Montauk - The Alien Connection by Stewart Swerdlow Edited by Peter Moon, Expansions Publishing Co.

Comments in italic letters are from Dan Winter, the rest is a quote directly from the book-pages mentioned...

Speaking in succession from right to left, the first one was a large reptilian creature who looked like a lizard stuffed into a black uniform.

He spoke with a hissing noise in a language that sounded guttural and severe.

Simultaneously, I heard the meaning of his words in my head.

A member of a vast empire that spanned a large portion of the galaxy, his people are attempting to occupy all of the star systems on the outer fringes of this galaxy, eventually working their way inward.

A defector, he now advises this council on the possible activities of these invasion forces.

According to the lizard, the Earth was invaded many thousands of years ago by an army of his people that arrived in a huge ship that is now the moon of Earth.
 
numerous sources- including we understand NASA’s seismic data - confirm the moon is a hollow metal framework, towed in here, and infested internally with Greys and Dracs.
 
Another such ship is on its way, he said, destined to arrive before the end of this century (as we calculate time).
 
Several sources - among them Alex Collier, have insisted artificial planetoids - like Hale Bopp’s tow ins - were headed here in comet gravity tails - filled with invading Dracos.

The sun cruisers in the solar/mercury near orbit - visible on several web sites - are said to be examples of these.

Alex’s Andromedan material specifically predicted the comet would drop the invasion ships in a temporary near Mercury orbit.

After being driven off the Earth by settlers from the Lyraen Empire, his people went underground.

Most of the Lemurian epoch stories suggest that the end of the Lemurian continent was a war with a reptilian race, which the humanoids won against the reptilians - but at the cost of the environment - forcing the humanoid surviving remnant underground - where their blood became more red and dependent on iron to bond oxygen (as opposed to the humanoid remnant who fled at that point largely to Sirius and Pleiades where they became more blue/copper blood.)
 
There, they remain in stasis until they are to be reactivated by the incoming ship.

These reptilians also maintain bases on Venus and on some of the moons of the outer planets.

Because his people are male only, they created females for the sole purpose of breeding.

Despite this, cloning is their primary method of reproduction.

In conclusion, the lizard added that I would someday convert his people to the Light because my soul was an emissary to them many years ago.

Remembering me, they would respect what I said to them.

The next one to speak was an amphibian-type being who looked very much like the Creature from the Black Lagoon.

Slimy and moist, his body was covered with a scaly, greenish-grey skin.

Breathing heavily, his thoughts flooded my brain.

His civilization was the original inhabitant of Earth before the others arrived.

At that time, Earth was mostly water and marshes.

Devastated by mankind and aliens alike, there remain only a few pockets of his people at the deepest depths of the oceans.

From time to time they come to dry land to sun themselves, thus creating the basis for the legendary mermaids and mermen.

This species worked closely with the Atlanteans before that continent sank.

They served as liaisons between mankind and the whales and dolphins.

He said that these sea mammals are advanced races from another galaxy.

Most of his people were lifted off-world to underground oceans on Neptune.

This maneuver was facilitated by benevolent ET groups.

Continuing, he told me that I have dolphin DNA; therefore, I could learn to communicate with his species in order to help mankind and the dolphin/whale systems.

Next, a being on the opposite side of the table spoke.

Looking like a small dark-haired human, his eyes were so dark that they almost shined.

His eyes seemed to pierce right through my own, and I found it difficult to look at him.

Claiming to represent the Federation of Planets of this galaxy, he said that there are over 120 different member civilizations.

Someday, Earth will be asked to join, but only if they are successful in repelling the invasion force. Otherwise, Earth could become a target by the Federation until the reptilians are removed.

This dark-haired human said that I was selected to speak with all of these aliens because each species had contributed to my DNA creation.

I was made for the express genetic purpose of belonging to many different groups.

Because of that, each group would be more willing to listen to me and accept my ideas since I partially belonged to them.

Continuing, he said that my soul-personality had agreed to this mission long ago, undergoing training in many galaxies and alternate universes.

He said that much of what they told me now would stay hidden in my cellular memory until each piece of information becomes necessary.

Future hardships and sadness would condition me for my mission.

Not wanting to hear any of this, I tensed up to the point of vomiting.

The next thing I remember, I was still in the chair with another being talking to me.

This creature was a pale greyish white.

He possessed large, round, black eyes and a long nose.

A short curtain of material draped around the back of his large head.

His thin mouth did not move as he spoke words inside my head.

