Selected by Extraterrestrials v2 - William Tompkins
Selected by Extraterrestrials v2 - William Tompkins
Selected by Extraterrestrials v2 - William Tompkins
Extraterrestrials
Volume 2
My life in the top-secret world of UFOs, Think Tanks and Nordic
secretaries
Like I have said before, my Dad, Sherrill Mills Tompkins shown here was
very good with a camera -- he’d taken a lot of photos for his high school
yearbook and so it was no surprise that he became an excellent
photographer. While he was developing movie films at the Universal Movie
Studios in Hollywood, CA, he invented a major improvement in film
processing that prevented film breakage. This was a common problem at
movie theaters in those days. He was so unbelievably brilliant in processing
films that every movie director in Hollywood insisted that he process all
their movie films, and he used this production method to process thousands
of movies. By 1920, the demand for movies to be distributed worldwide
became so great that Dad founded the Standard Film Laboratories near
Santa Monica Boulevard in Hollywood. This massive production laboratory
employed hundreds of technicians and language interpreters to translate
English versions of almost every movie made in Hollywood. These foreign
language versions were then distributed to over a hundred and forty
countries. He not only was the president of the company, but he was also
secretly way above a thirty-third degree Freemason. It was suspected that
what we now call ‘subliminal’ information was inserted into the films as a
type of mind control. He continued to process all the movie industry’s films,
but later, his company underwent a financial takeover, and, for unknown
reasons, he was booted out.
With no money coming in to support what had once been a lavish
lifestyle, our family moved in with my aunt and uncle in Santa Monica, CA.
Their large, two-story home was shared with their three daughters. At the
time, my uncle Harding was head surgeon at the Santa Monica Hospital.
He and my three cousins made many trips to visit the pyramids in Egypt
where their mission was to decode the hieroglyphics. All five of the Harding
family were convinced that deciphering the hieroglyphics would identify the
true builders of the pyramids and prove that they were related to the Star
People from the Orion Nebula. While in Egypt, he arranged with local
historical organizations to have hundreds of documents, photographs and
artifacts shipped to his home. Living with them in their large home
surrounded by Egyptian antiques (except mummies) was a great adventure
and education for me.
My three cousins were also fascinated with what the young Egyptian girls
wore to entice their older male friends. Sometimes they made skimpy
Egyptian princess outfits and ran around the house and then out into their
large backyard with jewel necklaces flying. The cousins had copied them
from photos of teenage Egyptian royalty that were depicted on the walls in
the pyramids. The paintings displayed what must have been a very elegant
Egyptian lifestyle in their elaborate temples.
Dr. Harding’s home was only a few blocks from a high-rise hotel and
beach club which was located on the beach below the Santa Monica
Palisades. Our mothers and all five of us children spent most of the summers
at this club. Instead of wearing bathing suits, we frequently wore different
clothing that the young Egyptians were thought to wear around their
enormous pools, palaces, and gardens.
Dr. Harding, my uncle, constantly talked to my cousin, Virginia,
about the Egyptians drawings in the pyramids showing weird beings, like a
horse with a man’s head and neck. They tried to analyze how the surgery
could be successfully performed and speculated that it was possibly
accomplished by some early civilization. They surmised that the man/horse
might have served on the Egyptian king’s court. Uncle Harding always said
that the experts were simply misinformed that the Sphinx was three-
something thousand years old, but that it was at least fourteen thousand,
possibly twenty-thousand years old. In his opinion, there was absolutely no
possibility that the Egyptian people built the pyramids.
One of the most important problems of Dr. Harding’s pyramid studies
was his huge list of problems. He had 27 pages of problems and several
hundred pages of possible answers to them. All three daughters helped in
analyzing the data and came up with suggestions for answering the many
problems. One of the most puzzling problems was in several of the deep
chambers near the center of the pyramid, where there were several marble
chairs with a bent-back design such that the person who sat in the chair
would be leaning back 45-50 degrees, looking at the chamber ceiling. Yes,
there were hieroglyphics on the walls and ceilings, but the design of these
chairs was most unusual. The builder of the black marble chairs also made
the back of the chair with a lumbar curved type support. And this was seven
to eight thousand years ago! The person who sits in this chair will face the
ceiling and what were they supposed to see?
When my uncle Harding sat in the chair, he made the statement that even the
footrest was extremely comfortable and that it was almost like lying on his
back. He studied everything he could see within 30-40 degrees and could
not determine what he was supposed to be looking at. Some of the other
chambers had the same type of marble chairs looking straight up, about 85
degrees. Now I know what some of you thinkers are going to say: He should
have been looking through the hole in the ceiling which provided him with a
view of the Andromeda Galaxy, as shown in the illustration, nearby.
Obviously, the builders were far more knowledgeable about
astronomy than my uncle understood. But today, we know that somehow
those builders had built the pyramids, drilled holes in the upper side of the
pyramid straight down to the chamber chairs, allowing the observer to study
star arrangements. Unbelievable as this may be, there was some type of
arrangement made by the builders so that rainwater would not drain down
into the chambers through the holes. It’s not certain, but one of the
suggestions has been that the observation holes could have had gases
flowing out continuously.
Two years later, after we moved to a small Hollywood apartment, I
decided to build fifty naval ship models, all on the same scale. On
weekends, my father or uncle would drive my brother and me to the naval
docks in Long Beach, CA, where, along with other visitors, we were taken
out to the ships in large powered naval lifeboats. We climbed on-board the
fleet’s many battleships, cruisers and aircraft carriers that were anchored in
the harbor. Because of the war, cameras were prohibited, but I memorized
the ship’s structure and the new radars that were recently installed. The
ships also had a lot of other secret equipment. At that time, classified
systems onboard the Navy ships were always blocked out in the newspaper
photos by the Navy censors. I recorded flash pictures in my mind of all the
new classified equipment and, on the drive home, I drew rough perspective
sketches. When we got home, I cleaned them up into surprisingly accurate
illustrations. I made detailed drawings from the sketches of the ships and
their weapons, including the location of all the classified radar and anti-
aircraft guns. I even located the landing arresting cables on the aft flight
deck of the aircraft carriers. Then I built miniatures of all the classified
equipment and installed them on my ship models. These models were put on
display in the windows of local department stores like the large downtown
L.A. Broadway store.
The LA Times even interviewed me, saying I had a photographic
memory. They took photos and published the first of hundreds of articles
that appeared worldwide over the next fifty years. My ship model collection
was praised by the Los Angeles County Museum as “One of the finest ship
model collections in the country.” There were over seventy Navy ship
models on display there. Now, remember, there are three hundred and three
models in the entire collection. These models were first built in Hollywood
by an eleven-year-old kid who was fascinated by the probability that other
people were living on planets in orbits around other stars out in our galaxy.
As was covered in my first book, Selected by Extraterrestrials, this
collection of U.S. Naval ship models was extremely precise in detail. They
were evaluated by expert museum curators and Navy Admirals as the most
precise in detail of any collection in the country.
At first, the Navy became very suspicious of me because my models
contained details, such as gun emplacements, that they considered secret,
and suspected that my father might be a spy. Investigators came to the house
and viewed my many models and detailed drawings that I had in my
bedroom. They also interrogated my father but finally decided that he was
not a German spy, after all.
I continued to build naval ship models on the side for fifty more years to
relieve stress from the top-secret aerospace corporate management even
though Naval admirals continually said, “Bill, you can’t do that.”
What is most interesting is that the Navy’s new destroyer, Zumwalt, was a
nearly exact design of a ship model built by me in 1969 as part of a TRW
Think Tank exercise. It was an unsolicited proposal to the top Navy brass
that I conceived during my study of using a naval automated computer and
weapon systems for the Navy’s surface fleet of the future. I used that model
as a tool in my briefing to the Navy, and it is still on display with over
seventy other ship models at the Joe Martin Museum in Carlsbad, CA.
Years earlier, a realization had hit me while I was visiting the Mount
Wilson 100-inch telescope near San Diego, CA. At that time, the
astronomers had established that the Milky Way Galaxy contains millions of
other stars and I felt that they probably have solar systems with planets like
our own. Unlike what the astronomers believed, I was convinced that there
must be billions of other stars and galaxies being formed even as we watch,
some of which could support life far more advanced than ours. I was
convinced that some types of aliens were not only observing our planet but
influencing it too. For some reason, I’ve never accepted that these aliens
were simply watching us. It seemed to me that, for thousands of years, some
of them may have been hostile, interfering, and a threat to our way of life.
Ever since I was that little boy making secret sketches and models of our
Navy’s newest ships, I have had a preoccupation with our galactic
environment.
Dr. John Walter Handen, (my cousin), was Director at the Shell Oil
Research Center, and Dean of Texas A&M in Houston, TX. As boys, my
older brother and I were playing with my cousin John, who at the time was
simulating his concept of a “Juggernaut”, an enormous underground boring
machine that he visualized would drill tunnels deep in the ground in the
U.S., and later all over the planet. While my brother was playing airplanes
and I was building spaceship models, John simulated his Juggernaut using a
round wood table leg as the tunnel boring machine, turning it around like a
corkscrew into the soft dirt in the back yard of his home in Hollywood. He
had made three-view drawings and perspective sketches of his machine
boring deep into the ground to recover exotic minerals. While simulating
this tunnel drilling operation, he visualized his Juggernaut breaking through
the walls of enormous caverns deep underground.
Right away, his Juggernaut operations were attacked by ‘rabbits’ wearing
light gray coveralls. Star People. John called them Borts and he considered
them the ‘enemy’. John had started thinking about the Juggernaut and the
underground Borts people at the age of eight, and this continued throughout
his life. In his mind, these rabbit people were originally from other star’s
planets, but had been living underground in our planet for eons. He believed
the Borts were considerably smarter than us and had created hundreds of
Carlsbad-type caverns into major cities with interconnecting vacuum high-
speed tunnels. While still thinking about them, he entered UCLA to study
geography. After graduating, and over the years, these thoughts carried him
both into the ground of the Earth’s continents and out into our solar system,
even to the planets orbiting the stars out in our galaxy. In his and my mind
there are many other Star People, some friendly and others that were not just
‘bad guys’ but who were at war with each other. We even thought the gray
rabbits were at war with us. We may never know how much influence these
ET’s had on John so that he would dedicate his life to technology and
astrophysics. The son of a railroad worker (my uncle, who was an alcoholic
and died in his early fifties), John accomplished many wonders in his life.
He never once told me that he believed he was telepathically assisted by
aliens, but even so, he always indicated to me that his thought processes
were often influenced by the ‘Borts.’ On many occasions, while staying with
us on his frequent trips to L.A., he was continually comparing our two
professional lives with an almost disbelief that we two had created so many
major breakthroughs in diversified technical fields. These simply were not
justified, particularly my penetration into deep space. Was John’s
subconscious mind somehow exposed to what we now know: that Reptilians
and Grays have been underground on our planet for eons? It is very
interesting that his concepts back then parallel our problems today.
My brother and I rode our bikes out to the beach at Santa Monica nearly
every week in the summer. And unlike what you would think, there were
amateur bathing suit beauty contests every week. They were held on a
permanent wooden platform stage near the sidewalk with dozens of girls in
skimpy bathing suits showing off.
Like I said in my first book, my family was living in Hollywood and I
was a student in Gardner Junction Grade School when the dirigibles, U.S.S
Akron and U.S.S. Macon flew over us. We heard the loud roar of their
engines as they flew low over our school. We would all run outside to see
them. These dirigibles were the first military aircraft carriers, and they were
demonstrating how biplanes would fly up beneath the ship and would be
hooked up to a crane which extended out from the lower hull. The fighters
were then retracted up into the internal hangers. The planes could then be
launched from the same crane while the dirigibles were in flight. I will never
forget the roar of their eight engines as they flew slowly over us. To me at
the time, they were U.S. Navy spaceship carriers returning from far out in
the Milky Way Galaxy.
Ed. – Bill wrote his life story over more than a decade before even part
of it was published. This Volume Two occasionally injects specific
conversations he remembered when they seem appropriate, and often the
main reason they are placed there is because they fit better here than
elsewhere in the volume. The following is just one example. Many of the
people Bill talked with in quotation marks are not their real names.
“Bill,” Steve asked me during another TRW lunch break, “What’s this
rumor that when you were a baby of fifteen, you gave a forty-minute
technical briefing to Hollywood wheels (Veterans of Foreign Wars and the
American Legion) in the Hollywood bowl?”
As usual, before I could answer him, nosey Tiffany cut into the
conversation with, “Oh, it was Billy’s junior year at Hollywood High
School. I know the whole story. That little tramp, Betty Coldwell, in her
short skirt that wasn’t okay back then, continually distracted him in Mr.
Black’s English class. Her dad’s a Navy veteran who read all about Billy’s
Navy ship model collection in the L.A. Times. Supported by the Navy, he
arranged for Billy to give a paper on how and where he acquired the secret
radar and gun emplacement information to build and assemble his
collections. And even more important, how the models were built. Like a
movie star, his presentation took place on a starry night on the Hollywood
Bowl stage with all the spotlights on him.”
“There you go again, Tiffany, always making Bill seem important,”
Steve added.
Waving both her arms,” Well, he is, …. and I love him, so there!”
And while we are at it, think back, and this is important. In my first book,
Selected by Extraterrestrials, two months after Pearl Harbor we talked about
the Navy officer who understood some of my unusual abilities. He enlisted
me in the Navy and prior to boot camp had the Vultee Aircraft in Downey,
CA, hire me. They placed me in their secret advanced research department.
(Ed. See the scope of work in the image here.) At that time, in 1941, Vultee
was developing an extremely advanced Navy aircraft. This temporary
position was to allow the Navy to investigate my background for a secret
clearance, which took a long time, mainly because we had moved so many
times. We were so poor that we were often evicted for non-payment of rent
and had to move to a new rental. This happened more times than I like to
recall.
In 1947, I got hired to work in the NAA (North American Aviation) plant
in a secret engineering department investigating reverse engineering of
UFOs and building acquired alien ship electronic systems. And still later,
after getting fired from Douglas in 1963, I accepted a corporate engineering
position in North American Aviation at several locations: LA Airport,
Rocketdyne in Canoga Park, and Downey.
My first realization that there were aliens was in my dreams. It was 2:30
a.m. on November 27, 2003, Thanksgiving morning, when I woke up
shaking and trying to remember the details of the violent dream that I just
had. I had been flying a lot in this dream, which is very unusual for me in
my recent dreams. As a very young boy and young man, I frequently flew in
my pleasant technicolor dreams. I could look down at my house and later,
our apartment building, seeing vividly all the trees and streets of Hollywood.
The nights were crystal clear and sometimes displayed startlingly beautiful
cloud formations. I was flying with my arms outstretched, heading out west
over Santa Monica and the Pacific Ocean, continually gaining altitude. But
this November dream was entirely different. I was trying to get away from
them and they were not nice. I also realized that I had had similar dreams
many times before, but I had little recollection of them. These people were
different from us and the images were not clear to me. They projected a
threatening, filmy image.
As I have alluded to earlier, there is a condition called NDE, Near Death
Experience. This has happened to me for over fifteen years and it usually
hits me in the early evening or late at night. Upon waking, usually around
3:00 a.m., I have all the symptoms of a violent death, according to several
doctors who have attempted to treat this problem. But this condition is like
OBE, Out of Body Experience, where you seem to leave your body behind
and travel to other locations. I could take advantage of this and travel to
other planets in our Universe.
