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Welcome to the program tonight.

We're going to get right to it.

It is not very often that we are not able to finish a story in one program.

I've been looking forward to having tonight's guest back since our first discussion, which was a few weeks ago, maybe about a month now.

On the program, we welcome back Lisa Nelson, who details a remarkable story during her relationship and marriage to maybe what we'll call an interdimensional warrior who worked for beings from another planet.

Now, keeping in mind, we only scratched the surface of this story during our first conversation.

It was hard to even summarize it, but here is what we discussed back on episode eight hundred and forty eight, which if you're hearing this, then you didn't check out that one, maybe you should hit pause unless you're listening on the radio.

Don't hit pause.

Listen the entire two hours, and then go back and check out episode eight hundred and forty eight.

But otherwise you might want to listen to them sequentially, because we're going to pick up where we left off.

In our first conversation with Lisa, she described an extraordinary contact story that began when she was a teenager in the mid seventies.

She says her seemingly normal life changed after she started dating a new boy in town named Rob.

Not long into their relationship, Rob confided that as a child, he and his parents had encountered a UFO on a Michigan highway.

His parents vanished in a blinding light, and he was later adopted by another family.

Eventually, he totally said that he had been meeting with the same beings aboard a spacecraft and had begun working with them on missions if we want to call him that, and also computer calculations.

Lisa says rob would sometimes be lifted to the ship, leaving behind a holographic double, a projection that looked and felt human but acted robotic.

These holograms communicated with her, claimed to represent guardians protecting planets like Earth, and warned her not to tell anyone when her secret diary vanished and reappeared destroyed.

She took that warning seriously, and over time, Lisa says she witnessed strange lights in the sky, enormous silent craft over her neighborhood, another phenomena that convinced her something real was happening.

Eventually, she describes being taken a border craft herself, seeing a control console, beings both tall and small, and undergoing a kind of telepathic scan that flooded her mind with symbols, equations, and memories.

The beings told her they were guardians monitoring Earth because of humanity's nuclear threat, sometimes appearing at millilitary sites to send warnings.

They also said they influenced human innovation, providing telepathic downloads to engineers to advance aircraft like the Stealth Fighter.

Lisa the later loard her boyfriends supposed adopted family might have been partly artificial androids created to give him a cover life on Earth.

The beings told her that only a handful of such hybrids lived here in secret.

Her encounters spanned years, involving multiple holographic iterations of rob and communications about other worlds and missions.

Lisa went on to work in entertainment, banking, and energy healing, and after nearly fifty years of silence, she is now sharing her story publicly suggesting that Earth's visitors may not be here to invade, but to help humanity away from self destruction.

Her book is Earth Secret Visitors?

Are they here to help us?

And we welcome back Lisa Nelson to the program.

Welcome back to the show.

And is there anything that I misstated there?

And you did a great job, Jeremy.

Well, we had just a couple of minutes to get it done because I want to give you all the rest of the time of the program to share what is, no doubt an emotional story for you.

But this is not science fiction.

So where do you want to pick it up?

Here?

I guess where we ended.

I think we ended about the time I was we had completed college, and I may have run through it very quickly.

There was one thing I did want to say that might be have been expressed a little more fully, which was that the Guardians described themselves as part of the fabric of the universe, so they were letting me know that they were disincarnate, and Rob himself had been described as being from another planet, and the Holograms were technology which were sometimes controlled by Rob and sometimes controlled by the Guardians, depending on who was in charge of the iteration.

Sometimes that control had to do with issues that I may have had with them, or they may have had between themselves.

So there was this sort of triangular struggle where I was trying to be a normal girl with the normal life and have my boyfriend to myself, and then there was a sense of duty where the Guardians didn't really care what I wanted because in the scheme of things, I was just a little earth speaking, and Rob felt a sense of duty but also felt a sense of loyalty to me, so there was strain in every direction.

I finally got my way with regards to that triangular relationship when Rob and I married.

We had agreed that when we married, which was after I completed school, that he would stop working with the Guardians and close off from doing that and we would have a normal earth life.

That was the plan.

After I graduated with my music degree, we worked for the summer, saved our money, got married, moved to New York, and began to explore New York City.