With a harsh attitude, this grey claimed to be from the Rigel star system.

Although he did not want to be part of this meeting, his overlords insisted that he attend it.

His job was to monitor the procedures since I was once a part of their race, too.

His home world was once part of the Lyraen civilization.

After that culture disintegrated, the reptilians invaded his planet.

Now his people are part of that empire and as such, do their bidding.

From time to time, he would send his workers, smaller grey creatures, to check up on me.

Most of the time I would not remember it except as a bad dream.

 

 
There would come a time when these greys would be at war with some of the worlds represented at this meeting.

My job would then be to monitor the activities and report the findings to my controllers.

My body contains chemicals needed by his race.

The grey said that his race also looked human until war contaminated their environment, genetically degenerating them.

My body was presented to them as a temporary token of hope and peace.

Allowed to use my genetics for the purpose of upgrading their dying species, they could not purposefully harm me, permanently kidnap me, or allow me to remember what they did to get what they needed from me.

These were the rules that all abided by to keep the status quo while at the same time benefiting from my creation.

If my mission failed, or if any of the participants in this project no longer wished to continue, then I would be removed to a safe place while the others fought amongst themselves, possibly even on the surface of the planet Earth.

Finally, he told me that his people merely wished to correct the errors committed against them in order to evolve.

They wished to become independent of the reptilians and recreate their old civilization before it was too late.

Their dilemma was that, if they attempted this, they would be destroyed completely by their masters.

On the other hand, if they continued with their masters' orders, they would be targeted by the Federation planets.

Because they felt hopeless, they looked out only for themselves.

At this point, the last being at the council tale, who sat in the middle, interrupted the Rigelian. 

This being was very tall.

Standing up, he raised his arms to either side.

The beautiful white robe he wore was trimmed in a blue that I had never seen before.

His large head was round on top with a pointed chin.

Standing with his arms outstretched, he remarkably resembled a living ankh.

His oval eyes were brilliant blue, his skin ivory white.

By far, he was the most impressive being at this gathering.

When his thoughts filled my head, I could not even think of my own name!

As he spoke, I saw words in a strange language swirling ethereally around his head.
 

 
He told me his name, but I cannot remember it.

Coming from the planet Khoom in the binary Sirius star system, his people were descendants of non-physical beings who inhabited hyperspace, a region of consciousness existing outside of linear time and space.

They created the ancient Egyptian civilization as well as the Jewish people and gave them the Torah.

The Crystal Skull was their creation, and they were in charge of many events in the galaxy and beyond.

My soul-personality was from his people because it was the only type advanced enough to animate such a hybrid body as my own.

Possessing the most advanced technology in the universe, all the other species came to these Sirians for information.

Now, as an adult, I realize that this group also plays one civilization against the other to benefit evolution as well as their own species.
 

The apartment in Holon became my home base.

From there, I left on many trips around the region, sometimes for days at a time.

One particular adventure took place while on an excursion to the Negev desert in the south of Israel.

I had just passed the restricted area around Dimona, a town where Israel has its secret nuclear facility.

This place is guarded by the Falasha, the Black Jews from Ethiopia who claim to be descendants of King Solomon and the Queen of Sheba.

The Queen supposedly returned to Ethiopia with the original Ark of the Covenant where it remained for safekeeping until only a few years ago.
 

 
King Solomon was a powerful mystic (Akhenaton - whose Amarna-solar capacitor for igniting

DNA became the Solomon Temple myth).

His advisors always discussed the future with him. It is believed that he was warned of a future time when Israel would be overrun with evil foreigners.

(Ashkenazi - who now fly the Alpha DRACONIS flag - the hex double triangle - over Israel - also happens to be the shape of the interventionist Draco craft coming to invade).

The Holy Ark of the Covenant would most likely be a prime target.

I believe that Solomon, in all his wisdom, decided to hide the real Ark of the Covenant in a place where no one would think to look.

Conveniently, the Queen of Sheba was looking for a major token of faith and affection from her current lover.

Solomon sent the Ark back with her to Ethiopia and made a facsimile for the public to view.
 
The ark of the covenant is a fractal self similar capacitor (’orgone’) with enough implosive compression to partially safely contain radioactive power. (Radioactivity is the opposite of fractal charge compression - which is why Uri Geller could mean...