Let’s go back to the 1920’s, say 1925, when my dad was still a big wheel
managing his film company on Santa Monica Boulevard in Hollywood. And
yes, he was still wearing his Freemason’s gold ring and shaking hands with
certain people with one of those secret handshakes showing that he was way
above a thirty-third degree Mason. My family and friends were all piled into
my dad’s big new seven-passenger Cadillac. Driving south on the old two-
lane coast highway 101, my brother and I always sat in the big fold-down
jump seats facing forward, behind the pilot and navigator. We drove down
to the private gated Hollywood off-site pornographic playground in
Oceanside, just north of the big two-story hotel in Carlsbad, CA.
There we would eat a late breakfast at the Big Rooster and then drive on
down to San Diego, out over the ‘Strand’ and up along the white sand beach
to the beautiful Hotel Del Coronado. My brother and I would play in the
enormous plunges all afternoon, eat dinner, have breakfast the next morning
in our room, and then again swim in the plunges all day. That evening,
dinner was first class in Coronado’s huge Crown Room dining room. Late
that night, we would drive back on highway 101 to the gated adult activity
center in Oceanside. The French Colonial beach homes were divided into
sections: Adult and Family. Yes, we always stayed in one of Dad’s elaborate
homes on the family side. We played in our bathing suits not knowing the
other beach was a nude beach for the grown-ups and the ‘not-so-grown-ups’,
we learned much later. This entire beach colony was built for the exclusive
use of the elite Hollywood crowd with non-stop drinking and nude partying
twenty-four hours a day, all week long.
Chapter 2
WHAT DID I SEE AT THE “BATTLE OF L. A.”?
Selected
My being selected by extraterrestrials goes back further than 1942, but that
year on the Pacific California coast, specifically Long Beach, was a seminal
one in my life. On February 25, 1942, three months after the attack on Pearl
Harbor, a very strange thing happened.
I was eighteen at the time and living in an exclusive neighborhood in
a large old house in Long Beach, CA, just four blocks from the beach. Ok, it
wasn’t the best neighborhood because somebody had rebuilt this old house
into four apartments, and we rented the top floor. The lower level rooms had
very high ceilings which made our apartment quite high up.
One clear night, about 8:00, my older brother and I were lying on the
floor in the living room reading the paper when our Dad said, “Come out on
the back deck; you have to see this bright light.” The back porch was big
and high. There was a bright light just above the horizon and just above the
trees. We couldn’t see the Pacific Ocean from our deck because of other
high roofs that were in the way. What we did see was an unusually bright
light with a narrow beam shining down thirty degrees over the ocean.
What happened next was astounding! The narrow light beam
changed its direction and shined directly on us. The light was so intense that
it lit up everything: the trees, our back walls, the back deck, surrounding
homes and us. We all seemed to turn a brilliant white. The light only lasted a
few seconds and then everything turned darker than usual. This seemed to
be an event only for my dad and me to witness, but my brother just passed it
off as nothing of importance. For some reason, we all went to bed early that
night.
At around one a.m. the anti-aircraft guns started firing; the noise was
very loud. Remember, the war with Germany and Japan had just started, and
we had never heard anything like this before. We ran out onto the street and
saw a large round craft about seven thousand feet up, floating in the air
above us. It slowed to a stop right overhead and remained there. Eight
searchlights from the ground illuminated it while anti-aircraft shells burst all
around and against it. Most of the shells exploded on the bottom of the craft
– we just couldn’t believe the thing hadn’t exploded or been shot down!
Three, then five other ships appeared near it and some of the searchlights
focused and anti-aircraft fired on each as they passed by the first object.
Eventually, the first craft slowly departed.
Later, about twelve other vehicles passed at higher altitudes and
were in turn fired upon. It was like a spell; why were not one of the
hundreds of us watching this event concerned or frightened? I was not
scared; there was no panic; no one was screaming; no heart attacks; no one
going crazy. The only casualties were from falling shells from our own
artillery.
Other vehicles continued to pass overhead for nearly five early
morning hours. Our coastal artillery anti-aircraft attempted to shoot down
these strange flying machines to no avail. The main show was over by 3:30
a.m. but for some reason, we were unconcerned and went back to bed,
although several neighbors told us later that the air-raid continued, and the
alarms lasted until 5:00 a.m. Later, I surmised that either it was a single
huge armada or that fewer ships had circled around to the north and south,
then west out onto the ocean and then headed back east to pass over Los
Angeles again and again with the illusion of a huge armada.
This so-called Los Angeles air-raid became the first major incident
in a long string of incidents in recent history connected to the UFO
phenomenon. It was the start of many encounters affecting my entire fifty-
seven years of aerospace engineering. Now, for whatever reason, the public
may not have accepted the reality of what we had witnessed: some other
world had penetrated into our lives.
There were several people in the Navy Department, Army Air Corps
and an aircraft company who also had their entire lives shattered. The
individuals were: Admiral Roscoe H. Hillenkoetter, Secretary of the Navy
James V. Forrestal, Army Air Corps General Nathan F. Twining, General
Curtis LeMay, Edward Bowles of M.I.T., Dr. Vannevar Bush and Donald
Douglas Sr., to name a few. World War II was raging but what the hell
could we do against this?
The next morning, the newspapers reported that foreign aircraft had
been spotted in the air between Santa Monica and Long Beach, not
mentioning that half of Southern California watched the event nearly all
night. Later we discovered that two of the smaller UFOs had been shot
down, one over the mountains to the east and another off the coastline to the
south. These were recovered and sent for analysis back to Wright Field (now
Wright-Patterson Air Base) in Ohio. Note that this was five years before the
famous Roswell, NM, crash.
This so-called 1942 Battle of Los Angeles became the first major
incident in a long string of incidents in recent history connected to the UFO
phenomenon. And it was the start of many encounters affecting my entire
fifty-seven years of aerospace engineering.
Before we go any further, I feel it is important to clear the air in
understanding how hard we were hit with the reality of our place in the
universe. We were so naive in our understanding of the history of this
planet, that literally, in one second of space-time in February of 1942, just
two months after the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor, out on the west coast
of our country possibly hundreds of extraterrestrial craft and spacecraft
carriers swarmed over southern California’s coast for several hours. The
entire event was seen by over a half-million people. They witnessed this
amazing event, dumfounded, nearly all night long and I was one of them.
Some of them thought it was an attack by Japan, but I knew these ships were
not dropping bombs and must be from somewhere out there in the galaxy.
I surmised that there was a massive interplanetary mothership
orbiting our planet that was from somewhere out in the galaxy. The
mothership had disembarked hundreds of smaller landing-type vehicles with
a totally unknown mission onto planet Earth. Just observing our inability to
work out our differences and our inability to get along with each other
concerns the ETs. Hostilities and wars seem to be our history that they must
have observed for thousands of years. They were not here to take us over,
but to investigate our insane dropping of atom bombs, and even more
importantly, to determine who was giving us such a bad time. The Nordic
Navy knew that the Reptilians had been mind-controlling us for a long time.
Also, nuclear weapon technology is a big red flag and a no-no out in the
galaxy.
Remembering years later of that spectacular night, I have been
convinced that, yes, someone on that Nordic Naval battlegroup mission
wanted to ‘select me’ as their on-station (Earth-bound) implementer of ‘our
penetration with them into the galaxy’.
Battle of L.A., Douglas and RAND
“Back off Bill: slow down. You said that you would tell the group
how Douglas Aircraft in the 1940’s secretly got to be the first space Think
Tank in the world,” Chris said. “I have covered that several times. But not in
detail--- how did it really start?”
I answered with “After the Los Angeles UFO flap in 1942, Donald
Douglas, CEO of Douglas Aircraft, James Forrestal Secretary of the Navy,
along with two military officers and a guy from MIT all witnessed the entire
sighting. They were still in shock from watching huge mother ships half a
night, the largest mass sighting ever recorded. There were hundreds of
massive ‘naval space battle fleet ships’ flying, or some even parked for over
an hour at only 8,000 feet above them. That was unbelievable to all who saw
them. Yes, these important witnesses were aware of the alien existence
influencing the German SS, but this was the United States!
This massive naval space armada was obviously from out in this part
of the Milky Way Galaxy. And for some reason, a possible threat to us? The
space vehicles were under aircraft fire from our naval battleships, cruisers,
aircraft carriers, destroyers anchored in the Long Beach Harbor and even
navy ships in drydock in San Pedro naval base. Also, the Army anti-aircraft
guns of the Coast Artillery. Collectively: overnight they used up all their
ammunition. Everyone could see continuous explosions on the spaceships’
hulls.
Let’s put this in perspective, don’t forget: several alien civilizations
from way out there have been watching our inability to not prevent wars for
hundreds of years. SEVERAL! Unbelievable: for five hours maybe a
hundred spaceships from another sector of our galaxy penetrated our air
space. Just two months earlier, while watching the Germans bomb Britain,
the spaceships of course had watched the Japanese Pearl Harbor attack from
space and were now aware of our military situation. Their home base at a
remote star’s planet had seen the Japanese planes attacking our navy and
dispatched this armada of force to evaluate our threat situation.
In the 1940’s, U.S. Naval intelligence operatives in Germany
acquired unbelievable alien-supported UFO research and development
programs. Hitler had signed treaties with several hostile galactic
civilizations and agreed to exchange humans for the alien research of
extremely advanced UFO propulsion and particle-beam weapons.
A study group including the top thinkers in the US was conceived by
Donald Douglas, CEO of Douglas Aircraft Company in Santa Monica, CA.
And the top-secret space RAND Think Tank was born inside the Douglas
secret engineering department, totally unknown to everyone else in Douglas
or on the planet.
RAND now in 2016 is still headquartered in Santa Monica, CA and
the Think Tank is supported by locations worldwide. RAND’s mission is to
help to improve policy and decision-making through objective research and
analysis. RAND’s primary clients include the CIA and DARPA (Defense
Advanced Research Projects Agency.) The 2000 person Think Tank has had
over thirty Nobel Prize winners. It provides high level information to the
U.S. government. RAND has conducted studies of weapons development,
intelligence analysis and the design of massive underground installations for
the U.S. military. Far more concealed is RAND’s involvement in highly
classified extraterrestrial studies for the U.S. government.
Chapter 3
WHAT DID I LEARN WITH ADMIRAL RICO
BOTTA?
Early in 1942 when I was only nineteen, Navy intelligence officer
Lieutenant JG Perry Wood, understanding the technical capabilities and
historic requirements that were necessary to create my ship models, put
together a mission package and encouraged me to join the Navy. Because
we had moved so many times, it took a long time to complete my security
clearance, so until that was done, I was given a temporary job at Vultee
Aircraft company in Downey, CA. After the clearance came through, I
entered boot camp in San Diego, CA. After that, I was officially assigned as
an aircraft mechanic at North Island Naval Air Station on Coronado Island,
CA, but I also held an after-hours secret position in Naval Intelligence on
advance technology. I replaced a Commander there. My statement of secret
mission tasks and objectives was ‘Disseminator of Aircraft Research and
Information’ although I was only a third-class seaman at the time.
My mission was under the direction of and reporting to the Chief
Engineer, another Captain, and Rear Admiral Rico Botta – three different
bosses! My secret job description was: To compile and maintain a
continuous survey of experimental research laboratories activities, other
governmental agencies, educational scientific institutions, manufacturers,
and research engineers. To undertake upon his own initiative, or at the
request of any bureau or office of the Naval Air Forces, studies of specific
instrumentalities and techniques for the purpose of outlining research
projects. My daytime job was aircraft mechanic, but my secret nighttime job
was to attend debriefings of intelligence officers, aka spies, returning from
Germany. Several secretaries and I would record their reports and make
copies we called ‘packages’ which would then be distributed to universities
and various aircraft companies. Previously, Admiral Botta had contacted
them and alerted them to the future receipt of such material. (Ed. See
embossed
copy of Admiral Botta’s signature nearby.)
We would assemble the ‘packages’ and a pilot would fly me to the
various locations where I would hand over the material to the appointed
person who had the appropriate security clearance. I was the Admiral’s
designee and they treated me as such, even though I was just a teenager.
Later, after many flights, the pilot would let me take over the controls and
fly the plane. I finally got my license, so I could fly the Admiral’s private
plane to the different locations, and I flew in almost every new aircraft in the
Navy inventory, at times as the pilot. I spent nearly four years with access to
advanced research technology, all above top secret. I was also involved in
some of the most unprecedented thrust into the cosmos using our advanced
scientific research.
Typical Interviews with the Admiral Rico Botta
THE YEAR WAS 1942,
WW-II. As I have alluded to before, inside this large Naval air base there is
a secret room located in the Admirals command building that essentially no
one knew existed. For four years this room was host to U.S. Navy secret
agents that were operating several levels above Naval Intelligence. They had
one boss: Admiral Rico Botta. He only had one boss: James Forrestal, the
Secretary of the Navy. Navy lieutenants flew back from Germany to report
their unbelievable findings of fantastic Third Reich SS’s exotic secret
weapons programs about the Nazis flying thirty six-man UFOs with e-beam
weapons, hyper-dimensional physics, secret societies and ancient Aryans.
The UFOs were given to them by entities, extraterrestrials from beyond the
solar system, the Galaxy.
The first and only personnel our Navy operatives reported, to when
returning from Germany in the Admirals secret conference room were the
Admiral, two captains, the Admiral’s secretaries, and Bill Tompkins.
One of these Navy spies flew back from operations in Germany. The Navy
in 1942 accepted that planet Earth had been under investigation by alien
space military forces with unknown threats.
I was staff to Admiral Rico Botta, who was under direct command of James
Forrestal, Secretary of the Navy, who is Commander of an above top-secret
naval space research group. He received direct information from the German
Nazi SS investigations of alien technology reported by his Navy spies.
Hitler, Germany, and the Nazi SS had accepted an agreement with an
unknown alien intelligence. Germany would be given extremely advanced
military spaceships, propulsion systems, particle-beam laser weapons,
technological, and occult technology that were unbelievable on this planet at
that time.
Unlike the V-2 and the A-4 international rocket missiles, the aliens
gave Germany energy that required no fuels or electricity; several classes of
flying machines were also given to the SS, both operational and
unassembled. Some of these circular aircraft were also spacecraft. They
were capable of flight to solar system planets like Mars and on out into other
star’s planets. These circular craft, some very large, had no wings or tails
and were propelled by a horizontal double-rotating system at the outer frame
of the vehicles. Germans built large circular test buildings for evaluations of
this completely unknown method of propulsion. Most of these test centers
are located in mountains near very large underground development and
production facilities. There was also an agreement to let the aliens interbreed
with young German girls and also to control the minds of the German
people.
Propaganda for Aryan dominance
One night the Admiral’s aide woke me at three in the morning. “That
Jefferson guy is here again.” He said the briefing was already in process.
(That never happens) And Lieutenant Clifford Jefferson, ID number 56, was
into the German propaganda programs: saying that their method of infusing
the German people is as un-real as their propulsion for their circular aircraft.
“What do you mean by that? the Admiral asked?”
“Sir: there is a sadistically cult type of influence that the SS uses to
control their research programs. They also used it in a way like propaganda
in their movies that are made for the average citizen to see in theaters. In
Germany most people go to the movies almost every week. They show films
that are programmed to change their mind away from reality. Highly
romantic: sexual with world news events after the movie that are completely
removed from any reality. And they always leave the movie viewer with a
strong need to see another movie as soon as possible. The movies are not
just heavy as propaganda: but are filled with undetectable information that is
not visible to the viewers.”
“I am confused, 56; you are not making sense!”
Then in an unusually conflicting way, 56 snapped back at the Admiral
with, “Back off Sir, I am trying to explain a Nazi SS control of the mind
system that is now common throughout the entire German and the occupied
countries. This is not easy, Sir. And stop calling me 56; I am home now. My
name is Lieutenant Clifford Jefferson, Sir.”
