Speaker 1: This is an email that I received recently that is, uh,
Speaker 1: it's really different. It's not really a story. And I
Speaker 1: get a few of these now and then people send
Speaker 1: their opinions to me on Bigfoot, and they're not really stories,
Speaker 1: so I don't usually include them in a podcast because
Speaker 1: that's what we do, We tell stories. But this is
Speaker 1: so out there, and I'm not making any judgments on it,
Speaker 1: but it is so out there that I thought you
Speaker 1: might think that this is a pretty cool little read here,
Speaker 1: So let's get into it. Are you holding on to
Speaker 1: old weaves? You got your dentures glued in, got your
Speaker 1: socks pulled up, Tighten up your belt because here we go.
Speaker 1: Get ready for a ride. Sosquatch are humans there, as
Speaker 1: human as anyone else, with the exception of appearance. The
Speaker 1: Almas people are their true name in Sumerian is their language.
Speaker 1: For almost thirteen thousand years up until April fourteenth of
Speaker 1: twenty and sixteen. They were an enslaved people for the
Speaker 1: purpose of hard labor, and in the distant past the
Speaker 1: world knew these people as the Nephilum. The stories about
Speaker 1: the Nephilim, as written in Biblical scripture are very incorrect.
Speaker 1: I call the Bible the Book of lies that everyone
Speaker 1: will learn this in time. Their past enslavement can be
Speaker 1: compared to Nazi ghettos of World War II, but primarily
Speaker 1: in underground bases and tonal systems. This enslavement was absolute
Speaker 1: and inescapable, and these bases are primarily in national parks, forests, preserves,
Speaker 1: mountainous regions, and other isolated areas globally. Since April of
Speaker 1: twenty and sixteen, they have been cared for by consortium
Speaker 1: of people in isolated areas globally and away from the
Speaker 1: public eye. Slightly more than nine million exists in the world.
Speaker 1: Nine million human bigfoots, I guess is what this person
Speaker 1: is talking about. The largest concentration is in Cascadia and Alaska.
Speaker 1: They are very beautiful people with families and strong community values.
Speaker 1: This is an important fact about their biology everyone will
Speaker 1: come to learn. Many people are aware that they have
Speaker 1: this capability, as they have witnessed it. Sasquatch have introduced
Speaker 1: genetic characteristics given to them by their enslavers. They have
Speaker 1: the ability to change their biological frequency that is overlapping
Speaker 1: to human senses, and this renders them invisible to human senses.
Speaker 1: With the exception of their smell. There's always been more
Speaker 1: to this world than people can see. Every thing is energy.
Speaker 1: It will not be too difficult to understand when it
Speaker 1: will be properly explained. It is scheduled for the introduction
Speaker 1: with the rest of humanity, a date I cannot disclose
Speaker 1: at this time. For the last eight years we have
Speaker 1: been tasked with caring for a group of two hundred
Speaker 1: and fifty four thousand of these creatures in Alaska. Now
Speaker 1: I'm always in their company and with their loving interaction,
Speaker 1: always in the company of children as I work now.
Speaker 1: Something important to note. Before twenty and sixteen, the Sasquatch
Speaker 1: people were policed by Sasquatch collaborators under Zeta control. They
Speaker 1: were about twelve thousand doing this globally, and they were
Speaker 1: brutal and did occasionally harm people. All were captured and
Speaker 1: removed by twenty and eighteen. The great awakening the world
Speaker 1: is going through is much bigger than humanity can begin
Speaker 1: to imagine. On April fourteenth of twenty sixteen, a global
Speaker 1: war began to remove permanently from this earth those responsible
Speaker 1: for the Almus enslavement and the control they have been
Speaker 1: actively carrying out in regards to the whole of humanity.
Speaker 1: To date, more than five point five million Zetas genetically
Speaker 1: associated with them, and humans the Zetas directly controlled have
Speaker 1: been permanently removed. I cannot see the Zatas because of
Speaker 1: an overlapping frequency to human senses. They could interact with
Speaker 1: humans when cloaked, and were able to spiritually connect and
Speaker 1: take over control of a person's thoughts and behavior. They
Speaker 1: have been here doing this, controlling humanity for twelve thousand,
Speaker 1: nine hundred and seventy seven years. On April fourteenth, twenty sixteen,
Speaker 1: that ability was stripped away from them globally, and this
Speaker 1: war began by systematically removing them, and in this year
Speaker 1: of twenty twenty four, the war will have been completed.
