posted on Oct, 6 2010 @ 11:29 PM
One thing I will share that has always intrigued me is that I had an uncle (has since passed away) would relate to me stories about strange ancient
symbols, diagrams of spaceships, and astronomy. Back in the 1960's he disappeared for several years. No one knew where he went. Later, we found
out that he was roaming around California.
It turned out that he became a Rosacrucian during this lost time. So, my grandfather became gravely ill and the rest of my aunts and uncles were
trying to get in contact with him to notify him that his father was dying. They put out newspaper and radio announcements (an APB pretty much).
Finally, somewhere in Tijuana/Mexicali a newspaper car carrying a loud horn (which would blare out the day's headlining news) advertised the search
for my Uncle. Well my Uncle was in the vicinity of such announcement and decided to go back home.
I think he made it back before my grandfather passed away. After that, he stayed at the family property for the rest of his life.
So during my visits to the old family property, he would describe to me strange symbols by drawing them in the ground. Also would describe about
certain energies that exist within nature. For me, he most importantly described pictures of triangular ships that he had seen, and he would draw for
me the constellations from where they came from. Then pointed to the sky to show me the location.
Before he passed away, he had given me a type of Victorian Era coat of arms. Bronze or Brass. I sent scanned color pictures of this to the College
of Arms. They could not tell me to whom it belonged to, only that it was from the Victorian era, because it lacked the escutcheon during the reign of
a female ruler.
Researching as to where he went during his lost years, we speculated that he ended up in San Jose, California and somehow got involved in the
Rosacrucian society there.
But anyways, during that time I was too young to question him even further. I just sat and listened, and all these ideas seemed to just flow from his
mind as he scribbled in the dirt with a wooden stick.