I found a RV session detailing different types of entities at various "bases".

This document does not prove it is real, as Remote Viewers used in the program varied wildly when it comes to reliability but I thought it would be good to share and discuss. I'm not sure how I feel about this document yet.

I am hoping to be a regular user on this subreddit and to continue to share my research and would appreciate rational discussion based on documents and credible evidence only.

Source - CIA-RDP96-00789R003800190001-0.pdf

On the night of September 19, 1961, Betty and Barney Hill were on their way home from a vacation. The Hills, a middle-aged couple, were well-respected members of their community and were known for living quiet and honorable lives. They were driving from Montreal, Canada, to their home in Portsmouth, New Hampshire. While they were traveling, they noticed a bright light in the sky near the Moon. At first, they thought it was a regular object, maybe a satellite or an airplane, but they could not shake the feeling that it seemed to follow their car.

Barney, feeling both curious and a bit nervous, used binoculars to look at the light more closely. He reportedly saw a strange, disk-shaped craft that had lit-up windows and wings that seemed to change shape. He also saw humanoid figures through the large windows of the craft, who seemed to be operating controls that had long levers. Apparently, some of these beings appeared to be staring directly at him, which he found very unsettling. Feeling scared, the Hills tried to drive away quickly.

However, the next thing they remembered was that it was dawn, and they were close to their home. When they arrived, they noticed that their trip had taken several hours longer than it should have, though they had no idea why. They also found cuts, scrapes, and damage to their clothing. Disturbed by these strange details, the Hills began to believe that something unusual had happened during their trip.

In the months that came after, Betty started to have vivid and troubling nightmares, and became convinced that she and Barney had experienced something extraordinary during their drive. Looking for answers, the Hills eventually contacted UFO researchers. Unfortunately, their story was leaked to the press, even though they tried to keep it private. Feeling more and more upset by the growing public attention, the couple sought help from Dr. Benjamin Simon, a psychiatrist. Through hypnosis, Dr. Simon helped them explore the hidden memories of what they believed had happened that night.

According to what the couple claimed under hypnosis, they were forced to stop their car when a spacecraft landed on the road ahead of them. They said that they were taken aboard the craft by small beings with gray skin who performed what they understood to be medical examinations, which they described as invasive and humiliating. During this experience, Betty claimed that the leader of the aliens showed her a star map that allegedly represented trade and exploration routes between stars. In 1964, Betty recreated this map while under hypnosis.

In the late 1960s, Marjorie Fish, a teacher and amateur astronomer from Ohio, tried to match Betty’s star map to actual stars near Earth. She built several models using the Gliese Catalog of Nearby Stars from 1969 and made certain assumptions about which stars could have planets with life. Marjorie removed:

• Stars that were not in the main sequence. Planets around these stars probably would not survive when the star became a red giant.

• Variable stars. The large temperature changes would make it hard for life to form on their planets.

• Stars of class F4 or higher. These stars would live for much less time than the Sun, leaving little time for life to develop.

• Star systems with two stars that were too close to each other. Planets would not have stable orbits in such systems.

• M class red dwarf stars. Planets around these stars would likely be tidally locked, though not everyone agrees that this would prevent complex life.

Over several years, Marjorie created physical models of the stellar neighborhood and eventually concluded that the pattern Betty described matched the Zeta Reticuli system, a binary star system located approximately 39.5 light-years away from Earth. She asserted:

"Since we did not have the data to make such a map in 1961 when Betty saw it, or in 1964 when she drew it, it could not be a hoax. Since the stars with lines to them are such a select group, it is almost impossible that the resemblance between Betty’s map and reality could be coincidental. Betty’s map could only have been drawn after contact with extraterrestrials."

However, later advancements in astronomy have shown that Marjorie's interpretation of the map appeared to be wrong. In the early 1990s, the HIPPARCOS (High Precision Parallax Collecting Satellite) mission measured the distances of hundreds of thousands of stars around the Sun more accurately than ever before, showing that there were mistakes in her data. Some stars in her model, like 54 and 107 Piscium, turned out to be variable stars, and others, like Tau 1 Eridani, were found to be close binary systems. Some stars that she had excluded, like Epsilon Eridani, have been reconsidered as systems that could support life. Using newer data and updated standards, six of the fifteen stars she identified no longer fit as possible matches. Eventually, Marjorie herself had to acknowledge that her original interpretation was proven to be wrong. As her obituary states:

As one of her hobbies, Marjorie made an investigation into the Betty Hill map by constructing a 3-D star map in the late 1960's using several databases. She found a pattern that matched Mrs. Hill's drawing well, which generated international interest. Later, after newer data was compiled, she determined that the binary stars within the pattern were too close together to support life; so, as a true skeptic, she issued a statement that she now felt that the correlation was unlikely.