Uri Geller (/ˈʊəri ˈɡɛlər/ OOR-ee GHEL-ər; Hebrew: אורי גלר; born 20 December 1946) is an Israeli British illusionist, magician, television personality, and self-proclaimed psychic. He is known for his trademark television performances of spoon bending and other illusions. Geller uses conjuring tricks to simulate the effects of psychokinesis and telepathy. Geller's career as an entertainer has spanned more than four decades, with television shows and appearances in many countries. Magicians have called Geller a fraud because of his claims of possessing psychic powers.

In order to solidify his trust for Sheba and the Ark, Solomon saw to it she had his child so that she would always feel an obligation to her child's people.

His was the perfect plan.

The Queens descendants became the Falasha, a numerous faction in Ethiopia.

At one time, it is believed that there were over 500,000 Falasha in Ethiopia.

In fact, Heile Salassie, the ruler of Ethiopia until a military coup toppled his regime, called himself the Lion of Judah.

The Israeli Mossad, or intelligence agency, helped the province of Eritrea break away from Ethiopia because the Ark was hidden there and the military government refused to cooperate with the Israelis.

Consequently, the Israelis created their own country with whom to negotiate.

The Ark was successfully transferred to the Holy Land at the same time the military government of Ethiopia allowed the Israelis to airlift all of the remaining Falasha out of Ethiopia.

A strange turn of events, but one that portends the coming of the Messiah for the Jews.

It was near Dimona that I was abducted by the Sirians for a major adventure.

As I walked around some rock formations that jutted up out of the desert, the sun was hot and the air extremely dry.

Perspiration evaporated in a manner of seconds after appearing on my skin.

Suddenly, a tremendous flash of light blinded me.

Raising my hands to shield my eyes, I realized that there were no sounds around me; in fact, there was an eerie silence all about.

Opening my eyes, I found myself in a great room that resembled an ancient Greek or Roman throne room with huge columns and a screen on the wall.

Lighting was subdued and without a visible source.

There were no windows or doors.

From a space near the screen, a tall Sirian dressed in a white and blue robe appeared.

He was nearly identical to the Sirian I had seen as a child.

About seven-feet tall, his skin was pale.

He had large, pointed ears, a long, pointed nose, and big, blue almond-shaped eyes.

His mouth and lips were very small.

His fingers appeared long and graceful as he stood in front of me with outstretched arms.

The way his robe touched the floor, combined with the shape of his elongated head, he looked exactly like a living ankh!

What a beautiful sight!

I felt no fear because I had seen one before and felt at home with it.

The screen came on behind him and allowed me to see the outline of Earth as we moved swiftly away from it in some sort of a craft heading toward Mars.

In that room, there was no sensation of movement.

It felt soft and comfortable even more comfortable than home.

The being moved forward and smiled, telepathically welcoming me.

Through his thoughts, he told me that we were on our way to Mars to see something that would help me at a later time.

Continuing, he said that his species created people from stock brought to Earth from elsewhere. These creations are known as Hebrews, as is their language.

Much of this had been distorted and interfered with over the millenniums.

His species was now in league with the remnants of these original creations, the Israelis, to correct and purify them before the next wave of interruptions occur.

Apparently, the Sirians felt that these Hebrew remnants were not the genetically whole beings that they originally created.

Because it was too late to change their physical structure, it had become necessary to change their mind-patterns, thus enabling them to interface with other alien beings.

As he communicated, pictures of his words appeared on the screen behind him.

I actually saw history from the dim past as though it was happening at that moment.

Next, I remember lying on a table in a brightly lit clinical-looking room.

The Sirian was there with a tall grey being who had round, black eyes and a goofy look on its face. Identified to me as a Vegan, it was a creation by the Sirians out of their own genetics mixed with the little greys.

Although not strapped down, I could not move, and I realized that I was naked.

For the first time, I felt fear with the Sirians.

The Sirian said that they needed to test for residuals of genetic resonance identifying my body with theirs.

He said they had manufactured my body in collusion with certain Earth forces for the purpose of completing their agenda.

I was some kind of pawn in an interstellar game.

What was going on here?

To complicate matters further, he said that my soul-personality was some type of entity from a non-physical aspect of Sirius which was an even higher form than himself.

My body contained Sirian DNA which was necessary for the soul-personality to operate it.

As he spoke, I began to glimpse in my mind my true identity which was simultaneously magnificently beautiful and frightening.

Tears flowed uncontrollably down my face.

This seemed to amuse the Sirian and the Vegan.

I thought to myself, If I looked like either one of you, I would not laugh!

Next, I was stood up instantaneously.

Wearing only a Sirian robe, I could not see my feet.