And I got a pretty cool job right off, pretty soon after getting there, and it wasn't long before he began to show signs of not launching.

He was not getting the sort of job that his high intellect might have permitted him to get.

He did get some jobs, and they didn't last very long, and I began to wonder what was going on with him.

And there were changes in his personalities.

Sometimes he would have sudden rages.

Sometimes he would seem almost depressed or despondent.

He could was capable of sleeping all day while I was at work, and I would come home and he was still asleep in bed where I had left him, and that had me wondering what was going on with him.

He began to show violence towards me at times, and very suddenly, and I was wondering if I had made a mistake in marrying him.

And I began to ask him to step up and really get some work that he could really stick with so that I wasn't carrying all the all the bells.

It was beginning to be a difficult home life, and I began to bury myself and my work.

It wasn't after a few video production jobs, I got into got a position with a man who managed quite a few major celebrities, and that was a really cool job, and I buried myself into it and advanced quite a bit.

So that became sort of an escape from the distress and strain of the home life.

All right, So this is a transition point.

They have married and now moved to New York City.

We will continue with Lisa Nelson tonight on the program, author of Earth's Secret Visitors?

Are they here to help us?

More to come, lots more.

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So here is Lisa and Rob and they marry.

It's after college.

They go to New York City, and at that point Lisa asks him they had made a pact to stop, you know, doing his activities, these activities which we have documented over the course of a couple of hours.

Now, I guess we could ask you why did you want him to stop, but I want you to continue along the lines of Rob's behavior changes in bed all day, becoming ill, starting to act out, and please continue.

One reason, one important reason that I wanted him to stop doing the missions was because he was traveling to what they referred to as quadrants, which might have been mappable sections of the universe, and he was sometimes coming home sick, and they would administer treatments to him which also made him sick.

And I heard quite a few stories of him being badly damaged or even lost for a period of time during which the Guardians used the hologram to imitate him and began to pick fights with me in case they never found him, and I wanted to end up breaking up with him rather than exposing him in any way or finding out that he had indeed died in some sort of Michigan where they couldn't retrieve him and repair him.

But the way they described their medical technology, they could pretty well put together a person with just about any kind of problem.

So as soon as he had departed from the Guardians, which I had this earnest hope that he would be safer and that our relationship would be under much less stress because I continuously worried about him, much like a military wife would.

But his behavior change I didn't attribute to what later was explained to me as the part of the problem for his neurological deterioration.

It took his years to figure out what was going on with him, but he was behaving strangely, sometimes incapable, and I was seriously concerned but also extremely frustrated.

But according to the guardians when they ended up returning, in the long run, the radiation exposure, which they had treated in the past for him, ended up causing him to deteriorate through his behavior changes.

He began to have a secret life in I began to consider separating from him because at the high level of stress, I also had a very, very very busy schedule with my job working with these celebrities was at twenty four to seven.

They might any one of them might call me at three in the morning needing something to do with performing all over the world.

He didn't look too good, and that was a concern that I had as well, and I began to argue with him about going to get some medical attention, and he was refusing to do it, saying that if he did get medical attention, they would come to understand that he was not a regular human being, that he was something other.

So he very vehemently refused to get any medical care.

And this was this resultant in quite a few arguments that he at least needed to get some kind of help.

Eventually, I left him and went to a girlfriend's house who always had open arms for me.

She was a wonderful, wonderful friend, and I could show up at three or four in the morning if the fight had been bad enough and I needed to get out of the house.

But there was a point where I decided it was time for us to be broken up, and he begged me to come back and said, I'm dying.

I didn't want to tell you, I didn't want to worry you, but I have been getting some medical treatment through this organization that I've gotten involved in.

I've been fighting crack.

I joined a group called Democracy, as he called it, and he said that they were very concerned with the scourge of CRAC, the drug activity crack cocaine, which was a very serious thing going on in New York City, partly because law enforcement was involved in it in certain ways and because quite a few people were dying from it, but there was a lot of crime around it, and at the time in the police world, there was very little confidence in law enforcement, and there were groups like the Guardian Angels, who we lived on the same block as Curtis Leewood did at the time, and there were always marching, proud men who were setting out to try to protect ordinary citizens in New York City, especially in the subways, from crime, because when you have a crack problem, you're going to need a lot of money, and you never have enough money when you're addicted to cracks.

