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Hmmm...Why Are the Front Mouthpieces of the Destroyer Class Getting Consoled In Antarctica?

After WWII, the destroyer class, having destroyed Germany, must have gleaned from German scientists they brought to the US in Operation Paperclip, that a real source of power and incredible technology indeed did then, and still does exist in Antarctica.

The mushrooms (kept in the dark and fed garbage) of the American public are told Antarctica is nothing but ice, cold, and penguins.

So why are the current mouthpieces of the destroyer class making trips to such a so-called 'desolate region'?

Vatican head recently stopped by Antarctica after meeting with Castro in Cuba...

Now, we have SaB PoS SoS John Destroyer Class Kerry making a pilgrimage to Antarctica on the very day of the most important US election in 53 years.

Looking at the results of the election, it appears Kerry's last ditch effort really was for naught.

RMN has readers and researchers from around this globe, and other globes.

Let us explore this Antarctic phenomenon a little deeper, and see if we can get closer to narrowing down this mysterious rabbit hole.

Apparently whomever is running the show in Antarctica carries with them much clout.

It appears, those running the show in Antarctica have retained their sense of common sense, while members of the Human (term loosely applies) destroyer class have remained completely, deviously, and maniacally (George Soros) insane.

Input welcome.

Lion

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: Admiral Byrd's Secret Diary - The exploration flight over the
: North Pole (AUDIO)

:

: https://youtu.be/N-qPgnVogBs

: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N-qPgnVogBs

:
: http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/tierra_hueca/esp_tierra_hueca_2d.htm

: The exploration flight

: over the North Pole

: I must write this diary in secrecy and obscurity. It concerns
: my Arctic flight of the nineteenth day of February in the
: year of Nineteen and Forty Seven.

: There comes a time when the rationality of men must fade into
: insignificance and one must accept the inevitability of the
: Truth!

: I am not at liberty to disclose the following documentation at
: this writing... perhaps it shall never see the light of
: public scrutiny, but I must do my duty and record here for
: all to read one day.

: In a world of greed and exploitation of certain of mankind can
: no longer suppress that which is truth.

: FLIGHT LOG - BASE CAMP ARCTIC - 2/19/1947

: 0600 Hours- All preparations are complete for our flight north
: ward and we are airborne with full fuel tanks at 0610
: Hours.

: 0620 Hours- fuel mixture on starboard engine seems too rich,
: adjustment made and Pratt Whittneys are running smoothly.

: 0730 Hours- Radio Check with base camp. All is well and radio
: reception is normal.

: 0740 Hours- Note slight oil leak in starboard engine, oil pres
: sure indicator seems normal, however.

: 0800 Hours- Slight turbulence noted from easterly direction at
: altitude of 2321 feet, correction to 1700 feet, no further
: turbulence, but tail wind increases, slight adjustment in
: throttle controls, aircraft performing very well now.

: 0815 Hours- Radio Check with base camp, situation normal.

: 0830 Hours- Turbulence encountered again, increase altitude to
: 2900 feet, smooth flight conditions again.

: 0910 Hours- Vast Ice and snow below, note coloration of
: yellowish nature, and disperse in a linear pattern.
: Altering course foe a better examination of this color
: pattern below, note reddish or purple color also. Circle
: this area two full turns and return to assigned compass
: heading. Position check made again to base camp, and relay
: information concerning colorations in the Ice and snow
: below.

: 0910 Hours- Both Magnetic and Gyro compasses beginning to
: gyrate and wobble, we are unable to hold our heading by
: instrumentation. Take bearing with Sun compass, yet all
: seems well. The controls are seemingly slow to respond and
: have sluggish quality, but there is no indication of Icing!

: 0915 Hours- In the distance is what appears to be mountains.

: 0949 Hours- 29 minutes elapsed flight time from the first
: sighting of the mountains, it is no illusion. They are
: mountains and consisting of a small range that I have never
: seen before!

