From the Research of Brad and Sherry
A Strange Encounter with
By Brad Steiger
Around 1967, I began to receive strange telephone
calls from individuals who termed themselves non-Terrans, a basically
benevolent group of extraterrestrials, who had been living among us for
about 8,000 years. When, around 5,000 years ago they realized that we,
their Terran cousins, were at that time simply too barbaric and
primitive to receive any kind of meaningful instruction, they retreated
to bases underground or at the bottoms of the oceans. Since that time,
they emerge from time to time to chart our basic progress, and they
asked me to consider all the many legends that tell of gods and
enchanted creatures rising up out of the sea to communicate moral
lessons, religious principles, economic truths, or technological
insights to astonished human beings. On occasion, one of these alleged
non-Terrans would introduce himself or herself to me after one of my
lectures or seminars. The only physically distinguishing characteristics
that I noted among these individuals were peculiarly large and slightly
almond shaped eyes, most frequently blue-green in color, a very thin
body build, mostly reddish or blondish hair, and while the males were
around medium height, the females appeared taller and somewhat masculine
In 1969, when I was living in Chicago, I received a
telephone call from an executive in a large advertising agency who asked
me to appear as a consultant at a meeting of an executive from a major
airline, some investment counselors, a psychologist, some pilots, and a
group of people who claimed to be extraterrestrials or non-Terrans. The
non-Terrans claimed that they were now willing to share a number of
things that we Terrans could use: A powder that transformed common tap
water into smokeless, nonpollutant, no-knock fuel, and a liquid that
would totally fireproof any surface upon which it had been sprayed. The
advertising executive wanted me to advise him and his friends just who
the hell these "people" were.
For the first meeting I asked my friend Glenn, a
former private detective, to accompany me--along with a hidden tape
recorder. We met in a private home not far from O'Hare Airfield. There
were three principals: Ray, the advertising executive whom I had met
before, was a former jet pilot who had chased UFO's in Korea and had
been on their trail ever since. Bill, an executive with a major airline,
who was dedicated to solving the UFO enigma and able to travel anywhere
at a moment's notice to investigate any UFO report firsthand. And there
was Salvatore--a non-Terran, a UFO navigator who appeared to be in his
late 50s in terms of Earth-years, who had been chosen to negotiate with
us Terrans for the fuel base and the fireproofing solution.
The evening went fast and was extremely confusing.
From the outset, one of the non-Terrans, a tall redheaded woman with
very strange, staring eyes, was hostile to me, complaining that in one
of my books I had said that some UFO's may not have the most friendly of
intentions. And I was never really introduced to a number of other
individuals who, apparently, were the investment counselors, the
psychologist, the pilots, and other assorted non-Terrans. To make
matters more confusing, in spite of his practiced efforts to get crucial
information on tape, Glenn's hidden recorder later reproduced only some
unintelligible voices that sounded like Donald Duck singing in the
In subsequent meetings with Salvatore, however, we
soon determined that he was not really a non-Terran, but a good old
Terran just like us. However, he had been trained by a German scientist
who had worked closely with the non-Terrans. And this was the best part
of the story: Toward the end of World War I, Dr. Rhinelander (as we
shall call him) was contacted by a group of non-Terrans and told that he
would be given the plans and assistance to build marvelous aerial craft
that would run on a propulsion system totally unknown to the earth
scienceof the day. If he wished to receive this information, he must
form a group of scientific disciples and immigrate to a certain
coal-mining community in the Midwest, U.S.A. Dr. Rhinelander agreed, and
as soon as possible after the signing of the Armistice, the Germans
immigrated to the designated area. It was important to be near these
nearly played-out mines, Dr. Rhinelander was told, because the fuel he
would need for the crafts would be made from a by-product of
Dr. Rhinelander and his fellow scientists
established themselves in the community, beginning their day when the
last whistle sounded in the mines. While the other miners trudged for
the bars, home, supper, and bed, the scientists entered their
laboratories and set about to fulfill the time schedule that had been
set for them by their mysterious benefactors. Eventually, through the
apparently unlimited funds provided by the non-Terrans, Dr. Rhinelander
was able to buy up old mines to convert into spacious laboratories and
to employ large numbers of the indigenous community.
