A True Experience of a Real Halloween Nightmare!
The following is an excerpt from Section 27, titled “Big Island 2019 and a Dream of Lemuria’s Underground City” on pages 187 to 209 in my free PDF, The Hawaii UFO & Alien Report, published February 22, 2022.
A haze and a daze.
It was the afternoon of October 31, 2019, and I was in my living room, sober, and on the
bed. I was wearing a white shirt and red board shorts. It was at this point that I fell asleep, and an elaborate dream began. I strongly recommend that the reader take what they read next as a dream with a message.
I cannot recall how I began my journey, except for the fact that I have vague images in
my head of being in a barely conscious daze while being taken and traveling. My next series of memories are fuzzy. Although the sequence is full of gaps in my consciousness, I will rely on my sparce visual impressions and emotions to describe what I remember and what I think may have happened. I am avoiding confabulating, embellishment, and exaggeration. I am only sticking with solid clear images in my head as I remember them.
Two Men?
Here are my extremely vague impressions starting the afternoon of October 31st, 2019. I
think two men came and knocked on my front door. I think they were Caucasian men in casual clothes who escorted me to a white van or SUV parked outside. All this, in the middle of broad day light. Because of my daze I cannot recall the details of the men. I have the impression they were with the Navy and maybe wearing sunglasses, although I could be totally wrong. Those are just the images I have in my mind.
Riding Somewhere then going underwater?
The next thing I recall is riding in the back seat on the left-hand side of the vehicle.
Looking outside through the rear, left window, I could see palm trees whizzing by and a low
flying helicopter as we drove. I think I was being taken to a military base or an air strip, but I don’t know where.
I do not believe the car ride was long, but I have no idea because I was in a
hypnotic like daze. I was in and out of consciousness and I was dreaming about surfing big
waves at Magic Island at Ala Moana beach park and it calmed me down and made me happy.
The next memory I have is that I was now traveling down under the water in some kind
of bubble or mini submersible vehicle, and I think I was alone, although I may not have been. I could have been in a UFO for all I know because at that point, I was still in a daze or trance like a robot. I traveled straight down, and I could see out of the front of the vehicle. The vehicle was facing an underwater sea cliff. I get the impression I was looking out through convex acrylic or glass. I believe that vehicle was on auto pilot because I was not driving it and I saw no pilot, although there may have been one. Perhaps I was the one on auto pilot. The vehicle followed the cliff face deeper down, but not far offshore, until I appeared in what seemed to be an underwater enclave or vertical fissure. I have the feeling I was in or near Kaneohe Bay, but I’m not sure. All I think is that I was somewhere off the coast of Oʻahu. At the time, I had no idea where I was going or why. I do not believe I went lower than 300 feet down because the daylight still penetrated the water. Suddenly, I could see what appeared to be two, brownish red, rusted metal, hamburger shaped structures. Each structure was maybe 20 feet long and embedded into the side of the underwater cliff face. They both seemed to have lateral windows running across the center and they reminded me of rounded WW2 observation bunkers. If it’s a real place, I don’t think civilian divers, fishermen, or tourists would be allowed to go near that place because I think it is a military guarded area.
I think these metal, hamburger shaped structures that look like observation bunkers, are
like air traffic control towers or security stations, except under water. I think I saw men who were looking out through the windows of one of the structures. I didn’t see an entrance into the cliff wall at first, but I thought I was being allowed to enter into a hidden cave, right under the observation bunker looking structures. The cave entrance may have been covered by a holographic camouflage projection, or a hanger bay door may have opened to allow me in. Perhaps both, either way, I entered the cave or underwater hanger entrance.
I was amazed and confused every moment. Once inside the underwater cliff, I think I docked in a submarine bay, disembarked, and ascended upstairs through a metal door. I think I traveled through a small corridor or hallway into a small control room. Everything was concrete and dimly lit. At this point, I am only seeing the room, although I feel as though I might have still been escorted or greeted by high level Navy personnel because it felt like I was talking to someone and taking directions.
The place looked industrial like a boiler room or an underground tunnel. It was unimpressive and old. I could see metal pipes on the wall and there was even an old TV cart with a VCR. I think the TV and VCR might have once been used to train or brief people and I was wondering if I would have to watch it. The place looked abandoned and dirty. I think I was on the inside of one of the metal, hamburger shaped, observation bunkers I saw before I came in. I was examining the TV cart thinking about how old it was when I was suddenly greeted by a robot.
A robot sentry.
The robot shocked me at first but I quickly realized it was friendly. The robot was
standing near a control console and the control console was in front of a window to the ocean outside, I think. This robot is maybe about 5 feet tall and humanoid with two arms and two legs.