So curtiously was activities became very publicized.

And another response to all this whole scene in New York City at the time was vigilantism, which was people taking the lawn to their own hands.

And Rob had joined this vigilanti group, which he said was composed of police officers, and he said, I could not talk about it.

If I ever talked about it, I was going to have big problems with them.

And he said that they were watching what we did.

And I gradually came to understand that, yes, there were people who had their eyes on me.

I could be standing at a street corner and someone who appeared to be what we called at the time skin Hints, would come right up to me while I was standing at a corner waiting for a streetlight to change, and put his nose right up next to my cheek and sniffed me and then appeared to almost be ready to lick my face.

And it frightened me, but I still because I didn't know what to do about this encroachment.

There was one time when I had another point where I wanted to be released from Robert's life, and he said, well, just come to a restaurant with me.

We'll talk, we'll break up the right way, and we'll let you go.

And when we were seated at this restaurant, which was on the edge of what was called Alphabet City in New York City at the time, in the East Village, someone else came into the restaurant, pulled up a chair to our cap a table and put his feet up on the table, and the waiter came over and handed Rob and I a menu, but did not ask if the guy who's pulled up wanted anything.

It was as if this whole thing had been orchestrated, and I was given a very strong talking to about what happens to people who talk.

And I was very disconcerted by this.

I felt as if I was being intimidated.

While I was intimidated, I felt somewhat threatened by this.

But the next day I had put the money down for Rob to get an apartment of his own, and this place was on Central Park West at one hundred and fifth Street.

And I went home and thought, boy, I'm sad this mariature didn't last long, and I had waited nine years for it.

We practically grew up together, and there was a real sadness and some feeling of heartbreak of how did things get so crazy?

And the next morning I started getting frantic phone calls from him, saying, let me in.

We tried to do a drug bus last night and it went wrong and they saw me and they came after me.

And I've got to get out of sight because people are after me.

So in this one situation, I let him in the apartment and I left for my girlfriend's house just to not be in that place, not knowing what would happen there.

All right, so they're coming after Rob now.

And it's the continuing story from Lisa Nelson tonight, as told an Earth's secret visitors, and we've got much more to come with her stick around.

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She was married to Rob, a very old warrior living discreetly on Earth working for extraterrestrial beings doing missions for them.

They eventually marry and move out to New York City.

She asks him to stop doing these missions, so he moves on to another line of work, fighting crack cocaine on the streets of New York City.

And during one of these operations, I guess his cover was blown, so he comes after they've broken it off.

He comes back asking for help.

Are you starting to feel for your own safety at this point, Lisa.

I was fearful for my own safety and his, and this was adding to the stress between he and I where he had finally revealed to me that he had a neurological disorder and that he was dying.

And at the point where I was at my breaking point where I was at the point of not even care what the threats were.

He told me he was having seizures and there was very little he could do that could be done for him, and that he gave his reason for being involved in this organization, and it startled me that there was anything that he could come up with that would make me go back, because I had left him twice already, and knowing that he was going to die.

He asked me to stay with him and help him with his seizures until he died, and the long term love that we had had caused me to soften my heart to him, and I did go home again and began to help him with seizures, which was sometimes a very frightening thing.

At the time, neurology as a field was not as advanced at all as it is now, and he said that he had a very severe case of Mayesthenia gravis.

I don't have any literal confirmation of that, but watching your loved one on the floor in seizure is enough to let you know that something very serious and difficult is happening for your loved one.

So I stayed with that as best I could.

With my job in the entertainment business where artists were going to stay engagements all over the world.

It was about as much as I could handle.

And there was a point where I had a spiritual turn in terms of realizing that I needed some kind of help and it could only come from the divine and I made a prayer that one of the members of our most prominent group took to Mecca, and he promised me that that prayer would be answered.

He called me from a pay phone to tell me it had made it there.

And it wasn't long after that happened that I met someone who showed me healing energy, which has everything to do with why I'm an energy healer today and have trained in it for many years and have been seeing clients for over fourteen years.

