拜尔德日记 地心人 南极 地球空洞说

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地心有飞碟基地,这听起来简直是天方夜谭。然而曾是美国海军少将的拜尔德却公开了他架机探访地心飞碟基地的神奇经历,使外星人和飞碟成为美国人谈论的热门话题。

拜尔德的日记说,他曾于1947年2月率领一支探险队,从北极进入地球内部,并发现了一个庞大的飞碟基地和地面上已绝种的动植物,在这个基地里还居住着拥有高科技的“超人”。但这一信息却一直被美国政府长期封锁着。

拜尔德飞行日记所载,探险队驻扎在北极地区某一基地内。1947年2月19日,一切准备就绪后,他们朝北方进行飞行探测。圆形六分仪和指南针均经过再三检验,无线电通讯也正常。

他们到达飞行高度707米时,东风带来轻微地震动,下降到518米时,飞机又趋于稳定,但尾风增强,后又产生震动,爬升到610米则又一切平稳。这时,他们看到地面上覆盖着无尽的冰雪,呈现出微黄色的光泽,但奇怪地分散成直线状,还略微透出微红色和紫色。

拜尔德除将此奇景立即电告基地外,又环绕飞行两圈。这时,他发现指南针和六分仪不停地旋转抖动,无法测出飞行方向,接着,看到地面不再有冰雪,远方出现了山脉。那些山脉的范围并不大,但决不是幻觉。此时已飞行29分钟。

爬升至900米时,拜尔德的飞机遭遇到强烈地震动。继续朝北飞越这些山脉后,他竟然看到了春意盎然的山谷,山谷中有小溪流过,左边的山坡上分布着茂密的森林。此时罗盘又开始旋转,并在两点之间来回摆动。于是他下降至427米,向左急转,以便仔细观察这个山谷。他看到青苔或稠密的青草覆盖着的地面,但这里的光线却非常奇特,因为并没有看到阳光。

他还看见了似乎是大象的动物,再下降至305米,在望远镜中他吃惊地发现了地球上本已绝种的猛兽!继而又看到绿色的起伏山丘,外面的温度为27℃,各种仪器恢复正常,无线电通讯却失灵了。

地面更趋于平坦,拜尔德发现竟然有城市存在,而空中的飞行器似乎具有神奇的浮力。在舱门上端和右侧出现碟形发光飞行器,上面有无法形容的符号。结果,拜尔德的飞机被一股无形的力量所吸住,无法加以控制。

更不可思议的事情随即发生,无线电发出的哗哗声中竟然传出带着北欧语言或德语音调的英语:“欢迎将军的光临”,并称不必担心,7分钟之后将安全降落。

接着,飞机的引擎停止运转,飞机在轻微地震动中平安着陆,好像是由看不见的升降机支撑着。几位金发碧眼、皮肤白皙、体形高大的人出现了,这些人并没有携带任何武器。而这座城市闪闪发光,有规律地发出彩虹般的色彩。拜尔德和无线电通讯员受到热忱地款待,他们登上了没有轮子的平台车,急速奔向灿烂的城市。城市似乎是用水晶修筑而成。随后,他们走进一巨大的建筑物里,饮用风味绝佳的热饮料。10分钟后,拜尔德暂时离开通讯员,进入一架升降机,向下运转数分钟,后来升降机的门朝上无声地开启,他走过充满玫瑰红色的走廊,光线似乎是从墙壁上放射出来的。他在一扇巨大的门前停下,门上有奇特的文字。在进入该房间之后所发生的事情更具有震撼性。拜尔德一再使用“前所未有”、“不可思议”、“难以形容”等词汇来描述他亲眼看到的华丽精致的房间,那些人的声音既悦耳又热忱,他们告诉将军,因他具有高贵的素质,并在“地表”世界有一定的知名度,所以让他入境。