Salvatore told us that those who wished to work for
Dr. Rhinelander had first to pass a rigorous physical examination and a
tortuous, maddening psychological examination. If one were accepted, he
was given a special diet and was required to submit to a regular testing
of his blood, "to see if it stayed right."
Salvatore served his apprenticeship as a
"checker"--a very simple job. One had only to receive a name and an
address and go to that place and "check" to see if that person was doing
what he was supposed to be doing. For example, the computer might say
that a certain man was supposed to be living in Orlando, Florida, and
was supposed to be a research chemist. A checker would then be
dispatched to Orlando to see if that fellow was employed as a research
chemist or if he had "erred" and pursued another walk of life. Salvatore
admitted that I was on the checkers lists and that they had been
checking on me since I was a child to see if I were following the
program that had been established for me. Naturally, as one who believes
in free will, I did not receive such an allegation with
After a few years as a "checker," Salvatore was
allowed to enter the laboratories where Dr. Rhinelander and his crew
were assembling the first aerial craft, which to Salvatore's
unsophisticated eye appeared as impractically shaped as upside-down
saucers. But soon the diligent Salvatore was working closely with Dr.
Rhinelander and falling in love with the scientist's lovely and
brilliant daughter. Dr. Rhinelander had such confidence in his
daughter's ability that he permitted her to captain the maiden flight of
the aerial craft that had been designed according to their tutors'
specifications. That was when tragedy first struck.
Although the takeoff was accomplished without
incident, the craft was no sooner free of the Earth's atmosphere when a
similar but larger vehicle appeared and literally "caught" the ship
piloted by Ms. Rhinelander within its metallic structure.
The alarmed and confused German scientists were then
informed that other non-Terrans had objected to the intervention of Dr.
Rhinelander's benefactors. They were not eager for Homo sapiens to have
the secrets of interstellar travel. In fact, they would seek to delay
humankind's leap to other worlds as long as possible.
In spite of this interference by a hostile
extraterrestrial group, Dr. Rhinelander became determined to master
space travel and to negotiate for the return of his daughter. According
to Salvatore, two more vehicles were lost to the opposing factor of
non-Terrans before the Germans perfected a means of avoiding capture.
Dr. Rhinelander's daughter and the other crew members were never
returned, although the Terrans were assured that these people were being
well cared for on another world.
Dr. Rhinelander had finally accomplished space
travel in the 1930's, but it seemed to matter little. He grieved over
the loss of his daughter and became diverted from his work.
Concurrently, the unlimited financial funding that they had enjoyed
seemed to be curtailed. Chaos began to permeate their once splendid
structure of efficient order. At the time of Dr. Rhinelander's death,
the group was approaching poverty, and even though they were still in
close contact with the non-Terrans in their underwater bases, the
scientists had little inclination to attempt more than an occasional
foray into the night skies with their two surviving craft.
And now the nervous Salvatore, a small, plump,
perpetually talking man, wished to sell the formulas to the nonpollutant
fuel--which, he pointed out, Earth certainly needed now--and the
fireproofer, which humankind always needed in their combustionable
But was he authorized to sell these formulas?
Salvatore always answered yes, but in each of our various meetings he
had the disconcerting habit of always looking over his shoulder--or
ours--as if someone lurked unseen in the shadows. He explained that the
group was now poor, and the few survivors had authorized him to seek a
high bidder for their scientific breakthroughs.
Did the fuel work? Yes, Ray said. He had used it in
his lawnmower all summer with good results. An attorney used it in his
Lincoln Continental for several months, and he had been told by
mechanics that the motor was in excellent condition.