The robot was here to answer my questions and I had many. Many of my questions were about the robot itself. It is at this point I seem to garner more information. Either I had an escort next to me, who I cannot remember that was explaining things to me, and/or this robot had some sort of artificial telepathy, because I was receiving a ton of information responding to my questions just as soon as I could think them and ask. I felt as though I was alone, and the robot was here to help. Here is the information I gleaned from the robot.
The robot looked like a cliche 1950s metal humanoid robot with visible joints and cords.
It had a rudimentary mouth that looked like a duck bill. The mouth was not needed for the robot to speak, it was just a visual que to let the observer know that robot was speaking. The reason is, when there are multiple identical units of the same robot model, the one moving its mouth visually shows which robot is speaking.
By having an easily seen, exaggerated mouth, you can
tell which robot is talking in a crowd from a distance. The robot looked clunky but had what looked like a smooth, transparent, plastic skin. It was like a clear plastic jumpsuit or raincoat around the body of the robot. The clear, plastic skin was to show the mechanics inside the robot while keeping the metal working parts free from dust, rust, dirt, and water. The robot looked slightly comical, cheesy, and old-fashioned. The design was purposefully primitive and clunky for psychological effect. Tests and studies show that people like their robots to look like machines. It turns out that the more human a robot looks, the more it scares people. That robot had been here for a while. The robot I talked with was not new technology but was actually old. I think the robot and the room had been around, in that fashion, from at least the 1960s. It’s almost as if nothing in the room was updated since the 1980s. The robot serves a general purpose but could be described best as a sentry. I didn’t interface with the robot for very long. I was about to take a tunnel shaft down, miles deep under the sea floor.
A giant, ancient city deep under Hawaiʻi?
My mind was still in a trance like daze when I was talking to the robot and getting ready
to go down a long straight tube. Although my memory is still hazy, it looked like there was an open room or elevator shaft near where we were standing and in the room was a hole in the floor. I’m not sure, but I think all I had to do was enter the shaft and go down the hole. I don’t remember how it worked but it gave me the impression of a pneumatic tube. Maybe it controlled the decent of whoever entered the shaft with magnetics or air pressure. I believe all I had to do was step into it and I would fall to my destination. The gravity was somehow manipulated so that I did not simply fall to my death once I reached the bottom. Instead of falling forever then smashing on the ground below, I slowed down and gently reached the bottom standing on my feet. Traveling down that hole took seconds. It was like riding in a hyper elevator, except without the elevator. Looking back, it almost reminds me of how Super Mario travels down a pipe to go underground.
I came down quickly and softly from a hole in the ceiling. The platform I landed on
is miles up in the air. I looked around to see that I was in an immense, cavernous, hollow space.
This space was so large, I could hardly believe that I was underground. Before I could gather my thoughts and get my bearings, I was ushered into some sort of silent hover vehicle that was docked on the platform. This vehicle was small with big windows and reminded me of a cable car. I stepped into the vehicle and next to me is a blonde girl.
Fly over with a blonde escort.
This is where things started to become more vivid and clear. I believed this was because
whatever method that was being used to keep me in a trance was starting to wear off. In
hindsight, however, I may have been able to see and remember more vividly at this point
because I was no longer traveling to the destination, but at the destination. I gathered that the security procedure that kept me in a trance so that I would not compromise surface locations and persons, was no longer needed. The energy and the vibe of the whole experience shifted. I flew over the entire subterranean city in a hover craft the same as one would fly in a helicopter over Honolulu. The point where I entered was on one end of the city wall cavern and I was flying all the way to the other end. The blonde woman stood next to me and answered all my questions as we flew over the city.
The woman looked Caucasian with a light complexion and was a little shorter than me. I
am about 6’ 3” without shoes and she was between 5’ 9” and 6’ tall. She had long straight
blonde hair that ran down past her shoulders. She looked like she was in her 20s or 30s but
could have been much older. She was fit and trim looking with a strong build. She wore a
smooth, tight fitting, body suit that looked like it was one piece. It had no zippers, buttons,
designs, or insignias. Her one piece reminded me of a scuba diving suit, but the texture was
unlike any material I’ve ever seen. Her outfit was not one simple color. Her suit was kind of light silvery blue with an iridescent, mother-of-pearl shimmer to it.
She spoke with me telepathically and gave off a very robotic, military vibe.
Her presence, aura, and energy were powerful, and she was not the type you would want to flirt or joke with.
Although her appearance was that of a young attractive female, she gave off a no-nonsense, no sense of humor, security guard attitude. Her job was to escort me like a guard and be witness as we traveled through this city to my destination. She gave off the impression that she could easily kick my ass and overpower me if she needed too. I definitely did not want to physically challenge her, and I personally felt
that she could have smashed me with the strength of three or more grown men. I was assuming that she was some sort of genetic, super being, but she may have been a cyborg for all I know.