“Be more specific in your descriptions, young man,” the admiral
said.
Fifty-six, continuing, “Propaganda in Germany has removed almost
all history and then provides German people with a new way of life that is
exciting and invigorating to their youth.” The Aryans are told that they are
superior to all other people in the world. That ‘everything will be even better
for all of them’, providing an invigorating life. To be a German now is
utopia.” He said.
Going on, the lieutenant said. “I don’t want to get into the Third
Reich’s cult level that is actually Satanism worship that’s so prevalent in the
SS now. However, it is necessary to understand the Nazis method of
controlling their population and even the German troops.
Their need at the top of the Nazi SS Party for their by-weekly ritual:
sacrifice of young girls, drinking their blood before eating her is the sickness
driving the whole of the Third Reich. This distorted method of managing a
country has prevailed even before WW-I Going back to the dark ages with
the aristocrats of kings, queens, family-managed European countries.
It is driven into their movies through the use of mind control in their
films. This subconscious information of utopia is not up front to their movie
viewers. They are unaware of anything being put in their minds. With
almost unlimited sex: they can’t get enough of everything being wonderful
in their feature. ‘The good life coming’ is driven into them using every
method of mind control: even radio, newspapers, books. Remember, Sir:
they burned all their history books and printed everything related to the
wonders of the new free Germany.”
Another briefing continued for several hours. But after hearing
Lieutenant Clifford Jefferson, (56) report on the German movie mind
control my thoughts remembered what was said about my father’s movie
film company, The United Film Corporation that he built in Hollywood back
in 1917. He was president. It was a very large movie laboratory just off
Santa Monica Boulevard with all those technicians. They were converting
every movie director’s new movie’s language into one-hundred-forty
different languages, then running 10,000 copies of each new film and
shipping them to all those other countries theaters. This was showing each
‘first run movie’s copy to populations of almost every country in the world.
Oh boy. now isn’t that interesting. The next morning before we conclude the
briefing, I went into detail of my father’s movie involvement revealing his
participation in the Freemason at a 32nd level. Now the admiral hit the deck
with, “What was your dad adding in all those movies? Was your father
mind-controlling the entire world to accept the aliens before the SS?”
Putting these four years in perspective
As I said earlier, I also had several duties, one of which was to fly all
over the country to disseminate my documents of the Navy operatives’
fantastic advanced German technical research and establish preliminary
development projects. One of those missions was to fly the admiral’s DH-2
to naval research bases, universities such as Cal Tech and the larger aircraft
companies: Northrop, Lockheed, North American, Boeing, Curtiss, Douglas.
I would commute first and only establish contact with their senior advanced
design personnel for alien classified briefings. At that time Douglas was
located in Santa Monica and El Segundo and the Douglas top secret Think
Tank was operating at both facilities. I flew several times to Douglas.
Jack Northrop had helped develop the Douglas El Segundo
engineering department This was after he resigned and formed the Northrop
Aircraft Company over in Hawthorne. Northrop had a German who was also
involved in the Douglas Think Tank and designs of flying wing aircraft
concepts. I don’t remember the names of the tank research interviewers that
I submitted my secret Navy documents to and briefed, but Jack could have
been there. The information that I presented at that meeting were exact
copies of our Navy’s operatives, fantastic advanced spaceship German
reports. I explained the Admiral’s data and intent to initiate a possible
research program.
Exposing this alien presence on Earth information to the top aircraft
companies was only one area of space research organizations that we (I)
disseminated this information to... what was at that time a truth that was
totally unbelievable.
All this amazing deep space galactic information that continued to filter
through Admiral’s office for some reason did not bother me. All this
unbelievable data that will completely change everything on the Earth and
every person’s life just seemed to be like normal business in this office to
me. Our place in the galaxy was changing so fast we couldn’t keep up with
it, but it just seemed to me to be ok, just normal business like the admiral
said several times. Oh, yes, some of the operatives massive “out of this
world” alien programs needed more information to enable us to accept the
possibility that they could maybe work. But, let’s face it, this is mind-
blowing stuff, and nobody will believe it. I had four years of it and never got
upset by any of it.
The Admiral had Naval agents in Germany investigate secret alien
research and development of thousands of extremely advanced galactic
space programs. One of them which were not believed by anyone was that
the Third Reich SS was implementing a thousand-year plan to conquer all
the planets and moons in this arm of the galaxy. The Navy operatives were
continually investigating the German advanced space developments,
sometimes driving all over Germany to secret underground research and
development centers, entering them, and photographing their flying saucers,
delta shaped vehicles and larger cigar-shaped spaceships. One facility
housed in an extremely strange two-hundred-foot-high, four-hundred-foot
round concrete testing structure. A two-hundred-and-fifty-foot round silver
saucer spaceship that was built of unknown boiler-plate metal was seen
under test in the center of the laboratory. It was floating/tethered two-
hundred-foot-high in the center of the round concrete testing structures. The
type (class) of large saucer was seen and photographed with large turret
weapons mounted on the upper and lower hulls of these attack ships. They
were designed for missions in the solar system and operations in near star
systems. One of this class crashed on Mars.
Several years later near the time that Hitler was killed, one of these
large round spaceships with antigravity propulsion, automatic particle –
beam weapons flew to Mars. It had a mostly German Navy crew. It was a
very long flight that proved to be one-way mission with frequent troubles.
The confusing troubles became impossible entering Mars atmosphere. They
crashed, killing the entire crew. But that German mission to Mars was the
first to a planet in the solar system by humans.
At one of our rain dances at TRW, the discussion of my time in the Navy
in San Diego was addressed. (Ed. Bill uses the phrase ‘rain dance’
occasionally to indicate an emergency meeting for a specific purpose, such
as ones the American Indians allegedly used to bring rain.)
“And Bill, according to our security files you were staff to that Naval
Intelligence Admiral in 1942, so you have established the background on
how the Germans were so far ahead of us in advanced weapons.”
“Yes, Dr. Rogers, I am glad you referred to that time frame because for
us it was an unbelievable exposure to things so unreal it required me to draw
a picture, write it down and read it back to myself before I accepted it as
reality. Our naval operatives in Germany reported their acquired secret
information first to Admiral Rico Botta and then to Washington. I was staff
to Botta and documented these reports in the Admiral’s classified
conference room. These meetings only occurred after midnight.”
“Hold on, Bill.” Chris interrupted. “You have talked many times about
that top-secret Navy intelligence thing that you spent four years during
WW-II, but you never explained the details. What did you guys really do?”
“Yes, Billy,” Tiffany interjected, “What personally did you do with all
those girls that worked for you way into all hours of the night?”
“Ok, it’s complicated, alright? We were assigned to work at the Navy’s
North Island Naval Air Station in San Diego, California. Our secret
otherworld operation worked out of the Navy’s A&R (Assembly and
Repair) engineering facility on-base. The A&R was organized just like an
aircraft company in the late 1930’s, like Lockheed or Douglas. But the out-
of-this-planet, my stuff, was completely unknown to anyone in the U.S.
Navy or any classified organization in the military establishment, except
those at the top with a ‘need to know’ clearance. Everyone on base simply
thought we were locating and acquiring parts for our aircraft under repair or
for the shortages for squadrons at sea.”
“Ok, Bill, you guys operated secretly, but how could you fly to over
eighty secret research facilities all over the country and not be missed at
work?” Chris asked.
“Simple. I was assigned flight assignments with flight pay as pilot and
flight engineer in squadrons flying tactical training missions every month. I
flew in nearly every aircraft in the Navy’s inventory. But most of that time I
flew the skipper’s plane (Admiral Rico Botta’s) that he had assigned to me
at my disposal.”
Dr. Claxton asked me, “Bill, you had also told us that to accomplish
some of your missions in the East, you would just call the Admiral’s plane
pilot the night before. Then you would show up at 0600 at the hanger and fly
away.”
I replied, “The first week, after takeoff the pilot told me to take over and
then I would control the plane. He taught me everything a pilot needs to
know, even navigation. But back to leaving the base: I did call Cliff the day
before our next flight, giving him my meeting destination, like the Naval
Development center in Warminster, Pennsylvania. He checked out the high-
winged Howard GH-I Light transport aircraft that seats seven. It is usually
operated for flights in the western states, but for an eastern mission he would
select the admiral’s fourteen passenger Lockheed Loadstar RSO-5, similar
to the commercial transport. He had checked the weather and filed a secret
flight plan. The admiral had already signed my secret document pass, so I
grabbed my double lock attaché case and then we were off.”
Close call landing the admiral’s plane.
My Navy Howard GH-1 Light Transport aircraft 1943. It is not mine; it’s
the admiral’s but I pilot it with his pilot on board every week for nearly four
years. One time, flying back to North Island Naval Air Station San Diego
from another secret meeting at the Douglas Aircraft Company plant in Santa
Monica, I did the takeoff from DAC and made most of the flight south. But
because of anticipated extremely heavy traffic from a carrier returning
squadron in the SD Section we switched seats and Danny took the stick. We
were five miles out over the ocean at eight thousand feet preparing to
request permission to land. North Island air bases back then didn’t have
major runways. It uses an air matt type of takeoff and landing; it’s called the
apron. And when you land in the Navy, you either hit the deck (wood deck
of the aircraft carrier) or hit the apron that is partially covered with some
asphalt and 90% weeds. Half of the island is flat so the entire squadron can
take off at the same time. The landings are the same thing: all aircraft land at
the same time.
All of a sudden, heavy smoke and then flames came out from the
starboard engine cooling. We called the tower at North Island and reported
an emergency on board. The GH-1 had a fire extinguisher forward of the
engine fire wall, but it didn’t work. Now this was real bad timing because
even the tower called the landing squadron leader returning from the carrier
that was fifty miles at sea and its aircraft were low on fuel and had to land.
Fighters, bombers, and torpedo planes were all around us trying to land. So,
we made our landing approach by threading between fifty other aircraft
coming in at the same time. Banking, turning, climbing, and diving and both
of us pulling the sticks back at the last minute. The big Pratt and Whitney
engine was still running protecting us from stalling, belching out black
smoke and flames. Smoke was everywhere but Dave was a hell of a good
copilot. He said, “We got two fire extinguishers; when we stop you take the
starboard side and I’ll take the port and see if we can save the old goat.” We
hit the dirt hard and bounced several times before we stopped. There were
three fire engines trying to avoid all the spinning propellers, with smoke and
dust covering the apron. Dave and I worked the extinguishers just like
professional firemen and stopped the fire. Turned out it was just an oil leak
and our men had her cleaned up and running in four days.
The A&R overhaul operation was a cover for my advanced research.
Their production operations were a surprise to me, seeing how many F-2F
canvas-covered fighters and old two-winged Douglas torpedo bombers were
repaired each month at this San Diego plant. A&R was sort of a misnomer
from way back in 1920 when the Navy crashed a plane every day when
trying to land on the narrow, pitching flight deck of the first aircraft carrier,
the old USS Langley. However, it was now a very efficient production
operation. The crashed material that could be recycled was assembled with
new wings, weapons, and more advanced engines, sometimes in less than a
month. This required extensive engineering and manufacturing operations.
The engineering department was highly technical at that time. It was
spotless and organized with a qualified Chief Engineer (a captain who was
one of my three bosses), group engineers, designers, and draftsmen. My
office and staff were not located near the Chief Engineer, and I was not
listed on any organization chart in the Navy. My second boss, another
captain, was Director of Aircraft Support – another cover-up for Naval
Intelligence. And my real boss (that I was staff to) was an admiral wearing
two hats – Admiral Rico Botta. Openly, he was the Commander of the
Naval Air Station, San Diego. But completely unknown to anyone but
Forrestal, he was also the secret commander of this world-wide intelligence
gathering station. He was the number one person that the Navy operatives
reported to when first
At White Sands Proving Grounds, New Mexico, Douglas Army Nike Ajax,
anti-aircraft defense batteries and Nike Hercules surface-to-air missiles with
674-pound high-explosive warheads were fired at several UFOs parked over
our Nike Zeus test launcher on the launch row. We shot down several UFOs
while I was re-designing and testing them there. And even later, we shot
some down during our testing of the Nike Zeus at White Sands. (once we
had a UFO parked over our 6,000-foot runway at Douglas in Santa Monica)
TRW’s numerous Star Wars Defense System studies from the Cold
War in the 1970’s were later initiated by the late President Ronald Reagan.
This was his answer to the Evil Empire’s possible Inter-Continental Missile
attack on the U.S. They were already under development by 1950 at the
Douglas Missile and Space Division in Santa Monica, CA. This program
initially started with the extraterrestrial military threats in 1947. This
weapon system was known as the Douglas DM-15, under contract to the
Army’s Nike Zeus anti-missile interceptor program. For years, Douglas
designed, developed and installed these Army Nike Ajax and Nike Hercules
anti-aircraft missiles, deploying them all over the U.S. and the free world.
The missiles were manufactured, tested, and deployed in cities throughout
the United States. I designed changes for the mobile Nike Hercules Ground
Support Checkout and Launch Equipment part-time while I was the
principal concept designer in advanced design for the secret hard site Nike
Zeus Anti-Ballistic Missile (ABM) System. It was an underground battery
command control center, with an entire battery of tunnels going to
underground missile silos.
The Nike Zeus (Douglas DM-15) Weapon System included the
underground silo missile launchers and the quad concrete vertical missile
silos that were also built above ground on Kwajalein Island in the Pacific
Ocean.
This was the first Star Wars Missile System. We were contracted to
design, build and test a complete battery of the Teflon nose-coned DM-15
Nike Zeus missiles and all the underground launch facilities just outside of
Boston, MA.
I spent three months in Advanced Design creating layouts and specific
designs of the entire Nike Zeus underground battery launcher center
including thirty rectangular missile silos tied together with underground
tunnels.
Most people have never dreamed of the size of this massive Star Wars
underground town that had thirty-foot reinforced concrete walls. The tree-
shrouded missile tracking radar building was the area’s most striking
feature. It was built with a massive pyramidal-shaped structure containing
four solid-state phased array radar antennas. It is the only structure
protruding above the surface of the landscaped low rolling hills near Boston.
When I say hard site, I really mean hard site; the DOD specifications
required that the facility be capable of launching missiles after receiving a
near-direct hit of a fifteen-megaton hydrogen bomb.
Later, I was involved in the design of the launch- control-battery-center
monitor, (missile readiness checkout and launch). During that effort, I
frequently went back to White Sands, NM, where we were test firing our
DM-15 Nike Zeus test missiles and reviewing our system test, checkout and
launch operations. During test firing and after the missile reached supersonic
speeds in our thick atmosphere, the rocket motor burns out and a parachute
is deployed for soft landing and recovery. The parachute was deployed from
the center of the missile allowing it to land in a horizontal position leaving
the nose cone unaffected by ground impact. It was amazing how these first
missiles nose cones coated with Teflon bled off just like they were hot
butter. (Ed. By coincidence, editor Dr. Bob Wood was the engineer who
calculated the required thickness of the Teflon at various locations on the
missile surfaces in order to keep the aluminum structure cool. Bill is in error
here. Teflon ablates, changing from solid to gas without a liquid state.
However, if Bill saw missiles recovered at White Sands, they would have
shown the Teflon to be much thinner after flight.
Another coincidence is the fact that both Bill and your editor Bob
Wood were shown on the same page of the Airview News, the Douglas
Company publication. This was found in Bill’s files, probably filed by him
decades before we ever met. See image nearby.)
For ten years, I made many flights back to White Sands Proving Ground
in the Tularosa Basin of southern New Mexico (near Roswell) for testing,
checking out and launching of all types of missiles. The Douglas on-site and
missile recovery people (field station) were continually discussing various
sightings of UFOs.
