Meetings of September 3rd and 4th, 2015
The existence of a secret space program has been meticulously and
carefully hidden from the American public, and the world at large, for
well over 75 years.
As you know if you have read this site or watched our weekly
Cosmic Disclosure series on
Gaiam TV,
I grew up in a world that is so far beyond the limits of most people’s
imagination that they would immediately write my experiences off as
fiction.
Most UFO enthusiasts believe the US government acquired working ET
spacecraft from the Roswell crash of 1947 – almost 70 years ago. Many
also believe these craft were successfully “reverse engineered,” giving
them the ability to effortlessly travel throughout our solar system –
and beyond.
Even with the crude rocket technology of the 1960s, we were able to
send people to the moon, land craft there and drive rovers around on the
surface.
However, people still hit a severe mental roadblock in imagining that
our own reverse-engineered craft were flown to the Moon, Mars and
elsewhere, and were used to build bases there out of local materials.
Is it possible that a secret space program could have existed without us knowing about it? Absolutely.
The Manhattan Project developed the nuclear bomb. It was in operation
for seven years, employed well over 120,000 people, conscripted
multiple secret facilities all over the US, and hardly any of its own
employees knew what they were working on until the bombs detonated.
Remember: not one person in the Manhattan Project squealed. Not one.
Not ever. The penalty for speaking out was terrifying enough to ensure
complete compliance. Therefore it is absolutely possible that an even
more advanced program could have been generated, on a much larger scale,
and still exist to this day -- without any public awareness.
Let me assure you: the Secret Space Program [
SSP]
is an absolute fact. The bases are out there. They are vast in size,
scope and technology. Our planet is now crumbling in a Greater
Depression because a majority of our wealth has been siphoned off to
build this vast, interplanetary infrastructure.
Did it really cost NASA 209 billion dollars to launch the Space
Shuttle a few times a year? No. Did the Stealth bombers really cost 2
billion dollars apiece to build? No. Did the Pentagon really “lose” 2.1
trillion dollars, as Donald Rumsfeld announced the day before 9/11? No.
I have seen the vast, glittering facilities our money has built with
my own eyes -- through the windows and transparent panels of advanced
spacecraft. I have landed in those craft and walked in those bases. I
have met the people who live and work there. I have seen their faces and
spoken to them just like I am speaking to you now.
There are millions of other people, originally born here on Earth,
who have shared my experiences. Regrettably, hardly any of them have
spoken out thus far – since the threat of doing so can very easily be
lethal, and it is nearly impossible to return to Earth once you enter
into this world.
Many have been a part of this world only to be “blank slated”, have
screen memories implanted then returned to live out rather mundane
lives. Some of the people who have been robbed of these amazing memories
and experiences are some of the strongest skeptics of these topics.
We quickly discovered that our own solar system is literally teeming
with intelligent civilizations -- from many different points of origin.
Some of them are extremely benevolent, some are extremely negative and
others are just visiting, without really picking a side.
The reason so many different types of UFOs have been seen is that
there are many, many different civilizations operating in our airspace –
with a tremendous diversity of technologies available to them.
The
SSP
has been owned and controlled by a very dark aspect of our planet for
some time – an intergenerational cult dating back to at least the Roman
Empire. Many have called these “Secret Earth Government Syndicates” the
Illuminati or Cabal.
Their main business is building hyper-advanced technology – and they
have gotten quite good at it. As impossible as this may seem, I was told
they are now engaging in regular trade with over 900 different
intelligent civilizations.
If anyone shows up who has something newer and better than the old
stuff, they will quickly find a way to acquire it and mass-produce it –
no matter how unethical or brutal the methods required.
Since these secret earth government syndicates have very negative
spiritual beliefs, they ended up allying with the most evil and powerful
ET group of all – a confederacy of reptilian humanoid races
collectively known as the Draco.
It is a sad but accurate fact that the vast majority of those who have joined the
SSP
are made to take part in brutal and terrifying situations intended to
ensure they can never escape, and will never speak out even if they did.
I was personally forced into many situations that were deeply traumatic
and have forever altered my perspective on reality.
Several years ago, an alliance formed within this group to
restore peace and freedom to our planet, and release the marvelous
technologies that are being held back – but they faced towering
obstacles.
For many years, Hollywood movies, financed by these same corporate
interests, inundated us with film after film of an “alien invasion.” Any
and all such visitors were portrayed as brutal, terrifying villains who
must be destroyed at all costs.
