Aliens
For those of you coming in from Noah's Ark, the buttons above will take you directly to survival information, and the download software area has the shop manual and other info. The Mobius Projects looks into all possibilities and those of you wishing to survive the great changes to come should really go through the entire site. You may feel you do not agree with all the information herein, AT THIS MOMENT OF TIME! When you realize you made a mistake by not taking some thoughtful advice, it well may be the last thing you realize... I get the distinct impression that many coming to this site section really want to turn the clock back to a gentler time, a simple version of life before being overwhelmed by our high tech society. You had better try to be a little more truthful with yourselves in that case. No one is forcing you to live as you do. You can move to a rural area such as found in Alaska and Canada, and you can live off the land. Many rugged individualists do this very thing, and are quite successful at it... What is stopping you? Fear of change and being different. If you are going to go, you want it to be in a crowd, as you have the gut feeling this gives you a better edge for survival. In your case, I would make sure I was traveling with the right crowd... In any case, after looking this site over, choose thoughtfully and well from the various links in various areas. If you want to know who is going to shape the future for you, look into the mirror. You have "cusp". You are the master of your own destiny ...
Perhaps I, one Allen D. Furford, am getting ahead of the story... Born in November of 1944 and the oldest son, according to my parents I cried for the first six months, walked at 9 months and was on a dead run by the time I was a year old. I could not tell you about this myself, as my earliest recollection was at 18 months old, and by that time I was carrying on adult conversations and also had the ability to disassemble mechanical devices much to the dismay of all of the relatives in our very large family. My father was a master shipwright and also a fisherman during this time, while my mother's side of the family were coal miners, millwrights and farmers. I had the best of two worlds with wonderful loving input from both sides, aunts and uncles alike. We moved up and down the West coast so many times following the fishing seasons, that I changed schools 13 times before graduating from Ocosta High school in Westport, WA. I went to sea with my father on and off from the time I was twelve, stood my watches and learned to navigate at that age while we chased the wily albacore tuna from as far south as San Diego to as far north as Seattle. I helped my father build boats and my uncles milk cows and bale hay. I had been on television representing my school on KOMO's Quizdown. Experts from UCLA had worked me over trying to find out just what made me tick, and estimated my I.Q. at 178. Other tests have varied to 130. The Airforce had tested me and I never missed a question on their test. Regardless of all of this, I was still just a kid who devoured knowledge in huge gulps, always questioning and thinking about what I had heard, seen and read. In that respect I still do the same thing. I know now that I.Q. tests are not that accurate and do not equate at all to common sense.
I got married, attended college for two years in science and engineering while sailing to the Yukon River in the summers, worked for Boeing Company and saw my UFO, went commercial fishing and became an expert on Dungeness crab according to Scripps Institute of Oceanography, died a couple of times in the U.S. Public Hospital in Seattle, and went through a divorce. I built the first Magtet at this time as well as developed my first bait formulas. I built a combination boat for Ernest Lott of Westport, WA., then I went to work briefly in the very seasonal family anchor business which had been started by my grandfather and was now owned by my father. While doing this I was approached by Togiak Seafoods to run a processing vessel and play chief engineer, a converted LCI named the Bering that still had the original quad units in it for power, and ran Frick two stage refrigeration compressors for freezing salmon. I helped a cargo vessel out that came into Togiak Bay with mechanical and refrigeration problems at the end of that summer, and the same company suggested I get my merchant marine license. Later that year I spent a month studying at nights to take the test and ended up with the first issue of my chief engineers license because of my accumulated sea time. The year was 1976, the year I remarried to my present wife. It was also the year I started working on the PAL Oil System. From 1976 to 1983 I sailed cargo vessels and also doubled as Inport Engineer for the Alaska Marine Shipping Company, sailing inspected and uninspected vessels. To make a long story short, by 1992 I had made 139 trips on a year round basis into the Bering sea, had been on the first Soviet / American joint fishing venture into Soviet waters, and had played the role as a sailor from deck hand to captain. My license was inspected and equivalent to eight years of college. The year was now 1992 and I started GLO Industries Inc. and the PAL Oil System. Without my wife, family and friends, this would not have been possible...
