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Date: Wed, 8 Oct 2003 14:19:51 -0700 (PDT)
Subject: AR community: The Denver Airport
Has anyone been to the Denver Airport lately? I have a lot of information on it and it plays a big part in my book, Earth The Forbidden Planet. I will send the link that goes to that information plus an excerpt from the book. http://uforanks.com
I would be most interested in anyone's impression of the Denver Airport. With your persmission I will add it to my website portion about the airport. The one commentary I had the lady panicked and asked me to take it off. I don't know if she was being threatened or what. I haven't heard from her since. I did remove it at her request. The actual information about the airport is more terrifying than anything I wrote in fiction. Pictures of the murals are in the link below.
The Denver Airport
Below are excerpts from Chapters 20, 21 of Earth The Forbidden Planet:
'...They gathered behind him as he pointed to the monitor screen.
These are pictures of the murals at the Denver Airport. I've had reports from others about these. See these various people in coffins? It is thought they represent certain groups these demons are determined to eliminate. See the woman in the coffin? She is a Jewish woman. You know true lineage of the people comes from the seed of the woman especially in the Jewish culture. You don't hear about it much, but it is a fact. The devil hates the Jews. Christians are hated equally as well. Most haven't been able to figure out what this German youth represents. He is not in a coffin. It is my theory he represents the Hitler youth or white supremacists. They are another group being used by the enemy to destroy certain racial and religious groups. There are even Masonic symbols in some places. The murals are on the walls and a big one in the floor.
Some Christian friends of mine who have been in there say they had a orrible feeling of nausea that didn't leave until they got out of that airport.
"You think the murals are a focal point for demons? Perhaps that is the reason for the nausea. People of faith would have that reaction I think." Myrna stared at the pictures of the murals on the screen in fascination.
"They are very colorful, but so strange for an airport."
"There's been a lot of UFO activity in that area as well which to me is an indication that something is going on."
"Paul mentioned something about an underground base located there," John said.
"How far underground would a base be? You think these grays and reptilians have these bases? What are they doing down there?" Jeremiah asked the questions they all had on their minds.
"A friend of mine who is either very brave or very foolish went as far down as she could to these underground levels. Some are disguised as different levels to get to others areas of the airport to embark on the different airlines. Atlanta is set up like that. So are other airports. Makes me wonder about them, too. Anyway she could just go so far, but was convinced there were deeper levels. She said the lower you got the greater the nauseated feeling grew and a strange smell was everywhere. Finally she actually threw up and got an unbearable headache and had to give up the search. She said she saw some of the people on those lowest levels actually appear to morph into something else…dragon like in appearance…then back again. She said they were reptilians," Syd told them.
John looked doubtful. This sounded like some of the tall tales he had heard from suspects he had questioned in the past. "Do you actually believe her? Sounds like a nut to me.".......
"Inside was an elevator. We waited until the smelly man was gone then we got on. We just wanted to go down one level, but it just kept going. Finally the doors opened into the most surreal scene I have ever witnessed and the smell was absolutely nauseating. My husband hurried out. I was about to follow him when the doors closed and brought me back up here. I hit all the buttons on the elevator wall, but it made no difference so here I am. I tried to get to that doorway again, but I can't find it. That woman at the Information booth is gone and no one else has seen her…ever. I just don't know what to do. I have tried talking to airport security and anyone else who would listen. They all think I am just an old lady with bats in her belfry." With that she began sobbing again.
Myrna waved at Syd and John to get their attention then motioned to where she was heading as she led the distraught Agnes to one of the chairs in a nearby waiting area. They joined her there.......
......
One man broke away from a magazine stand where he appeared to be browsing and headed toward Jeremiah and the others. He kept pace with them for a few moments.
"You knew Paul Schultz?" He asked Jeremiah.
Jeremiah and the others stopped in their tracks.
"No, No. You must keep walking as if you aren't listening to me." He did not look at them but appeared to be looking straight ahead and going at this own pace as they continued on with him.
"He wasn't the only survivor of that firefight. I have managed to escape their detection. I heard what happened to Paul so I know they caught up with him. They will probably find me out before long. They seldom fail to find whoever they want and eliminate people as one would a speck of dust. They answer to no one. If you pursue his matter you will put yourselves in great danger."