As we flew over the city, she was all business and answered all my questions while I looked out the body length windows down at the city below. I will do my best to describe the city I saw and the information I gathered from her on our short journey over the city.
Apparently, we were at some unbelievable, ridiculous depth deep under the ground. We
were deeper than the ocean sea floor and I don’t remember exactly how deep, but it was miles down. I think the cavern was originally a magma hot spot or giant, hollow pocket that was artificially shaped into a smooth flat surface. The walls were flat, the celling was flat and the ground was flat. It was like being in a giant stone box. I estimate this area was at least 5 miles in diameter with at least 2 miles of head space. It looked like the entire city of Honolulu could fit in this area. The whole cavern as I saw it, was full of tall buildings.
The city was unlike any I’ve ever seen. The entire cavern was evenly and brightly lit
but I did not see any light source. There were no shadows that I could see and absolutely no trees or plants. As I was looking down on the city while flying over it, I saw no writing, no street signs, no billboards, no grass, no advertisements, and no traffic signals. The entire city was void of art and images like a surface area would have. The people who built this city did not need signs or pictures to navigate. They also did not have corporate advertisements and commercials everywhere subliminally programming people.
They did not mark on things such as buildings because marking on an object changes its energy and function.
I saw streets but the cars were hovering like magnets over the ground by a few feet and did not touch the street.
I did not notice much color at all and the whole city with everything in it, seemed like one drab, beige color. We got to the wall on the opposite end of city within minutes. We landed on the ground near the wall in a flat open area. It looked like a small airfield and had lines on the ground designating where to land. The blonde exited the craft and walked swiftly toward a door in the wall. I was supposed to follow her. I was under the impression that I was going to see the leaders of the city.
The leaders
Once outside the craft and on the ground of the city, I watched as the blonde female
disappeared into a door in the city wall. I hesitated and took my time to gaze around in wonder at as much as I could. The first thing I did was look straight up. Now that I was on the ground, I could get a new perspective on my surroundings. When I tilted my head back to look up, I could see the flat stone celling of the cavern about 2 miles up. It was then that everything hit me. I had never looked up that high and not seen the sky before. It was an eerie and uncomfortable feeling to look up and see no clouds, no stars, and no sky at all. It’s hard to describe the feeling in the pit of my stomach of knowing that I was miles under rock, away from all the people on the surface. As my eyes scanned the celling and the wall all the way down to the ground, I noticed a tall skinny person in a hazmat looking suit that was walking down the wall. The suit was dark and covered the persons face, but they looked at least 10 feet tall, and they were somehow standing feet flat on the vertical wall looking down on me.
If that wasn’t enough, the person holding the door open that I was supposed to go into
was some sort of insect person. He was a dark color and had big round eyes. He was the
security guard that was outside the door, and he was looking at me angry and becoming
impatient because instead of going in the door, I was standing around gawking. Once I saw him holding the door and realized he was the door guy, I ran to the door to go inside.
When I got to the door, I could see his big yellow eyes and mad face. Although he could not emote like a human, he gave off an angry vibe. I must say that all the characters I encountered in this city were telepathic. He was not very tall, maybe a foot shorter than me. His arms were strong because just as I was about to enter the door, he acted like he was going to shut the door on me. I put my hand up and caught the door before he slammed it on me. That was when I noticed that he had a second pair of arms, and he was holding on to the door with his bottom hand as well as his top. I was mad that he tried to do that, and we exchanged a quick angry glare at each other before I pushed my way into the door. Looking back, I know he was just a guy doing his job and I’m sure I was just an irritating visitor to him that he did not want to deal with.
Once inside the door I met more unfriendliness. I found myself in some sort of laboratory
or computer workstation. Everything in the room was colorless and very clinical. It was all
metallic inside with tables and consoles along the wall. Everything was scaled up in size
compared to normal surface dweller furniture and I felt like a kindergartener in an adult
classroom. At first, I wondered if this was the leaders’ headquarters but then I got the feeling that I was in a doctor’s office. There were three men inside this long room and the blonde woman was gone. Where she went, I do not know. These were the men I was delivered to, and this was the purpose of my trip. These three men were human people but not like any I’ve seen on the surface. All three of the men were sitting and all three had a pale complexion. Two of the men looked about 7 feet tall. The two 7-foot-tall men looked related and had elongated skulls with straight long dark hair. Their heads were shaped like the Paracas skulls in South America.
One of the men was working behind a desk and the other was sitting in what looked like a white wheelchair, except without wheels. The wheelless wheelchair covered his legs and feet like a soap box racer car. He drove past me, and I saw that it was some kind of white hover chair that reminded me of Professor X’s hover chair from the X-men. When I saw how long his chair was, I knew his legs were longer than mine and he was way taller than me.
