Ancient Days Pt. 1
- From John Winston:
This is what a person was told about what has
has happened on Earth the last 1.35 million
This also explains what happens in the Bermuda
This is from the book "Thiaoouba Prophecy" -
about a direct contact to a superhuman r-ce of
nicelooking giants that happend in 1987 in
Australia - when then 58 year old Michel
suddenly got a thought of leaving bed half past
twelve in the night - then writing a message
to his wife that he would be far away for ten
days. He then left the house and was soon taken
aboard on a big ship......
It took many years before he succeeded in
getting the book out. He says he got special
help from the ETs in remembering the incident
and in the writing of the book.
"Believing is not enough...
You need to KNOW.
I have written this book as the result of
orders received and which I have obeyed.
Further, it is an account of events that
happened to me personally - this I affirm.
I imagine that, to some extent, this
extraordinary story will appear to some
readers as science fiction - a story
entirely invented - but I do not have the
imagination that such a fabrication would
require. This is not science fiction.
The reader of good faith will be able to
recognize the truth in the message I transmit
from my new friends to the people of the
This message, in spite of numerous
references to ra-es and r-ligions, reflects
neither rac-al nor re-igious bias on behalf
of the author.
Michel Desmarquet, January, 1989
They have eyes but they do not see -
ears, and they do not hear...
I awoke suddenly, not knowing how long I
I was completely awake - fresh and alert -
but good G-d, what time could it be? Lina
was sleeping beside me, her fists closed,
but then Lina always sleeps...
I had no desire at all to go back to sleep
and besides, it was possibly already five
in the morning. I got up, made my way to the
kitchen and checked the clock. Only 12.30am!
It was unusual for me to wake up at such
an hour, took off my pyjamas and dressed in
trousers and a shirt, why, I had no idea.
Neither can I explain why I went to my
desk, took a sheet of paper and a biro and
watched myself write, as if my hand had
a mind of its own.
My dear, I'll be away for about ten days.
Absolutely no need to worry.
Leaving the note by the telephone, I
headed through the door and on to the
verandah. I avoided the table on which last
night's chess game remained, with the
white King still in checkmate, and silently
opened the door leading on to the garden.
The night seemed to be suffused with a
strange brightness, which had nothing to do
with the stars. Instinctively, I tried to
recall what phase the moon was currently
in, thinking that perhaps it was about to
rise. Here, in the north-east of Australia
where I live, the nights are generally
I descended the outside stairs and headed
towards the pandanus. Usually, at this
time of night, we would have a veritable
concert from the frogs and crickets whose
chirring sounds fill the night. Now however,
there was a heavy silence and I wondered
I had only walked a few steps when, quite
suddenly, the color of the philodendrons
changed. The wall of the house too, and the
pandanus - all were bathed in a kind of
bluish light. The lawn seemed to undulate
beneath my feet and the ground beneath the
pandanus waved also. The philodendrons
distorted and the wall of the house
resembled a sheet floating in the wind.
-----------here came Michel down the stair
when he was taken away....
Beginning to believe that I was not well,
I decided to return to the house when, at
that precise moment, I felt myself lifted
quite gently from the ground. I rose,
slowly at first, above the philodendrons,
and then quicker, until I saw the house
becoming smaller and smaller below me.
What is happening? I exclaimed in utter
All is well now, Michel.
By then, I believed I was dreaming.
Before me, a human being of impressive
size, dressed in a one-piece suit and
wearing a completely transparent helmet
on her head, was looking at me - friendly
"No, you are not dreaming," she said,
answering the question in my mind.
"Yes," I replied, but it always happens
this way in a dream and in the end you
find you've fallen out of bed and have a
lump on your forehead!" She smiled.
"Further", I continued, "you are speaking
to me in French, my native tongue, and
yet we are in Australia. I do speak
English, you know!"
"So do I".
It has to be a dream - one of those
stupid dreams, moreover. If not though,
what are you doing on my property?
----------- The long-range spaceship
was perfectly spherical, shiny metallic,
80 m diameter, no doors, no holes
whatsoever, levitating when not in
flight. You enter levitating with a
special instrument, through a sort of
piston that opens when you approach.
When inside, you watch the outside using
enormous 3D holographic displays with
unbelievable clarity, color, zoom etc...
Illustration here not from book.
We are not on your property, but above
Ah! It is a nightmare. You see I was
right. I'll pinch myself! I accompanied
the words with the action.
She smiled again. Now are you satisfied,
But if it's not a dream, why am I here
sitting on this rock? Who are those people
over there, dressed in the fashion of the
I was beginning to distinguish, in a
milky light, people talking and at a slight
distance, others moving around.
And you, who are you? Why aren't you
I am a normal size, Michel. On my planet
we are all this size. But everything in
good time, my dear friend. I hope you don't
mind me calling you that? If we aren't
good friends already, I am sure that we
will be soon.
She stood there in front of me, intelligence
reflected in her smiling face and goodness
emanating from her entire being. It would
not be possible to meet anyone with whom I
could feel more at ease.
Of course, you may call me what you wish.
And what is your name?
My name is Thao, but first, I would like
you to know, once and for all, that this
is not a dream. Indeed, it is something
quite different. For certain reasons
which will be explained to you later, you
have been chosen to undertake a journey
which very few Earthlings have made -
particularly in recent times.
We are, you and I, at this moment, in
a universe which is parallel to that of
Earth. In order to admit you, as well as
ourselves, we have made use of an airlock.
At this instant, time has stopped for
you, and you could remain here twenty or
fifty of your Earthly years and then return
as if you hadn't left. Your physical body
would remain absolutely unchanged.
But what are these people doing?
They exist as well as can be expected and,
as you will learn later, the population
density is very low. Death only occurs by
suicide or accident. Time is suspended.
There are men and women, as well as some
animals who are 30 000, 50 000 or even many
more Earth years old.
But why are they here and how did they
come to be here? Where were they born?
On Earth. . . they are all here by
By accident? What do you mean?
It's very simple. You have heard of the
Well, quite simply, in this spot and in
others less well known, this parallel
universe becomes confused with your universe
so that there exists between them a natural
People, animals or even objects finding
themselves in the immediate vicinity of a
warp are literally sucked into it.
Thus, you can have, for example, an
entire fleet of boats disappear in several
seconds. Sometimes a person, or persons,
can pass back into your universe after
several hours, several days or several
years. More often, however, they never
When a man does return and relates his
experience, the vast majority of people
don't believe him - and if he persists, he
is assumed crazy. Most of the time, such
a person recounts nothing at all, realising
how he will appear in the eyes of his peers.
Sometimes too, he returns amnesic, and if
he recovers some memory, it is not of what \
happened in the parallel universe, and
therefore sheds no light on the subject.
There was, Thao continued, a typical
case of this passage into a parallel
universe in North America, where a young
man literally vanished while going to
fetch water from a well which was situated
several hundred meters from his house.
About an hour later, family and friends
set out in search of him and, as there
had been a fresh snowfall of about 20
centimeters, it should have been quite
simple - they had only to follow the
footprints left by the young man. But,
right in the middle of the field - the
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