I felt elation, like I was on a natural high.

I cannot compare the feeling to anything another can understand without having had the experience themselves.

I felt a complete knowing of all things; a connection to all beings.

Yet, I retained my identity of self.

I followed the Sirian out through the wall to what appeared to be a maroon-colored cave with a high ceiling that seemed to go on for miles.

Glancing back, I saw the craft that I had just been in it resembled a gigantic pearl.

Completely white, with a soft whitish-violet glow, there was no sound coming from it.

Instantly, I knew that it traveled through space like an electron as it becomes a particles wave somewhere between the physical and spiritual planes.

In front of me, I saw a large group of men.

Most of them were in their twenties, a few were teenagers, and some were older.

Digging in unison with shovels, they moved like automatons.

Large, melon-headed beings watched them work.

Apparently, these were their overseers.

A few four-foot tall greys moved about.

I saw tunnels and crafts that looked like discs.

Suddenly, all the men stopped and looked up toward a platform.

Loudly, a voice called out, The Emissary from Rigel will speak now.

At that moment, a five-foot being with round, black eyes appeared on the platform.

His large head was draped with a kind of short curtain around the back of it.

Dressed all in black, his clothing appeared to be a uniform.

Looking ominous, he carried a rod that looked both metallic and crystalline at the same time.

Everyone seemed to understand his mental communication.

Explaining that this group of men had completed their service on Earth and the Martian outpost, he told them that they would now be examined for possible transport to Rigel for experimentation.

Those not used would be eliminated.

The men were then led into the open port of a silver disc.

I noticed that their legs were chained together.

The entire scene appeared to be orchestrated just for me.

I do not know if it was.

If so, what would be the purpose?

Perhaps the entire incident is an implanted memory.

The next thing I remember, I was back on the Sirian ship.

Traveling in hyperspace, I sat in a darkened room on the floor with the Vegan and the Sirian.

Soft lighting allowed me to see inside and outside the ship simultaneously.

Hyperspace was a beautiful shade of dark blue and violet.

The ship appeared to be diamond shaped as it traveled.

The Sirian said that we were going back to our home world, Khoom, which orbited Sirius A in that binary star system.

Later, I could decide if I wanted to return to Earth.

I realized we three were the only beings aboard that great ship.

Overrated totally by our will, I felt completely safe and at peace.

I knew that I was going home.

I do not remember much of my stay on Khoom.

I was told that my memory would return at the appropriate time.

A frozen world covered in ice and snow, the suns glare on the surface was blinding.

The inhabitants lived underground.

An elaborate and impenetrable defense system protected the entire planet.

Once a subtropical world, Khoom was pushed out of its original orbit by war eons ago.

From space, it looks blue and white.

The planet has no moons.

A victim of the original battle between good and evil, Khoom was blown from its cradle orbit by those who created the Draco race, the reptilians who seek to dominate the galaxy and beyond.

The creators of the Draco races came from another time and space.

The first genesis of Lucifer, their name denotes the epitome of evil.

Occupying the same physical location as Khoom, but at a different vibratory resonance, is a non-physical world governed by a council of nine beings known as the Ohalu Council.

While not the same beings referred to as The Nine in other literature, they do communicate with The Nine as well as participate in joint projects.

The Nine first appeared in literature in the works of Dr. Andrija Puharich.

In his work with channelers, he came across a few individuals who claimed to be in contact with this ET group.

Uri Geller was the first to actually identify them as former physical beings who transferred their minds and soul-essences into nine advanced computers.

Each one of these computers represents a different aspect of the Mind of God.

The Nine communicate with a few select individuals across the planet in an effort to upgrade the collective consciousness of humankind.

The Ohalu Council also governs the planet Khoom in the star system Sirius since the Sirians are really the lower vibrations of the council beings in the same way that humans are lower vibrations of their ET selves.

I was originally sent to Earth by the Ohalu Council who directed the Sirians on the creation of my physical body.

They told me there are nine beings on Earth who are like me. Each one is directed by a member of the council.

I was shown my past and future while I was on Khoom.

I was taken to a planet orbiting Sirius B that was a tropical, swampy jungle world occupied by short, stocky beings who live in huts.

Extremely advanced, these creatures can astral project anywhere they want to at will.

They rely on others for physical transportation off-world but as they have no need to go anywhere else, they rarely do so.

Communicating exclusively by mind-linking, they do not have a spoken language.