A jarful was mixed and handed around the room. There
seemed to be little odor. Glenn dipped in a finger and touched it to his
tongue. Little taste--maybe a bit like kerosene. We poured a bit out and
touched a match to it. Instantly it poofed into smokeless
Did the fireproofer work? We were informed that a
demonstration had been arranged at a nearby airfield. A mixture of oil
and gasoline consuming an old fuselage had been extinguished within
seconds with but one squirt from a fire extinguisher filled with the
Ray felt he could get backers to raise the money the
group was asking for the formulas. But in my opinion, he was about to
enter some of the most maddening squares on the Reality Game. "I doubt
if it will ever happen," I warned him. "Should you get the backers, I
doubt you'll ever get together with Salvatore. And I hope you're secure
in your job. In the past people who have tried to join forces with these
characters have often ended up discredited. Scientists have been
promised the Nobel prize and have been awarded nothing but the
humiliation of being bounced out of the university with their tenure
torn to shreds."
I went along on a midnight meeting in some seedy bar
where we were to rendezvous with Salvatore. It rained so hard that night
that it must have kept even UFO's out of the sky, because Salvatore did
not show to deliver the formulas. I turned down the opportunity to come
along for the next "for sure" transfer, and I was hardly surprised when
Ray told me that Salvatore had not shown on that occasion,
In my opinion, a mischievous "whoever" was playing
the old keepaway game. It became increasingly obvious to me that even
though Salvatore may have been present at some decidedly remarkable
happenings, he was no more authorized to sell those ostensibly fabulous
formulas than he was to sell a piece of the moon. Salvatore was, in my
opinion, a nervous little automaton, a puppet that jumped when an
undisclosed someone pulled the strings.
Speaking of the moon, it was not long before Ray
found himself confronted by attractive young women who claimed they were
non-Terrans who had gone to school on Earths satellite. Ray telephoned
me and appealed for help. He said that the women could answer any
technological question that he, a former Air Force jet pilot, could
throw at them without hesitation. I reminded him that I had already
announced my decision to "pass" this aspect of the Reality Game, but
since Ray was a good friend, it was difficult to deny his pleas. I met
him for lunch in a downtown restaurant when I was doing a guest shot on
local ABC television's Chicago Show. An excited Ray told me that
he had taken one of the Moon Maids for dinner a couple of nights before
in an attempt to ply her with enough alcoholic beverages to loosen her
tongue. She had put away a dozen double martinis without slurring a
syllable, without contradicting any previously disclosed aspect of her
story, and without once excusing herself to go to the ladies' room.
The Moon Maids invulnerability to the effects of
strong alcoholic drink reminded me of a confidential disclosure made to
me by another UFO researcher who said that a non-Terran had entered his
apartment one night and drank a bottle of bleach kept under the sink as
proof that such chemicals did not affect their internal systems. Ray
kept in touch for quite some time, and he proved to possess a rare
degree of determination. He told me of a number of midnight meetings,
which the other parties never kept. On occasion, he was "tailed" by
three dark men in dark automobiles, who proved to be unshakable. But he
never managed to track down those magical formulas.
I remained on the non-Terrans alleged "check list."
I do not really know if these non-Terrans who have contacted me from
time to time are precisely who they claim to be or whether they are some
very real Terran jokesters. Some of them, like Salvatore, seem to be the
manipulated subjects of some invisible puppeteer. I suspect that our
opponents in the Reality Game occasionally employ conditioned members of
our own species to pull off their distracting pranks, and then, later,
some normal Homo sapiens imitate these Trickster devices through
hoaxes--thereby royally confusing the whole issue. This is one of the
real paradoxes of the whole UFO mystery. The attitude of the UFOnauts,
the Visitors, the Other, toward us seems ambivalent at best. I have
learned that it is best to play their game with extreme caution and to
attempt to remain as centered, focused, and balanced as possible. To
enter their dimension, is to enter a version of our world where nothing
is as it seems.