As I have said before, I was the Disseminator of Information on that
subject in Engineering reporting to Dr. Klemperer and Elmer Wheaton, who
ran the Think Tank at Douglas. The White Sands people always nailed me
on what they saw there while I was back in Santa Monica. Several times
they took me out on the desert (both east and west of the range) looking for
where they thought a vehicle of unknown origin appeared to have landed.
We never found anything, but we did get sub-
stantial photographic coverage of small disks following our missile during
its trajectory.
At that time, we were not aware that the aliens were preventing our
missiles from successfully accomplishing their flights. The missile testing
programs were continually being blocked by the aliens and delaying the
development of the entire Zeus program. We later learned (in late 1950s)
that for fifty years during the Kwajalein Island (in the Pacific Ocean) final
phase testing program that our Nike Zeus anti-missile missiles were being
prevented from intercepting the Air Force ICBMs launched from
Vandenberg AFB in California. We reviewed 35 mm film taken using
theodolite tracking cameras showing the extraterrestrial space projectile
entering our trajectory and pushing us out of the perfect head-on impact with
the ICBM. This interference continued on and off since 1955. That was
when the new Star Wars missile defense update configuration of our Nike
Zeus failed to even launch. The Missile Defense Agency said the cause of
the failure was a malfunction with the ground support equipment at the test
range on Kwajalein Island, not with the UFO interceptor missile.
We also test-fired most of our Nike missiles at the U.S. Navy Pacific
Missile Test Center, Point Mogu, CA (about sixty kilometers north of Santa
Monica) and at White Sands Proving Ground, NM.
The Nike Zeus long-range test program included launching an Air Force
Atlas ICBM Missile from the Vandenberg Air Forces Missile Test Center on
the central California coast to the west towards Kwajalein Island in the
Pacific Ocean. The Nike Zeus missile tracking phased array radar on
Kwajalein senses the ICBM and launches the Nike Zeus from one of the
four rectangular concrete silos. It is programmed with a trajectory east
towards the Pacific Coast to intercept the ICBM warhead and destroy it. We
had built the launch silos above ground because Kwajalein Island is only
five feet above sea level
Over many years of redesigning and testing the Nike Zeus interceptors of
the Atlas missile mock warheads, they were still being diverted by UFOs in
the last several seconds before being hit by the intercepting Nike Zeus
missile. This was very well documented by classified long-range Air Force
35 mm cameras at Vandenberg. No indication of a UFO was ever mentioned
in any public DOD release. Instead, the news media continued to report
another Douglas missile failure. These tests were successfully accomplished
by us at Douglas Engineering in the 1950s (long before President Ronald
Reagan proposed his Star Wars Missile Program in the 1980s.)
Flying to these test facilities several times a week during the test phase
was always a challenge for me. Our contracts at that time did not include
transportation. Our cars were almost never used because of the long driving
time, so we flew up in an old unheated Douglas surplus Navy R5D-2 (DC-
3). With most missile launch countdowns starting at 0800, (yes that’s eight
a.m.) we often hit the Douglas runway with the Santa Monica fog so thick
we could hardly see the old DC-3. Takeoff was not so bad but finding the
Navy runway at Point Mogu (Oxnard), or the Air Force runway at
Vandenberg AFB with no ground control was scary. Really scary! I think
we may have had some help from some friendly ETs.
In reading my memoirs it’s important that you understand that designing
space vehicle and missile check out and launch is extremely complicated.
So, when you are in the concrete blockhouse and you press that old red fire
button, it launches the test missile. (So far, I have launched seven). This
requires a great deal of understanding of what comes first, then what comes
second and so forth through sometimes thousands of functions, one after the
other -- with ‘What Ifs’ stuck in between each function to account for
anticipated problems.
Designing so many different missile-launching operations (launch
and ground support) forced me to also become a system engineer. Douglas
did not have many of those, way back then. You didn’t need one to design a
DC-3. It also requires a complete understanding of every function necessary
to accomplish the mission that those specific missile systems are required to
accomplish. The lack of this understanding was in large part responsible for
so many test program missile failures on military programs in the early days.
Another engineer and I were defining possible Nike Zeus battery-control
missile checkout and launch functions that we had both been doing for years
on other missile program systems. We stepped way back and took a big
picture look at not just our Nike missile but the entire weapon system from
the original threat to a successful mission, which was knocking down the
incoming ICBMs. We had both been back to Bell Telephone Labs, who
were the contractors that Army General Gates had solicited to design the
missile tracking phased array radar and we were very familiar with their
excellent detail and their radar electronic functions. But they lacked an
understanding of the mission and overall weapon system and they also
lacked understanding of the Douglas Company’s missile functions.
We proceeded to lay out a complete anti-missile- missile weapon-system
development program, conceiving it to be in sections, which when refined
later became Concept Phase, Definition Phase, Acquisition Phase, and
Operation Phase. We applied our success to other systems in a top-down re-
evaluation of all functions necessary to provide not only the logical tasks for
each operational function in our flow block diagrams but also the backup
items necessary to provide total system reliability.
Taking hundreds of these functional-flow-block diagrams and taping them
together provided us with a continuous 8½ inch x 45 inch system block
diagram (scroll of paper) that we then compared with the Bell Labs systems
requirements charts. This uncovered hundreds of errors in the Bell systems.
This then established a new Douglas concept for the Army’s Nike Zeus anti-
missile system development program.
After refining our system concept, we were preparing to rewrite our
contract using our new system block diagram (as the principal document)
with the Army and proposed that we take the position of prime system
contractor on the entire weapon system. At this same time, Congress was
considering an extensive reduction in funds for extending the missile and
facilities deployment program, which was to be in every major city in the
country. The Boston underground launch complex which I had designed
three years earlier was stopped when nearly completed.
TRW and Ballistic Missile Defense
It is very interesting that years later at TRW, I used that same
concept to successfully acquire a major system engineering contract for
President Ronald Reagan’s Star Wars Anti-Missile- Missile Nike X
Program.
Word got to the Director of Security at TRW (an ex-CIA man) that
President Ronald Reagan’s above top secret Star Wars Program should be
studied, and that General Gates, Commanding General of all Army Missile
Programs, was secretly planning to develop and deploy a new Anti-Missile
system that was later to be named, “The Sentinel System”. The Director of
Security (who later became a very good friend of mine) presented this
information to a TRW Senior Military Concept Group that I had just been
cleared for and made a member of.
Now, because of my years of extensive system engineering planning
at Douglas on the Nike Zeus Anti-Missile System, I utilized recent data
from the Air Force Missile Warning System at NORAD, that I had also
designed at Douglas. It transmits data to the Air Force SAC Command Post
in Omaha, which I also had designed at Douglas. We planned at TRW to
submit my new Star Wars Proposal back to General Gates.
NORAD “Defines and Tracks all objects in orbit around our planet
and incoming into orbit, all Identified flying Objects (IFO’s) and
Unidentified Flying Objects (UFO’s).” I conceived and prepared a Star
Wars Missile Site Plan and Underground Command Control Center design
for an Air Force underground base in the mid-west.
It was a system development plan, defining and documenting a
completely new system based on an advanced DAC concepts that I was
involved in when Congress canceled the DAC contract on the old Nike Zeus
program. After I presented this to the top TRW management and got
approval to plan and present an ‘Unsolicited Bid’ of my system to the U.S.
Army, the TRW Director of Security pulled strings and got me and my V.P.
an audience with General Gates at the Pentagon in Washington, DC. I
presented my briefing to the General and his staff, which resulted in an
eighty-million-dollar system engineering contract to TRW. This system,
together with several more powerful laser programs, continued
development. The testing of this system has been accomplished by
launching the missiles from concrete vertical silos on Kwajalein Island in
the Pacific. After our Nike Zeus receiving antennas record an ICBM that has
been launched from Vandenberg AFB in California, it automatically records
the event, establishes that the ICBM is hostile and fires our missile. It is
interesting to note that in nearly all of my military briefings I was
continually referred to as Dr. Tompkins, even though I was introduced as
William Tompkins, Chairman of Advanced Concepts Programs.
After President Reagan convinced Russian President Gorbachev that
the U.S.’s Star Wars Missile System was not directed at them, but that there
really was a “major threat by some of the extraterrestrials,” and that “we
must both be aware of UFO’s incoming” and not mistake them for ICBM’s.
In September 1971, The Nuclear Agreement, Article #6, “Be Aware of
UFO’s Incoming” between the USA and USSR was signed and the cold war
Berlin wall separating East and West Germany came down twenty years
later.
TRW was also under contract to NASA on the Apollo System and
the Space Shuttle Vehicle design. All Government space vehicles in the US
are designed under military classified contracts (secret & above) NASA’s
mission was to use the Shuttle as a truck to haul space equipment into Earth
orbit. The Navy’s mission was to use modified space shuttles as attack space
crafts. As a pilot and systems engineer, I assisted in the design of the flight
control center (pilots) using MMI concepts (man, machine, interface)
requiring interface with future modified space shuttles for Navy missions
The Shuttle is automatically controlled by several computers, 95% of the
mission requiring us to developed over thirty configurations with thousands
of communications that would accept unbelievable future changes that
would undoubtedly be required for future Naval space vehicles and
missions. There were fifty-seven major space study configurations before
one of the earlier designs was approved for the first American Space Shuttle
for support of the Space Station. After the US had spent twelve years
developing the Space Shuttle, President Carter gave all of the drawings and
specifications to Russia, thus requiring declassifying hundreds of thousands
of military documents. Russia built its Space Shuttle from our
documentation and flew it in one year.
Of the some fifty ‘way out there’ weapon systems under study in different
labs at TRW that I was aware of, almost all of them included the particle-
beam high-energy laser offensive system which was extremely effective.
Mounting these lasers on fighter satellites against incoming bogies (alien
vehicles) on our satellites provided a very effective defensive shield. We
went into production on these satellites and began launching them into outer
orbits.
On February 7, 2007, NASA reported that a rock asteroid the size of a
football stadium will hit Earth in 2036. It could be diverted from its
trajectory by an anti-missile rocket thereby missing our planet, but it is
imperative that a program must be initiated now.
Honest John was the Navy’s massive fighter attack missile. We were
advisors to most advanced Naval weapon systems. The thirty-foot Honest
John solid-state rocket was one of the conventional short-range aircraft
delivery systems. It used the Navy carriers’ best F-4U fighter as the launch
platform. We were using the Naval Air Weapon Station, China Lake
(NAWS), California test facility just north of the Army’s Muroc aircraft test
base (later Edwards Air Force Base) to conduct the test program. I flew the
admiral’s plane out there every week during the flight test program. This
was a very difficult mission for the modified F-4U-1 fighter, which had an
inverted gull wing that left room to mount the rocket. Also, there were many
flight problems relating to such a large missile mounted on a single-engine
aircraft. It had been designed so that the short-range rocket would be
attached to the F-4U fighter’s fuselage with two modified bomb shackles:
one on the fuselage engine frame firewall and the other with the aft release
shackle mounted to frame twenty eight, just forward of the pilot’s feet.
Under hanger testing, the release was designed to fire the rocket seconds
after both shackles are released. In-flight testing with a dummy rocket it
released correctly, but on the first live rocket with solid fuel onboard, the
forward bomb release shackle released as designed, but because of wind
vibrations the aft bomb shackle did not release. This caused the rocket nose
to drop 45 degrees, hanging the rocket on the aft bomb shackle. Then the
trigger fired with full thrust sending forty-foot flames into the pilot’s
compartment. We reviewed many times the 35-mm film which had been
shot from cameras mounted on the test chase plane. The film recorded the
results of the test plane’s destruction, burning the F-4U fighter in two and
killing the test pilot. This last test flight failure canceled yet another of over
300 weapon systems under development during my thirteen years at
Douglas.
My recollections from the Systems Group Electronic Warfare Laboratory,
Space War, Dan Mc Guide, Project Manager and Systems Engineering
Integration Division, Minuteman Program follow.
I had a great deal of background on ballistic missile programs at
Douglas Aircraft and North American Aviation. TRW considered me an
expert and the Minuteman Intercontinental Ballistic Missile program office
continually called my office for support. One morning, with fire in her eyes,
Tiffany grabbed me as soon as I came in the office door.
“Holy cats, Bill, that Gisela Fleming in that obsolete missile program
office won’t leave you alone.”
“She’s been calling again?”
“Yes, calling again. She camped in our outer office almost all last week
while you were at NADC (Naval Air Development Center). I am so glad we
have this separate entrance area to keep people like her at bay.”
“You could call the police and have her thrown in the pokey.”
“Don’t be funny; we don’t have a police station in this Tank, and you
know it, Billy Boy.”
“Okay, Tiff, what’s this Minuteman problem?
“Seems the Minuteman must be taking too many minutes to answer
that Air Force General, Zara’s, what’s his name, problem inside the
Beltway. And our party boy, Michael Costello, can’t find Pentagon
headquarters, let alone Zara’s office. And Billy, remember five weeks ago
he couldn’t find the missile test center at Vandenberg? This is getting
ridiculous.”
“All right, little girl, you’re stretching it a bit. Don’t get your cute
feathers flying. You really do look lovely this morning.”
“Thank you for noticing, Sir. I bypassed Gisela and already arranged
your flight to Washington with Costello tomorrow morning: United at 7:00
a.m.”
“Thank you, Tiffany, and did you….” She finished my question still
standing there in a silver-blue mini. She deliberately pulled up the hem of
the mini revealing her gorgeous legs and did a curtsy that completely
revealed her tiny silver string.
Thinking:” I can’t believe how much Tiffany is like Jessica over at
Douglas. It’s like they are twins in the way they implement their alien
suggestions.”
“I heard that, you hound dog, don’t you dare compare me with your
old girlfriend. I am orders of magnitude smarter than her and don’t you
forget it.” (I forgot again; Tiffany reads my mind).
Tiffany continued. “But yes, Billy, your reservations are at the Four
Seasons Hotel as usual and you and I have adjoining bedrooms.”
“Hold on! I know what you want and that would be fun, but you
have got to stay here and keep the wolves out of our secret stuff.”
“Fixed that, too; Kelli will be filling in the whole month.”
“The whole month? I don’t know what Costello’s problem is, but I
will fix it in less than three days.”
The U.S. Navy Space War Planning
The design concepts for the one and two-kilometer spacecraft
carriers had a similar mission to conventional ocean carriers like the USS
Midway of the 1950s, namely, to maintain control over our region, star
cluster 44937, of the southeast arm of the Milky Way Galaxy. To
accomplish that mission of the “Space Midway,” our designs require
launching and recovering of a diverse number of spacecraft-like fighters,
attack, long-range reconnaissance, personnel, and construction craft. This
spacecraft required the use of fully electronic launching/recovery systems. It
operated magnetic thrust units for takeoff and retraction for recovery. For
takeoff, the attack spacecraft are fired rapidly through ports that have
transparent airlocks on all twelve of the massive hanger decks. The
automated launch system continues operating till reaching the perimeter
control where it is automatically canceled. Now, when a squadron of
fighters is returning from a mission the regional control tower receives
notification of the returning squadron, it initiates the entry mode. This
control simultaneously removes pilot control and automatically sucks in
individual fighters, fifty at a time, pulling them in through the entry port and
sets each craft down softly on a predetermined parking place in the hanger.
(The first image shown below is a copy of a drawing Bill did for TRW, based
on his earlier thinking at the Douglas Think Tank. The next drawing is a
more detailed plan for a couple of spacecraft consistent with
the capabilities described in the previous paragraph. -Ed.