These films were intended to seed our collective consciousness with
fear and terror – a xenophobic hatred of all intelligent civilizations
other than our own.
The plan was to eventually strike us in a mass “Alien 9/11,” with
huge armadas of reverse-engineered craft. In this event they could wipe
out any opposing areas or countries they wanted – just level them flat.
The phoenix they hoped to rise from these ashes would be a global “New
World Order” to fight this so-called “alien” menace.
Of course, they would own and control the whole thing themselves.
That was the plan. However, they failed to realize that benevolent ET
civilizations held them on a very tight leash, and they would never be
permitted to carry through with these plans.
A giant, Neptune-sized sphere visited the outer planets of our
solar system in the 1980s. It was confronted by our people and asked to
leave, which it did willingly. Many more spheres began appearing in the
late 1990s into the early 2000s.
Then, in approximately the year 2012, another 100-plus spheres
arrived. These spheres were of colossal size – with three approximate
size categories corresponding to the Moon, Neptune and Jupiter in
circumference.
The beings associated with these spheres were very highly advanced.
They do not require technology to travel throughout the universe or
accomplish any of their goals. Even to the most advanced ETs in contact
with our SSP, these new folks are on an entirely different level – and
far more advanced.
The SSP believed that the benevolent ETs were bound by a “Prime
Directive” that forced them not to interfere. For many years, that was
true. As it turns out, the Prime Directive was always intended for our
own protection – so these negative groups would never actually be able
to completely conquer and overthrow our planet.
David Wilcock
worked since the mid-1990s to spread the word about the greater reality
we live in, and along the way came in contact with many high-level
insiders with a surprisingly deep knowledge of these classified
subjects.
After I began disclosing my knowledge to him, and finding countless
connections with what other insiders told him, a wild rollercoaster of
unforeseen events led to me coming forward and revealing my true name
and identity to the world – at great personal cost.
Only a few months after this was done, the beings within these
spheres contacted the SSP and asked for me by name. I had not worked for
them for many years and this was the most profoundly life-altering
event I have ever been through since I was first contacted by the Blue
Avians a little over four 4 years prior.
Protocol and paperwork was thrown to the side as I was brought back
into a world I had only had seldom, brief contact with since the 1980s.
Suddenly, I was being asked to speak on behalf of these beings – the
Sphere Alliance – as their delegate. This included addressing the SSP as
well as a group of over 40 different intelligent civilizations known as
the Super-Federation, who have been running 22 different genetic
programs on humanity for thousands and thousands of years.
Again… I understand that this story seems extremely farfetched. Let
me remind you that I had everything to lose – including a
six-figure-a-year salary – and nothing to gain by coming forward.
The
Gaiam TV
job does not pay enough to support my family. It has only been through
your conscientious donations that I have been able to continue doing
this at all.
The people in the SSP Alliance had a team member who we are
calling Lt. Col. Gonzales, who had been in contact with the Sphere
Alliance for about four years – roughly the same length of time as I had
been.
Gonzales was the SSP’s choice for a delegate. I was an outsider – a
has-been who lacked the training and expertise to be brought into such a
role. That was their feeling. As a result, I was ridiculed and harassed
when I was brought back into their world.
Tensions mounted as they continued to look for flaws and see me as
unworthy of the role I was given. I suppose it is human nature to look
for character defects in others, particularly if they have been given
some position of authority – whether they wanted the job or not.
In order to fully understand the background of all my experiences, it
is necessary to read previous articles on this site and / or to watch
the
Cosmic Disclosure series.
I had found myself in an awkward position in recent weeks after I
had some meetings with the SSP Alliance Council that became very heated
and personal.
They told me, flat out, that they did not want me to be involved in
future delegation meetings -- and that Gonzales had proved to be far
more adept as a diplomat than I had.
Furthermore, I had upset some of the Super Federation members by
providing detailed information about some of them at our most recent
Gaiam TV recording of
Cosmic Disclosure,
which hasn’t even aired yet. It was made pretty clear that they were
trying to force me out of the position I was in, and have Gonzales take
my place.
Recently, the Sphere Being Alliance indicated that they would not
honor the SSP Alliance Council and the Super Federation Council’s
requests that I be replaced. This led to a meeting with explosive
tension where I really lost my cool, as did they. There was yelling,
aggression and cursing. I am by no means spiritually superior, and this
has been as stressful on me as it has on them.