The third man, who I considered the boss, looked like he was a slightly different race,
maybe Caucasian. This third man who looked Caucasian was very obese and had a hairless,
bulbus head like a light bulb instead of an elongated one. He had a normal Caucasian person’s face. The obese man had large round eyes and I think they were blue. All three men were very human in the face and could pass as a normal person on the surface, if not for their height and head shapes. None of the men had on any clothes that I could see. The two elongated skull men looked Native American in their facial features, with slight eyes and a pronounced nose. All three of the men used telepathy but the two elongated skulled men did not talk much with me and kind of ignored me. The obese man begrudgingly answered most of my questions and all three of them seemed irritated and aloof as if they did not care or want me there. I would say that by normal standards, they were actually very rude. No welcoming, no introductions, no warmth, no Aloha. In Hawaiʻi I’ve had the experience to understand why locals are unwelcoming and bothered by tourists who ignorantly wander while visiting the Hawaiian Islands. In this situation, I got the feeling that I was the ignorant tourist, and the locals of this underground city did not like tourists or surface dwellers in general.
The obese man looked like he was in his 50’s or 60’s as did the tall, pale Native
American men, but I came to find out that they were actually hundreds of years old and not in the healthiest of conditions. That was the reason that one of the men was in a wheelchair/hoverchair. I saw a long table with many chairs. Above the table were metal cords hanging from the ceiling. I was told that when the men sit in those chairs and touch the cord to the temple of their heads, they can see anyone and anything on the surface of the Earth. Their technology was more sophisticated than anything in the public on the surface. Suddenly, a four-legged white robot the size of a dog came out and jumped on the table. It had no head and was covered by a smooth, seamless, shiny plastic looking skin. It had no toes or tail, but it somehow behaved like a pet and wanted to be stroked on its back. I spoke all my questions out loud, and they always looked irritated and hardly made eye contact with me.
They reminded me that they were telepathic, and I did not need to voice my thoughts or even look at them, but out of habit, I kept verbalizing what was on my mind. It was clear that their age, experience, and intellect was vast.
The way they were so dismissive of my presence and questions, I couldn’t help but feel like I was being looked down upon like a stupid little kid. I said to the men with the elongated skulls that we had their ancestors’ skulls in museums on the surface and that the illuminati people worshipped them. They telepathically rolled their eyes at me and said “Yeah, we know.”
The floor plan of the room was kind of laid out like a letter L. I looked toward the back
corner of the room and saw what I thought were two or three large, clear, cylindrical, water
tanks. It quickly occurred to me that those tanks were for biological procedures and cloning. For the first time during that trip, my amazement and wonder turned into slight panic. I asked the obese man if they were going to clone me. The answer was “Yes.” I started to dread my reason for being there and started to worry that an evil clone of me would be made or even kept there underground. I was becoming extremely upset and expressed my concerns to the men. It was then that the obese man snaped his head up and locked eyes with me. With wide eyes he peered into my mind, and I could feel that he had lost his patience with me. He raised his left hand straight up and pointed his palm at me. I saw that he only had three fingers and the middle finger was very long. He then telepathically knocked me out and I collapsed and blacked out on the floor.
I suddenly woke up in my bed and saw that it was night. Most likely it was all just a
dream. But I had the strong impression that I was returned to my bed, and I had just
experienced a real event. It really struck me and stuck with me. I often wonder if it was all just a dream. I can’t honestly say it wasn’t all just a dream. Or, maybe there’s a 1% chance that it’s based on some reality, as crazy as it sounds. I am unsure on many details. I was so distracted by all the visuals that I never thought to ask the names of anyone or anything. Although maybe I did but I just don’t remember that part.
Maybe names were stricken from my memory after the fact? The dream may have been over, but it had a profound, lasting effect on my waking state.
At the very least, I thought I’d share this incredible dream since it was so epic.
The three groups.
After being back in my living room, everything was so clear to me. It’s like the experience
came with a download of psychic information about the whole event. The people who first took me, the blonde woman, and the pale people of the underworld city belonged to three distinct groups. What I gathered was the first group that had taken me from my house and transported me to an underwater facility was shadow military or Navy. It was apparent that the military on some level, were well aware of this underground city and its inhabitants. There was a working agreement with the three groups. The military agreed to not allow random civilians to know the location or existence of this city. The military also would not enter the city or try to bomb it and occupy it. The military would protect the surface entrance. The military would not shoot down or pursue the UFOs that flew in and out of the underground city. The military would also not interfere with or stop abductions of surface people by the under-Earth people. The military would also allow the blondes like the woman I saw, to be witnesses and mediators of all interactions between the surface military and the inner Earth people. The blonde woman had ties to the Nazis, Germany, and Antarctica. Her job was like an ambassador and to usher me from the Navy on the surface world to the old ones under the Earth. She was an intermediator and emissary of the Antarctic, Nazi Germans who broke away from civilization during World War 2. These Super Germans or Ubermench sometimes confused for Nordic looking aliens or Pleiadeans act as middlemen between worlds. Treaties exist so that whenever a surface race wants to interact with a sub-surface race, or space race, the Ubermench must be there to monitor, police, and record the interaction. This is because the Ubermench gained political control after breaking away and becoming independent from the illuminati banking and oil system during the 1950s.