In addition, one of the pages found in the 22 boxes of materials that Bill
saved and donated to Editor Wood was the following table identifying secret
deployments of various vehicles allegedly for the purpose of communicating
with alien species as noted. This list is identical to one also found in the
Project Serpo material. This table was found as printed copy, unlike all the
other words in this autobiography, which were typed by Bill on his computer
and then corrected for spelling and grammar. Therefore, it is unknown
whether it came from
AWAACS Program
Operational Readiness Study
Command and Control Design Systems
NORAD Systems
Number of Alien Entities Types Understood to Operate in
Germany 1944
German SS Interference with the 1,443
Timeline of the 1,443 Implementing: 1889-1923, 1946
German Bases in Argentina
German Transport/Cargo Submarine Programs
Antarctica German Conquest of Forty % In 1930?
German Missions to Solar System Planets?
German Missions to Galactic Near Stars
Kilometer Long Cigar Spacecraft Carrier Star Ship
Development
Site Activation – Operations
Galactic Cape Mission Capabilities and Requirements
Galactic Spacecraft Carrier Configurations
White Sands NM Test Range Mission Capabilities
TRW Rep Support Limitations at Off-Site Locations
One way that TRW’s Think Tank studies were accomplished was a
“Limited Inter-office Correspondence” from a Project Office that required
classified information from a defense agency on, say, a threat development
that was involved in a similar field. (This happened many times before any
other company was ever informed.) A TRW “Industry Briefing” memo went
to specific top technical individuals at TRW who were notified of the
advanced information with a copy of the agenda that stated, “The number of
TRW attendees is presently being negotiated by the Project Office. Please
look over the proposed agenda and inform me if you desire to attend.” At
TRW we were seldom commanded, just politely asked. After the briefing
was concluded, which sometimes took place at a DOD Facility, we were
given copies of the Threat.
I designed various missions to meet the Threat and identified the
classes of ships and types of vehicles necessary to successfully confront and
defeat it. Then I drew preliminary sketches of the entire battle space area
and its platforms and vehicles. Then the TRW Think Tank group
reassembled to review the configurations that I had defined. In my Threat
development, I would conceive and document what the entire battle space
would look like, and how the new mission would address the Threat, what
configurations the new vehicles would look like and what missions they
would perform. My data would become the foundation of the new TRW
‘Unsolicited Bid Proposal’ to be sent to the DOD.
Limits of the universe
Over in the systems lab 7732 we had been addressing the limits of the
universe again. It had developed almost into a rain dance. Steve and Tara
had insisted that we are looking the wrong way. Chris and his chick said,
“It’s four p.m. and we haven’t had lunch. We should break for something to
eat.”
Cindy said, “Oh my gosh, Bill; there you go again, disagreeing with
Albert. Everyone knows that we can’t run faster than the speed of light.
6,000 is the limiting factor, but…”
Wait a minute - hold on - the speed of light can’t be the limiting factor.”
I said, “We are not seeing the whole picture. I have always known it. Even
before I knew there was an Albert Einstein, I know the speed of light was
just a bump in the road. It’s just like ether. We didn’t realize that there is
other stuff (energy) out in space that we can’t see: that the entire universe is
filled with. What I am trying to say is that there must be a whole lot of
things surrounding us way out in space that we are totally unaware of. We
can’t see it; we can’t comprehend that we are seeing just a very small picture
in our telescopes because as Admiral Bobby Ray Inman says, ‘We are only
using a fraction of our brain.’”
Ok let’s look at that, someone said.” ‘Assuming that the aliens are
controlling our brains with mind control…. Then another person interrupted,
“You mean like maybe the Reptilians?”
“Yes, because we know the aliens drop their five gases frequently and
yes, we have photos of squadrons of their tankers dropping the stuff right on
Orange and San Diego counties at 300 feet. One or two of those gases
contain elements that prevent us from using the other 95 % of our brain,
probably most of the stuff floating around between our ears.”
Cindy said, “So……Lets look even deeper. George Moe from the 3751
history lab said, ‘The aliens have definitely prevented us from understanding
our distant past’.” The schools don’t even teach history anymore. If it is
taught, it is a totally incorrect version to prevent us from knowing our real
planet history of continued wars to control population, and other
civilizations in our distant past...and ask questions.”
“Ok, Willy boy,” Tiff said. George Davis over in 3992 claims that when
Hitler came to power, an arrangement for a pact between Hitler and the alien
reptilians was agreed to. But this arrangement was implemented entirely
through thought control. No documents, just telepathic projection or even
details as to who gets what for some other stuff?”
“Yes Tiff, Dave is heavy into the Germans being the master race; the
Aryans, justifying Germany’s taking over the “inferior” countries.”
It is interesting to address the many European secret societies that had
existed in the late 1800s, particularly the Vril Society. It was started by a
very young girl in 1911, her name was Maria Orsic. The “1443” secret
program was referred to in my first book, “Selected by Extraterrestrials”.
That group of primary German citizens was telepathically instructed by
aliens to design and build large propulsion systems and space transports.
Then load all their families and friends in the spaceships and fly out into
the Galaxy to another star’s planet and live much longer utopian lives there.
The SS discovered what she and the other girls were building and copied
every element of the Vril Society’s space vehicle transport programs. Over
the years, from 1890 to 1936, over 1,443 people were involved.
Germans and Admiral Byrd
We just finished another rain dance on Program 5595, and I got Chris
before he ran out the door of the conference room. “Hey, Chris, do you
remember the Admiral Byrd fiasco down at the South Pole just after WW-II
ended?”
“Yes, Bill. The Admiral took some of his over-worked drinking buddies
down there on a skiing vacation.”
“Well, that’s not exactly what happened.”
Chris, sipping his coffee, said, “We are going to be out of the loop for a
while.”
“Oh, no. I am not because 5595 will take me at least six weeks and it is
due in three. Hell, you heard Dr. Loans just now.”
“I know but…”
“There you go again with ‘but’. Ok, Bill, I’ll call Kelli and get her over
here for your briefing. Is Tiffany on her way now?”
“No, we can’t let them in on this; it’s really tight.”
“Not again, Bill. Kelli will think I am shacked up with that little redhead
over in 2713; she will cut my thing off when we show up later; and Bill,
what are you going to say to Tiff to cover up missing time? You know she
won’t buy your old line that we were abducted in that beam up into one of
the Gray’s saucers?”
“Ok Chris, back off; this is a real problem for 3954 and actually all of
us. You and I are to meet Dave Rogers and Dr. Clamorer in thirty minutes in
building eleven.”
After introductions, Rogers, who I had studied with on this problem,
asked Dr. Clemton to review their progress. Locking the conference room
door, Clemton explained that this subject was classified way above top
secret with ‘eyes only’. “What’s new about this; we can’t divulge any lab’s
theories, projects or programs to any other lab anyway. We can’t even
request support from another lab?”
Chris added. “That’s right.”
I cut in, “From now on what we are doing does not exist and neither do
we …who could be missing forever?”
Dr. Clemton, a tall lean man with graying hair and penetrating dark eyes,
hit us hard with, “You boys remember Admiral Byrd’s hobby was down
south of Chile in all that ice-cold Antarctica?”
“Affirmative”, I answered. “Well Richard wasn’t the only one who
wanted to play in the sand … ice. Way before Hitler in 1938 grabbed thirty
nine percent of the dirt down there, they called it Neuschwabenland and then
claimed it for Germany. They had explored there in the late 1800’s.”
“Yes, you’re right; when I was in naval intelligence in 1942 our agents
in Germany reported their acquired secret information first to Admiral Rico
Botta and then to Washington. I was staff to Botta and documented these
reports in the Admiral’s conference room usually after midnight. They
reported that the German scientists had conceived fantastic advanced
weapons and several types of aircraft that could fly over a 1,000 miles per
hour. The Germans researched, built and test flew them from massive
underground factories all over Germany.”
“You’re getting ahead of me, young man.”
“Well yes, but it was very interesting that Dan Mushinsky, one of our
Navy operatives in 1943 who investigated all over central Germany for
seven months, reported it was important for us (USN) to understand the
incredible new culture developing now in the third Reich. The Germans are
very inquisitive, showing an unbelievable interest in the North and South
poles and astronomy. The Germans are planning to occupy all our planet
Earth, the Moon and Mars. They have completed specifications to
accomplish this within a year after winning this war. Their engineers want to
know what makes everything work. They have also established the
requirements for their future 1,000-year Aryan solar system civilization.
‘The Aryan solar system.’
“What are your thoughts on this, little man?” the doctor asked.
“Well, to me, this is like someone is controlling their physical and
mental capabilities by activating their recently discovered sophisticated
drive into the Galaxy.”
Not waiting for another opening as he went on, Dan said, “The German
Navy was shipping large numbers of advanced researchers, scientists and
engineers to another massive underground part of their country now in the
South Pole. In 1944 another one of our naval operatives observed that the
Germans were using at least forty of their newest submarines on a
continuous expansion transfer program since 1939.”
“Oh, wait a minute,” I continued. “In 1953 at the Douglas Think Tank
we established that Admiral Byrd discovered an ice entry in the ground
down there and talked with some little people that lived there. There had
been a confrontation there with loss of life involving our naval personal.
However, at that time we had not established who the others were, and
whether the fighting occurred before Byrd’s talk with the little people or
after. It was still left undefined. We started a study however that was
shelved as we had really demanding alien fires burning.”
“Are you finished, Mr. Tompkins?” Dr. Clemton asked.
“Also, in Germany we determined that there was a major
development program involving German naval officers, some SS and
thousands of young blonde girls breeding for the new fatherland. The naval
personal were frequently permitted extensive shore leave to participate in
continual partying at the lavish hotels with garden and Olympic swimming
pools for the naked girls. Housing facilities are provided all over the
country. The girls only stayed in the party hotels until they got pregnant
after which they worked during pregnancy. Only after the new Aryan baby
was born did the girls return to the fabulous continually-nude party centers
for another round of love.”
“Are you quite finished?” Dr. Clemton added. “Your background is very
interesting; but can I get into our real problem now?”
“Well, yes but I would like to cover…”
“No, you don’t”, Clemton shouted. “I have the floor; do you
understand?”
“Yes Sir.”
The doctor proceeds with, ”We have established that in 1946 Admiral
Byrd, who had made several research explorations to the north and south
poles, returned to Antarctica aboard the aircraft carrier Philippine Sea that
was rumored to have been supported by thirteen other naval ships.
Apparently, this mission was to clean up a group of German research
technology people that had escaped internment after WW-II was over.”
“Wait a minute, Doctor,” Chris cut. “Why would we need thirteen
additional ships; couldn’t an aircraft carrier that big handle a cleanup of a
bunch of civilians?”
“Good point, that’s one of a substantial list of questions surrounding this
mysterious event that is our mission requirement.”
I said, “Naval intelligence near the end of holocaust in Germany had
become aware of the advanced weapons that they had been developing. Not
just nuclear, but methods to conduct war that were inconceivable. These
weapons seemed to have been created overnight, impossibly. Nothing in our
arsenal came even close; their circular aircraft propulsion was unbelievable.
It’s like they came from outer space, one navy operative Dan Mushinsky
had reported. And as unreal as this was to the operative, German mechanics
were fixing them. Pilots had been trained and were operating these strange
objects as if they were in tactical combat squadrons? As unreal as this was,
they were producing these advanced aircraft in factories all over Germany.
This could have possibly changed the outcome of the war. They had used U-
Boats to transport their advanced weapons to underground factories that they
built in their new country at the South Pole.”
Understanding the magnitude of this staggering event, I implemented a
Navy search of the personnel on board the U.S.S. Philippine Sea (CV-47)
missions from 1946 to 1958. The largest aircraft carrier on the planet was
55,000 tons and it turned out to be the Philippine Sea had just been
commissioned on May 11, 1946 and eminently commandeered by US
Secretary of the Navy James Forrestal for a secret mission commanded by
four stars Admiral Chester Nimitz and Rear Admiral Richard Byrd.
“Forty ships? What the hell did they need a battle group that large for?”
Chris shouted.
Zeppelin analogy with space operations
The great Count Von Zeppelin designed and built over a hundred
large Zeppelins (dirigibles) since 1895. Unlike conventional balloons used
since the American Civil War in 1862, Von Zeppelin utilized several
individual gas cells, each in effect a balloon, encased in a long rigid
framework of lightweight metal girders covered with linen fabric. His
Zeppelins bombing England during WW-I had little success in actually
damaging targeted cities. However, flights overcrowded communities were
devastating psychologically.
Our Navy acquired the Zeppelin specifications and drawings and in
1923 built their first dirigible, the ZR-1 U.S.S Shenandoah. To many
American Indian tribes, a dirigible appeared as a helping spaceship. The
beautiful Indian word Shenandoah meaning “Daughter of the Stars” was
used.
The Germans had designed an enormous Zeppelin, the L-59, a
prototype Zeppelin with a range capable of crossing the Atlantic Ocean and
bombing New York. It was 750 feet long and carried enough fuel for the
round trip. In 1917 the German East African garrison was short in military
supplies. The new L-59, a naval craft, was called upon as a long-range test
flight to supply the garrison. The ship’s captain Buckholt was Germany’s
most famous dirigible Lieutenant Commander. Also aboard was the famous
Dr. Eckener. Flying over the Mediterranean was very dangerous as the seas
and harbors were covered with Allied warships. Shortly after crossing the
blistering hot Libyan Desert, the dirigible was only several hundred miles
from the safety of the German East Africa garrison when a radio message
was received, “Turn back; the garrison is overrun by British forces.” They
turned and fled, now on a round trip well over 5,000 miles from home. The
message was a fake by the British, but the flight substantiated L-59s design
mission to bomb New York. The WW-I was now over so there was no need
to perform that mission.
In 1921 the largest German wartime dirigible was the L-72 that had
been appropriated by France as war spoils. This was an enormous
production version of the L-59. It was also 750 feet long, one of the first
Navy dirigibles originally intended for bombing raids on New York and
Washington D.C. Germany later had their the A-9 and A-10 missiles, larger
than V-2 missiles, built for the same targets.
Now with a new name, the Dixmude, the L-72 proved long range
capability by cruising more than 4,500 miles nonstop over North Africa.
Like many other Zeppelins, the L-72’s had extremely light aluminum
structure, designed for cruising at 20,000-foot altitude, not the extremely
high wind turbulent expected near the desert floor. Now, with the young
French Captain du Plessis de Grenada at the helm on December 18, 1923,
the L-72 took off for another flight to French Africa. On the third day out,
cruising near the coast, an ‘all is well’ radio message was received from the
Dixmude …. Then nothing…. The L-72 was never heard from again.
This massive naval dirigible, the largest on the planet at that time, with a
crew of seventy-four officers and sailors on board, could not be found, even
though aircraft from seven allied nations had searched the desert, and the
Mediterranean Sea with many naval ships. A week later, very strangely a
local fisherman near a large port found Captain du Plissés de Grenada
floating face up in his undamaged dress uniform. Now how could that
massive 750-foot dirigible wreckage and all the crew of good swimmers
have perished and only the young Captain survive? There were different
stories as to what could have happened, none of which ever justified this
disappearance. Could aliens have simply sucked (electromagnetically) the
L-72 up into a docking position next to their mother ship for investigation of
the design of the L-72 ship and its naval crew?
While conceiving and designing naval spacecraft carriers and their
naval missions in the 4051 Lab, I was also investigating other research,
joining early similarity of large alien cigar-shaped vehicle missions with our
planet’s early naval dirigible operations. I was keenly interested in support
vehicles and their takeoff and landing operations. We were privileged to
have in our secret TRW alien files (that were at our disposal), numerous
descriptions by highly qualified military and civilian personal of alien naval
starship sightings. The alien mother ship simply belched out smaller
reconnaissance craft with obvious missions to investigate our secret military
faculties and retaliation capabilities. When the smaller craft left the mother
ship, no hatch opened. The smaller craft simply went out through the side of
the big ships metal plating. Returning craft were observed exiting and
entering the same way. No doors opened. We also had 35 mm movie films
removed from Navy carrier fighters showing the same missions. Obviously,
either the structure of the spaceship was programmed for the smaller vehicle
to exit or the smaller craft initiated the exit and enter missions.