那些人还告诉他,这个地下世界名为“阿里亚尼”,自从美军在日本广岛投下两颗原子弹以后,他们才开始关注外面的世界,并在那个危机四伏的时代,派遣许多飞行器到地表展开调查。他们表示,地下世界的科技和文化要比地上世界进步数千年,原先他们并没有干涉地上世界的战争的想法,但因为不愿再见到人类使用原子武器,因此派出密使访问超级大国,可未受重视。这次借邀请将军的机会,传达地上世界可能会走上自我毁灭的信息。那些人抱怨说,他们派出的人在地上世界受到了不友好的待遇,而飞行器也常遭战机恶意攻击。人类文明之花惨遭蹂躏,阴暗的幕罩已经降临,全世界将陷入极度的不安之中。黑暗时代将出现,但新世界将从废墟中再生,地下世界的人类会协助地上世界的人类重建家园。

拜尔德在结束会晤后,沿原路返回,与满脸狐疑的通讯员会合。在两架飞行器的引导下,他们升至823米,然后平安返回基地。临行之前无线电传来德语“再见”的声音,27分钟后着陆。

1947年2月,拜尔德出席美国国防部的参谋会议,所有的陈述均有详细记录,并且向杜鲁门总统做了汇报。会议历时6小时40分钟,他还接受了最高安全部门及医疗小组的调查,后被有关方面告之严守秘密。拜尔德身为军人,只能服从命令。但他仍在1965年12月24日的日记中写到:“那块土地在北极,那个基地是一个巨大的谜。”

飞碟研究专家们认为,飞碟的来源大致可分为三类:外太空、内太空、未来的人形生物通过时光隧道“来访”。而所谓的内太空即指地球本身,从地心至大气层均有可能。人类出现在地球这个蓝色行星上,至少已有300万年的历史,但对地球本身到底了解多少呢?