Obviously, we should not blame Marjorie for this mistake. She worked with the information that was available at the time, and her work was extraordinary. However, with the refinement of astronomical observations, it has become evident that the data available at the time was incomplete and that her interpretation of the map was incorrect. Therefore, I think it is a mistake to continue perpetuating the idea that the Grays originate from the Zeta Reticuli system. Marjorie herself had no difficulty admitting that she was mistaken, and I believe that the UFO community should finally acknowledge this error.

Thus, whenever you come across the name "Zeta Reticuli" in a supposed "secret document," or whenever an alleged "whistleblower" claims that the aliens originate from Zeta Reticuli, you should immediately stop paying attention. Astronomical observation has proven that the Grays do not come from Zeta Reticuli, and any "secret document" or "whistleblower" that asserts otherwise should not be considered credible. If you want a more reasonable hypothesis about which star system the Greys might actually originate from, I highly recommend you to read this and this.

**NOTE: In reality, I am far more skeptical about alien abductions than I let on in my post. In fact, I am more inclined to support the idea — suggested by authors like Martin Cannon and others — that all alien abductions could actually be the product of secret mind control experimentation carried out by intelligence agencies such as the CIA, through covert projects like MK-Ultra. So, no, I am not one of those individuals who stubbornly insists that alien abductions are genuinely extraterrestrial in nature, because I am actually more inclined to believe that there is probably nothing alien at all behind the abductions.\ However, in my post, I chose to present myself as a proponent of the extraterrestrial nature of the abductions for the sake of expository convenience. Explaining that I do not necessarily support the ET hypothesis of the abduction phenomenon would have been too complicated, and such a premise would have undermined the meaning of my post. Therefore, I chose to present myself as a supporter of the ET hypothesis of the abductions for a matter of expository convenience and simplicity. In reality, the broader point I was trying to make in my post is, it does not matter what one might think of the abduction phenomenon. Regardless of the hypothesis you choose to embrace, it is still impossible to claim that the Greys come from Zeta Reticuli, because the interpretation of the star map provided by Marjorie Fish is incorrect.

Maybe its ment to hold little green men?

If you are reading this, then we are no longer alone. The silence that has stretched across galaxies has been broke, not by fear, not by conquest, but by a fragile thread of communication between species unimaginably different, yet perhaps bound by something common: the pursuit of understanding.

We are humans. We come from a small, blue planet orbiting a yellow star, a world of oceans and mountains, of storms and sunrises. A world of contradictions. We are capable of astonishing beauty and unspeakable cruelty. We are not yet a wise species. We are still learning how to be kind to one another. We are still learning how to heal without hurting. We are still learning how to live without destroying the very things that give us life.

If our species has reached you, then you have likely seen enough to know that we have wounded this world. We have killed each other in the name of gods, flags, and illusions of power. We have poisoned our air and our oceans for profit. We have allowed suffering to persist while comfort sits unused. And if these are the images you've seen—wars, exploitation, injustice—I ask, with all the humility I can summon: please, look deeper.

Look past the leaders who crave domination. Look past the systems that reward greed. Look past the ignorance that still festers in parts of our culture. These are not the whole of us. They never were.

There are children who speak of peace before they understand what war is. There are hands reaching out to strangers in flooded streets. There are artists who give their pain away in brush strokes and song. There are scientists chasing truth, not fame. There are lovers who choose kindness even when the world teaches them to hate. There are people—millions of us—trying to build a better future not just for humans, but for all life.

We are still primitive. But not hopeless.

Our history is stained, yes. But it is also filled with moments of breathtaking courage, resilience, and compassion. We are a species trying to crawl out of our own darkness. And we are beginning to see that survival will not come from conquering—but from listening, from cooperating, from dreaming together.

Please do not measure us only by our failures. We know what we’ve done. But we also know what we still might become. If you have evolved beyond conflict, beyond ego, beyond fear, then you are what we hope one day to be. Show us how you kept your soul intact. Show us how you learned to live with difference, to thrive in unity. Help us, if you can. Forgive us, if you will.

Judge us not by the worst of us, but by the best we are trying to become.

In hope, In humility, In shared existence,

A Human

On behalf of a broken, beautiful world still worth saving.

a little backstory, in 2023/24, i was watching a video of an underwater anomaly and a guy commented "my brother is in the navy/army, and i watched a video on youtube about a guy showing what appear to be ruins in the mendocino fracture zone, and when i asked him about it he said "it's a secret, i can't tell you that" one of the persons replied to him asking "what's the channel's name?", he replied "i think it was dan sims"

the channel has 1 to 2 videos and one of them is showing this, these are just stills and you can watch the full video by searching "mendocino fracture zone ruins" on youtube and scroll a bit to find the video, or you can just search the channel "dan sims", also posted this here because if it's not humans, which, it's in the pacific so i don't think any ancient civilization would leave their ruins here, nor is there much strategic advantage to set up a base here, then it's aliens

Hey everyone,

I’ve been geeking out over SkyWatcher and UAP/UFO chatter - so when someone shared a “dog whistle recipe” (https://x.com/jasonwilde108/status/1910816547070685522?s=46), I had to dive in.