The Ubermench are second only to the illuminati on Earth since the illuminati was first to establish world dominance.
The Ubermench patiently wait for the New Age of Aquarius during which they believe they will take the place of the illuminati as the new god-men rulers of Earth. The Ubermench are waiting for the planetary cataclysm and the biblical book of revelations to complete the prophecy so that a new book and new religion can be written with them as the gods. They believe they are the superior, human, master race that is destined to rule the Age of Aquarius for thousands of years. The people in the underground city that I met, with their mutations, disfunctions, and elongated skulls, represent the ancient, illuminati old ones. They are remnants of the old ruling elite from the time of Mu and Atlantis. These people were the God Kings and Pharaohs of the old world in their day who fled underground in Noah’s flood to survive. They still desire to rule the modern world using surface dwelling human proxies and, to some extent, are successful.
Survivors from Atlantis and Mu are still controlling the world from deep underground, and they have been ever since the last cataclysm. Clinging to 3D life, afraid to die and seeking
immortality through cloning, cybernetics and genetic alteration, these people are who the
illuminati on the surface revere and emulate. These elongated skulled people are telepathic psychopaths who pilot UFOs and desperately fight against extinction by any means. The human Freemason and illuminati cults on the surface of our world worship those reprobate people and act as puppets for their underworld counterparts.
I’m sad to say that the groups such as the U.S. military work for and with both the
illuminati and Ubermench. The Underground City itself was intergalactic by the looks of the
technology and other races in it. It was a place where many different space races could come and go from on Earth without being detected. The Underground City and many others like it, was also the reason for so many UFO sightings. Surface people often see UFOs going into volcanos and into the Ocean not knowing that these are technologically advanced, sub-surface cultures. The outer space alien theory is just propaganda by the military to hide the underground origin of these people and their anti-gravity vehicles.
What If…
Just for fun, let’s assume anything I just said was based in reality. If it was, a reasonable
question one may be asking themselves upon reading this story or report is “why you?” I often ponder the question “why me?” and an easy explanation would be that I just have a vivid imagination. I admit my imagination is vivid, but I believe there are other reasons behind this experience. I will explain the deep reasons how I think this could have happened to me in October of 2019. Firstly, I believe it has a connection to the meeting I attended on my first trip to the Big Island in April 2019. I felt as though I was being groomed and observed from afar. Was I primed and tested after being exposed to other people in the know who have had other worldly close encounters? My mind was open enough and I was energetically aligned to be receptive towards this experience.
Alternatively, maybe the rational, skeptical truth is that nobody noticed me and that no
one in the outer limits knows or cares about me at all. Maybe I just really have nothing to do with anything and I’m just an out of touch fanatic. Maybe I’m just a delusional LARPer (Live Action Role Player) as some people call others who have fantasized their own self-importance in a fictional, paranormal adventure. Maybe I’m just a kook from the leftfield who should not be involved or writing things like this. Maybe I’m just a useful idiot or brainwashed simpleton. I personally don’t categorize myself in that way, I am just acknowledging what some negative people might. I feel it’s important to look at all possibilities and take all perspectives into account before weighing in on an opinion. I approach things as objectively as I can.
Maybe someone attached to the military saw that I was eligible and capable to endure
such an experience with the ability and intent to publish it. Maybe the intent was to have me experience this vision and deliver a message on behalf of all parties. Why don’t they do it themselves? Why doesn’t the President, a Senator, an Admiral or General just come on TV and make a public press announcement on CNN about underground cities? The answer is that maybe they might after enough people get used to accepting the new ideas and concepts.
I feel that politics, Non-Disclosure Agreements, contracts, legalities, red tape, and commercial interest hinder the process of sensitive information dissemination. I think that exposing civilians to abduction experiences and allowing them to speak freely about it without any official support gives plausible deniability to authorities. In this way, no espionage acts are broken, no clearance levels are broken, and no one loses a job or is held accountable. Once the seed has been planted into the public, official sources have room to explain or expand on the rumors without crediting the contactee. When the common people start to hear more and more experiencers speaking freely, the public is softened, and the official word is less shocking and traumatic. If officials are the only ones to spew a narrative, some people may feel skeptical of authorities and be less likely to believe. When the public first gets information from their own peers and then by authorities, the narrative is more accepted.