1946年12月,美国海军少将的拜尔德率领一支舰队浩浩荡荡的驶向了广袤的南极大陆。舰队由一艘航空母舰,十二艘各型水面舰艇,一艘潜艇,二十多架飞机和直升机,总共约5000多人组成。公开的资料显示,舰队此行的目的是考察在南极建立一个基地的可行性,并进行相关的水文地质实验,此行的费用由美国军方提供,行动代号为跳高行动。不过,与公开的资料有所不同,1946年8月26日,美国海军被披露的一份内部的命令指出,此次行动,由美国海军作战处全权负责,没有邀请外国观察员,国外科学家,甚至政府部门的人员都被拒绝参与其中,行动的真正意图属于绝密。对此,早有媒体质疑军方,在战后休养生息,百废待兴之际,耗费如此巨大的人力物力进行一次唐突的考察,这在以往来看非常罕见,其用意难免让人不解。并且从考察队的配备来看,与其说这是一次科学考察,不如说它更像一场军事行动。不过在一浪高过一浪的反对声中,舰队还是如期的驶发了。事实证明,美国海军此行的意义确实不同以往,并且就如同媒体所质疑的那样,充满了诡秘的色彩。1946年12月31日,拜尔德的舰队进入了南极洲的罗斯海区域,在这里,他们开展了为期一个多月的飞行探测,一个多月的时间里,飞机共飞行了200多个小时,飞过22700英里并拍下了7万张照片,留下了珍贵的资料。然而,与表面上的风平浪静不同。后来解密的资料显示,在此期间,舰队遭遇了一系列让人意想不到的怪事。1947年2月19日,考察队的飞行编队例行向北方进行飞行探测。此行中,一架由海军少将的拜尔德亲自驾驶的飞机也参与其中。像往常一样,在起飞数小时后,飞行编队的成员完成了各自的任务,陆续返回了基地,但这次却迟迟未见拜尔德回归的踪影。反复联系拜尔德未果后,舰队派出了飞机在附近进行搜寻,然而三个小时过去了,人们仍一无所获。舰队准备向总部报告拜尔德失联的消息,此时以距考察队出动飞机在附近搜索过去了三个小时,人们都以认为拜尔德遭遇了意外。就在众人百愁莫展之际,拜尔德驾驶的PBM水上飞机却鬼魅般的突然出现在了雷达的屏幕之中,并且与基地只有二十七分钟的航程。这段时间发生了什么?拜尔德的日记中,记录了这三个小时鲜为人知的经历。当我到达飞行高度800米时,我看到眼前出现一团迷雾,在冲出迷雾后,飞机上的指南针开始剧烈的旋转抖动,我无法判断飞行方向,三十分钟后,远方突然出现了从未见过的山脉,我发誓,这绝不是幻觉。飞越山脉后,映入眼帘的是一片绿洲,那里有绿意盎然的山谷,以及青苔或稠密的青草覆盖着的地面。山谷中有小溪流过,山坡上分布着茂密的森林。我看见了地球上早已绝种的猛犸象。后来,飞机失去了控制更不可思议的是,飞机两侧出现了两架飞碟,无线电传出带着北欧音调的英语:“欢迎你来到我们的世界,你不必害怕,7分钟之后将安全降落“。接着,引擎停止了运转,飞机好像是由一种看不见的力量操纵着,不一会便降落到了地面,几个金发碧眼,皮肤白晰,体形瘦高的人出现在我的面前。我受到热情地款待,它们邀请我登上了悬浮在空中的汽车并急速奔向远端的城市。那座城市是用水晶修筑而成的。10分钟后,我们进入到一栋巨大的建筑物里,并在一扇巨大的门前停下,门上有奇特的文字。在进入这扇大门之后所发生的事情更是难以形容。有一个人用诚挚的语气告诉我,这个世界名为“阿里亚尼”,是地下的世界。本来他们与地面上的世界秋毫无犯,彼此在很长一段时间相安无事,但几年前,地面上的种族在地面上投下了原子弹,这让他们不得不关注地面世界的文明。他们表示,地下世界的科技要比地上世界先进数千年,他们并不想干涉地上世界的秩序,但更不愿再见到人类使用原子武器,因为这会让地球走向灾难。他们曾派出密使访问一些大国,可受到了轻视。并且在地上世界受到了不友好的待遇,飞行器也常遭战机恶意攻击。所以这次想借将军之口,传达阿里亚尼人对地上世界最后的警告。在结束短暂的会晤后,拜尔德在两架飞行器的引导下原路返回,临行之前他听见无线电传来德语“再见”的声音。此后拜尔德将自己的遭遇反馈给了美国国防部的参谋会议,并建议调整科考计划。但军方对此不以为然,认为所谓的地底人是拜尔德编造的谎言,属无稽之谈,差一点解除了拜尔德的职务。