How and when were the secret laser weapon systems developed?
As I entered my office at 7:00 a.m. the phone rang with a call from
Dr. Raymond Sorenson.
“Hey, Bill, Admiral Wallis called last night and said to add Admiral Steve
Markus of NAVSPACE to our agenda for this week’s rain dance. This guy
is some sort of deep-water space mission type. After the introductions, I am
pushing you upfront in the briefing. Dr. Bart can back you up as needed, at
least until we can pry out of Markus what he is really trying to get us to
divulge. As you know, Wallis will fly up in his chopper from San Diego.
This guy Markus is from Virginia and coming into LAX at 7:30.”
“OK, Ray. I’ll go pick up the admiral and his aide in my Caddie, small
talk him on the drive back to TRW and try to get an inkling as to what he
actually wants.”
“You read my mind, Bill. Oh, and bring Ashley with you. I know she can
drive and keep the aide busy in her short skirt. See you at 9:00.”
After introductions and coffee, Admiral Markus opened with,
“Dr. Tompkins, just how did you people acquire these materials?”
“Well, Sir, I’m just one of the draftsmen around here and they don’t tell
me everything. I was not involved in the early effort, but I did design
numerous configurations that resulted in very long-range (deep space
capable) laser weapon systems. The early configurations were assembled
into circular supporting structures and installed in the upper center fuselages
of military 707 transports. This gave them 180-degree vertical targeting
capabilities. They were limited in size and range, but they did provide
target-destroying capability. Later, we designed much larger configurations
for the Star Wars anti-ballistic missile program. But their primary mission,
as you gentleman know, is for anti-extraterrestrial vehicle destruction
programs.”
Ray then sent me up to the podium and I got right to the point:
“Gentlemen, we are using our back-lit wall display for the overall briefing,
and I also have separate charts for the NOVA missions. As some of you
know, TRW is also in the laser space business, so let’s review some of our
laser weapon programs. Since the early 60’s, TRW has been designing,
building, and testing every type of laser available from micro-miniature
computer units to giant, hundred-foot diameter space-borne defense systems.
As you can see on the screen, these data were obtained from ─ let’s just say
─ an unofficial source of certain systems and hardware that was made
available to TRW. We, in turn, established reverse engineering study
projects, one of which developed into our laser airborne/space weapon
program.
The conference room suddenly got very quiet. “We are among friends
here, gentlemen,” I went on, “The twenty six-foot diameter laser prototypes
are to be built and installed in the nose section of Navy 747‘s; however, they
would be labeled U.S. Air Force, for whatever reason. I don’t understand
why you people can’t seem to get together on these things?” There were
chuckles around the table.
“The latest of these airborne systems will be the YAL-1. The laser beam
power and fire-control system are so large that they will completely fill the
entire two-story fuselage of the prototype 747’s. The YAL-1 units are to be
cantilevered thirty feet forward on the 747’s centerline, below the pilot and
copilot. During early mock-up flight testing, this nose location provided an
even superior operation, with a 210-degree forward targeting capability.
This installation is in a turret within the window assembly. It has a very
large contact lens, ground to optical specifications, which is necessary
because the optically coated window is an exit point for the beam.”
Admiral Markus cut in again,
“Well, draftsman Tompkins, I understand Admiral Wallis is interested in
considering your YAL-1 laser system to install in his NAVSEA ship-based
anti-ballistic missile program, and even on your proposed anti-alien
spaceships. But what seems apparent to me is that you, as principal
draftsman, have neglected your duties, and not added two plus two together,
to plop down one of your shiny new lasers onto one of your satellites.”
My blonde secretary, Tiffany, stood up and stamped her foot at Admiral
Marks. Angrily she said,
“Billy is not a draftsman, and for your information, he initiated a proposal
four years ago in the Advanced Concept staff meeting to do exactly that, and
he is chairman of that organization, too, so there!” Her foot-stamping didn’t
do any good on the thickly carpeted floor. The Admiral’s aide tugged on
Tiffany’s skirt, whispering,
“You better sit down before you get fired.” Knowing the Admiral was a
sailor, Tiffany, with her miniskirt flying, quickly twirled around 360º giving
him an enjoyable view of her tiny red thong. For this, he gave her a big
smile of approval.
“Well, draftsman Tompkins, I am well impressed with everything you
have presented, including your young lady’s presentation. I’m going to cut
TRW sufficient funding for both your YAL-1 production and the follow-on
space research configuration.”
“Yes!”
From those large programs to the smallest, TRW was under a Navy
contract for C4I (Command Control Communications Computers &
Intelligence) that had been originated by me years ago. The orbiting Satellite
System Group had brought me on board as a weapon-systems principal.
Because of my extensive background at Douglas, I could design the vehicle
and ground support systems in half the time normally required at TRW to
accomplish this task. In the ensuing time after completion of that program, I
was asked to support five other programs as System Concept Planner. One
of those was a Navy advanced airborne C4I and countermeasures program
that was installed on Douglas A-3B Sky Warriors: long-range carrier-based
reconnaissance bombers.
Star Wars weapon systems.
Many studies have been underway at TRW’s main campus laboratory on
over fourteen different configurations of laser weapon systems. The alpha
device chemical laser was selected for operation in space environments to
meet TRW’s requirements which included the SDI: Strategic Defense
Initiative. Numerous configurations that I designed for different laser
systems included mounting the alpha chemical laser in the nose of Navy
airborne 747’s to meet requirements for SDI. However, to meet these
requirements, we mounted our lightweight aluminum high-power beam
chemical alpha laser in a TRW orbiting space satellite that has a million
watts of power. This modification included the space propulsion system.
During my unconventional four-year advanced research in Naval
Intelligence in 1942, it was necessary for me to accept very strange
assignments. One was the Philadelphia Experiment to make our Navy ships
invisible. Even Albert Einstein was involved in that one. Another Star Wars-
type weapon was still in applied research, not yet considered to be in
development. The mission, when operational, was to protect our naval ships
with offensive light beam weapons. These beam units were to replace
conventional anti-aircraft guns aboard our surface ships. This program was
initiated in 1953 at the old Douglas Think Tank in Santa Monica. Later, it
was influenced by alien weapon technology that we discovered on the
crashed vehicles that we shot down over Los Angeles in February 1942.
This open-ended (anything goes) advanced energy weapon research was
an element of my mission and was so classified that it had no name, just
code numbers. Our task, defined by Secretary of the Navy, James Forrestal,
was to establish primary studies at the China Lake Naval Weapons Center to
develop and test light beam weapons. As more UFOs crashed, their
hardware became available to be reverse engineered at a separate secret area
at the China Lake Base. Certain universities and industrial organizations
were also contracted to participate. Eventually, during the Cold War, this
group successfully reduced to engineering practice such technologies as
megawatt-class chemical lasers and high-power beam-controlled weapons.
In early 1958, the TRW Systems Group was formed, (a non-profit
corporation) taking much of the Navy’s prototype ship-borne High Energy
Laser Weapon (HELW) configurations for study and development. By 1963,
TRW had developed over thirty different types of low and high energy
lasers. They were sized from micro medical instrument tools to massive
ship-borne and air-borne Naval weapons. (Ed- Nearby, see the man in the
test to grasp the scale of this weapon.)
Chapter 7
REMOTE VIEWING AT TRW
The Theory Center was a separate operation that includes Remote Viewing
(RV) and was conducted in research labs that I was privileged to attend.
Theories were devoted to several configurations of mind control.
One study concept utilized electromagnetic energy directed into soundproof
rooms with groups of men and women to evaluate their ability to resist the
influence of directed thought activation.
Another program was a marketing tool for the motion picture and
television industry. It involved presenting information on the movie film
soundtrack that could not be heard or seen by the audience thereby
influencing them to accomplish a task or mission that they were totally
unaware of.
TRW’s Remote Viewing Program.
Remote Viewing got its start during the early cold war when several
Ramo-Wooldridge and DAC/RAND individuals were attempting to thought-
activate telepathic projection concepts during weapon system planning brain
sessions. At times, these remote viewers would focus on how the Soviet
engineers were approaching their design of the similar type weapon system,
and their thoughts (target) would end up in a Russian military research
center at say Latitude X and Longitude Y, actually first looking down on a
building and then looking inside at the weapons under development. The
remote viewer could establish a target and even hear the Russian engineers
talking about their problems in manufacturing or testing of their advanced
missile system.
The CIA got wind of the remote viewing activities and immediately
classified the entire program. To them this was the sweetest tool that they
ever got their hands on, if it could be developed into a reliable system.
It is interesting that during extensive studies it was established that not
everyone when trained in remote viewing had the ability to accomplish a
reliable target report. It appeared that only a limited group could repeatedly
access a specific target. Now we get to the juicy part of remote viewing.
During extensive target-searching of Soviet military space satellites, our
remote viewers located many vehicles not positioned on the Air Forces
NORAD radar screens. In fact, none of any service-mounted military radar
or even our TRW satellites’ radar could locate or identify these mile-wide
vehicles; they simply did not exist. But the Soviet spy satellite was
definitely there with these enormous delta-shaped spaceships parked nearby.
The remote viewer could even identify windows and hieroglyphics on the
side of completely unknown space vehicles. The remote viewer would then
focus inside of one of the spaceships and witness command and operational
centers with strange uniformed beings moving around as if they were crew
members of a Navy aircraft carrier.
The 2200 Theory Center was developed to utilize support for Space
Programs that then required specified brainstorm reviews. The Theory
Center was a separate operation, that includes Remote Viewing (RV) and
was conducted in research labs that I was privileged to attend.
Some classified remote viewing programs were in cooperation with
U.S. Naval Intelligence and or other advanced think thank organizations.
During the cold war, remote viewing early target attempts to penetrate the
Soviet naval unbelievable fantastic technical advancements in stealth and
other areas for their aircraft carriers and other surface ships was
accomplished. Admiral Sergey Gorshkov, the Supreme Commander of the
entire Soviet Navy, was targeted. He had been supposedly telepathically
influenced like Leonardo De Vince and Einstein in the past. Admiral
Gorshkov, as some of you naval historians know, was the father of the
modern Russian Navy, conceiving, designing, and building enormous
submarines with vertical launched intercontinental missiles -- even today the
largest on the planet. Not only did our remote viewers just penetrate into
Gorshkov’s offices but they were able to hear every word said in there and
also in every naval advanced design center and every operating submarine.
No intelligence vehicle had ever accomplished this depth of sophistication.
Targets were then established into Gorshkov’s office revealing that the elite
there were also considering the impact of the ALIEN influence on Russia.
The remote viewers then presented their data to Present Reagan who had
been previously briefed on the success of the remote viewing intelligence.
Present Reagan called Admiral Gorshkov, stating we can’t continue the cold
war because we must join forces to protect our planet from the ETs with the
black hats. And the wall came down.
Many of the members of the TRW Professional Staff, myself
included, attempted to both communicate both our concepts and thoughts
telepathically to other research personnel and tried to receive their thoughts
as well. However, the major remote viewing operations successes were
accomplished in specific laboratories devoted to remote viewing missions
and targets. A simple description of an RV mission is to have the viewer
select a specific location on the planet like San Francisco
(latitude/longitude) and view looking down like from an airplane. He
visualizes the top of buildings, then penetrates inside to different floors, then
into a desired floor and room. He is now able to see and hear what people
are saying and can then focus on the principle, hearing everything that is
said and even focusing/reading documents in tables. Hey, now isn’t that a
cool way for a U.S. Naval Intelligence operative to get into Admiral
Gorshkov’s secret new submarine design?
One of the remote viewers made a mistake and instead of looking
down, looked straight up, focusing on the bottom of a six-kilometer long
spaceship parked above California. For some reason, the stealth system was
either turned off or unaffected by his RV reception allowing him to
penetrate deep up into the spaceship and into the bridge. He viewed
humanoid uniformed personnel performing operations like our Navy’s
aircraft carriers preparing to get underway. The bridge was however far
larger and unbelievably more advanced than anything ever witnessed by that
remote viewer.
This event set off a feeding frenzy of all the most talented remote
viewers targeting the communications to the Air Force North American Air
Defense (NORAD ) to target this specific latitude/longitude and then every
possible bogey out there. Remember that alien spaceships have the ability to
prevent any type of sensing radar from detecting them at any time as most
extraterrestrials do also by making themselves invisible.
Remote Viewing and Bobby Ray Inman
Bobby Ray Inman and Gorshkov, in the 1980s. Navy League operations
investigated remote viewing of alien presence in the Northwest. During a
meeting in our Navy League conference room reviewing the Soviet naval
counterpart of the US Navy’s investigations ASW (Anti-Submarine
Warfare) surveillance of both the Pacific and Atlantic oceans, I said, “The
thing that concerns me is during the cold war, we may not understand that
the Soviet Union with their tail in-between their legs made a decision to tear
down their wall in Germany. (It may have resulted from third party
influence.) As some of you may be aware, this was the result of a very
successful US naval intelligence investigation of a remote viewing mission.”
“Ok, Bill;” Walter cut, “I know what you’re going to tell.”
Susan popped up, mini flying, grabbing my speaker control and saying.
“Back off mister Walt; it’s important that this cubical RV group understand
our background in this alien communication system. Slapping the mike back
in my hand she said, “Carry on, Billy Boy.”
I continued. “It all started in 1969 during four-star Admiral Bobby Ray
Inman’s worst intelligence problem in recent naval history. The Soviet Navy
had been constructing some of their newer smaller ships that looked really
different. The sides of their navy ship hull, superstructure, brig masts and
even their gun turrets were slanted at over seven degrees.
“What the hell are they doing that for?” another four-star commander of
the pacific fleet demanded”
“Then we tracked a new medium class that looked nothing like a
destroyer; but must be a destroyer. Even worse there was what must have
been a cruiser that looks like Star Wars. (We at TRW were the principal
technical consultants to Spielberg’s space movie “Close Encounters of the
Third Kind”.)
“That’s enough”, Bobby Ray Inman said, and he formed a secret Think
Tank in naval intelligentsia comprised of the top concept thinkers in the
Navy and aerospace. After he thought way too much study time had elapsed,
one Navy Commander who spoke Russian fluently (his name is Ted
Mitchell) said, “I did it; I did it”
“You did what?” the frustrated Admiral demanded. “I was thinking
really hard, concentrating on their naval base where they build their ships. I
have seen things several times in the past, usually when I am resting. I
ignored all the milling and talking and concentrated on their new ship
designs: the problem. Laying my head back I felt a little dizzy; even sort of
fell asleep; well not all the way but I found myself floating at forty-
thousand feet over the Vladivostok naval base. Good thing it was summer
cause I was freezing. Looking down, there were two massive long dry-
docks. Two of the docks had large strange ships under construction. I
focused myself down, just like with a camera, to about four hundred feet
right above them. One was a battlecruiser like I had never dreamed of
before. There was an enormous aircraft carrier with a flight deck shaped that
I had ever seen. I then flew down (yes, I flew) to about a hundred feet to the
side of the ships. OMG. They were space vehicles or something; you should
see this ship from the side; it’s like two thousand feet long. And their
construction cranes must be five hundred feet high.”
“Wait a minute, you’re here, Ted, with us, not over Russia,” Jeb on the
study committee cut in.
