Candy & the Green Chile Aroma

Long time no post, but have no fear, for this week was full of intrigue and esoteric goodies.

I recently got into Scott Onstott's work. A very enlightening individual.

I had the pleasure of downloading his interview on Red Ice Radio.

Something he mentioned that really piqued my interest was the connection between the speed of light and the location of the Great Pyramids.

It seems that no matter how hard you might try to ignore it, there will always be patterns, nearly everywhere.

So this morning, my Father and I are discussing a recent Area 51 disclosure. If you can even call it that. I mentioned how the really interesting aspects of all this "Hidden Information" is the stuff that people know but are sworn to secrecy. Either literally or just by their own fear or confusion.  I was thinking how the REALLY juicy forbidden fruit is truly unknowable. 

Fast forward a few hours. I'm at work, carrying some boxes to a woman's car.  Her name is Candy.

The grocery store next to my work is roasting green chile (A New Mexican tradition).  Candy, perhaps just making small talk, says: "You're probably too young to know this, but that's how San Francisco smelled in the 60s"  Now I assumed Frisco in the 60s smelled more like pot and jizz, but that's just me.  She goes on to say how she worked for the army in the presidio and attended UC Berkeley and briefly touched on how she knew about some military knowledge. Namely advanced technology. She told me how she would hear about government funded technology and then a year later see a film, featuring said technology.  The one movie she mentioned was "Meteor" starring Sean Connery and Natalie Wood.  A movie I will be watching later tonight.  Candy goes on to talking about the original Star Trek series. Mentioning how they had doors that opened when you walked up to them, and now every business has the same thing. Candy: "Sometimes, someone has an idea for something but doesn't know how to physically create it. They put this idea out there and someone else is able to create it."  Back to her stint at UC Berkeley, of course she was an Egyptology major.  So this is when I ask her about the speed of light correlation. She had heard of it before and said, "There are a lot of strange things in the world. My husband and I used to own a ranch next to the desert where the "UFO" apparently crashed in Roswell. Sometimes you can't avoid it."

Yes, I had to use the poster that featured the WTC

It's always refreshing, being able to talk to someone about these subjects. My co-workers had little to no interest in my conversation with her and simply responded with a "Well, there's a lot of crazy people in this town."

The problem is, eccentricity is not necessarily insanity. I believed what she said. There was such a confidence to her voice and she didn't seem the least bit nutty. 

-Dom

Lloyd our Christ Bearer by Joe Alexander

If you want to look at Christopher Lloyd in a completely different light, view these films...

Lloyd our Christ Bearer

And the sequel:

Grey Aliens & the Lord of Time Travel Tunnels

-Dom

Strange Days

For anyone who has read my previous posts, you'll notice that I frequently talk about the 333 phenomenon.
On August 23rd, 2012 (I think it's significant to note that the following events occurred on 23) I "accidentally" discovered a new blog while perusing the interwebs for some synchronistic goodies.  The blog in question is Mike Clelland's 'Hidden Experience'. So I'm scrolling through, just browsing, when 333 shows up. Of course it does. He has a post about a recent podcast he's done where he discusses 333 and its relation to UFOs. This is news to me. I've been probing the history of this number for the last 2 years, and never found any overwhelming evidence of it's connection with extraterrestrials. Besides of course the fact that Roswell, NM is located on the 33rd parallel and that the mountain that 33% of the angels descended upon, was supposedly on this same line.  I immediately download the podcast.

Mike talks about his own number syncs, specifically with 12345 and how he conversed with a girl named Megan on facebook. A woman who claimed to have been abducted by UFOs.  One night, he's watching the film 'Catfish' and the movie freezes on the scene occurring when the main character says something along the lines of, "Megan isn't who she said she is." Mike notices to his surprise that the timer on the DVD player reads, 1 hour 23 minutes and 45 seconds.  Later he discusses the 333/UFO connection.  3:33 am being a common time where people report having otherworldly encounters. 3:33 am also being a time where the human body would essentially be at its weakest and most vulnerable. His interview ended, and no more than second later, I look at the clock to make sure I won't run late for work. The oven clock reads 1:23 pm. If that wasn't a sign hitting me over the head, I don't what is.



