Today, an Essay, "Fire and Rain," excerpted from my book "Dream Weaver", under Essays in the website.
This essay/chapter piece ties in with the last few blogs about sacrifice, gods and UFOs, and I found it surprising that the man who told me this rambling, paranoid tale in 1975 touched on many elements I recently read of in Richard Dolan's book. Could the man who gave me this tale have been ahead of the curve?, for the information recorded by Dolan came from the late 1980's. On the other hand, I may have read something since the 80's that had that information in it, and placed it into the man's conversation about UFOs unconsciously. This, I know, happens all the time.
This essay/chapter piece ties in with the last few blogs about sacrifice, gods and UFOs, and I found it surprising that the man who told me this rambling, paranoid tale in 1975 touched on many elements I recently read of in Richard Dolan's book. Could the man who gave me this tale have been ahead of the curve?, for the information recorded by Dolan came from the late 1980's. On the other hand, I may have read something since the 80's that had that information in it, and placed it into the man's conversation about UFOs unconsciously. This, I know, happens all the time.
Recently, I sent a friend an essay concerning he and I that occurred over 40 years ago, and he replied that I had "contorted" some of the facts - although he did admit that his memory, too, might be wrong. My reply was that his was not history, but life; and such it is with memory, the memory that we have being what will affect our actions and thoughts into the future. For that reason - because the memory is more real to us than the actual facts are - I wasn't being flippant. With scholarly work, we check the facts that we can and distinctly mark any speculation. With our regular lives, it is how we remember it. Yes, I could have checked with everyone involved and perhaps arrived at a series of more realistic facts, but that might have taken months or years - and might even have been impossible. People die or move far, far away. But in personal essays, it is about the meaning that was in the episode for the individual. In that case and in most others, I'll bet all the facts wouldn't change that important core.
Back to Fire and Ice: the man also mentioned the underground tunnels in Pennsylvania. At the time of the writing of Dream Weaver, the existence of such tunnels was still considered paranoid ranting. It was about 5 years ago that I read an article that happily, even casually, mentioned the tunnels, in West Virginia rather than Pennsylvania, but for the same purpose - to protect our national leaders from a nuclear war. These, really, are much more than tunnels - rather, the facility is more like an underground city, with exercise rooms, dining rooms, individual bedrooms, and a reported swimming pool. This place was not only meant to protect our legislatures, but human kind from extinction, if need be. Imagine Ted Kennedy and Joe Biden being a few of the handful of the fathers for an entire new race of humans! The town where the underground facility is has now become something of a tourist attraction, even though one still cannot enter the facility, and its exact location is officially kept secret. Supposedly, the town folk know, because many were there during the construction. Many have said that an underground railroad is also present, able to whisk away our precious leaders from Washington to this safe house. I can't remember if that was also confirmed, but I wouldn't doubt its existence.
What is important to me in this confirmation is not that the man - or the memory of this man - had it right; but rather that such a facility had been built, information of it had been leaked, and yet people who "believed" in it were mocked as paranoid, tin-hat wearers. The very tone of the article was surreal - "oh yeah, this huge underground facility exists. Hmm, isn't that interesting?" This article was not on the front page or even the front section, but packed away in the Travel and Leisure section of the Sunday paper. As if -as if - we had known of it all along, and it wasn't a big deal. It was a big deal, once, though, spoken of generally by people late at night after too much booze or pot. It wasn't, in normal life, supposed to be considered real. It was hidden behind a news blackout and ridicule. Just like so many other things. No wonder some people are paranoid. And nothing makes one more paranoid than finding out that that which was considered ridiculous is very, very real. That world of black ops and misdirection is not for me - that would be a path I wouldn't want to take - but it is interesting to see others on that road. And who knows what they might eventually reveal? FK
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