The burden of proof is upon the one who says it first. When a common person in the
public says something incredible for the first time, they become the prime targets of doubt and take the brunt of ridicule. Being on the front line of truth in a war against lies is no easy task.
Watching the reaction to truthers in the community helps officials gauge the public’s response and determine how well the information is received. So, why would the military and underground cities want the common surface people to suddenly know what has been hidden for decades? I believe that we have come to a time in human history where all things shall be revealed. Some people call this Revelations. When all things are known, we are in the end times. The book will finish, and a new book will begin. I believe this has to do with the age of Aquarius being a new understanding of truth, harmony, and unity on planet Earth. With knowledge of an impending cataclysm, many inner-Earth civilizations face the inevitability of surface dwellers rushing down under the ground in a panic to survive just as the Atlanteans once did. There is a consensus of fear among under dwellers that the surface people will try to overrun the underground cities like
desperate displaced refugees and immigrants.
An overwhelming flood of scared and violent surface dwellers suddenly taking up space in an already occupied cavern deep in the Earth is a direct threat to the order of some of these subterranean cultures. By creating an understanding and relationship ahead of time, these under dwellers hope to control the onslaught of a potential invasion from the surface. Many of these underground civilizations are taking the initiative to
make themselves known since they understand that they will be discovered anyway. Once
humanity wakes up as a whole and develops sufficient technology to detect all the sub-surface cities, the inner-Earth hopes to avoid a potential war by creating open relationships and communication now.
I am not the only one who has an experience like this in recent times. I believe that this
is happening to many people all over the world. There are many types of people and cities
under the earth. Surface people should know that there are nearly just as many countries under the Earth as there are on the surface of it. I believe that many of the ancient sub-surface cities that are directly under major surface populations are currently selecting many surface humans to be messengers. I believe these underground people want to be known and understood instead of feared and attacked.
To be distinct, there are many, ancient underground cities all over the world, that are not
to be confused with modern human underground cities and tunnels. In many cases,
corporations and militaries have already set up shop in abandoned ancient subterranean bases.
Many surface human structures have been purposefully built over ancient subterranean
locations throughout history. The Vatican in Rome and the Pyramids of Giza have been built
over underground cities. Many castles, churches, skyscrapers, mansions, military bases, and
hotels have been built over vast underground areas. I would guess that with the current climate of disclosure, at least one or two individuals from each major surface population would be responsible for spreading the message of the underground presence to their town, city, state, or country. Maybe others will have the courage to come forward after reading this.
Many modern underground human bases that were once secret are now known to the
public thanks to whistleblowers.
Whistleblowers have revealed that the Dulce Base deep under the Archuleta Mesa in New Mexico is an example of a modern base built over a preexisting
ancient one. The underground Walmart FEMA prison camps and tunnels around the USA have been exposed by many people. Many people know about the city under the notorious Denver Colorado Airport. Underwater bases and under the sea floor base have already been exposed like the base at the bottom of the Marianas Trench. Insiders say there are 12 underwater bases in the Caribbean. Supposedly, there is a Seagate portal near the Virgin Islands and that phenomenon is supposedly responsible for the Bermuda Triangle disappearances. The AUTECH and PROSEA bases are right off Bimini Island and the west coast of Puerto Rico. Why should there not be such underwater and underground bases in and around Hawaiʻi? It’s only a matter of time before the whole truth of what’s under the ground is known to humanity. I believe that like many before me, I am simply delivering a message that these places exist.
I do not know the name of the ancient city deep under Honolulu or even if there is one. It
was only after the fact that I felt there might be a connection to ancient Lemuria. Did Lemurian survivors take refuge deep under the islands of Hawaiʻi thousands of years ago? Looking for symbolism and connections, I wonder if the fact that it had been Halloween had anything to do with my crazy vision on that day in 2019. Halloween is known as mystic day all on its own.
Planting and harvesting crops in ancient times was essential to survival. Seeds are planted in the spring, grown in the summer, and harvested in the fall before the dead of winter. Morbid and insane satanic ritual sacrifice was often committed to celebrate the end of a harvest with the superstitious belief that the sacrifice would ensure another fruitful harvest for next year. Children and animals were sacrificed to demonic entities or evil spirits as payment and tribute for a good harvest. Satanic cults and pagan religions have often turned the fall festival into dark and blood thirsty traditions away from prying eyes. Samhain aka Halloween is the manifestation of these continued practices in modern day.