We had a couple of meetings after this first explosive one where
things settled down, and we exchanged mutual apologies. Ultimately we
all want the same thing – to free humanity, and our entire solar system,
from the rule of these corrupt secret earth government syndicates, and
the highly evil groups that have been controlling them.
As a group, the SSP has now been sharing ideas and guidance to help
shape my own future, as well as that of humanity as a whole, in a more
constructive manner. I am simply the first of many insiders who will be
coming forward and revealing the full scope of what has gone on for so
long.
As I have said before, the NSA held a vast treasure-trove of SSP
documents for blackmail purposes. Snowden captured all of this data in
his epic hack. The encryption was only very recently broken.
Once the public is aware and angry enough to hear the truth, such as
in the aftermath of a highly upsetting economic collapse, this
documentation will be released in a vast data dump. And it will utterly
transform reality as we know it in a matter of days.
The AD or “After Disclosure” society will be so radically different
that every film, every TV show, every blog, every YouTube video, every
book, every article, everything from before the event will be as antique
and quaint as a black-and-white silent film with a scratchy, bouncy
piano soundtrack.
We will realize the awesome scope of deception that worked against us
for not hundreds, but literally thousands of years. It will be a time
of grief and healing as we are forced to accept the truth of our past,
and direct our attention towards co-creating a much bigger and brighter
future.
In these same meetings, I found out that Gonzales had attended a
couple of Super Federation conferences without my knowledge. He had also
attended a newly formed council of Ancient Earth Breakaway
Civilizations.
I was aware that advanced civilizations had come and gone from
Earth’s surface in our distant past. They used their own advanced
technology to terraform vast pockets inside the earth with all the
comforts of home. This provided them with a protective barrier against
whatever enemies, both natural and extraterrestrial, threatened them on
the surface – including cataclysmic natural disasters.
In my time at the SSP, I had access to “smart-glass pads” that were
similar to an Ipad, which revealed some of the civilizations living and
warring inside the earth. Some of them were more humanlike and familiar,
whereas certain others were reptilian. One particularly nasty race was
called the Raptors, and had hideous reptilian features as well as a
scrawny plume of feathers running down their backs.
This Ancient Earth council, by comparison, was comprised of the more
humanlike groups. They were aware of some of the other opposing
factions, but were not in alliance with them. The humanlike groups
decided to sort out their differences with one another out of necessity
after a rise in conflicts with various other subterranean groups.
I was informed that I would be attending meetings with this Ancient
Earth council in the near future. This very much excited and intrigued
my curiosity. At the same time, these meetings have brought me face to
face with highly negative groups, including the Draco “White Royal”, so I
always have a certain sense of dread when facing any new experiences of
this type.
Not long after I found out I would be meeting this unforeseen new
group, I was contacted and given a date and time for when it would
happen. I was given no other information about the groups I would meet
or what to expect, which I have started to become accustomed to.
On the date of the meeting I expected to travel via a blue orb,
as I would normally do for any meeting. This is not how SSP people
usually travel by any means. It is a portal system used by the Sphere
Alliance that seems to involve the use of a living, conscious being –
the blue orb – as the facilitator of a nearly instantaneous journey to
wherever I need to go.
I made sure I was up and out of bed at the proper time, in the middle
of the night. I expected to experience the travel procedure that has
now become a normal occurrence. Ten minutes passed and nothing had
happened. I walked into my living room.
I stood in the living room for a few more minutes and nothing
happened. There have been times in the past where meetings were
scheduled and they just never occurred, and only later would I find out
there had been interference or problems that necessitated their delay.
I decided that since I was already awake, and the meeting was not
going to happen, I would get on the computer and catch up on emails and
Facebook posts.
I was standing at the foot of my couch when there was a bright
flash of light. I felt a strange static electrical sensation for a
moment and then noticed I was not in my house any longer. My eyes were a
bit blurry, both from it being very early morning and from the
unexpected flash of light.
I found myself in a very large and perfectly polished granite room that was round, with a domed ceiling.
There were two men in beautiful silk robes and silk fabric sandals
standing there. They were standing on either side of an arched doorway.
There were similar doorways on all four sides of the room with two men
standing sentry. Each of the two men looked slightly different in
ethnicity and build. Each man was also wearing a large gold pendant with
a different symbol on it.
