In July or early August 1998, Perth TV viewers, accustomed to ducking for cover from jarring salesmen shouting their iffy bargains at them were suddenly pounded by slick, on-the-button ads announcing an imminent and unmissable spectacular event. World-famous UFO researcher, Stanton Friedman, nuclear physicist, Roswell expert, nemesis of sceptics everywhere, was coming to the once quiet (except for the tele’ ads) little city of Perth. Stanton was in possession of the goods, he’d recently routed Philip Klass, self-proclaimed know-it-all sceptic, with documentary evidence and this Canadian bulldog was taking no prisoners. The noisy-negatives, as he called the sceptics, when he wasn’t calling them de-bunkers, had nothing to fight back with and holstered their smugs.
I wrote and posted this account on my old website shortly after this experience occurred. I meant to add it this blog before but I’d forgotten about it. Anyway, yer tis:
16th March 2009
This was to be my first night staying with a friend in her beautiful cabin retreat in the forested hills east of Perth in Western Australia.
On the first night we were driving back from visiting a mutual friend who lives quite close by. As we descended the winding tree-lined drive to the carport I spotted a huge wolf-like creature. It was sitting bolt upright, over four foot high with an unwavering intense alertness in front of a large tree. Its long coat was two-tone – a pale and a darker brown and it its erect ears were rounded at the tips. It stared at us with a demeanour that stated with certainty that it was on guard and that nothing, absolutely nothing, would get past without its OK. It didn’t flinch as we drove past I looked around but whether it was because trees and scrub were blocking my view or that it had melted out of this dimension it was no longer visible. I had no doubt that it was still there though and that it wanted us to know that…..Something was in the wind.
A Siberian snow queen’s fierce blast had temporarily dislodged polar Europa’s beastly 12-starred leaden mantle knocking the sprouted tyrant from the headlines even as she ground her hooves into John Bull’s crescent horns. Above and onto the dismal plumb clouds Helios shone as it always does but now its golden light cast only upon the outside of the heavy cloak that blighted Blighty. (Perfect weather for psychopaths and their nasty deeds, as you’ll see). Storm Emma, ‘Universal’, All that is, was charging in to cross swords with the dark pretender, snow and ice lay everywhere, it was freezing and the A and B roads detour to the M5 (44) were perilous slaloms. Dotted here and there I passed cars and a van half-buried in the trees and bushes.
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Hi everyone, just a quick post to notify those who haven’t yet subscribed to the Song of Ffraed, there are two new posts with a Beltane theme :
I’m four days later than I hoped to be but at last I could test a feeling I’d had for a long time: that the well, indeed the whole of this small ‘not always of just this world’ sacred precinct in Llanllawer, is aligned in specific ways to the Calan Haf (Beltane) risings of both the Sun and Venus.
Of course matters will have changed from the original Taurean era due to precession over thousands of years, but I was intrigued to know how things are now, and how Christianity had worked with the moments since it had constructed its overlays…and how did the Dragon’s journey match up with it here, now?
This is Part 1 of a talk I gave to the Swansea UFO Network on 25th April. Smashing bunch of people. If you are in the area and they have a meeting on then please go along and say hi. you’ll be made very welcome.
Thanks, in particular, to Laurence, Mike, Emlyn and Ellis.