While most little children of today dress up and ask for candy on Halloween, many
children are still sacrificed in secret. When death happens, a portal between worlds opens to allow the soul to pass through. Many times, dark entities wait for these portals to open and come through from the other side as doors work both ways. It is the intent of some occultists to open portals and bring forth certain energies for specific desires. Often a sacrifice works as a transaction, trade, or payment for services rendered by evil entities. Because of astronomical alignment, many believe that Halloween is a time when the physical realm and the spiritual realm easily cross. Is the veil thinner on Halloween and is there an alignment of the stars that opens portals of travel to other worlds during that time of year? Are the natural energetic alignments on Halloween the reason why Satanists time their sacrifices to be performed on that specific day? No matter how you celebrate it, there is a lot of ritual energy produced on and around Halloween and there’s no question that it is dark. Was I allowed to be transported to another world on Halloween because it was a special time of year where passage was temporarily opened and permitted?
In ancient Rome, a similar day to Halloween was celebrated in May. On May 9th, 11th,
and 13th, feasts, rites, and rituals were performed involving malevolent ghosts. That three-day holiday was called Lemuria. On the Lemuria, Romans created offerings to unwholesome
specters and cast out evil spirits during the midnight hour. The holiday was named after the Roman word “lemures” which means malevolent spirit. I don’t know if ancient Lemuria relates to the Lemuria holiday or Halloween. All I know is that I had a spooky vision on that day that could inadvertently make a great Halloween story like any other. When I think of my dream on October 31, 2019, I think of it as an experience where I traveled to an ancient, underground Lemurian city because of many synchronicities and seemingly serendipitous connections to Lemuria I was experiencing at the time in 2019. I’m not saying that is what it was, I am only saying that is how I think of it.
Unlike others who claim to have been in ancient underground cities, I did not see skinny
vegan people with white robes or reptilians. In my experience underground, I did not see
elephant trunk people like Richard S. Shaver did, nor have I read his book “I Remember Lemuria.”
The place I visited was not some great citadel filled with Greek gods, a nest of tall
greys, or a Nazi base under the Antarctic ice. The ancient city I saw under Hawaiʻi reminded me of the Island of Misfit Toys from the Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer television special. The people I saw were more like technologically advanced, handicapped survivors, desperately clinging to the life of a long-lost time. The inhabitants of this Lemurian city were less like benevolent super beings and more like a bunch of funky mutants that would be hanging out in the Mos Eisley Cantina from Star Wars.
Modern people are not the only and first people to think to live underground. There are many races under the Earth who have thought to live there long ago. There are reptilian people from the dinosaur age who still dwell deep in the Earth. Atlantean and Mu people who survived Noah’s flood and many other races of humans who dwell in the Earth. I am not the first to write of it or know of it. I believe that J.R.R. Tolkien’s Middle Earth and its many races like Orcs, Hobbits, and Dwarfs are allegories if not examples of this reality. Many books and visual media have been created in the mainstream to make this fact aware to surface people such as Jules Verne’s Journey to the Center of the Earth and Jim Henson’s Labyrinth. I am here to tell you that all these stories are based on something real. The illuminati is just one group who is actively in touch with some of these underground civilizations and races and have made a lot of movies and books about it showing one aspect or another.
Just like the surface, not all these underground cities and people get along. Many are separate and many want absolutely no contact with the surface. However, some races and hidden nations do want open contact and have been planning and waiting for it. I believe the underground races that monitor humans closely accept the unavoidable circumstance of being discovered. I believe underground races are communicating with many people on the surface for public relations. I believe that there might come a time when many things will come up from under the ground that will shock the masses no matter how many people spread the message ahead of time. It is for these reasons I believe I saw what I saw under Hawaiʻi.
The problems with living underground.
Back in my house with time to reflect on my experience, I was able to feel remorse and empathy for the people I met. I learned with personal insight that there are a lot of problems with living in an underground city. The whole picture started to make sense and I could understand and process all the information that I had received. What I gathered from my experience was that this city that I saw was ancient. It was built over 10,000 years ago by the inhabitants of Mu before the last great cataclysm. The elites of the past did as the elites of today and built a deep subterranean space to survive in case of a planetary emergency. Many millionaires and billionaires today have deep underground bunkers that they hope they can survive in, in case of a disaster. Deep underground bunkers were already built 10,000 years ago, then became permanent cities which still exist today. During their time, in ancient Mu and Atlantis, there was more oxygen in the Earth’s atmosphere and the solar radiation was different. The people of this city stayed down underground so long that they could no longer come up to the surface because the atmosphere and radiation changed over time and would not support what their DNA was acclimated and accustomed to. Radiation in general when directly exposed to flesh, effects DNA at its core. Above all else, DNA is exposed and connected to solar radiation the most. All surface life depends on sunlight exposure to live. That is because plants need photosynthesis from the sun to drive the ecosystem and create the oxygen we need to breathe. When plants die, we on the surface die.