: 0955 Hours- Altitude change to 2950 feet, encountering strong
: turbulence again.

: 1000 Hours- We are crossing over the small mountain range and
: still proceeding northward as best as can be ascertained.
: Beyond the mountain range is what appears to be a valley
: with a small river or stream running through the center
: portion. There should be no green valley below! Something
: is definitely wrong and abnormal here! We should be over
: Ice and Snow! To the portside are great forests growing on
: the mountain slopes. Our navigation Instruments are still
: spinning, the gyroscope is oscillating back and forth!

: 1005 Hours- I alter altitude to 1400 feet and execute a sharp
: left turn to better examine the valley below. It is green
: with either moss or a type of tight knit grass. The Light
: here seems different. I cannot see the Sun anymore. We make
: another left turn and we spot what seems to be a large
: animal of some kind below us. It appears to be an elephant!
: NO!!! It looks more like a mammoth! This is incredible!
: Yet, there it is! Decrease altitude to 1000 feet and take
: binoculars to better examine the animal. It is confirmed -
: it is definitely a mammoth-like animal! Report this to base
: camp.

: 1030 Hours- Encountering more rolling green hills now. The
: external temperature indicator reads 74 degrees Fahrenheit!
: Continuing on our heading now. Navigation instruments seem
: normal now. I am puzzled over their actions. Attempt to
: contact base camp. Radio is not functioning!

: 1130 Hours- Countryside below is more level and normal (if I
: may use that word). Ahead we spot what seems to be a
: city!!!! This is impossible! Aircraft seems light and oddly
: buoyant. The controls refuse to respond!! My GOD!!! Off our
: port and star board wings are a strange type of aircraft.
: They are closing rapidly alongside! They are disc-shaped
: and have a radiant quality to them. They are close enough
: now to see the markings on them. It is a type of
: Swastika!!! This is fantastic. Where are we! What has
: happened. I tug at the controls again. They will not
: respond!!!! We are caught in an invisible vice grip of some
: type!

: 1135 Hours- Our radio crackles and a voice comes through in
: English with what perhaps is a slight Nordic or Germanic
: accent! The message is: 'Welcome, Admiral, to our domain.
: We shall land you in exactly seven minutes! Relax, Admiral,
: you are in good hands.'

: I note the engines of our plane have stopped running! The
: aircraft is under some strange control and is now turning
: itself. The controls are useless.

: 1140 Hours- Another radio message received. We begin the
: landing process now, and in moments the plane shudders
: slightly, and begins a descent as though caught in some
: great unseen elevator! The downward motion is negligible,
: and we touch down with only a slight jolt!

: 1145 Hours- I am making a hasty last entry in the flight log.
: Several men are approaching on foot toward our aircraft.
: They are tall with blond hair. In the distance is a large
: shimmering city pulsating with rainbow hues of color. I do
: not know what is going to happen now, but I see no signs of
: weapons on those approaching. I hear now a voice ordering
: me by name to open the cargo door. I comply.

: END LOG

: From this point I write all the following events here from
: memory. It defies the imagination and would seem all but
: madness if it had not happened.

: The radioman and I are taken from the aircraft and we are
: received in a most cordial manner. We were then boarded on
: a small platform-like conveyance with no wheels! It moves
: us toward the glowing city with great swiftness. As we
: approach, the city seems to be made of a crystal material.

: Soon we arrive at a large building that is a type I have never
: seen before. It appears to be right out of the design board
: of Frank Lloyd Wright, or perhaps more correctly, out of a
: Buck Rogers setting!!

: We are given some type of warm beverage which tasted like
: nothing I have ever savored before. It is delicious. After
: about ten minutes, two of our wondrous appearing hosts come
: to our quarters and announce that I am to accompany them. I
: have no choice but to comply. I leave my radioman behind
: and we walk a short distance and enter into what seems to
: be an elevator.