一切按原计划进行,拜尔德口中的警示被当作谎言而置若罔闻,破冰船依旧在白皑皑的冰面上按部就班的开凿着…..然而,一场灾难也在悄无声息的临近。1947年2月26日,这场神秘的攻击突如其来。据说,此次攻击中,美军付出了63条人命的代价,而对方毫发无伤。一些事件的亲历者在回忆起当时的一幕时仍记忆犹新,一些亲历者坦言:“它们以一种难以想象的速度的在舰船之间穿梭,没有任何声音,就如在天空中漂浮的幽灵一般,它们的攻击都是无声无息的,舰队紧急升空了两艘舰载机准备予以还击,结果一起飞就起火并坠毁,它们似乎运用了激光或者电磁进行攻击,我们没有任何还手的余地,这就像是一场屠杀“。1947年南极,美军与不明飞行之战这场攻击持续了二十分钟,直到UFO再次潜入海洋中。攻击事件发生后,拜尔德的南极科考队紧急返航。科考原本计划为期六个月,实际上在两个月后就匆匆终止,有足够的理由相信,是这次UFO攻击事件,是军方高层放弃原定的计划的主要原因。回到美国本土后,拜尔德在美国国防部的参谋会议上,将考察队的所有遭遇向杜鲁门做了汇报。会以历时6个小时,他还接受了最高安全部门的调查,后被高层告知必须严守机密,不准在任何时候向任何人透露此次考察期间的遭遇。但在1947年3月5日,拜尔德将军在接受一家智利媒体的专访中,还是将自己在南极的遭遇公布了出去,他在专访中描述到:“那是一种能以不可思议的速度从地球的一极飞到另一极的飞行器”。没过多久,拜尔德遭到了华盛顿特别勤务处的严格调查,不久后,拜尔德自杀了。而其他的知情者也在此后陆续被关进了精神病院,要么被失踪。至此,这一事件告一段落。在拜尔德死后,他生前的日记得以热卖,日记中,拜尔德详细描述了自己在南极的种种遭遇,并流露出对地球空洞说的认同,拜尔德坚信,在地球内部,存在着另一个世界,南极就是通向地下世界的大门。拜尔德并非首先提出地球空心说的人,在他之前,关于地下世界的传说就已流传了几个世纪。地球空心论,也被称做地球空洞说。地球空洞说最早由爱德蒙·哈雷于1692年提出,爱德蒙·哈雷因为发现哈雷彗星而为人们所熟知,爱德蒙·哈雷认为,地球其实是空心的,就如俄罗斯套娃一样由三个同心的圆壳彼此包裹,这三个壳之间又有大气相隔。南北两极都有巨大而隐蔽的洞穴,这些洞穴是进入地下世界的入口,地下居住着高度文明的地底人。而在通往地心的洞口,世代居住着神秘守卫者,它们就像地下世界的地狱三头犬,把守着不能言说的秘密。一些理论更进一步认为,地球内部有一个直径600英里的小太阳,它照亮了整个地心世界,犹如夜空中最亮的星,使得地心世界永远没有黑夜。虽然相当一段时间内,地球空洞说只是作为一种不被大多数人认可的荒诞假说而流传于街头巷尾,直到,一段视频的出现,再次引起了人们对地球空洞说的遐想。1996年年美国航天飞机在外太空拍摄到神秘气旋这段视频据说是美国航天飞机于1996年在外太空拍摄的影像,视频中描述了疑似地心世界入口出的真实景象。视频的来源不明,视频的发布者称,视频的内容是完全真实的,来源于NASA内部的泄露。视频中,云层在洞口处缓缓向深处塌陷,像一个巨大的漩涡,而漩涡的中心闪烁着金黄色的光芒,光芒上方笼罩着白色的薄雾,仿佛一股热流在向上蒸腾。而2013年,原美国中央情报局职员斯诺登的一份爆料更是将地球空洞说再次推到了风口浪尖。斯诺登在网站上公布了一项的机密文件,这份文件中描述到:奥巴马天天都能收到有关地底人活动的简要汇报,国防部国防高等研究计划局(DARPA)的大部分人都知道,地球的地幔中存在着远比现代人类聪明的人类。斯诺登坦言,数千年来不断有海水从海底裂缝里面喷出,这是地底人的飞行器不断从海底起飞所造成的,美国国防部外星研究计划局曾经数次监测到从海面跃出的不明飞行物以数百公里每小时的速度驶向太空。这些案例可以证明地球内部一定存在着某种生物,就像人类一样只不过他们是生活在地幔中罢了。在披露的文件中还提到,地底人的科技远远超过地球人,一旦引发战争,人类将遭受灭顶之灾,有足够的理由相信,史前文明的数次灭亡,皆出自地底人之手。

