Mystic Claims He Has Solved the UFO Mystery
Mystic Claims He Has Solved the UFO Mystery
Nahu, mystic and author of the revolutionary new book UFOs: God from Inner Space asserts that despite contemporary mechanistic discoveries in science, “God is not dead, but alive and well, and can be seen above us in the form of the heavenly light commonly known as UFOs.â€
Eugene, OR, December 20, 2006 –(PR.COM)– In spinning spirals or Vehicles of Pure Light, God provides visible proof of his/her presence in the world. This book clearly states that UFOs are divine objects, heavenly signs that have appeared throughout mankind’s history. The UFO is a reminder, a celestial light from above that comes during crisis and world upheaval to shine its profound radiance on humanity.
He describes a mystical personal encounter in which he was levitated into a vehicle of Pure Light, and how it changed his life. Following a similar thread of spiritual transformation in various classical cases, such as George Adamski, Eugenio Siragusa and Orfeo Angelucci, he unravels a startling side effect of UFO encounters - that many people develop keen psychic abilities. He confides that his own gifts from God evolved after contact with the light, including the ability to see ailments inside a person’s internal organs in much the same manner as the great psychic, Edgar Cayce.
He combines forty years of research and personal growth gained through contemplation of Eastern and Western mystical paths, Jungian archetypes, quantum physics and contemporary discoveries in parapsychology to present a Grand Unifying UFO Principle that explains the phenomena and encompasses the heart of the mystery in completely unique terms.
Nahu’s intra-dimensional teachers continue to transmit new information through visions and in dreams. He predicts that in the years ahead, millions of people will have encounters with this divine source, and the world will begin to fully comprehend the meaning of the spiritual messages inherent in the presence of these spiraling vortices of light.
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Dec 22 2006 
December 22nd, 2006 at 12:44 pm
Sounds like he reads John Keel, Yuri Geller, and Deepak Chopra.
December 22nd, 2006 at 7:23 pm
It’s amazed me over the years how many people have spontaneously but privately admitted to me they’re prone to exactly these sorts of experience, and how similar and beatific they all seem to be, involving things like Jesus, aliens, spirits, you name it, but all of it ever so sweet.
And I’m incapable of disputing they really have had these experiences, because I myself have been prone to them literally since the day I was born, (as has my younger brother to a slightly lesser degree), apparently, (according to a variety of psychiatrists and neurologists from my childhood onwards), as a result of what they variously decided was temporal lobe epilepsy, incipient psychotic schizophrenia, extreme bipolar syndrome - you name it.
The thing is, like I say, everybody else’s ‘mystic’ experiences have always seemed to be all gooey and fluffy and pleasant, whereas mine have always been bizarre, psychedelic, terrifying, nightmarish, monstrous, strange; and have involved endless strange episodes like finding myself standing OUTSIDE the biblically old-fashioned looking stone walls and slightly ajar medieval-looking WOODEN gates of Heaven while gazing across endless receding plains of the both both recent and long dead, all refusing to even contemplate entering the place; or suddenly finding myself in the queue to be judged by God, before finding myself just as suddenly cast down to my doom in Hell, only to find Jesus really did ‘Harrow’ the place during the three days he was dead, signifying his transformation of the nature of the place by changing the word ‘Hell’ to ‘Heal’; or, on still another occasion, being told by ‘Something’ to immediately start limping in the opposite direction if I didn’t want to be torn to pieces by the gathering crowd of the local population that was staring at me, after suddenly finding myself unexpectedly but briefly stranded on a ‘parallel world’, somewhat like a very expensively made version of this one, with humanoid life forms some thing ‘like’ us, but with golden metallic eyeballs with horizontal black stripe-like pupils, with short pulsing dark rays emitting themselves from somewhere behind the back of their eyeballs; o, yeah, and then of course there was that time I witnessed the annihilation of the entire universe, and became inconsolably grief stricken out of a belief I’d accidentally destroyed my own kids and any chance of them having a future, not to mention all those times Death came for me and slaughtered me on the spot, only to then restore me.
And these are just some of the weird experiences I’ve been prone to since a baby; and, no, I’m not joking, and no, I’ve never taken drugs - I’ve never needed to!
The thing is, though, I’ve always found the best way to keep my sanity, and survive being unduly influenced by the vast amounts of supposedly ‘Cosmic Mystical Teachings’ I’ve always been being bombarded with since my birth is to neither believe or disbelieve any of it, and treat it all as a bit of a joke.
If nothing else, it stops you being a pain in the rear, going round trying to convince other people to rise and follow you, or going round giving yourself pillocky mystical names.
Yours sincerely, Shabadaz Seer-Sucker
December 22nd, 2006 at 9:01 pm
Alright Alan! You and Philip K. Dick, too!