: We descend downward for some moments, the machine stops, and
: the door lifts silently upward! We then proceed down a long
: hallway that is lit by a rose-colored light that seems to
: be emanating from the very walls themselves! One of the
: beings motions for us to stop before a great door. Over the
: door is an inscription that I cannot read. The great door
: slides noiselessly open and I am beckoned to enter.

: One of my hosts speaks.

: 'Have no fear, Admiral, you are to have an audience with the
: Master...'

: I step inside and my eyes adjust to the beautiful coloration
: that seems to be filling the room completely.

: Then I begin to see my surroundings. What greeted my eyes is
: the most beautiful sight of my entire existence. It is in
: fact too beautiful and wondrous to describe. It is
: exquisite and delicate. I do not think there exists a human
: term that can describe it in any detail with justice!

: My thoughts are interrupted in a cordial manner by a warm rich
: voice of melodious quality,

: 'I bid you welcome to our domain, Admiral.'

: I see a man with delicate features and with the etching of
: years upon his face. He is seated at a long table. He
: motions me to sit down in one of the chairs.

: After I am seated, he places his fingertips together and
: smiles.

: He speaks softly again, and conveys the following: 'We have
: let you enter here because you are of noble character and
: well-known on the Surface World, Admiral.'

: Surface World, I half-gasp under my breath!

: 'Yes,' the Master replies with a smile, 'you are in the domain
: of the Arianni, the Inner World of the Earth. We shall not
: long delay your mission, and you will be safely escorted
: back to the surface and for a distance beyond. But now,
: Admiral, I shall tell you why you have been summoned here.

: Our interest rightly begins just after your race exploded the
: first atomic bombs over Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. It
: was at that alarming time we sent our flying machines, the
: "Flugelrads", to your surface world to
: investigate what your race had done. That is, of course,
: past history now, my dear Admiral, but I must continue on.

: You see, we have never interfered before in your race's wars,
: and barbarity, but now we must, for you have learned to
: tamper with a certain power that is not for man, namely,
: that of atomic energy. Our emissaries have already
: delivered messages to the powers of your world, and yet
: they do not heed. Now you have been chosen to be witness
: here that our world does exist.

: You see, our Culture and Science is many thousands of years
: beyond your race, Admiral.'

: I interrupted,

: 'But what does this have to do with me, Sir?'

: The Master's eyes seemed to penetrate deeply into my mind, and
: after studying me for a few moments he replied,

: 'Your race has now reached the point of no return, for there
: are those among you who would destroy your very world
: rather than relinquish their power as they know it...'

: I nodded, and the Master continued,

: 'In 1945 and afterward, we tried to contact your race, but our
: efforts were met with hostility, our Flugelrads were fired
: upon.

: Yes, even pursued with malice and animosity by your fighter
: planes. So, now, I say to you, my son, there is a great
: storm gathering in your world, a black fury that will not
: spend itself for many years. There will be no answer in
: your arms, there will be no safety in your science.

: It may rage on until every flower of your culture is trampled,
: and all human things are leveled in vast chaos. Your recent
: war was only a prelude of what is yet to come for your
: race. We here see it more clearly with each hour.. do you
: say I am mistaken?'

: 'No,' I answer, 'it happened once before, the dark ages came
: and they lasted for more than five hundred years.'

: 'Yes, my son,' replied the Master, 'the dark ages that will
: come now for your race will cover the Earth like a pall,
: but I believe that some of your race will live through the
: storm, beyond that, I cannot say.

: We see at a great distance a new world stirring from the ruins
: of your race, seeking its lost and legendary treasures, and
: they will be here, my son, safe in our keeping. When that
: time arrives, we shall come forward again to help revive
: your culture and your race.

: Perhaps, by then, you will have learned the futility of war
: and its strife...and after that time, certain of your
: culture and science will be returned for your race to begin
: anew. You, my son, are to return to the Surface World with
: this message.....'