拜尔德日记原文

The exploration flight

over the North Pole

I must write this diary in secrecy and obscurity. It concerns my Arctic flight of the nineteenth day of February in the year of Nineteen and Forty Seven.

There comes a time when the rationality of men must fade into insignificance and one must accept the inevitability of the Truth!

I am not at liberty to disclose the following documentation at this writing… perhaps it shall never see the light of public scrutiny, but I must do my duty and record here for all to read one day.

In a world of greed and exploitation of certain of mankind can no longer suppress that which is truth.

 


FLIGHT LOG – BASE CAMP ARCTIC – 2/19/1947

0600 Hours- All preparations are complete for our flight north ward and we are airborne with full fuel tanks at 0610 Hours.


0620 Hours- fuel mixture on starboard engine seems too rich, adjustment made and Pratt Whittneys are running smoothly.

0730 Hours- Radio Check with base camp. All is well and radio reception is normal.

0740 Hours- Note slight oil leak in starboard engine, oil pres sure indicator seems normal, however.

0800 Hours- Slight turbulence noted from easterly direction at altitude of 2321 feet, correction to 1700 feet, no further turbulence, but tail wind increases, slight adjustment in throttle controls, aircraft performing very well now.

0815 Hours- Radio Check with base camp, situation normal.

0830 Hours- Turbulence encountered again, increase altitude to 2900 feet, smooth flight conditions again.

0910 Hours- Vast Ice and snow below, note coloration of yellowish nature, and disperse in a linear pattern. Altering course foe a better examination of this color pattern below, note reddish or purple color also. Circle this area two full turns and return to assigned compass heading. Position check made again to base camp, and relay information concerning colorations in the Ice and snow below.

0910 Hours- Both Magnetic and Gyro compasses beginning to gyrate and wobble, we are unable to hold our heading by instrumentation. Take bearing with Sun compass, yet all seems well. The controls are seemingly slow to respond and have sluggish quality, but there is no indication of Icing!

0915 Hours- In the distance is what appears to be mountains.

0949 Hours- 29 minutes elapsed flight time from the first sighting of the mountains, it is no illusion. They are mountains and consisting of a small range that I have never seen before!

0955 Hours- Altitude change to 2950 feet, encountering strong turbulence again.

1000 Hours- We are crossing over the small mountain range and still proceeding northward as best as can be ascertained. Beyond the mountain range is what appears to be a valley with a small river or stream running through the center portion. There should be no green valley below! Something is definitely wrong and abnormal here! We should be over Ice and Snow! To the portside are great forests growing on the mountain slopes. Our navigation Instruments are still spinning, the gyroscope is oscillating back and forth!

1005 Hours- I alter altitude to 1400 feet and execute a sharp left turn to better examine the valley below. It is green with either moss or a type of tight knit grass. The Light here seems different. I cannot see the Sun anymore. We make another left turn and we spot what seems to be a large animal of some kind below us. It appears to be an elephant! NO!!! It looks more like a mammoth! This is incredible! Yet, there it is! Decrease altitude to 1000 feet and take binoculars to better examine the animal. It is confirmed – it is definitely a mammoth-like animal! Report this to base camp.

1030 Hours- Encountering more rolling green hills now. The external temperature indicator reads 74 degrees Fahrenheit! Continuing on our heading now. Navigation instruments seem normal now. I am puzzled over their actions. Attempt to contact base camp. Radio is not functioning!

1130 Hours- Countryside below is more level and normal (if I may use that word). Ahead we spot what seems to be a city!!!! This is impossible! Aircraft seems light and oddly buoyant. The controls refuse to respond!! My GOD!!! Off our port and star board wings are a strange type of aircraft. They are closing rapidly alongside! They are disc-shaped and have a radiant quality to them. They are close enough now to see the markings on them. It is a type of Swastika!!! This is fantastic. Where are we! What has happened. I tug at the controls again. They will not respond!!!! We are caught in an invisible vice grip of some type!

1135 Hours- Our radio crackles and a voice comes through in English with what perhaps is a slight Nordic or Germanic accent! The message is:

‘Welcome, Admiral, to our domain. We shall land you in exactly seven minutes! Relax, Admiral, you are in good hands.’

I note the engines of our plane have stopped running! The aircraft is under some strange control and is now turning itself. The controls are useless.

1140 Hours- Another radio message received. We begin the landing process now, and in moments the plane shudders slightly, and begins a descent as though caught in some great unseen elevator! The downward motion is negligible, and we touch down with only a slight jolt!

1145 Hours- I am making a hasty last entry in the flight log. Several men are approaching on foot toward our aircraft. They are tall with blond hair. In the distance is a large shimmering city pulsating with rainbow hues of color. I do not know what is going to happen now, but I see no signs of weapons on those approaching. I hear now a voice ordering me by name to open the cargo door. I comply.