Speaker 1: It has been called the hidden War against the Invisible Enemy,
Speaker 1: and the term used frequently these people are Sick is
Speaker 1: code for the Zeta civilization, who are also known as
Speaker 1: Samerian gods, and when they are cloaked, they can travel
Speaker 1: at incredible speeds and pass through all of this Earth's
Speaker 1: elements without impotence. They are a genetically created extraterrestrial civilization
Speaker 1: that originated from a system in the Orion Nebula. This
Speaker 1: is the ninth world in their path of destruction. They
Speaker 1: are extremely intelligent and a predatory civilization. This will be
Speaker 1: difficult to understand and accept. Satan is a royal name
Speaker 1: and God is a species name. Samaran is their language.
Speaker 1: Satan was captured in executed on July twelfth of twenty twenty.
Speaker 1: He was located in a base at Mount Hayes, Alaska.
Speaker 1: He was forty one thousand, two hundred and fifty two
Speaker 1: years old at the time of his physical and spiritual death.
Speaker 1: The greatest reveal of this great awakening will be who
Speaker 1: is God or who was God? It is not a
Speaker 1: few everyone thinks his brain washed. It is the entirety
Speaker 1: of humanity without exception. Until full disclosure, religious values will
Speaker 1: remain in place and encourage or what is taking place
Speaker 1: will be difficult for the world to accept. Humanity is
Speaker 1: not alone, and what the Zetas have been doing ends here. Finally,
Speaker 1: you were their food, their ability to experience sexual pleasure,
Speaker 1: the harvesting of adrenaline as a drug, genetic research, and
Speaker 1: parasites for the ability to experience life that they cannot
Speaker 1: create for themselves. The complexity of this cannot be explained
Speaker 1: at this time. So I give you this brief description.
Speaker 1: Humanity's future will be beautiful, but just a little more
Speaker 1: pain that is unavoidable. And then the last sentence is
Speaker 1: book of never ending pages. Now, the first thing I
Speaker 1: will say is the person who wrote this is a
Speaker 1: good writer. Unless they copied it and pasted it from
Speaker 1: something on the internet. They're a pretty good writer as
Speaker 1: far as the theories and the things that they say.
Speaker 1: And there are many many statements in this email that
Speaker 1: I just read to you. I don't agree with a
Speaker 1: single one, but that doesn't matter whether I agree or
Speaker 1: whether you agree. The point is that's this person's opinion.
Speaker 1: They say they actually live it. They say that they
Speaker 1: are actually in control of some of these Is it
Speaker 1: the Almust people or the Sasquatch people. I don't know
Speaker 1: they're in charge of. I'm trying to look for it.
Speaker 1: For the last eight years, we have been tasked with
Speaker 1: caring for a group of two hundred and fifty four
Speaker 1: thousand of them in Alaska. So this person is in
Speaker 1: Alaska anyway. It's just one of those odd emails that
Speaker 1: I get that I never never pass on to you guys,
Speaker 1: And I thought I would I thought maybe it would
Speaker 1: give you some prompts to think, if not about their email,
Speaker 1: about the way people think around the world. There are
Speaker 1: some really different theories on all of this stuff going
Speaker 1: on in the world, and now you know this person's
Speaker 1: theory on what is going on in the world. The
Speaker 1: Bible is not a book of lies. It is a
Speaker 1: self proving book. Over and over and over. It has
Speaker 1: two hundred and sixty four thousand cross references back and
Speaker 1: forth that no over the span of time that the
Speaker 1: Bible was recorded, could ever correlate back and forth. It's
Speaker 1: just the perfect book. It's an amazing book. So that's
Speaker 1: the main thing. I don't agree about it anyway. I
Speaker 1: don't want to just keep talking about it. But I
Speaker 1: thought this was so interesting when I got it, and
Speaker 1: I debated on whether to put it up, But there
Speaker 1: you have it. I thought i'd do it. Hope you
Speaker 1: enjoyed it. This story comes second hand. It was my
Speaker 1: dad's encounter. He passed away in two thousand and six,
Speaker 1: so I cannot ask him further questions. But on some
Speaker 1: occasions there were times when we got around talking about this.