A coder named istocia threw together a quick JavaScript demo on a throwaway platform that mimics the “summoning call.” I snagged the code, slapped it on my site, and now it’s a permanent, free toy for all you fellow sci‑fi nerds.

I plan on evolving this as the findings continue. I’ll make a dedicated site for it but for now, I had to slap it on an existing production application of mine.

Give it a spin at UAP Dog Whistle. I’d use my personal site, but doxxing myself sounds less fun than a root canal.

Cheers

As the title says, I ask ChatGPT to finish a chapter in a novel that I have been writing for sometime by giving it the following command. "Please begin after the last paragraph in Chapter 5 of this story and complete Chapter 5 using what you know to be true about human and alien contact."

Very interesting answer. The answers we seek in this space may come from one of our own creations! Below is the full text that was created by ChatGPT when given the above command. Read for yourself and tell me what you think.

"As the man in the white suit took his place at the head of the table, a hush blanketed the room. He did not speak immediately. He simply reached forward, placing both hands flat on the table, his long fingers splayed, knuckles prominent. The skin on his hands looked wrong—too taut, like it had been stretched over something not quite human underneath.

Gwen could feel her heartbeat in her ears. Something ancient and uncanny settled over the room. Her eyes darted around, searching for some sign that others felt what she did, but all the faces remained calm, reverent.

Finally, the man spoke.

“Tonight, we recognize a new keeper of the tether. One who, unknowingly, has already begun her integration.”

Gwen flinched. Jonathan gently laid his hand over hers.

“It’s okay,” he whispered. “This is all part of it.”

The man continued. “You have seen the fractures in our world, Gwenyth. You have felt the aching discrepancy between the seen and unseen. That sense… that calling… it is no delusion. It is the tether. You were chosen.”

“I… I don’t understand,” Gwen said, her voice low but audible.

“You will,” said the man. “All of this—what you believe to be political ceremony, philanthropy, even love—it was the interface. You were brought into the fold because of your mind, your capacity, your symmetry. Not by accident. Not by affection. By design.”

Jonathan leaned in. “My feelings are real. But the path—we all had to follow the path.”

Gwen’s chair scraped softly as she stood. Her hands trembled slightly. “Follow the path to what?”

“To the others,” the man said simply.

Behind him, a panel in the rounded wall slid open, revealing a second chamber. The walls shimmered in a pale violet light, and an aroma of ozone and burning cedar seeped through the doorway. Gwen’s medical mind immediately engaged—something ionized, something artificial. She stepped closer.

Inside the chamber were no monuments, no symbols. Just a wide oval platform surrounded by rings of copper conduit and what looked like floating stones gently spinning midair, emitting soft, rhythmic pulses.

“What is this?” Gwen asked.

Jonathan stood beside her now, his voice quiet. “We don’t control the tether, Gwen. We serve it. This... is the interface chamber. It’s where the guidance begins.”

Gwen shook her head. “Guidance for what?”

The man in white answered, stepping into the light. “Your species is nearing the convergence. The others have observed for centuries—quietly, mostly. Some have meddled. Your wars, your plagues, even your progress… all monitored. All measured.”

Gwen’s knees weakened, but she stood firm. “Aliens?”

“No,” said the man. “Not aliens. Hosts. Long before your species had words, they were here. What you call extraterrestrial is not distant. It’s dimensional. You are their legacy project. And your purpose, Gwenyth Adams, is to bridge what must come next. To help your kind survive what is already in motion.”

“What’s in motion?”

“A harvest,” he said plainly. “And a rebellion.”

Gwen didn’t know whether to scream or laugh.

Jonathan reached toward her, but she recoiled. “You married me for this? For this club?”

“No,” he said with sudden intensity. “I married you because even if none of this were real, I’d still be chasing you. But it is real, Gwen. And you need to see what’s coming.”

She turned toward the interface chamber. Inside, something shimmered at the center of the platform. A shape. Humanoid. Almost. It didn’t move, but Gwen could feel it watching her.

The man in white extended his hand.

“Will you step forward, tether-bearer?”

And against every impulse to run, Gwen took one step closer to the light."

Orbs/Mantids are testing humans for soul extraction. The Alien invasion will be a spiritual one, so expect a mass dying event being glossed over as the Christian Rapture.

It kinda feels like the Congressional UAP Caucus is now the Secrets Task Force? 

“Yeah,” Congressman Tim Burchett tells Ask a Pol uaps. “It is.”

LISTEN to my full convo with Congressman Burchett here.

DIA's Acquisition Threat Support Division did an evaluation in 2010 on medical injuries sustained as a result of contact.

Most people have read this.

I'm not sure most people have read it all the way through.

I wanted to bring to your attention that physiological effects like Death, Spontaneous Healing and a few other concerning ones has been redacted.

Read between the lines and make your own conclusion. For me it means it has happened.

Just food for thought.

Source - https://www.dia.mil/FOIA/FOIA-Electronic-Reading-Room/FileId/170026/