END LOG

From this point I write all the following events here from memory. It defies the imagination and would seem all but madness if it had not happened.

The radioman and I are taken from the aircraft and we are received in a most cordial manner. We were then boarded on a small platform-like conveyance with no wheels! It moves us toward the glowing city with great swiftness. As we approach, the city seems to be made of a crystal material.

Soon we arrive at a large building that is a type I have never seen before. It appears to be right out of the design board of Frank Lloyd Wright, or perhaps more correctly, out of a Buck Rogers setting!!

We are given some type of warm beverage which tasted like nothing I have ever savored before. It is delicious. After about ten minutes, two of our wondrous appearing hosts come to our quarters and announce that I am to accompany them. I have no choice but to comply. I leave my radioman behind and we walk a short distance and enter into what seems to be an elevator.

We descend downward for some moments, the machine stops, and the door lifts silently upward! We then proceed down a long hallway that is lit by a rose-colored light that seems to be emanating from the very walls themselves! One of the beings motions for us to stop before a great door. Over the door is an inscription that I cannot read. The great door slides noiselessly open and I am beckoned to enter.

One of my hosts speaks.

‘Have no fear, Admiral, you are to have an audience with the Master…’

I step inside and my eyes adjust to the beautiful coloration that seems to be filling the room completely.

Then I begin to see my surroundings. What greeted my eyes is the most beautiful sight of my entire existence. It is in fact too beautiful and wondrous to describe. It is exquisite and delicate. I do not think there exists a human term that can describe it in any detail with justice!

My thoughts are interrupted in a cordial manner by a warm rich voice of melodious quality,

‘I bid you welcome to our domain, Admiral.’

I see a man with delicate features and with the etching of years upon his face. He is seated at a long table. He motions me to sit down in one of the chairs.

After I am seated, he places his fingertips together and smiles.

He speaks softly again, and conveys the following:

‘We have let you enter here because you are of noble character and well-known on the Surface World, Admiral.’

Surface World, I half-gasp under my breath!

‘Yes,’ the Master replies with a smile, ‘you are in the domain of the Arianni, the Inner World of the Earth. We shall not long delay your mission, and you will be safely escorted back to the surface and for a distance beyond. But now, Admiral, I shall tell you why you have been summoned here.

Our interest rightly begins just after your race exploded the first atomic bombs over Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. It was at that alarming time we sent our flying machines, the “Flugelrads”, to your surface world to investigate what your race had done. That is, of course, past history now, my dear Admiral, but I must continue on.

You see, we have never interfered before in your race’s wars, and barbarity, but now we must, for you have learned to tamper with a certain power that is not for man, namely, that of atomic energy. Our emissaries have already delivered messages to the powers of your world, and yet they do not heed. Now you have been chosen to be witness here that our world does exist.

You see, our Culture and Science is many thousands of years beyond your race, Admiral.’

 I interrupted,

‘But what does this have to do with me, Sir?’

The Master’s eyes seemed to penetrate deeply into my mind, and after studying me for a few moments he replied,

‘Your race has now reached the point of no return, for there are those among you who would destroy your very world rather than relinquish their power as they know it…’

I nodded, and the Master continued,

‘In 1945 and afterward, we tried to contact your race, but our efforts were met with hostility, our Flugelrads were fired upon.

Yes, even pursued with malice and animosity by your fighter planes. So, now, I say to you, my son, there is a great storm gathering in your world, a black fury that will not spend itself for many years. There will be no answer in your arms, there will be no safety in your science.

It may rage on until every flower of your culture is trampled, and all human things are leveled in vast chaos. Your recent war was only a prelude of what is yet to come for your race. We here see it more clearly with each hour.. do you say I am mistaken?’

‘No,’ I answer, ‘it happened once before, the dark ages came and they lasted for more than five hundred years.’

‘Yes, my son,’ replied the Master, ‘the dark ages that will come now for your race will cover the Earth like a pall, but I believe that some of your race will live through the storm, beyond that, I cannot say.