I stood there and looked from door to door. None of the men
acknowledged me or acted as if they even noticed that I had just
appeared out of nowhere in the room with them.
I stood there silently, not knowing whether to call out to them and
ask any questions. I once again found myself in a situation with no
preparation or intelligence on what to expect or how to engage those
that I encountered.
Soon afterwards, I heard the sounds of people coming down what
sounded like a corridor in the direction of one of the doors. I then saw
five figures emerge from the doorway and head in my direction. They all
removed their hoods at the same time as they approached me.
I immediately saw Gonzales walking behind a rather tall and beautiful
woman with white hair. She had narrow facial features and large blue
eyes. She appeared to be around thirty years of age.
Gonzales had a smirk on his face. I immediately knew it was because
the roles were reversed and he had me at a disadvantage. It is very
common for soldiers thrown into extreme circumstances to have a
buddy-buddy relationship that can involve sarcastic ribbing of each
other to help dissipate the tension.
In the past, I had been the focal-point and he was feeling a bit
confused and kept in the dark. Now the tables had turned. I was in the
same uncomfortable position Gonzales had been in before.
The group stopped about 20 feet away from me. Gonzales conversed with them and then approached me alone.
The woman and two others turned and left the way they came. This left
one male, with the same basic features as the woman, standing 20 feet
away from me.
When Gonzales got close enough I reached out to shake his hand. He put both his hands up and took a step back.
“We have to get you cleansed and changed first. I don’t want to have to go through the whole process again.”
He then turned and started walking towards the person standing close by, and motioned for me to follow.
I asked him what was going on. He said they are very serious about
their cleansing ceremonies prior to entering the “Womb of Isis”.
I tried not to make a strange face and just followed him.
We walked towards the doorway that he emerged from. As we
entered, I could see there was a symbol etched over the archway with
laser-like precision.
This symbol appeared over all of the doorways in the area we spent our time in. It was two intersecting circles inside an oval.
The door led to a long, smooth corridor that was also carved out of
the same granite-like rock. I could hear the echoing sound of water
running over rocks while in the tunnel-like corridor.
When we had reached what appeared to be the halfway point, there was a
door to the left that led into a brightly-lit room where the sound of
water was coming from.
This door had an eight-pointed star on each side. There was a gold
star on the left side and a red one on the right. The gold star was
slightly larger and positioned a bit higher than the red star.
The man that was walking behind us stopped at the door and turned his
back to it. We entered in and I saw a beautiful waterfall that was
flowing through a port-like opening in the ceiling.
There were off-white stalactites hanging from the opening, and what
looked like milk-white water pouring down onto a statue of a goddess.
The water then ran off the statue and drained into a pool that the
statue was standing in.
The goddess statue had a visible buildup of mineral deposits. The
surrounding pool had an opening that created another small waterfall,
which drained into a wider pool that was closer to the floor.
After I had taken in the view of the water feature, I looked over at
Gonzales. He told me to remove all of my clothing and place it next to
his -- on a stone pedestal that rose about 3 feet out of the polished
stone floor.
I noticed other pedestals with folded-up garments of different colors
sitting on top of them. There were also what looked like thin gold
crowns or tiaras laying on top of these garments.
I looked at him and told him I had no idea what was going on. I
would really appreciate an explanation, right away, as to why I was
being asked to disrobe. I also wanted to know what other strange
requests I might receive.
Gonzales seemed to be enjoying himself a little too much at my expense, and that didn’t improve my mood.
He then smiled and told me to relax. He stated that these
subterranean groups are very much into Venus and goddess worship, and
that they reference their sanctuaries as being the “womb of the Earth”.
It is holy ground -- and we have to respect their cultural and spiritual
practices.
I was already shivering a little bit from wearing the black
exercise shorts and blue tee shirt in the already cool environment.
Gonzales saw the hesitation on my face. He told me not to be so shy. He
said he would turn around, but that he had to instruct me in the
cleansing process.
He told me that if I was uncomfortable with him seeing me naked, he
would leave the room and send in the other person who watched and guided
him through the process.
I shook my head and took off my clothes, folded and placed them on
the pedestal. I was standing there totally humiliated. Gonzales was
chuckling and trying not to look directly at me.
Right when I thought it couldn’t get any worse, the woman walked in with a folded robe, sandals and towels in her hands.
I exhaled in displeasure and glared at Gonzales, who was still enjoying my predicament way too much.
He took a step back so the woman could approach me.