Speaker 1: His odd experience in the mountains of Washington State in
Speaker 1: nineteen fifty nine. He was a minister, a media specialist,
Speaker 1: a teacher, a police chaplain, a travel agent to all
Speaker 1: parts of the world, and he was an author. He
Speaker 1: had degrees in archaeology and anthropology, and he led an
Speaker 1: exciting life full of myriads of places and people. But
Speaker 1: he never told me of anything else as remotely weird
Speaker 1: as like this. When I think of my dad back
Speaker 1: in the fifties, from all the stories and photographs, what
Speaker 1: comes forth is a quintessential naturalist, someone totally at ease
Speaker 1: in nature. The old pictures show him clamming expertly in
Speaker 1: the deep fog along the Sandy Puget Sound, or hiking
Speaker 1: to the peaks of most all the mountains with road
Speaker 1: access in the Olympic and Cascade Ranges, both the famous
Speaker 1: and the obscure alight. His favorite activity in a state
Speaker 1: that offered so much was in the winter, climbing to
Speaker 1: high peaks in his Alaskan cawachin sweater rich in Lanlin,
Speaker 1: a dark brown thunderbird on a cream background, warm and
Speaker 1: impenetrable to the cold, and his prize Austrian skis and
Speaker 1: boots garnered from a backpacking trip in the Alps after
Speaker 1: years of saving money as the assistant to a small
Speaker 1: Seattle butcher in high school and then high high Up
Speaker 1: after a long day of climbing, he would let loose
Speaker 1: and ski all the way down. He loved doing this
Speaker 1: and would sometimes bring a friend along, but usually he
Speaker 1: went alone, leaving his house around three point thirty or
Speaker 1: four am and getting to his targeted spots around sunrise.
Speaker 1: One early winter morning, he was up on Mount Eleanor
Speaker 1: along the Olympia Peninsula. No one was around as he
Speaker 1: pushed off the snowy peak, stopping and leaning on his
Speaker 1: ski poles. Early on his way down the dramatic incline
Speaker 1: to admire the breathless beauty of seemingly endless scenery all
Speaker 1: around him, it began to snow lightly. He was continuing,
Speaker 1: standing off to the other side, down from the main peak,
Speaker 1: when he sensed that maybe there was something around it.
Speaker 1: It was a sixth cent sort of thing, and he
Speaker 1: looked up at the peak from where he had just
Speaker 1: come there off to the right and above was someone
Speaker 1: coming up over the hill. He said, it happened really fast,
Speaker 1: but his first thought was, oh fun. Another skier, which
Speaker 1: was super rare. Back in those days and had never
Speaker 1: happened to him, but it was possible. And then as
Speaker 1: the creature came closer, he saw it and it seemed
Speaker 1: to have fur in its outline as it bent down
Speaker 1: low and leaned forward into the wind for the best
Speaker 1: aerodynamic effect, and my dad said that he assumed he
Speaker 1: was comically witnessing a bear skiing totally oblivious to my
Speaker 1: father's presence. He said he was just about to burst
Speaker 1: out laughing. Bears can be dangerous, as we all know,
Speaker 1: but hilarious and fun of antics too, And as he
Speaker 1: observed it some yards away, sliding down and gaining speed,
Speaker 1: seemingly obliviving to all around but his or her own fun.
Speaker 1: After passing my dad, it slowed down, though still bent
Speaker 1: and skiing, and its head turned around slowly and quite
Speaker 1: deliberately to stare from eyes in a face that were
Speaker 1: neither bear nor human, directly into the eyes of my father.
Speaker 1: For the deep and meaningful flick of a second. He
Speaker 1: was letting my dad know that it had known of
Speaker 1: its presence the whole time. This is when everyone listening
Speaker 1: would get the willies so bad, and when I was
Speaker 1: a little girl, I would have to run around to
Speaker 1: expend the energy of the willies shouting it was the
Speaker 1: abominable snowman, and he did occasionally wonder for the rest
Speaker 1: of his whole life, with no answer in sight as
Speaker 1: to just what it was that he encountered on that
Speaker 1: faraway mountaintop in Washington State on that cold winter morning.
Speaker 1: All Right, this email is from David, and I enjoyed
Speaker 1: reading this story. I hope you like it, he writes.
Speaker 1: I'm a musician from Chicago by way of the United Kingdom.
Speaker 1: We moved from England to Sister Bay, Wisconsin when I
Speaker 1: was a kid, settling in rural Dora County, next to
Speaker 1: the only boggy area on the whole peninsula. Today it's
Speaker 1: a protected area, to be fair. I've been into Bigfoot
Speaker 1: ever since I saw the Patterson Gimlin film on in
Speaker 1: Search of so much so that my dad would tease me, saying,
Speaker 1: you better get in here before it gets dark or
Speaker 1: Bigfoot will get you. So it didn't take much for
Speaker 1: me to imagine one in the woods just off my driveway.
Speaker 1: In a way, Bigfoot was just part of this new
Speaker 1: world in the American folklore that we had joined in
Speaker 1: moving to the United States. I never did see one
Speaker 1: in those woods, but I have always believed perhaps it
Speaker 1: was unconscious knowledge. A few years back, I discovered Sosquatch
Speaker 1: chronicles and it relent my fus. However, despite my interest
Speaker 1: and the fact that I've always believed, I never thought
Speaker 1: I'd have an encounter that I can only attribute to Well,
Speaker 1: was it a bigfoot? I honestly can't say that it was.