Dr. Sorenson shut him off saying, “I have told you about this. Ted is
over Russia. He is using his subconscious; it’s his soul he is using.”
Ted continued. “Nothing like any country’s navy ship cranes. Got to be
the largest ship building cranes on the planet.” He flew over to a group of
buildings thinking one could be the Russian naval headquarters. Sensing
engineering, I dove through the roof of a distinguished looking building
right into a large well-appointed conference room. The lighting could have
been a little better but there was no question that was where I had wanted to
go. There were at least thirty top naval officers, their aides, well-dressed
design engineers, and construction principals. But, most importantly,
standing at the center of the main table was the tallest, most impressive man
in the room. He was the most important naval commander on the planet,
bright eyed, gray haired, mustached and sharply goateed: it was the four-star
Admiral Sergey Gorshkov in his dress uniform, the Supreme Commander of
the Soviet Naval forces.
“Amazed, I could see and hear everything and even smell the coffee;
instinctively, I knew that no one could see me. Yes, there were
conversations about their anti-radar stealth designs that made their ships
almost invisible to American radar. But, far more important, was their
understanding of the alien presence on our planet that was now affecting
every country on Earth; their understanding that the aliens were definitely in
control of our planet.”
Very abruptly, Ted landed back in Admiral Bobby Ray’s Think Tank
realizing that he had the answer to the big problem....“Where the hell have
you been for the last twenty minutes?” somebody hit him.
“Ok, Sir, I found myself saying, ‘this is all new to me’ but I think I may
have actually visited Gorshkov’s secret conference room and know why
they are building their ships that way: it defeats our radar, Sir.”
“Hold on, Ted, explain what just happened to you?” Captain Daley
questioned.
“Can you do that again, Ted?” I asked.
After going over everything five times it was accepted that we really can
project our minds far greater than ever possible. And after attempting to
repeat the same procedure several times successfully, three of us were able
to confirm this viewing skill that, if perfected, could be a major intelligence
tool. It seemed that the Russian naval operations were even more
knowledgeable in nearly every element of the alien missions than the
American Navy. A cold sweat came over me; somehow, we in the US Naval
intelligence, were less informed about aliens than Russia? After proving the
viewing possess, Bobby Ray had Ted sneak into Mikhail Gorbachev’s office
and discovered that the Leader of the Soviet Union was also more informed
about the extraterrestrials’ threat to planet Earth than President Reagan.
Bobby Ray called Reagan and informed him of the outstanding
breakthrough in investigation and the remarkable understanding in Russian
of the alien threats to our planet. This resulted in a call from Reagan to
Gorbachev concerning the unbelievable situation we were all in. That
resulted in a meeting between the two leaders of the planet. Agreeing that all
of the problems and differences between them in the cold war were nothing
compared to the aliens apparently having been in control of virtually every
country for at least thousands of years. They shook hands and not only the
cold war stopped but the German wall came down. Gorbachev left Russia
and moved to San Francisco. He accepted a professorship at Stanford
University. All these historical outstanding events were implemented by one
of the first discovery of the use of remote viewing which is a vital expansive
use of the brain and an alien method of communication. It is now practiced
at the southern Oregon Navy League and utilized throughout the thinking
minds in this sector of the galaxies.
TRW’s involvement in so-called “science fiction” movies
As some of you know, the Air Force has been stating that their
studies over the last fifty years have concluded that none of the UFO’s are of
extraterrestrial origin. The government, however, knowing that this is not
true, has made numerous attempts to allow some of the truth to leak out with
the disinformation, primarily through the news media. The obvious leak is in
the propaganda TV programs’ influence on our children starting in
kindergarten and continuing now through middle school. The children’s
toys, books, TV, and movies all show hundreds of different alien races
involved with us from insects to dinosaurs.
TRW was the technical advisor to the movie “Close Encounters of
the Third Kind,” directed by Spielberg. This film contained a story line that
was fiction; however, numerous UFO sightings throughout the movie were
nonfiction. When the large extraterrestrial ship landed and the horns were
blowing and the cameras were running, the men in white lab coats had the
big blue letters TRW on their backs.
How much influence the TRW Technical Staff really had on the
earlier “2001: A Space Odyssey” science fiction film, wherein a monolith is
discovered on the Moon, left by extraterrestrials is still being debated at
cocktail parties all over the free world.
Science fact had already been established at TRW during the
Egyptian Pyramids Structural Construction study that concluded that the
Egyptian pyramids could not have been built by man. With our poor
learning curve taught in school, science fact had actually taken place at least
five-thousand years ago right here on Earth.
Another Spielberg movie that was released as a TV mini-series was
“Taken”, also technically advised by TRW. It was released as a book. These
were also among other TRW activities that I participated in. What I am
saying here is that the government’s control of the public’s fear-factor has
been accomplishing for over fifty years by releasing extraterrestrial
information and trying to get the public to accept the truth about the alien
problems.
The foundation for the 2004 film “4400”, was a non-fiction exposé
of the 4400 US citizens that were abducted from the 1940’s to 2004.
Numerous young wives of the 4400 disappeared in the early 1950’s with the
rest of the 4400 from the beach of a lake near Seattle, Washington. They had
been missing for fifty years but were still only nineteen years old when they
returned. By this time, their young husbands were either very old or dead.
Like I said, you nice people must try to stop looking through that
small window. It is not just “The Truth Is Out There”, but please look at the
big picture. Primarily, TRW, Douglas/RAND, Northrop, North American,
Lockheed, and even Martin engineering have for years been exposed to
events of this kind, forcing them to consider the ramifications of intelligent
life beyond our planet.
TRW also contributed to the movie 2001.
Typically, 90% of the movies are made for two markets: one for the
US markets the other for the rest of the planet.
The TRW attempt to build the Egyptian Pyramids
TRW hired Bechtel Industries Corporation, the most experienced
construction organization on the planet to support us in defining the methods
of cutting out the massive blocks of stone, then refining how to move the
blocks to the construction site, assembling them into the pyramid. With all
their top system designers and construction methods, they were unable to
accomplish the task. The blocks were 60-ton rock quarried out of a
mountain, miles from the construction site. In assisting in the post-review
attempts to accomplish the construction, I was thinking back to all those
years that my uncle, Dr. Harding, with his three daughters (my cousins)
trying to discover the Egyptian procedures in Santa Monica, CA.
Alien chemical warfare
Sabrina, that gorgeous little thing from the Biomedical Lab 1433 in
the orange minidress stood up saying, “Bill, you’re full of shit trying to get
some of these assholes to buy into other timelines; they can’t even tell what
time it is now.”
“Well, yes, Sabrina some of them here at TRW are still bothered
with my comments of our Naval spacecraft carriers operating at light speed
three or four, but fortunately for us they’re not in this meeting.”
“Ok, but you, Billy Boy, you better get it straight; that prick Dr.
Philips in the Ops Lab 1600 has been preaching that there aren’t any
Freemasons in TRW. That it’s just part of your propaganda to stir up the
troops; there, I said it.”
“You, little girl, must understand that the aliens have been cruising
their inter-space battle groups throughout the galaxies at ten times the speed
of light for eons.”
“Well, I do, but some of these eggheads are so tied up in their own
fields that they can’t visualize our mission and the real threats.”
“Wow, Sabrina, that’s my line. I am going to get you transferred to
my lab and let YOU sell this stuff. They also move in and out of time
periods as easily as we go through a bulkhead door from one compartment
to another on an aircraft carrier.”
“The Freemasons?” she asked.
“No, the aliens, you little cutie.”
Now just when I was getting to know Sabrina a little better, in walks this
dream. I looked at Sabrina, with a smile and exposing all of her long legs in
a mini so short I could hardly see it. This tall blonde was from subspace
3901 in a Bolero jacket and four-inch high heels. She makes a point of
always being late for a spectacular entrance. This caused one of the Ph.D.’s
in the front row to move over and give Sabrina a chair.
Brushing her blonde locks with both hands like she was going to take
her clothes off, she stared into my eyes with lust, crossing her long legs
exposing her red string panties only to me.
Continuing my briefing! “We must start thinking in different
dimensions. The aliens developed the technical ability to build massive star
ships thousands of years ago. Aliens move into the past and into the future.
They step across time zones and live in the future. Yes, we here on this
planet are living in a technical explosion now. But we are still at the
beginning of the galactic curve. Back at Douglas we were involved with the
five gases that the alien tankers drop to control us. As most of you know, the
Douglas Think Tank did the first studies on the gases that were dropped
over southern California two months after Pearl Harbor in 1942. There were
over a half a million people that saw the dozens of UFO’s fly in over Santa
Barbara and everything between San Diego and Santa Barbara. What was
not well-known was the larger units parked over every community, as other
UFO’s came in over and around them. The large ones were continuously hit
by the anti-aircraft fire; also, they were fired upon by every Navy ship in
Long Beach harbor and even the ships in dry dock, using up all the Navy’s
ship and base ammunition. The air raid started sounding at 12:30 am and the
so-called attack lasted until 5:30 am. Remember, over half a million people
came out of their houses and watched this event for half of the night, nobody
had a heart attack, nobody was scared and everybody went back to sleep
near the end of the night. Meanwhile, on the other side of the world
Germany was dropping bombs on London and everyone there was running
into their bomb shelters.”
“The reasons here for no panic was that several days before the main
attack, a squadron of UFO tankers dropped the five gases on southern
California. We breathed the alien “pot” and were high at the time of the
attack. It was determined early by a Think Tank biomedical specialist what
two of the gases were. One would force the girls to watch soap-operas and
get us guys to spend our time watching baseball and football. Our problem
now is that we have other extraterrestrials interfering with the Reptilian’s
five gases. They are making all of us cow down to their other agenda gases.”
It was five-thirty in the afternoon and Chris and I had been at it all
day without any support from our administrative assistants when in popped
Tiffany, bubbling with enthusiasm.
“Where have you two girls been all day?” Chris asked.
“Oh, we took the morning off and.....”
I cut her off. “It’s six-o’clock, not lunchtime.”
Cristy added, “Martha in 4156 told us about this place: The Pleasure
Palace over at Shasta and we have been window shopping there all day.”
“She was right. It was fabulous,” Tiffany added.
“How did you guys get all the way over to Mt. Shasta from here?”
“Oh, we rented one of those little two-place open-top UFOs with
leather seats that Howard suggested. I think Fiat imports them from Italy;
they are really fun and easy to drive.” (A bit far-fetched? – Ed.)
“Pleasure Places in Mt. Shasta?” Chris asked. “What is that?”
“Oh, it’s not in Mt. Shasta. It is underground and is an alien town with
window shopping like a Vegas center and is much more fun than Rotterdam,
Holland,” Tiffany said. The manikins in the store windows wear five-inch
heeled red boots that come up above the knees and the orange leotards cut
their lower parts like strings with the whole little bottoms out.
Barbara from Douglas Corporate walked in and hearing all the
conversation said, “Wow, those are not manikins. They are real girls in the
windows that you can meet later and have fun with. (Yes, Barbara from
corporate, also from Douglas, and as nice as ever.) I have been there too
and, yes, Shasta’s pleasure palace is fabulous! But you, Chris, are full of it
and you know it. You guys fly up to Shasta airport on that 737 and not in a
small two-place convertible UFO, ‘cause the Italians are really sharp, but
Fiat can’t build ‘em yet. Ok, you guys. Have your fun.”
The next week Chris and Tiffany both hit me at the same time with
‘Tunnels and Caverns’ again. I had just returned from another briefing with
5967 and their preoccupation with the Moon’s underground alien bases.
5967 had been comparing the alarming number of potential underground
alien tunnels and caverns all over the western states of the U.S. with the
probability that the aliens are using the Moon cavern base facilities for
similar operations. Two years ago, John Alexander (a former boss) had
suggested that we consider the underground cavern at Dulce, New Mexico,
that the Navy was operating with the aliens.
“Now 5967 wants us to bring them on board,” I added.
Before I could continue, Cindy, mini flying, headed to our file room.
Shortly, she came out with a triumphant smile, dangling a thick file in front
of my nose. “Got it. Your old questionable past again, Billy, spooky old
underground Douglas stuff.”
“Well yes, Cindy, but remember when we planned that test center?
Northrop and Lockheed were going to be operating in that Lancaster hole,
too.”
Still standing in those four-inchers, she started reading just like an
Admiral commanding our space Navy, “8664 proposed anti-gravity space
vehicle test center is to be located underground in the thirty-kilometer long
Lancaster, California cavern.” The anti-gravity test center was to be built
and operated under NAVSPACE control and operated jointly by Douglas,
Northrop and Lockheed Space Systems. The test center will do final
assembly and test both prototype and pre-production space vehicles, attack
fighter/bombers, portal, and transport for operation in solar and inter-star
Naval missions.”
“Okay, little girl, you have made your point,” I said.
Stamping her foot (in four-inch-heeled boots this time). “I’m not
finished yet,” she continued, “The center will be powered and illuminated,
sun-like, by ether energy and supplied by a system of tunnels that connect to
China Lake and Edwards AFB. Underground test centers will be operated by
sophisticated command and control test centers that are operated by both
civilians and Naval personal. They may be supported by alien Grays,
Reptilian technicians, as in numerous other underground centers now under
development. This Lancaster test center will also be connected by
sophisticated high-speed underground rail transportation systems that are to
be located throughout the U.S. in the larger underground cavern production
centers.”
“Stop, Cindy. You have given the entire pitch to the Pentagon.”
“No, I haven’t. The real punch line is: Yes, these underground
cavern space development centers will cost multi-billions of dollars, but the
caverns are free, and some are close to a volcano.
“Oh boy, Bill,” Chris added,” We are really in trouble!”
Later at TRW
“Okay, you’re the expert on that, Steve,” Luge cut in. It was near the
ten o’clock break in Dr. John’s reading room. We had been at it for three
days and still, we’re not in agreement as to how we should disclose
underground caverns and alien tunnels to top management. This is so
foreign to our TRW sponsors. The Ph.D.’s are at best closed-minded, having
been educated at the universities and were lied to on many aspects of our
real history; we could never rely on any of them to support our programs.”
Meeting a neighbor: During a meeting on my first book in my office
with Lynn Dobson, U.S. Navy Captain, Retired, Oceanside, CA: it was 2001
when he informed me that he and a four-star admiral and his aide spent the
last sixteen months of his Navy career reviewing massive underground cities
and underwater alien bases that are managed by aliens jointly with the U.S.
Navy. These facilities are located all over the US and our territories.
Navy Captain’s Report
A very good friend of mine, a Navy captain, in 2000 told me about
aliens. The Navy’s first nuclear submarines and the aliens.
It took place in Utah; the program was top secret. The entire development
from the concept phase to the actual first test run of the U.S.S. Nautilus
occurred in a fraction of the time it normally took for the Navy to build a
conventional submarine. The pace was so great that many of the scientists
and young Naval officers committed suicide, more than in any other Naval
development program. His numerous assignments at the war college were
also conducted under extremely high pressure with continued emphasis on
totally different threats coming from off the planet as General MacArthur
had said in 1945. At the Rhode Island War College, he was required to
define a “potential war” that required the participants from the Navy, Air
Force, Army, Marines, CIA, FBI and clergy, to define a war that we initiated
to attack three Arabian nations and remove (take out) their governments,
their military, and not cause WWIII or kill millions of civilians. Each
participant was to come up with a plan. No plan was successful except for
the Captain’s plan. The Captain said he felt his plan was conceived with
assistance by the aliens. Admiral Stansfield Turner (who was later Director
of the CIA) was so impressed with the Captain’s plan that he had the
Captain’s assignment changed to “senior staff officer.” Remember, that took
place years ago and way before the four-week Iraq war.