She smiled and handed me the garment and towels. She bowed her
head, turned and bowed her head to Gonzales, and then left the room.
After she had left the room, Gonzales broke out laughing. He walked over, took the items from me and set them down.
He made a joke about how cold it was in the room. He then began
guiding me through the bathing and cleansing process. The water was ice
cold.
After I had dried and placed the robe and sandals on the
pedestal, he told me that I needed to remain quiet and respectful during
this first visit and just observe.
He said that these groups have recently formed this council out of
necessity. Some of them have a very long and complicated history with
each other.
He also told me that these groups had an even more complicated
history with surface civilizations – going back over many thousands of
years. I was informed that they do not have the most positive view of
us.
He further stated that these groups often come across as elitist and
prejudiced against the surface population, and that I needed to keep my
opinions on the matter to myself.
I was trying not to let my ego be a factor in the equation.
Nonetheless, I was feeling a little frazzled after the public bath,
being laughed at and then having Gonzales worry I was going to speak out
of turn as I did at a previous meeting when there was a veiled threat
against my family. This was in the Committee of 200 meeting that took
place at the castle, detailed in earlier posts on this site.
I know Gonzales meant no harm and this was a part of his personality,
but it was still a little soon. Some wounds were still fresh from the
previous couple of meetings I had with the SSP Alliance Council, when
things had gotten pretty heated.
I took a deep breath and cleared my mind of the prior emotional
baggage, so that it would not be detected by our current hosts, who had
greater intuitive abilities than any average human like us. I told
Gonzales I understood, and was ready if he didn’t have anything else to
add.
He then picked up on how frazzled I had been, and looked a bit
concerned. He looked at me, tilted his head and started to say
something.
Right then, the woman and three men walked a few paces into the
room. They bowed their heads and looked at us. Gonzales then turned and
walked towards them, motioning once again for me to follow him.
A few feet before we reached the others, they turned and walked out
the door ahead of us. They turned left, and then continued on down the
corridor.
The corridor then began to angle down and curve to the right, where
it then widened into a rectangular room with tall ceiling. A larger door
was directly ahead.
I then wondered to myself where all of the light was coming from. The
corridor and rooms were well lit, but I had not seen any source for the
lighting.
We stopped in the room and no one was speaking. I was looking
around for the light source when the woman turned and spoke to me. Her
voice had an accent I have never heard before.
In English, she said “the visible light is created by frequency.”
I was surprised and looked at her, but before I could say anything in
response, another woman walked through the large door. She was wearing
the same white silk robe, and was wearing the hood over the top of her
head.
She looked at each of us, making eye contact with us one by one. Then
she turned and went back out through the doorway without saying a word.
Somehow I knew immediately to put my hood on, as did everyone else.
We walked through the door and then down a curved stone staircase, one
level down. The stairs angled to the left. At the bottom, there was
another doorway with the same symbol over the arch.
We began to file through the door and into the room, two by two.
There were people in the same robes sitting around an oval table.
Other people were standing and sitting on stone benches, and they also
wore the same robes.
I then began to notice that every person was wearing a pendant. The
pendants were often different in appearance, and had various symbols on
them.
I realized that these were the symbols of their groups. I noticed a
few of them touching and tapping their pendants. They would then look
down at what could only be described as holograms.
These pendants were not just a jewelry that represented their civilization or group. They were also a technology.
As Gonzales and I were being shown our seat at the front of the room, I got a good look at the stone table.
It had a large, golden eight-pointed star in the center, with a
smaller eight-pointed red gem star to the bottom right of the gold star
-- from our perspective.
The people who had guided us to this point seemed to be the hosts of
the meeting. They were all wearing pendants that appeared to feature a
stylized image of Saturn, including the rings.
Each of these pendants had a single jewel that was placed at a different location on the surface of the planet.
Gonzales later told me that the location of and type of gem
represented where their particular region was located under the Earth.
Jade Stone
Black Stone
Rose Colored Jewel
One of the people with the Saturn pendants that had a rose colored gem at the bottom stood up from the table.
He introduced Gonzales and myself, as well as the names, designations and group names of those around the table and in the room.
As each person was introduced, they removed their hood.
Gonzales has asked that I withhold these names, designations and
group names for a few reasons. The main reason is that he wanted to
maintain their trust. He didn’t want a repeat of upsetting anyone, as
happened recently when I went into detail about the types of
non-terrestrials that attend the Super-Federation Conference.