When the PAL Oil System first went
on the web over two years ago, UFO information was still being
posted on the Internet, my own information had very little to
link to as places like Art Bell and Stan Deyo were also in their
infancy. This is no longer true as more sites are being
put up regarding this very subject dealing with visitors from
outer space. From the time I originally wrote the bulk of the
Mobius books, which started in the late seventies due to a series
of very intense dreams, I had to rely on magazines like the National
Geographic, Scientific American and Omni, magazines which were
purchased in places as remote as Dutch Harbor Alaska, Cold Bay,
Sand Point, Kodiak, Homer, Cordova, Yakutat, Pelican, Hoonah,
Petersburg, Sitka, Ketchican and finally Seattle before I got
home to Elma, where I currently reside. In 1992 we got a satellite
dish which gave me access to the Turner Learning Network, Discovery
Channel, History Channel and the Sci-Fi Channel when all else
fails. There was always the new public library which we helped
build by way of contributions, then ultimately the World Wide
Web.
My
hobbies, if you could consider them hobbies, were all facets of
engineering, construction in many fields, and history. I also
am an amateur mycologist, loved chemistry and dabbled in microbiological
engineering. I have a place in Bouse, Arizona and spend quite
a bit of time on the desert testing my products and working with
all the beautiful stone in the area. I hunt down Indian sites
and glyphs, doing my best to try to decipher them. My favorite
sport is football, which I played in high school. I like the outdoors
and earth sciences. Animals trust me, even the wild ones for they
sense I mean them no harm and enjoy their company. I am self taught
on the various computer systems and have designed and built special
ones for practical use on ships and for GLO Industries Inc. A
ship is nothing more than a moving community, totally self contained
and reliant on the ability of the engineers to keep it going.
If something has to be designed and fabricated, we do that also.
If we make a major error, people die. Now you have a basic idea
of where I am coming from.
When my present wife and I lost our youngest son in 1983, I was tested by a physiologist who wanted all the details of my life for insurance and legal people. After he got what he wanted he just sat for a minute or two in silence and then just looked puzzled at me. "Do you know you have lived a life that most men just dream of? Did you ever see yourself growing into the person you now are?" I thought for a minute and then replied, " I never even gave it a thought. It just all seemed like the thing to do..." He just shook his head and sighed. I only saw him that one time and often wondered why other people would want to collect the scar tissue I have...
When I put the Mobius Insight up, I gave it a lot of thought first. I knew it could hurt my business from a conservative standpoint, given the material involved. I also knew if I did not warn people about what I have seen, I could never live with myself. Some will consider this site a threat to their own plans at first glance, but if they stop to think about it, they will realize this simply is not true. Merely consider the site as a learning experience to prepare the indivdual for the sweeping changes on the way. The people on this planet have made many grave errors though the years, and when we start over, we do not want to make the same mistakes. A long journey starts with the first step, and the first step starts with the initial thought.The oils were designed to save lives at sea. The books were designed to save lives on land. My nieces and nephews affectionately call me Uncle Alien so let's get back to the Off World People. They are much more interesting to talk about and have their own set of problems. End of discussion...
We really seem to have three main physical alien groups to work with, and these can be broken down into two groups, one that we look like, and one we do not look like. The ones we called the Nephilim or gods would be in the first group, and the grays and the reptilians would be in the second. The key to this is the words: The main groups. Now I have not seen any of these individuals to my knowledge, at least I could not recognize them for being off worlder's or as some would call, Aliens. I have seen a flying saucer as was explained in the background for this book. In subsequent dreams I have had, they take no definitive shape except that of hominoids, being basically featureless to me. I could not tell you except in one cases, just what they were. The one exception was the bunch who had crashed, their ship was spherical, and they looked like us, only shorter than my almost 6 foot height. The one I carried back to the crashed ship, which had suffered lower damage to about one eighth of it, was not that heavy in my arms. I was treated well and allowed to view the inside of the vessel, looked around to my satisfaction, checked on the injured party to make sure he was all right, and then left... I was never afraid at all throughout this entire experience except in one case when I was told I could look into another cubicle which had a curtain closed in front of it. I could not look. Would I have seen myself? Was I in the past and not in the future? Who really knows about these things...