The Sirians told me of the coming Earth invasion by the Draco; that the Orion Confederation was working with the Draco; and that there is a war going on right now between the Sirians and Orions.

The supreme merchants of the universe, the Sirians actually supplied the Orion groups with the weapons that are now being used against them.

However, the Sirians keep the best and most powerful for themselves, so they never lose.

The Sirians see the Orions as bad children who play with matches.

They do not seek to destroy them, but they keep them in check.

They allow humans, Orions, and the Draco to follow their own destinies.

Despite not wanting to leave, the Ohalu Council convinced me to return to Earth.

Arriving back in Israel I found that only three days had passed.

I was unceasingly thirsty, had lost ten pounds, and was so tired that I could not see straight. 

Returning to Holon, I slept for almost an entire week.

During my return rest, I realized that the Ark of the Covenant is actually a communication device between the physical world and hyperspace.

The Sirians apparently gave the Hebrews instructions for building it.

A reconstruction of the device was built by the University of Minnesota years ago, following the instructions given in the Bible.

It was so electrically charged and dangerous that it had to be destroyed.

etc.

Their agenda is to bring all events to a climax, then usurp all power, possibly via the Israelis.

This is only speculation on my part.

Time will tell.

That night, the session was most interesting.

After I was entranced, a small white being, who looked like a typical grey, entered my body.

Speaking at first in a strange language that only Duncan understood, it then spoke in English as the tone became more ominous.

This being said that it had every right to take possession of my body because I was one of them!

Challenging this remark, Preston said that I was a human being with a soul from God, and no one was allowed to use the body except Stewart.

The entity cursed Preston and called him Pressed On.

It said I worked for them and was carrying out a mission vital to the success of their program on Earth.

Both Preston and Duncan saw the physical shape of my body change as if it were a grey alien body.

The outline of my face similarly changed.

Then, the being started to move my body.

Getting up, it walked around while making nasty comments about those present.

Although my eyes were closed, my body walked around the room as if it were wide awake.

When Preston started to ask questions about their agenda, the being hesitated.

Next, an extremely powerful entity literally pulled the grey from my body as it took over.

Identifying itself as a Draco commander, it gave its name as Gengeeko.

Preston immediately understood the Draco to be powerful, reptilian warriors.

The creature told Preston that an invasion force was on its way to Earth and that nothing could stop it.

The moon orbiting the Earth was their first craft.

It had arrived here aeons ago to control the planet.

After creating the Lemurian civilization, they had been removed from the Earth by the Atlans and the descendents of the disbanded Lyraen Empire with the help of the Pleiadians.

Now, the Draco were returning to reclaim the Earth and use it as a military base for entry into the rest of the galaxy.

At this point, I realized that this was why so many races were interested in the Earth.

If this planet falls, then the rest of the galaxy is in danger.

The Draconian then stood up and rasped a warning at Preston not to use his equipment or Pleiadian contacts to try to stop them.

Next, he physically attacked Preston!

Both Duncan and Preston had to restrain this being in my body until it finally sat down and resumed its speech.

Claiming that humans were weak, it said that humans needed the order that an invasion would bring.

This way, the invasion would benefit everyone.

The Draco would receive the raw materials, workers, and food that they needed for their invasion into the rest of the galaxy.

The Earth would be protected forever by the Draco Empire.

Our leaders were well aware of the impending invasion, gradually preparing the world population via television shows and movies.

Even rulers in some countries were humans with Draco soul-personalities.

The reptilian within my body expanded upon his ideas by saying that the United Nations would be the forum for a central planetary government.

United States leaders were in league with Draco allies without realizing it.

Some of the leaders of this planet had prepared escape plans to Mars where equipment was already being activated, as well as to other planets and moons in this solar system.

Mars has a huge underground facility built by the Sirians over 500,000 years ago.

Gengeeko said that my body could be used since I was once an ambassador to their home world from the Ohalu Council, the ruler of the Sirian star system.

I was neutral and not really concerned about who was in power.

This is basically true for me; I am not a political person.

My main interest lies in helping individuals to advance their souls and minds.

Continuing, Gengeeko stated that I was created with alien genetics and that my soul-personality was not human nor from this star system.

This explains why I have so many mental abilities that are considered unconventional on Earth.

When I came out of this trance several hours later, my body was dehydrated and extremely cold. 

Disoriented and confused, I did not return to normal for almost two days.

In addition, I suffered rectal bleeding, shortness of breath, and severe shivering.

Overall, it was not a pleasant experience.