This caused some of these Super-Federation members to request that
Gonzales take my place at future meetings, a request that was denied.
I was never told not to share this information, but it was thrown
in my face later during a meeting with the SSP Alliance Council as one
of the reasons they wanted Gonzales to be the delegate and not me.
I have never had a problem admitting that Gonzales is more of a diplomat and a better public speaker than I am.
That decision, however, was not up to the SSP Alliance Council,
Gonzales or myself -- unless I had turned down the invitation in the
beginning.
I will share the symbols that were on the pendants of those in
attendance at this meeting. When I got back home, I drew all of the
symbols on a piece of paper and emailed it to my web administrator, who
is also pretty good at rendering graphics.
From that sheet of paper, he created or found the images in this
report, which are an excellent representation of what we saw on the
pendants of these various subterranean groups.
These different people were obviously human, but they appeared ethnically different than anyone you would see on the surface.
There were people with stocky builds, African features and bronze
skin. There were also people who appeared Asian and Indian, with
different skin tones, including a very pale blue, and body types not
normally associated with those ethnic groups on the surface.
There was a group that appeared very Mediterranean. There was a group
that looked very much like a normal Caucasian from the earth’s surface.
There were also the tall thin and pale people with white, blond, black
and brown hair that were hosting this event.
The Mayan ancient breakaway civilization I have described in previous reports was not present at this meeting.
Within the group that wore the Saturn pendants, there were also
people that looked similar, yet had slightly different body types.
In addition to the Saturn symbols, there was also a silver star, a
gold “curved” swastika (though this was not a NAZI breakaway group,) an
Omega symbol with an eight-pointed gold star in the center, and a symbol
that looked like an hourglass. This may have been a stylized
representation of the constellation of Orion.
I must admit that seeing that swastika symbol, along with some of
their other terms and symbol sets, was unsettling enough that I almost
buried this entire report. I am by no means anti-Semitic, and neither
were any of these groups – though they seem to view all of us on the
surface with varying degrees of disdain.
When I mentioned the swastika to
David Wilcock,
he shared with me that the Germans co-opted this symbol after seeing it
featured in a mind-blowing lecture by Gurdjeff in the early 20th
century.
Gurdjeff revealed the astonishing prevalence of this same symbol from
cultures all over the earth – the Hindus, the Hopis, the Japanese, the
Eskimos, the Greeks, the Romans, you name it -- on every continent
except Antarctica.
This was one of the main symbols that their “gods” gave them to
represent themselves. Gurdjeff saw it as obvious proof of an advanced,
worldwide intelligent civilization, which attracted the Germans to it.
Gurdjeff was likely drawing off of a highly-contentious Yale University study from 1898 [
http://www.richardcassaro.com/tag/1898-yale-university-study]
that was later banned as the Nazis rose to power. Widespread attempts
were made to sanitize this study from the academic record, though it
still survives.
After the person at the table had made the introductions, I
realized that seven different groups were being represented -- even
though three of them were obviously allied or genetically related.
Each group was made up of three representatives. The room we were in
was repeatedly referred to as “The Womb of Isis.” I found out later that
this was a temple complex reserved for spiritual and political events.
Most of the groups were made up of one or two women, except the group
with the eight-pointed star symbol inside the Greek Omega character,
which was made up entirely of men.
The obvious leader of this group made reference to the “Prince of
Venus, the Morning Star and the Bearer of Light” several times. This was
deeply unsettling to me because of obvious association of Lucifer with
these terms.
I picked up on the energy of the other groups, and they all seemed
very uncomfortable with this particular group, which was not surprising.
One of the other groups has a well-known and powerful fleet of craft
that the secret space programs have developed a healthy respect for --
and I recognized them and their symbol immediately.
rest the of the article here:
http://spherebeingalliance.com/blog/ancient-earth-break-away-civilization-subterranean-council-meeting-ssp-alliance-debrief-part-1.html
Some may be interested to know that I do an audio/video interview
today with Sean Stone from Buzzsaw News. Sean believes it will air next
Friday 10/23 on their website http://thelip.tv/show/buzzsaw/. After my extremely busy trip to Gaiam TV, where we shot 20 episodes of Cosmic Disclosure
and an episode for a new project that one of our producers started my
wife and I flew home to recover from exhaustion and a stomach bug we
picked up in Boulder Colorado.