: With these closing words, our meeting seemed at an end. I
: stood for a moment as in a dream....but, yet, I knew this
: was reality, and for some strange reason I bowed slightly,
: either out of respect or humility, I do not know which.

: Suddenly, I was again aware that the two beautiful hosts who
: had brought me here were again at my side.

: 'This way, Admiral,' motioned one.

: I turned once more before leaving and looked back toward the
: Master. A gentle smile was etched on his delicate and
: ancient face.

: 'Farewell, my son,' he spoke, then he gestured with a lovely,
: slender hand a motion of peace and our meeting was truly
: ended.

: Quickly, we walked back through the great door of the Master's
: chamber and once again entered into the elevator.

: The door slid silently downward and we were at once going
: upward. One of my hosts spoke again, 'We must now make
: haste, Admiral, as the Master desires to delay you no
: longer on your scheduled timetable and you must return with
: his message to your race.'

: I said nothing. All of this was almost beyond belief, and once
: again my thoughts were interrupted as we stopped. I entered
: the room and was again with my radioman. He had an anxious
: expression on his face.

: As I approached, I said,

: 'It is all right, Howie, it is all right.'

: The two beings motioned us toward the awaiting conveyance, we
: boarded, and soon arrived back at the aircraft. The engines
: were idling and we boarded immediately.

: The whole atmosphere seemed charged now with a certain air of
: urgency. After the cargo door was closed the aircraft was
: immediately lifted by that unseen force until we reached an
: altitude of 2700 feet. Two of the aircraft were alongside
: for some distance guiding us on our return way.

: I must state here, the airspeed indicator registered no
: reading, yet we were moving along at a very rapid rate.

: 215 Hours - A radio message comes through.

: 'We are leaving you now, Admiral, your controls are free. Auf
: Wiedersehen!!!!'

: We watched for a moment as the flugelrads disappeared into the
: pale blue sky.

: The aircraft suddenly felt as though caught in a sharp
: downdraft for a moment. We quickly recovered her control.
: We do not speak for some time, each man has his thoughts...

: ENTRY IN FLIGHT LOG CONTINUES

: 220 Hours- We are again over vast areas of ice and snow, and
: approximately 27 minutes from base camp. We radio them,
: they respond. We report all conditions normal....normal.
: Base camp expresses relief at our re-established contact.

: 300 Hours- We land smoothly at base camp. I have a
: mission.....

: END LOG ENTRIES.

: March 11, 1947

: I have just attended a staff meeting at the Pentagon. I have
: stated fully my discovery and the message from the Master.

: All is duly recorded. The President has been advised. I am now
: detained for several hours (six hours, thirty- nine
: minutes, to be exact.) I am interviewed intently by Top
: Security Forces and a medical team. It was an ordeal!!!!

: I am placed under strict control via the national security
: provisions of this United States of America. I am ORDERED
: TO REMAIN SILENT IN REGARD TO ALL THAT I HAVE LEARNED, ON
: THE BEHALF OF HUMANITY!!! Incredible!

: I am reminded that I am a military man and I must obey orders.

: 30/12/56 - FINAL ENTRY

: These last few years elapsed since 1947 have not been kind...

: I now make my final entry in this singular diary. In closing,
: I must state that I have faithfully kept this matter secret
: as directed all these years. It has been completely against
: my values of moral right. Now, I seem to sense the long
: night coming on and this secret will not die with me, but
: as all truth shall, it will triumph and so it shall.

: This can be the only hope for mankind. I have seen the truth
: and it has quickened my spirit and has set me free! I have
: done my duty toward the monstrous military industrial
: complex.

: Now, the long night begins to approach, but there shall be no
: end.

: Just as the long night of the Arctic ends, the brilliant
: sunshine of Truth shall come again... and those who are of
: darkness shall fall in it's Light... FOR I HAVE SEEN THAT
: LAND BEYOND THE POLE, THAT CENTER OF THE GREAT UNKNOWN.

: Admiral Richard E. Byrd

: United States Navy

: 24 December 1956
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