See even if this video is real UFO research pundits like Avi Loeb will not accept it. They want telemetry and sensor data. So a never ending saga basically.
After watching the movie Disclosure Day, someone decided to take matter in their own hands and then let AARO and the UFO Council headed by Avi Loeb investigate this downed saucer. 🤣🤣🤣
@illumistationn I would not go anywhere near what is depicted in Disclosure Day. I have meditated and encountered these beings and I would never do it again.
I have been reading about UFOs since my college days and around the same time lazy people in the Indian version of Lockheed Martin started conjuring up a stealthy fighter jet called Light Combat Aircraft and after 39 years half baked 2 squadrons and a better version with AESA radars and 23 other enhancements requested by the Indian Airforce still not delivered due to integration issues and also thanks to GE in delivering the F404 engines.
Now same thing with UFOs. Not a single museum exhibiting a collar bone of a non human species or a aerospace museum showcasing a down NHI craft. Let alone have Nordics and Grey's playing poker in Las Vegas using their telepathic skills.
Zilch. The Indian fighter jet is obsolete and the UFO stories become so stale, it is just never ending purgatory.
The UFO field has basically become the Government of Canada.
Every few months we get another historic announcement about the next historic announcement, and everyone is supposed to stand there groveling like, “Holy shit, boys, this is it.” One more hearing. One more whistleblower. One more guy with a government pension check saying he knows where the bodies are but can’t tell us because his uncle’s NDA was blessed by a wizard in a basement at Lockheed.
Fantastic. Very serious. Very brave. Wake me up when somebody brings the fucking craft into the room instead of another PowerPoint filled with redactions and more shit vibes.
The dumbest part is the whole machine runs on blue balls. That’s the economy. Anticipation. Suspense. Edging for adults who own night vision goggles. “Disclosure is close.” “Things are happening behind the scenes.” “Big names are nervous.” “Sources are confirming.” Yeah, shit lips, and my microwave is communicating with the Pleiadians through rye bread.
Show the evidence. Show the material. Show the chain of custody. Show the radar. Show the biology. Show the documents that don’t look like they were photocopied through a dirty sock in 1987. For fucks sakes! Until then, it’s just another unholy priesthood of almost, selling tickets to a church where the miracle is always next Sunday. Fuck off!
The announcement became the product. Not truth or disclosure. Just another fucking announcement. Same as government bullshit. Announce the plan, announce the committee, announce the review, announce the next phase, announce the gay ass funding, announce the framework, then deliver fuck all except a new podium and another one of Eric Davis's gay shirts.
The UFO world learned the same trick as the government of Canada. Keep everyone staring at the curtain and never open the stage. The fucking second the curtain opens, the shit game is over. Either there’s something there, or there isn’t. But as long as it’s always coming soon, everybody gets to keep eating.