In any case it is ludicrous this day and age to deny the existence of such triangular / spherical / discshaped craft. Oh yes, the debunking is still going on, but with less and less vehemence, and many more scientists have crossed over the line to what I consider my side of the fence. Why? They saw what many of us have seen, analyzed what they saw, and joined the club. What about the rest? They are either liars or have never actually seen one. How do you tell the difference? Well, if one of them is standing next to you and others, and if a UFO comes flying over in such a manner as to leave no doubt in your mind what it is, and that scientist doggedly states it was a mass hallucination, you may rest assured the only mental case present is that scientist. Do not worry about him though. The government will keep him busy on the lecture circuit for years, believing in full employment for the mentally handicapped. This type of job security is being rapidly eroded with time and accelerated occurrence of sightings, however. If one entertains the notions of employment in this field, the new line seems to be "... they are friendly and mean us no harm". The media seems to like that line also...
Years ago the government agencies would have been camped on my doorstep for even publishing such a thing as the Mobius Insight. Not any longer, for they realize the truth must come out, and better it comes out gently and thoughtfully then like a cry calling for mass hysteria. Tell me, just how did the populace of London fight back through the Battle of Britain? How did the Berliners react through the terrible and final devastation brought upon their city? What did the populace of Hiroshima do? You answer lies in looking at those very cities now. Mankind licked its wounds of adversity and rebuilt... Now this was due to war and yet we do not seem to be at war with these visitors from other systems. I am not saying they are not involved with us, I am just saying they have elected to avoid conflict at this time. In short, some set of rules seems to be employed as far as we are concerned. If it comes to a fight, we fight. If it comes to hard work, we roll up our sleeves and work. We will not let our fears drive us mindlessly as some deep thinkers are predicting, for these very thinkers have forgotten London, Hiroshima and Berlin. They have forgotten Leningrad and Warsaw. They never survived the Holocaust... Do you know why it is going to be this way? Because we are the Iron Race of Man, and we are as tough as the metal we are named for. Now with the geophysical problems at hand, will the Nephilim help us in our troubled times, or are they merely using us for their own agenda?
By now you should realize these alien beings have been with us as long as we can trace any pictures or records back. They are as much a part of human culture as we must be a part of theirs. We painted them, carved them, sang of them and wrote about them. Merely by casting about the web for awhile, you will come to find nothing has really changed. The sites that have the most visitors have something to say about this subject. Many have placed an alien site of this type on their own server or area for the visitors, as hits attract the Internet award groups. Check them out and see who really has original content. Do not form fast opinions, for much material is recopied so many times that it is hardly recognizable in some cases, and many times the original content has been highly distorted. Some sites have sudden books for sale that are nothing more than cut and paste from many sources on the web. You will never find one of those books listed in the PAL Oil System. I read a lot of e-mail and other material when I get the opportunity, but I keep my own comments in a form that I feel others can understand and relate to. In short, if I write it, it is because I have the of feel it. I began to collect information for the Mobius Projects the same year I saw my UFO, and that was in 1966... There are many footprints in this very dusty road you are now on, and there are as many are in front of me as there are behind me. I started with the Bible and the Theogony...
One last thing... In one area I wish to do the government of the United States of America a service and tell it and the reader I support our efforts in regard to Area 51, as long as it supports the Bill of Rights and the Constitution of the United States. Why? My dreams have told me that much... In short, we shall have no wine before its time. We do not need a bunch of wishy washy politicians meddling in this area of important National Defense, nor should we open any proceedings up on this subject to feed any investigative egos who are dabbling in this important area regarding the survival of our race. ( No, I am not refering to Art Bell, but there are many other younger people who are physically trying to crash the gates...)We know they are dealing with alien technology there, they know we know, and let it go at that. I am not saying we are not as nervous about it as the people who are involved are... Now there are links in this site to others who disagree with me. I respect their opinions but each person should do some deep thinking in this area. When you think of the military, by enlarge, think of the word "Honor"... This is the difference between the military and the Capitol Hill Gang, a little item that is sometimes forgotten in all the flowing rhetoric. Always remember no one individual or group has ever conquered the world, not even the "gods", to our knowledge. To do that, the free will of man would have to be totally undermined. We will cover this subject digesting the information we have about the "Grays"...