Speaker 1: Now I now wonder if my fascination with and my
Speaker 1: fixation on the topic over recent years somehow contributed to
Speaker 1: or manifested the events. A wise friend of mine once
Speaker 1: advised me, watch what you say, and watch what you think,
Speaker 1: and above all, watch what you wish for, because you
Speaker 1: may get it, so you be the judge. It's freaky
Speaker 1: anyway I slice it. During the summer of twenty nineteen,
Speaker 1: I took a sort of spiritual journey to Taos. It
Speaker 1: was the first time I had been to New Mexico.
Speaker 1: I had been invited by Dyna Navajo friend. I think
Speaker 1: I'll pronounce that right, Dyna d N d N E
Speaker 1: with the little slash over the e Dyna Navajo friend
Speaker 1: to experience my first sweat lodge and attend an all
Speaker 1: day prayer healing vigil on the reservation that, by the way,
Speaker 1: blew my mind. When I planned my trip, I decided
Speaker 1: I would really try to get in touch with nature
Speaker 1: while I was there, so I booked the cheapest airbnb
Speaker 1: in town for thirty three dollars a night. I got
Speaker 1: a converted old ice cream truck with a couple of
Speaker 1: CODs one hundred yards from a kindly hippie folks who
Speaker 1: owned the land and ran the airbnb. When I shared
Speaker 1: my accommodations with my family online, they joked, this will
Speaker 1: go well, and they would have been correct. After enjoying
Speaker 1: dinner and some live music outdoors in the town center,
Speaker 1: I returned to the truck to settle in for the night.
Speaker 1: Before hitting the hay, I decided to sit outside, play
Speaker 1: some guitar, and smoke a bowl. I lit a candle
Speaker 1: that was set in tall glass, but it kept going
Speaker 1: out despite the fact that there was no wind. Well.
Speaker 1: This struck me as odd and left me with a
Speaker 1: vaguely spooked feeling. After I lit it for the third
Speaker 1: time and it went out again, I got really quiet.
Speaker 1: The truck was nestled into some trees, perhaps shade, and
Speaker 1: there was a thicket that now had my attention. I
Speaker 1: got what a stoner buddy of mine calls the nudge,
Speaker 1: so I decided to tuck in. I remember thinking about
Speaker 1: the fact that Taos is six thousand feet above sea
Speaker 1: level and saying out loud, you're at high elevation, and
Speaker 1: maybe a little too high. When I got to my cot,
Speaker 1: I checked my phone and found that my brother had
Speaker 1: sent me a text good luck falling asleep out there.
Speaker 1: I bet it's squashy. It that really didn't help. It
Speaker 1: kind of made me angry. He struggles with insomnia, and
Speaker 1: I guess he figured now it was my turn. I
Speaker 1: was already worried that it might be hard to get
Speaker 1: comfortable in the narrow metal cot, and now my mind
Speaker 1: was filled with the image of a big foot pressing
Speaker 1: its face against the large back window of the truck.
Speaker 1: It gets cold at night at that elevation, so the
Speaker 1: Airbnb provided a knitted old school granny blanket for extra warmth.
Speaker 1: I've never liked heavy blankets over heat, but as I
Speaker 1: lay there, it began to get a little chilly, so
Speaker 1: I reached down and pulled the blanket up to my
Speaker 1: chest to my shoulders with my right hand, and then
Speaker 1: something pushed my right arm downwards softly by the tricep.
Speaker 1: It felt like a giant hand. Who's there? I shrieked
Speaker 1: into the darkness. For a moment, I sat there in silence,
Speaker 1: trying to get a grip, and the hair on my
Speaker 1: neck was standing on end. Even now as I write this,
Speaker 1: at that moment, even the hair on my legs was
Speaker 1: standing up. The first and only time in my life
Speaker 1: I can ever remember having that reaction. I lay there thinking,
Speaker 1: that didn't happen. That really didn't happen. You need to relax,
Speaker 1: that didn't happen. You're freaking out. Calmed down, And with
Speaker 1: each passing thought, I was getting less and less relaxed
Speaker 1: and more and more freaked out. Calming down didn't feel
Speaker 1: much of a possibility. Meanwhile, I was frantically trying to
Speaker 1: rationalize and seeking any explanation to justify what I had felt.