He said his last eighteen months before retirement from the Navy
were spent with a top Admiral reviewing all the alien development and
operational bases (like the Area 51 Test Center) in the U.S. and its
territories. Many of these facilities were underground and were completely
controlled by the aliens.
When I asked him why, in February 1942 when we had just been
attacked by Japan at Pearl Harbor, did the UFOs fly over Long Beach and
L.A. with hundreds of their vehicles so slowly and at very low altitude? He
said that they (the aliens) “felt it was time they disclose their friendly
presence to us.”
I asked him about MUFON’s (CUFOS’s Dr. Allen Hynek) document that
stated that over eighty alien species were on our planet at any one time.
Some of them were just on vacation, interested in what we were like and
then flying on the other planets near a different star, and some were helping
us at different research facilities. I waited for an answer, and then I told him
that while I was at DAC planning the Apollo program, I was assigned a new
secretary who looked like she just came off the Las Vegas stage. She was
one of the most beautiful women I had ever met, was brilliant, knew what
document I needed before I asked her to try to locate it. But somehow, she
also gave off a facial expression to some of us that looked like a Zombie,
though she was not. I thought at that time (1959) she was there to get
information on how I was conceiving and managing the program and then
passing it up to some other group somewhere that wanted us to make it to
the Moon. But that did not bother me; what bothered me was that I felt she
was an alien and I did not know what that feeling meant. The Captain’s
answer was, “You know, some of the aliens can make themselves look
different than they really are.”
During our discussion I informed the Captain that at TRW one of my
top colleagues, a doctor that I worked with very closely, also instructed
systems engineering night class at UCLA. He was a very tall, handsome
man who had as his assistant an absolutely beautiful woman who did not act
like a Zombie. He asked me to conduct his class one night while he attended
a meeting over in the Palisades, a suburb of Beverly Hills. I agreed and had
no trouble by not going with the curriculum. Instead, I just briefed the class
on how we used the system engineering concept to enable two men to walk
on the Moon. The class kept me over for two hours with questions.
Later, I found out what my colleague and his assistant were really
doing that night. The large home that their party was in had a very large
three-story living room. During the evening, my friend and his beautiful
assistant levitated up to the top of the living room ceiling for over twenty
minutes. It was a very good party. The Captain was unimpressed, saying,
“Remember what the aliens did with President Eisenhower at Muroc Air
Base in California: they floated (levitated) all around the inside our hangars
and above our conference table during their capabilities demonstrations.”
Chapter 11
EXCITING TIMES IN OREGON
I was only eighteen years old when I was inducted into the Navy and
stationed in San Diego, CA, during the last few years of WWII. When the
war ended, I was honorably discharged and entered the civilian world
working in various aircraft design and manufacturing companies. The details
of that time in my young life are covered extensively in other parts of this
book and Selected by Extraterrestrials, so I won’t repeat them here.
However, the Navy is still in my blood and I have always felt very close to
that military branch.
Some of you remember this is an autobiography, so I am stopping
again and slipping in a time warp after my time at TRW in the 1980s. After
leaving TRW much later in life, our family moved to Medford, Oregon,
seeking a much less stressful lifestyle. What proceeded from there is another
fantastic event in my life. Everybody knows Oregon is out in the boonies,
but Medford is located only fourteen miles north of the California border
near that big hill with all the UFOs flying in and out daily: Mt. Shasta. Soon
after we arrived in Oregon, we bought a building lot, designed and built a
large futuristic home on the west side of a high mountain that had a
magnificent 180-degree view of the Pacific west coast.
While there, I organized a Navy League Council called the Rogue
Valley Council. A Navy League Council is made up of retired Navy
personnel, their family and other civilians interested in promoting the Navy
lifestyle. In my case, I established a Special Project for Sea Cadets, teenage
boys and girls whom I taught about the reality of UFOs, ETs, and our Space
Navy. We named them a ‘Star Platoon’.
Other members of the Oregon Navy League were retired Navy officers,
many of whom were pilots who had their own business aircraft. They would
fly all over the western states for their businesses and Navy League activity.
An interesting side note is that as they flew around Mt. Shasta, they
would see UFOs entering and exiting the mountain. Curiously, they would
see no portals opening for the vehicles. They even drove around the
mountain base in their off-road vehicles looking without success for such
openings. As you may know, Mt. Shasta is reported to be a major UFO/ET
base.
In 2015, it became necessary to look back at some of the circumstances
that began my unreal background back in 1970 when they dropped me into
the TRW Space Think Tank. I reviewed these strange extraterrestrial events
with the Brass at the top of the Navy League program.
Here’s what I told them: It all started with my alien hobbies in 1942,
where I was on staff to Admiral Rico Botta in Naval Intelligence in San
Diego, California. As you know, my involvement in the space programs
then continued at Douglas Aircraft, then at North American/Rocketdyne,
and later at TRW, where I was on Staff to a V.P. I then went on as Program
Director of the highly secret ASW/UFO/SEAFLOOR BASES, and then on
to the Corporate Red Team at General Dynamics. Later, my involvement
reached a crescendo in the ‘70s and ‘80s in the northwest where I was
promoted to Oregon State Vice President of the Navy League of the United
States and Chairman of a secret Special Project Group with a Naval Space
agenda. This included studying Naval missions by the aliens; these were
their plans to control every country on Earth through the use of war. We
must accept that some hostile aliens may have been underground here for
thousands of years, possibly using war as one of their methods to maintain
their control over us.
My job at TRW was to utilize the conceived Naval Space missions
using kilometer-length US Navy spacecraft carriers to confront the aliens.
We then proposed to Congress to fund hundreds of millions of dollars to
build thirty battle groups with these spacecraft carriers to engage the alien
battle groups and prevent them from attacking us. If necessary, this would
get the other aliens off our planet by attacking their alien battle groups out in
the galaxy. (Not with a war here on this planet!) We will then work toward
the penetration of other alien species that have infiltrated our defense
systems and are attempting to take over our planet.
Developing the Sea Cadet program was surprisingly simple because of
the enthusiasm on the part of the young boys, and especially the girls. It was
completely different from any others that I had encountered in my forty-year
Navy League involvement. These students were heavily motivated after
seeing Spielberg’s classic film, Close Encounters of the Third Kind, which
was released in 1977. I briefed them on aerospace technology and they just
couldn’t get enough of it. My having been involved in conceiving the space
missions and the design of the Apollo stages, including the launch complex
39 facilities, was music to their ears. They were intrigued by my
descriptions and drawings of the launch control building and they were
astonished when I showed them my 1’ x 3’ x 3’ model of the 400-foot steel
umbilical tower with its four entry arms connected to the Apollo vehicle.
They were very impressed and proud that they were now actually
participating in the space program.
I also explained that I had designed the launch control building, replacing
the German underground blockhouse and the Mission Control Center in
Houston, TX. Their enthusiasm was so great that their Navy League Chapter
was rated ‘Top’ in the Western States by Navy League directors. In the
Oregon Navy League, we spent fourteen years investigating secret alien
agendas, but that will have to wait for another book. (Ed – Bill’s electronic
and physical records did not contain his report on investigating secret alien
agendas. Bill’s computer is in the possession of Bill’s son Dean if it still
exists.)
One of our Navy League members, Special Projects Director Rick
Holt, the County Commissioner of Oregon, was related by family to Senator
Barry Goldwater who was also a Major General in the US Air Force
Reserve. Goldwater sponsored the extraterrestrial programs at the highest
level. Probably because he was back in Washington, DC, at the time, Rick
Holt was often missing from his official duties as Southern Oregon County
Commissioner and as the Navy League Special Projects Programs Director.
He was the principal person in the Navy League with knowledge obtained
directly from inside the Pentagon relating to our government relations. He
was also well informed of the latest UFO sightings, probably because he
was party to the classified information derived from Goldwater’s exposure
to the Pentagon Naval missions. That made him especially valuable to our
Oregon Navy League organization.
Another Navy League tidbit: I was talking to Dave Thorson,
Executive Vice President of SAIC (Science Applications International
Corporation), in his office in University City, San Diego, CA. Dave was also
involved in the Navy League missions. He related to me that he had recently
discovered that aliens have been cruising the halls of SAIC’s corporate
building. SAIC is one of the major players in the ‘black projects’ world, so it
is not surprising that ‘they’ often show up there. We suspect they monitor
many of our black projects relating to them.
Now let me tell you about a very weird experience that took place during my
time in Medford. You should find it interesting, perhaps even unbelievable,
but it really happened and was confirmed to me later by a couple of
participants.
Was I transported in space and time at Mt. Shasta?
During my morning ritual, my cell phone announced that I had a
voice mail, one that was left late the previous night. It was a female voice
saying that the Navy League officers were invited to a dinner meeting the
following week and that other information would be arriving later by mail. It
was all very curious as she didn’t identify herself or leave a phone number.
Sure enough, the next day a formal invitation arrived in the mail inviting
local government officials and Navy League officers to a dinner meeting at a
location about forty miles west of Medford, Oregon. A map was enclosed
showing the meeting location. The invitation was signed by ‘Oregon Navy
League Supporters’ and we had no idea of who they were.
I contacted the Medford mayor and asked who he would like to
accompany him to the function. He said that he would ask the County
Commissioner to join him and that the two of them would represent the city
of Medford.
On the appointed date, fifteen of us, mainly retired Navy officers
involved in the local Navy League, piled into three off-road vehicles. The
mayor and County Commissioner followed in the mayor’s new Audi and we
formed a four-car caravan heading west, following the supplied map. After
about thirty miles, we turned off the main highway onto a back-road heading
west toward a distant mountain. Along the way were yellow signs with an
alien face design posted by the roadside indicating the correct turns we
should take. We discovered later that our Navy League cadets had posted
these helpful signs.
Soon we were on a narrow dirt path – hardly a road – that wound its way
up the mountain side. It was a frightening trip as the path up the mountain
was canted at an angle that seemed as if we could easily slide off the side
and tumble down the mountain to our certain death. We later suspected that
the ETs had somehow assured our safe ascent.
After several harrowing minutes, we finally made it to the top where
there was a large flat paved area surrounded by pine trees. To our
amazement, we saw three large vehicles floating about seven feet in the air.
Yes, floating! They looked like helicopters without rotors, and each emitted
a brilliant colored light – red, blue, and orange. This explained why there
was no paved road leading up the mountain – they arrived by air! There was
no one else around but we spotted the usual yellow sign on the far side of
the area indicating that we should continue onward. After about a quarter
mile we saw a large cedar building that appeared to be a magnificent
hunting lodge.
After parking, we were met on the large wrap-around porch by a
handsome man in his late twenties who ushered us into a large entryway
where we were greeted by about twenty others who appeared to be in their
late twenties, handsome men and beautiful women in semi-formal dress. It
seemed that there were equal numbers of men and women. After
introductions, we were ushered into a lounge with a variety of plush chairs
and sofas and a large mahogany bar where we enjoyed pre-dinner cocktails.
All the conversations involved their support and encouragement for our
newly formed Navy League here in Oregon.
Every room was decorated with the hunting lodge motif, with large
animal heads and weapons displayed on every wall. We soon moved on to a
large dining room with a long central table with us seated on one side and all
of them facing us on the other side. After a magnificent dinner, a variety of
desserts were offered.
We were seated facing the outer wall with windows that provide a
magnificent view to the west. Suddenly, to our amazement, the entire outer
wall dissolved and was transformed into what appeared to be clear glass.
Not only the wall, but the floor, the table and chairs turned transparent; we
felt as if we were suspended in midair. The view now had changed from
pine trees and the western vista to a beautiful futuristic city a mile or so
below us. We looked across the table and our hosts were no longer clothed
in their previous attire, but now the women were in sexy, skimpy garb and
the men were in shorts and short sleeved shirts. What the hell was going on?
What did they put in the desserts and coffee?
It was very clear to us now that our hosts were ETs, showing us their
support for our Navy League Chapter devoted to educating our young
people about the extraterrestrial visitors. Too bad that our Navy League
cadets were not present to witness this ‘miracle’.
After a short time, the scene reverted to our previous reality where walls,
floor, table and chairs were again solid, and our hosts were back in their
original clothes. Still reeling from our weird experience, we thanked our
hosts and left, proceeding cautiously down the mountain. I was riding with
the Mayor and Commissioner and about halfway down the mountain, the
Mayor, who was driving, clutched his chest, gasped, and stopped the car. It
was clear that he was suffering a minor heart attack. The other cars stopped
and with the help of the other men, we pulled him over into the back seat
where he could lie down. I took over the wheel and drove down the
mountain as quickly as I safely could. Meanwhile, the Commissioner called
911 so they could meet us at the highway junction. We got to the bottom
before the EMT’s arrived, so we drove on to the nearest hospital’s ER.
Fortunately, with prompt medical attention the Mayor survived.
When I later checked with some of the Navy officers who were present
at the mountain top function, they had no recollection of the ‘miracle’ city I
had observed. I was flabbergasted! A few days later, the Navy League
President and the Commissioner did confirm my experience, so I knew I
was not hallucinating. But none of the others had any recollection of what
had happened or even having attended the dinner. This was another well
documented example of Mind Control. Very curious….
What might have happened during our own abduction?
We were driving my new Sedan De Ville up to a cabin in the Sequoia
mountains, all five of us, (Mary and the three kids) when we saw a blinding
light near the summit. The engine quit, the headlights went out, the radio,
dashboard lights and the heater went out, too. In less than three minutes after
the lights went out the engine started up again and we simply drove on over
the summit to our rented cabin for three days of fun in the forest.
The next Tuesday, I dropped the car off at the Cadillac dealer on
Wilshire Boulevard for a checkup to see what might have caused the
electrical failure. They gave me another car while the mechanics double-
checked the systems and reported all in perfect order, and that was it. Well,
no, I don’t think so, because somehow, I felt that several hours had elapsed
and we were not under that light for only a few minutes, but a whole lot
longer.
Knowing everything that I have been experiencing at Douglas
involving the aliens, the whole family could have been pulled on-board one
of their motherships for different agendas. This is very frustrating because
they must have controlled my/our memories in our subconscious minds and
wiped them clean of the events that took place. I am positive that they
terrified my wife, Mary, and our daughter because if I even mention
anything involving the subject, they are terrified and will try to slap me. I
have this feeling that if I ever were hypnotized by an expert in this field, I
would find out that the aliens that pulled off this kidnapping were very evil,
and that they were trying to counter the Nordics that are helping us achieve
our given place in the universe.
Chapter 12
REPORTS UP TO THE PRESENT
(Ed.- These four preceding pages were created by Bill, in our opinion,
when he was dealing with several possible editors in the early 2000’s. He
had visions of several books being created from his lifetime experiences, and
these are the topics we think he wanted to be sure to cover. Some of them
were discussed in his first book, “Selected by Extraterrestrials” and some of
them are discussed in this volume you are reading. We believe that the
topics represent his plan to elaborate on them.
His words shown above make it obvious that Bill was not a good speller.
Our editorial tasks included correcting the spelling and grammatical
mistakes that Bill made, while preserving his message intent accurately.)
EPILOGUE AND TIMELINE
Bill Tompkins’ first book, “Selected by Extra-terrestrials” included
portions of his life as he remembered them, from childhood to about 1970
when he became employed by TRW. Besides seeing his sketch of the TV
image of alien craft on the moon at the same time as the Apollo crew, you
have would also have read about:
Bill Tompkins’ five decades since 1970 have included many other
amazing experiences that he was in the process of writing about as his first
book was published in 2015. They include revolutionary concepts that apply
directly to our society today. What you find in this volume you are now
reading also includes:
Robert M. Wood
April 2020
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