I decided to look in to this alien abduction enigma more intently.  I found it very intriguing that not only is a number I've been seeing since puberty is involved but also owls. I can't remember when it started, but for at least 5 years now, I've had an urging to be surrounded by the animals. Now it's to the point where there are a dozen or so owl trinkets sitting on my bookcase, watching over me every night and the collection only continues to expand.  This is where "paranoia" steps in. A flood of thoughts fills my head. It's not possible I've been abducted right? I've never given the idea much thought. If any.  It seems to me that if you've had an experience with something beyond a human, that there would be some remnants of said event.  That's the problem with traumatic events though. The human mind is so powerful that if an individual experiences something overwhelmingly disturbing or intense, or perhaps just something so odd that it doesn't fit in your reality construct, then you will "forget" about it. Some inklings of a memory may remain or you might wipe it out completely. Repressed memories. They are scary. So I guess that the aliens doing these abductions could be using a technology that strictly inhibits recalling specific memories on their prey.  But also, it could be a simpler explanation. That these beings could be wiping their memory, but can't battle the overall power of the human mind. That sometimes, a human's consciousness will refuse to forget about something, and continually put forward clues for its host body to re-discover the truth.

And just a nice little synchrotastic log to add to the fire...
After listening to this podcast, I just wanted to see if my blog was coming up on google. So I searched '333 Dominic Risso'.  The first page was a man named Dominic Rizzo's twitter account. His handle of course being @drizz333.

And now the clincher. After I did a little research, I decided to e-mail Mike. Any time I see someone talk about 333, I'll go out of my way to ask them for assistance in my ongoing quest for answers. Mike was kind enough to write me back. He said: "...I am not sure what these might mean, but I sense it is a cosmic "urging" to pay attention. Beyond that, i can't really say." I found it interesting because when I conversed with synchromystic blogger, Christopher C. Myers, he said something very similar. I couldn't help but think though, "WHAT AM I PAYING ATTENTION TO???"  The next day, on August 24th, I woke up to news about a shooting at the empire state building. Just another shooting to add to the list, which seem to be occurring quicker than every before.  The shooting of course took place primarily on 33rd street.

In closing, I can't say I was abducted or that I even believe such a possibility is plausible. I'm very skeptical of the whole alien abduction phenom. But regardless, I've learned throughout the last couple years, that when the universe presents things to you in such an abrupt fashion, that even if it is balls to the walls owl shit crazy, that it's not a bad thing to look in to it.  It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. You can be an atheist and read the bible and not burst in to flames.

-Dom

Beam Me Up, Quetzalcoatl!

An Intense Dream Worth Immortalizing.

Wow. Well...last night was interesting. My dream was long and vivid. It started off at a big house at night, where a party was taking place. My oldest brother, being the host. I'm there, mingling and socializing. Some friends and family pop up.  At one point, I see Christopher H. Myers. I've been reading a lot of his posts lately and listening to his shows, so this isn't too strange to me. I shake his hand and tell him how the other day, I saw a license plate that read, "6GMM777". The MM 777 being relevant. The dream continues. At some point, I end up walking through the parking lot at the community center of my home town of Ripon, CA. I'm walking alongside a guy my age, I can't remember who, but I do remember that he was a friend of mine. Behind us is 4 of my aunts. They are all asking me if I've ever smoked pot or done drugs. I avoid the questioning and try to change the subject. A second later, big flashes of red occur above my head. I deduce that it's a UFO. I stare up, and it continues to flash red, like it's taking pictures. It moves off. Suddenly, a giant, white and black machine, that has the ability to hover, comes near us, also snapping photos. This time, it's clear, because I see the lens and hear the shutter. This machine is property of Ripon. It says Ripon on the side of it. Another word I recognized was BOCOM. and BOAN. These two words, even though they look similar, were separate on the ship. This is when I awake.

I immediately jot all this down on paper. I go to the computer and search: BOCOM. What comes up is a Swedish site for wireless communications, satellites, cell phones, etc. The site has this picture:

Now, my first thought when I saw this, was: "That kind of looks like the shape of a flying saucer." A lot of people can say, Oh, you're just reaching. But it's undeniable that this image looks more like a UFO than it does a cow, a palm tree, or a starfish.

Then I look up BOAN. The first site to come up is bobboan.com. Bob Boan is a scientist and writer. Some of his books discuss preparing for an alien invasion.

I don't want to discredit my consciousness, but I honestly have never heard of this man or knew of his relation to UFOs. Of course, there's always that possibility that I read about him years ago and the information was stored in my subconscious. Freaky dream, indeed. 

-Dom