"We are already aware of that." Murphy said not looking toward him but pretending to be talking to his wife. "We have already been followed. The man in black a friend of ours saw here is one of them. Her husband disappeared here on a lower level."
"Disappeared did he? Don't bother to look for him. He is most probably dead. If he stumbled on to something he wasn't supposed to see I guarantee you will never see him again."
"Whoever they are, they have a terrible weapon that can disintegrate people with a beam (millions of people) without a trace." Murphy continued on as they all walked leisurely toward the colorful wall.
"They will probably use it to eliminate all Christians and Jews and anyone else who they think will stand in their way and call it "the Rapture." With that the man ducked into the passing crowd going toward a gate where a plane was about to take off.
*******
The doors slid open and they stepped into a darkness filled with screams, roars, ear piercing shrieks and the smell of death.
Myrna reached for John's hand, but was unable to find him. With her arms flailing she shouted for an answer from someone, anyone, but she was alone…alone in the darkness. A cold chill encompassed her. Afraid to move she waited as her eyes adjusted to the dark. Terrified she began to discern her surroundings that were lit up with a dim red glow.
She closed her eyes and prayed the 91st. Psalm repeating the part about the terrors of the night over and over. When she became assured of God's presence because of the promise of His Word, she opened her eyes and brushed back an unruly lock of blonde hair that had fallen over her forehead and into her eyes.
Her trembling quieted as she stared at the dark cavern. It was huge, like a whole world. The landscape looked like a strange and alien planet. She began to follow what seemed to be the source of the red glow.
Where had the others gone? Had they stumbled into another part of this strange world under the earth and why had they not answered her? A blood-curdling scream answered her thoughts. It was accompanied by what sounded like thousands or even millions of voices screaming in agony.
She had to find the others. Huge stalagmites and stalactites and other formations filled the landscape around her. They could be anywhere in this strange world.
She turned to her right and gasped. Leaning against one of the pillars of stone was her friend's husband, Bill. He was staring at her, mouth open with an expression of horrifiedsurprise.
"There shall no evil befall me, neither shall any plague come nigh my dwelling. For He shall give His angels charge over me", she repeated over and over under her breath as she approached him. Her thick-soled shoes made no sound as she moved, but how could anything be heard over the horrible din of constant screaming?
She reached out to touch him. His expression never changed. "Do you remember me? I am your wife's friend. She is terribly worried about you." As she touched him she felt the coldness of his flesh. She tried to find a pulse, but there was none. He slid down the pillar of stone at the probing of her hand and sat still staring straight ahead.
"He must have died of fright," she whispered to herself, "and who could blame him?" Poor Agnes. Now she would be alone.
She moved on keeping a watchful eye out for her companions.
Screaming was all around her, a million voices in pain and terror, but she couldn't see anything. The stench of the place gagged her. She took out a perfumed handkerchief from her pocket and held it to her nose. It helped a little.
She could feel presences around her. "I know your angels are here, Lord. I am counting on that." She kept moving holding out one of her hands to feel what she might not see. The ground was rough and went up and down steep hills. She had visited the Carlsbad Caverns some years back. The pathway seemed to be similar, but without the pavement and safety rails. She was surprised the temperature was not much hotter than what it was. She knew she had to be near the molten core of the earth if indeed the core itself was truly molten as most believed.
Perhaps the magma was in pockets in different places instead of at the core.
Finally she came to a barrier. Her hand seemed to encounter open air but there was something there, a force field, glass, something. She moved closer and examined it with both hands. She could not see beyond it.
Suddenly a swirling mist appeared and began to clear. Now she could see what lay beyond. Millions of people for as far as she could see were screaming and writhing in agony. They were covered with worms and flames surrounded them, but the flames gave no light. This seemed impossible but there it was. They were all human with insect sized demons clinging to them and tormenting them as well as the flames.
Unable to control it any longer she threw up and kept retching until all contents were gone. Afterwards her stomach still spasmed uncontrollably. She turned her back to the horrible sight and moved back in the direction she had come from. She hoped to find the others and the elevator and get out of there. Now she had seen the holding placed called Hell filled with the unredeemed dead of all the ages. It was a sight she would never forget.
The screaming was so overwhelming she could barely think, but just kept putting one foot in front of the other until she come to Bill's body and knew she was not far from her starting point and the elevator.
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