We see at a great distance a new world stirring from the ruins of your race, seeking its lost and legendary treasures, and they will be here, my son, safe in our keeping. When that time arrives, we shall come forward again to help revive your culture and your race.

Perhaps, by then, you will have learned the futility of war and its strife…and after that time, certain of your culture and science will be returned for your race to begin anew. You, my son, are to return to the Surface World with this message…..’

With these closing words, our meeting seemed at an end. I stood for a moment as in a dream….but, yet, I knew this was reality, and for some strange reason I bowed slightly, either out of respect or humility, I do not know which.

Suddenly, I was again aware that the two beautiful hosts who had brought me here were again at my side.

‘This way, Admiral,’ motioned one.

I turned once more before leaving and looked back toward the Master. A gentle smile was etched on his delicate and ancient face.

‘Farewell, my son,’ he spoke, then he gestured with a lovely, slender hand a motion of peace and our meeting was truly ended.

Quickly, we walked back through the great door of the Master’s chamber and once again entered into the elevator.

The door slid silently downward and we were at once going upward. One of my hosts spoke again, ‘We must now make haste, Admiral, as the Master desires to delay you no longer on your scheduled timetable and you must return with his message to your race.’

I said nothing. All of this was almost beyond belief, and once again my thoughts were interrupted as we stopped. I entered the room and was again with my radioman. He had an anxious expression on his face.

As I approached, I said,

‘It is all right, Howie, it is all right.’

The two beings motioned us toward the awaiting conveyance, we boarded, and soon arrived back at the aircraft. The engines were idling and we boarded immediately.

The whole atmosphere seemed charged now with a certain air of urgency. After the cargo door was closed the aircraft was immediately lifted by that unseen force until we reached an altitude of 2700 feet. Two of the aircraft were alongside for some distance guiding us on our return way.

I must state here, the airspeed indicator registered no reading, yet we were moving along at a very rapid rate.

215 Hours – A radio message comes through.

‘We are leaving you now, Admiral, your controls are free. Auf Wiedersehen!!!!’

We watched for a moment as the flugelrads disappeared into the pale blue sky.

The aircraft suddenly felt as though caught in a sharp downdraft for a moment. We quickly recovered her control. We do not speak for some time, each man has his thoughts…


ENTRY IN FLIGHT LOG CONTINUES

220 Hours- We are again over vast areas of ice and snow, and approximately 27 minutes from base camp. We radio them, they respond. We report all conditions normal….normal. Base camp expresses relief at our re-established contact.

300 Hours- We land smoothly at base camp. I have a mission…..

END LOG ENTRIES.

March 11, 1947

I have just attended a staff meeting at the Pentagon. I have stated fully my discovery and the message from the Master.

All is duly recorded. The President has been advised. I am now detained for several hours (six hours, thirty- nine minutes, to be exact.) I am interviewed intently by Top Security Forces and a medical team. It was an ordeal!!!!

I am placed under strict control via the national security provisions of this United States of America. I am ORDERED TO REMAIN SILENT IN REGARD TO ALL THAT I HAVE LEARNED, ON THE BEHALF OF HUMANITY!!! Incredible!

I am reminded that I am a military man and I must obey orders.

30/12/56 – FINAL ENTRY


These last few years elapsed since 1947 have not been kind…

I now make my final entry in this singular diary. In closing, I must state that I have faithfully kept this matter secret as directed all these years. It has been completely against my values of moral right. Now, I seem to sense the long night coming on and this secret will not die with me, but as all truth shall, it will triumph and so it shall.

This can be the only hope for mankind. I have seen the truth and it has quickened my spirit and has set me free! I have done my duty toward the monstrous military industrial complex.

Now, the long night begins to approach, but there shall be no end.

Just as the long night of the Arctic ends, the brilliant sunshine of Truth shall come again… and those who are of darkness shall fall in it’s Light… FOR I HAVE SEEN THAT LAND BEYOND THE POLE, THAT CENTER OF THE GREAT UNKNOWN.


Admiral Richard E. Byrd
United States Navy
24 December 1956

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