The above account has been adapted from my
Mysteries of Time and Space in which I describe
many more encounters with the Tricksters, the Men in Black, and other
assorted cosmic opponents who challenge us to play what I have come to
call, The Reality Game. If we can once apprehend the true significance
of the preposterous clues, if we can but master the proper moves, we may
obtain a clearer picture of our true role in the cosmic scheme of
things. The rules of the Reality Game are confusing, extremely flexible,
and difficult to define, but play we must--for it is the only game in
and how to avoid
Posted:7:53 PM (Manila Time) | October 22,
Inquirer News Service
- IF sexual harassment is defined as "unwelcome
attention," then possession may be defined as "unwelcome intrusion
of interference by a spirit into one's thoughts, will and/or
Anyone can be a victim of evil spirits or
demonic possession. Even very religious and prayerful persons have
been known to be possessed.
Modern western psychology and psychiatry do not
consider demonic possession to be a clinical reality. However, more
enlightened practitioners and researchers now feel that certain
types of psychosis (such as schizophrenia), or any sudden or radical
change in behavior, can be signs of spirit possession.
What kinds of spirits do this? Why do they
possess the living? What is their purpose?
This is how Brad Steiger, a well-known prolific
American psychic researcher and author explains it:
"Current modalities of the universe maintain
that energy can never be destroyed. Therefore, it is reasoned, even
though we may discard our bodies at death, the Soul energy that we
have created during our lifetime exists even after we have died. At
death, this psychic energy force separates itself from the body and
begins a new existence on the spirit level.
"A number of parapsychologists have declared
that there may be very little difference between the two worlds. The
electromagnetic structure of the soul continues to have the same
habits, thoughts, memories, feelings and flaws as existing in the
"Thus, if a person has spent his entire
existence in pursuit of pleasure, the psychic soul personality will
experience the same mediumistic drives after death. He will attempt
to return to all his old, pleasurable places.
"Think of the tremendous, unresolved shock when
someone dies unexpectedly and enters the spirit world. And if there
were additional negative factors, such as a feud left unsettled, an
old score left unpaid, an argument left unresolved, then that spirit
might hunger to return to the physical world and obtain
Such a negative and earthbound spirit may seek
to attach itself to a susceptible person and make him or her do
things unnatural to and against his or her will. Such spirits become
Signs of spirit possession
Any or a combination of the following behavior
pattern is indicative of spirit or demonic possession:
1. Hearing voices directing the person to
perform acts he may not have considered doing.
2. He or she will frequently see or sense the
image of the possessing spirit as it existed in its physical
3. The victim may blackout or faint without
knowing what transpired during that time.
4. Sometimes, in the midst of a conversation, he
may have a mental block and act in a trance-like manner.
5. He may be observed talking or walking
differently or acting in a strange, irrational manner.
6. He may act in a way he has never done before.
His friends may see him as a totally different person.
7. In a worst scenario, the possession may reach
a climax where the person may commit a crime, some violent or
anti-social act and even suicide.
8. He or she may speak in tongues, and perform
lewd acts and avoid religious objects (like a crucifix, rosary,
According to another researcher, clinical
psychologist Edith Fiore, over 50 percent of those confined in
mental hospitals in the United States are not insane but victims of
spirit possession. I wonder what would be the estimated percentage
in Philippine hospitals. Considering our people's greater
sensitivity to spirit forces and poor diagnostic procedures, perhaps
the percentage of possessed individuals confined in mental hospitals
here is greater.
1. Have a positive, cheerful attitude. Since on
the mental and spirit plane "like attracts like," a positive
attitude will attract positive and benign spirits to you.
2. Maintain harmony and balance in your mind,
body and spirit. Keep your emotional side especially in check and
not prone to outbursts of anger.
3. Avoid being in the company of highly negative
people or going to negative places. Negative individuals can sap
your energy and drain you, thereby making spirit possession easier.
The same in places with negative or earthbound spirits, for example,
hospitals, cemeteries, wakes or haunted houses.
4. Remember you have free will. You are the
master of your own life and destiny. Do not allow another entity to
conquer or over-power your will. Remember even God respects our will
and will not do anything to go against it. Only evil spirits try to
overpower our will. Do not succumb to such attempts. Assert your
will over any other entity and command it to "Begone!"