Speaker 1: I quickly surmised that it couldn't have happened, because I
Speaker 1: would have felt the truck rock if something had boarded it,
Speaker 1: And besides, the little bells in the light sensor at
Speaker 1: the doorway would have alerted me. And now I was
Speaker 1: thinking should I stay or should I go? No? Sooner
Speaker 1: did I mentally pose that question? And the whole truck
Speaker 1: rocked forward and then back. I had my answer, I
Speaker 1: should go. I jumped up and turned on my cell
Speaker 1: phone flashlight, and I grabbed my stuff and threw it
Speaker 1: in a duffel bag, and I flew out the truck
Speaker 1: and into my car, wearing only my boxers. I tore
Speaker 1: out of there and headed straight for town. The kind
Speaker 1: lady at the Kachina Lives de Taos managed to scare
Speaker 1: up a room for me just after midnight, for which
Speaker 1: I am eternally grateful, even though she said Sting is
Speaker 1: in town and we close in five minutes. You've got
Speaker 1: ten minutes to get here. The next morning, I met
Speaker 1: my friend in front of the hotel, which was ironically
Speaker 1: our meet up place, and when I came out, she
Speaker 1: took one look at me and said, laughingly, what happened
Speaker 1: to you? Thought you were staying out by the mountain
Speaker 1: in an ice cream truck. You've been messing with sosquatch. Yeah,
Speaker 1: I guess, maybe kind of maybe, I mumbled. Then she said,
Speaker 1: point blank, they don't have to take physical form, silly,
Speaker 1: they know you're here. I returned to the Airbnb to
Speaker 1: explain why I left and to grab some things I
Speaker 1: had inadvertently left behind. I explained that I wouldn't be
Speaker 1: staying there the next evening, and they were totally cool
Speaker 1: with that. I even saw later that they had refunded
Speaker 1: my stay. While I was back at the truck, I
Speaker 1: tried to physically make it rock like it had done
Speaker 1: the night before, but I couldn't make it budge. The
Speaker 1: crazy thing is, this isn't where the story ends. Before
Speaker 1: our sweat lights, I decided to take a ride into
Speaker 1: the mountains and have a look around. What I did
Speaker 1: next was really stupid, as I think back on it.
Speaker 1: I saw there were some trails to Lobo Peak, so
Speaker 1: I decided to take a little hike. There was a
Speaker 1: pullover area with a car already parked there, so I
Speaker 1: parked my car and set off on the trail. Fifty
Speaker 1: yards into the walk, I saw a couple of hikers
Speaker 1: coming toward me down the path, and we smiled and
Speaker 1: we said hi as we passed each other. They were
Speaker 1: obviously headed back to the car that I'd park next to.
Speaker 1: Everything seemed perfectly normal. That's why I was so surprised
Speaker 1: to find the trail blocked another one hundred yards up,
Speaker 1: there were two six foot logs placed in an AX
Speaker 1: across the path. Technically, it didn't prevent me from going
Speaker 1: any further. I could just step over the logs. And
Speaker 1: the Forestry Service hadn't put up a sign, which was odd.
Speaker 1: And why didn't the people I'd just pass say hey,
Speaker 1: the path is closed, or didn't they think anything of
Speaker 1: the big X. As I approached and looked closer, I
Speaker 1: noticed all kinds of other branches and stems that looked
Speaker 1: like they were intentionally placed over the X, some spelling
Speaker 1: the letter A. My last name begins with A, and
Speaker 1: I got a weird feeling, and I thought, if I
Speaker 1: walk past this X and something bad happens, I'll have
Speaker 1: no one to blame but myself. I took pictures of
Speaker 1: it and went back to the car. I hadn't given
Speaker 1: any thought to the possibility of mountain lions and bears,
Speaker 1: or that I had zero's cell phone reception. Looking back,
Speaker 1: I have to wonder if someone or something was looking
Speaker 1: out for me, or maybe just saying hi. Maybe that's
Speaker 1: why they call New Mexico the Land of Enchantment. That's
Speaker 1: the end of his email. That's cool email you know,
Speaker 1: this whole video is three stories of people just kind
Speaker 1: of suspecting that Bigfoot is involved in what's going on.
Speaker 1: I don't even know if you could call this a
Speaker 1: bigfoot video, but they're great stories, and they're people who
Speaker 1: have listened to characteristics of bigfoot encounters and they're putting
Speaker 1: it together and that's interesting to me. And you know what,
Speaker 1: listening to people's different experience says are awesome. I love
Speaker 1: to hear them talk about it. I love to read
Speaker 1: their writings on it. It just gives me a peek
Speaker 1: into people's characters and I just absolutely love it.