The people who decided to shelter deep inside the Earth, away from solar radiation,
doomed and cursed themselves genetically. If surface people alive now decide to shelter and procreate deep within the Earth indefinitely, the females will grow infertile after three generations. Due to lack of sun light, surface men and women lose fertility. Just like plants
without sunlight, surface people will eventually wither. Any elites alive today planning and trying to survive the next disaster underground will suffer the same fate.
Even with technology such as artificial suns, special plants that grow underground, and oxygen machines, the lack of natural, surface, solar radiation will create a genetic disconnect. Nothing can replace the actual sun.
Nothing. After Noah’s flood and the last huge Solar Flare event, the sun’s radiation changed and so did the atmosphere pressure and composition. With less oxygen, dinosaurs, megafauna, and megaflora could no longer breathe or sustain themselves on the current surface conditions which are always changing. If one of these ancient, inner-Earth people or giants born underground tried to come on to the surface today and live, they would have a hard time circulating and absorbing the oxygen content needed to maintain heart and lung function. Also, with a lack of natural sunlight and pale complexions, their skin would get extreme sun burn or burst into flames once exposed to surface sunlight. This is why they have to stay in their UFOs or only come out at night. To put it simply, when they originally went underground, the air and sun they were originally adapted to was different. They stayed underground so long that the air and sun on the surface has changed too much for them to live comfortably in.
The reality of these sub-surface races and their lifestyle could easily be the inspiration
and source origin for what we on the surface consider vampires. I believe this is what people like H.G. Wells were trying to tell us about when he wrote about the sub-surface, cannibalistic Morlocks in his 1895 book The Time Machine. They constantly need a fresh supply of genetics from the surface world to renew their genetics which are degrading due to lack of sunlight. They must harvest people born and raised under the sun on the surface world to refresh their gene pool. Throughout history, people on the surface have been abducted for their blood, sperm, or eggs and returned thinking they had an outer space alien or demon encounter. Many people in human history that have been abducted and taken to underground cities believed they had been taken to hell and back. Sometimes people are taken to these cities and kept there to live indefinitely in order to keep the underground population going. By trapping themselves underground, these ancient people created a genetic bottleneck in their society reducing and recycling the same genetics for millennia. By creating a closed population and recycling the same genes, they developed genetic disorders, mutations, and disfigurement.
Quite literally, if they do not continually harvest new genetics, they will die. They are a vampiric society, forced to prey on the surface world for life giving sustenance. A high price to pay for immortality was loss of morality. By attempting to stay in the flesh, and avoid final judgement of the soul, they cursed themselves to become like monsters under the Earth. They stunted their spiritual growth with fear and could not learn through the process of death. Perhaps there is a cautionary tale here to be learned from, even if all I had was just a vision and not a physical experience.
Closing Thoughts.
I am an incredibly skeptical person and I always look at supposed true stories as court
cases. If there is no evidence or tangible proof without a reason of doubt, nothing should be considered true in my opinion. There are a lot of lies and deception in the current state of the world. Many are out for profit, seeking selfish gain, have ulterior agendas, are attention-seeking, or have malicious motives. Many people are just distracted and confused so they are mistaken or caught in the middle. I put all my faith in God and love, but it is important to have discernment so that you are not naive, abused, or taken advantage of. All sides of the story should be heard before fair, logical decisions can be made. Judge not least ye be judged. Pray for eyes to see and ears to hear. Listen to your heart calmly and without fear. Search inside yourself for the truth.
Is there really a giant ancient city deep under the islands of Hawaiʻi, or is it just a dream?
Many ancient cultures understood that everything real is first conceived of in the dream realm.
The Aborigines of Australia believe that, in dream time, nothing is made up, but instead is tuned into. Physicist Nassim Haramein says “looking for consciousness in the brain is like looking inside a radio for the announcer.” Our human bodies are antennas and transceivers. Real or not, this is the main incident that inspired and drove me to write this entire UFO report. If anyone reading this can corroborate my story or officially confirm or deny any details of my story with tangible proof, please do so as it would help me a lot.
This writing is the first time that I have publicly described this particular experience. I have chronicled this account to the best of my recollection and I hope that it helps people in some way. Portions of this account are very vivid to me, and I think about what happened very often. I am happy and relieved to get this experience off my chest. It has been bottled up in my mind for a couple years and writing about this experience gives me a bit of closure. If anyone reading this can validate or prove me wrong beyond a reasonable doubt, I would very much appreciate it and either way, it would give me great peace of mind. Or, if anyone reading this has had a similar experience, I would like to know. Mahalo.
-IK
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