5. Carry protective or sacred objects with you.
If you are a Christian, you may carry with you some powerful
religious objects that you believe in. For example, St. Benedict's
medal, which was specially charged or blessed by an authorized
Benedictine Priest, can help protect you against demonic possession.
If you believe in quartz crystals or amulets, have one specially
blessed or charged by a competent person to protect you.
6. Practice discernment. If an evil spirit is
present, you can sense this. Your body will react in a different way
compared to the presence of a good spirit. Learn to distinguish
them. Discernment is one of the gifts of the Holy Spirit according
to St. Paul.
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Miracles of a Mother's
- Mothers are probably the most psychic people on
Earth, and it is likely that their extraordinary powers come from
the mother/child bond. In our opinion, a mother's love is the
mightiest power on the planet--it can turn an ordinary woman into a
miracle worker. Take these three stories from the S Files as
At 2:00 a.m. on the morning of July 17, 1987,
Nada Moresco, 48, opened her eyes to glimpse a shadowy form
resembling her daughter, Kathleen.
"Mom, I need your help," the apparition
Twenty-two-year-old Kathleen lived ten miles
away. Nada tried to phone her, but the line was busy.
Sensing tragedy, Nada got dressed and drove over
to her daughter's apartment. Here, to her horror, she discovered
Kathleen lying on her back in a pool of blood. It was apparent that
she had fallen off a ladder while redecorating and smashed her head
against the edge of the coffee table.
While recovering at the hospital, Kathleen said
that as she was falling she called out: "Mom, I need your
The time was 2:00 a.m.--and Nada telepathically
heard her daughter's cry for help over ten miles
On the afternoon of July 28, 1927, Blanche
Weidmuller took her daughter, Mary, down to Lake Michigan for a ride
on the Favorite, a double-decker ferry. As they walked along
the pier toward the boat, Blanche suddenly had a premonition of
disaster. So, before reaching the vessel, she took her daughter
aboard a smaller boat, instead.
After they returned home that evening, they
heard the shouts of newsboys announcing an extra edition of the
paper. The banner headline reported that 25 had drowned aboard the
Favorite earlier in the day when a sudden squall had capsized
In April 1936, Arthur Finnegan of Camden, NJ was
five years old, lying in a hospital bed, recovering from a
He had just regained consciousness when a woman
whispered: "Arthur, it's your mother to see you."
He looked up at the foot of his bed, but he was
puzzled. The woman who stood there was a stranger to him. And then
Years later, the woman he knew as his mother
confessed that she was really his stepmother--his real mother had
been killed in an automobile accident a few months after his birth.
When Arthur was shown a photograph of his real mother, he
immediately recognized her as the woman who had appeared at the foot
of his hospital bed.
Moms! Have you experienced a remarkable
psychic linkup with your child? Kids of all ages! Has your mother
worked a miracle in your life?
If so, we would like to hear about it. We
are currently working on a book entitled, Miracles of
a Mother's Love, and we would very
much like to hear your
She Talked with a Priest--100 Years
- Anita Stapleton had wondered many times
whether there really was life after death. Then one night, the
ghost of a priest unexpectedly appeared before her and gave her
The ghostly being provided her with details of
his life on earth more than a century earlier...and she was able
to prove that the priest had, in fact, lived.
Here, in her own words, is the very convincing
story that she told us:
The day had been a normal one for me in my
home in Labrador,Australia. I had gone about my daily
chores, watched television in the evening, and finally went
to bed, while my husband was still watching the late movie
The bedroom was not dark, because the bright
light of a full moon fell through the window.
I had just lain down, ready to go to sleep,
when I suddenly noticed that I was not alone.
Right in front of the wardrobe, and looking
directly at me, was a middle-aged man, dressed like a
I rubbed my eyes and pinched my arms to make
sure that I was fully awake.
The priest was still standing there, looking
at me. He was a frail man with hollow cheeks. His face
showed traces of a hard life and illness.
He looked so real, not like a ghost. I was not
a bit scared, because he radiated vibrations of utter
"Hello, Father," I said. "God bless
"And God bless you, my child," the priest
He was well-spoken, his voice soft. His
English accent was not hard to distinguish.
After stressing that there is survival after
death, he told me that he was Fredrick William Faber and
that he had lived in England from 1814 to 1863.
When I remarked that at the time of his
passing he was only 49 years old, he confirmed this and
added that he had died of a kidney disease.
After talking about religious matters for a
few more minutes, he bade me farewell and
The incident troubled me for days. How could I
ever find out the truth?
Then my husband reminded me of Somerset House
in London, where a record of every person born and decased
in Britain is kept. However,he did not know how far back
these records went. Father Faber--if indeed he had
existed--had been dead for over 100 years.
I did not wish to make a fool of myself in
case the whole thing was a hallucination. However, after
hesitating for a few days, I took the plunge and wrote to
Somerset House requesting a search.
Two weeks later, when the answer arrived from
Somerset House, I almost fainted. Included with their letter
was the copy of a death certificate.
It stated that Fredrick Will Faber's death had
occurred on September 26, 1863, that he had been 49 at the
time of his death and had been a doctor of divinity in
Brompton, County of Middlesex. The cause of his death was
stated as kidney disease.
The official document in my hands confirmed
what the apparition had told me. An authority such as
Somerset House would not send a fictitious document halfway
around the world to back up someone's hallucination. To the
best of my knowledge, Father Faber had not been so
well-known that books would have been written about him
which I might have read and forgotten about. As much as I rack
my brain, I cannot find a logical explanation.
But now I know for sure that there is life
after death. To me, it has been proved beyond a shadow of a
Has life after death been proved to you
"beyond a shadow of a doubt"? Let us hear about your proof of
- It seems that wherever we go these days, we
hear people talking about Time and expressing their feelings that
the days, weeks, months, and years are moving along at a faster
pace. Time is speeding up, seems to be a common consensus.
Is there some reason why we are feeling this
alleged acceleration of time? Is it due to our fast-paced society
and the stress and pressures of the contemporary world? Or is Time
truly speeding up?
The following selection from the Steiger
Research Files, the "S" Files, offers another viewpoint regarding
TIME IS FLYING FASTER THAN
The Mystery of
- I first met Col. Arthur J. Burks (U.S. Marine
Corps, Retired), a popular author/lecturer in the metaphysical
field, in February 1972 when we were among the speakers at the
Aquarian Age International Conference in Honolulu. In my research
throughout the U.S. and Canada, I had heard many psychic-sensitives
express their belief that in 1965 "something clicked" whereby
everything advanced and Time suddenly accelerated in pace. One
evening, as Col. Burks and I were discussing related matters, I
asked him his thoughts regarding the increased and accelerated
vibratory rate of time:
Col. Burks: This is a peculiar thing,and I think
a number of people have taken note of it. In February and March,
1965, I began to get little ideas from people who came in for study.
They could come in with the notion that things were moving faster. I
came to the conclusion that about February or March 1965, it was as
if each person in the world had started to take a step forward--and
stepped across a period of years from 1965 to 1995. Since everybody
did it, few people noticed it. And it became evident in the studies
I did for people that even Spirit was taken by surprise.
After a period of time, I found a reading by
Edgar Cayce, who said in 1912 that there would be a collapse of
time, some interference with time, that would cover a period of
years near the end of the century. It seemed to me that these words
of Cayce offered some sort of confirmation on this giant move
Steiger: You're saying, then, that in 1965
everyone took a step into the future.
Col. Burks: Everybody stepped across thirty
years on the spiritual plane. It is confusing, because in spirit
there is no time.
I've noticed another strange thing. When I made
a prediction before 1965, I would be within a couple of days of
being right on target. But now I have discovered--and I hear that
other [psychic-sensitives] have, too--that a prediction will work
out all right, but it will be realized faster than predicted. If I
say something will work out in June, it may happen in February. In
other words, everything seems to be stepped
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