Rob took issue with my interest in the spiritual practice.

I had joined a very discreet school of mysteries, and it was giving me hope that I could get through things.

It was bringing me happiness.

I was in a state of wonder having begun to see the aura and disincarnate beings light beings, and it brought me some happiness to be developing my intuition that day in that way, and there was one particular night where I came home and he was fuming about my absence staying for the lectures after work, and he tore up the books that I had borrowed, and I took a calm response to it and simply laid down on our futon, which we kept on the floor in a sort of Japanese style, and I began to keep myself calm because I knew he might become very and rage because there was a pattern where he would be sullen and then you would pick a fight, and then he would be highly aggressive, and I knew not to engage with him or it would become a physical altercation.

So I was attempting to give the most passive calm response, being meditating in the bed.

But he took a hunting knife and chopped up the futon two shreds, and how I was not shredded myself, I don't know.

I was praying for my life in that moment, and I really believed that something was there protecting me, keeping me not get sliced up.

But Rob fell into a seizure and I used that break to get out the door, and I left with the clothes that I had on I went to my girlfriends and told her this was the last time to drop in on her in the middle of the night, and she assured me it was always okay to show up whenever I needed to.

At my job, a colleague told me that he knew had a friend who was going to sell a condo and he arranged for me to borrow that condo for a week while I figured out where I was going to live.

During that week, I had a date with someone that had been a very supportive friend and had become a wonderful support and I invited him to stay one evening and I thought we might have become intimate, but he was unable to do that because he was in pain from a sports injury and said that his lower back pregunned him from being able for us to be intimate.

There was one night during that period of time while I in that darkened condo.

There was almost no furniture in that condo.

There was only a sofa bad a lamp.

They left me a robe and a bar of soap so that I could at least have a shower, and everything else was completely stark.

And I was about in the thirties, about the thirty seventh floor of a high rise on the upper east side, and one evening, a very beautiful light came into the room as I was meditating, and it looked as if there was light shimmering on the surface of water, but it was in the air, and it did not fill the room with light.

It was a light being, and it spoke to me and told me that things would be okay.

I didn't have any concept what that might have meant, but as I looked around a darkened condo, I could see that the condo was dark except for where this light being was hanging over me, comforting me.

And to this day I do not know whether that was a guardian or whether it was a holy spirit.

I do not know, but the sense of comfort that it imparted to me was very beautiful.

All right.

So here is Lisa breaking free and starting contemplating starting her life over again.

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We're with Lisa Nelson tonight and telling the story is she documents an earth secret visitors.

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So she's escaping some domestic violence and trying to consider what you know life is ahead for her.

You see this blob of light?

What is it?

I do not know.

I have preferred to refer to it as the Holy Spirit of comfort.

That's the best I can come up with.

It felt divine to me.

If you've ever been uplifted by a presence of love, you might have an idea how that feels.

And it was a very palpable sensation of comfort that calmed me down quite a bit because I had nearly been chopped up in my bed for a couple of days.

After I left, Rob had been desperately calling my office, and a receptionist had a system with me where when things were not good with him, she would run interference and keep him from getting to my desk.

He did make it through when someone else sat at the desk for our receptionists to have a break, and Rob told me, you've got to come home.

Democracy is going to come after you, and if you don't come home, they're going to really give you a bad situation.

And I said, I don't hear what you think they're going to do.

What are the choices.

I stay home and get nearly killed in my own home, or I get killed on Park Avenue.

What's the difference.

So I hung up the phone and that was the last I heard of from him, and there was a day of complete silence, and I thought, maybe he had finally gotten the message.

Now I'm going to take a moment for a breath, because I get very adrenalized when I tell this.

So I have a day of peace where I met the condo.

I've had this reassurance from a spiritual apparition.

Rob has stopped calling, and I think, thank goodness, he's gotten the message.

He can't get me to go home ever again.

I've gone back a few times and that's not ever going to happen.

Then I get a phone call one morning and it's in Rob's voice, which was something that always was something that he had to be confirmed, because sometimes Rob's voice could be Rob, sometimes Rob's voice could be a hologram, and sometimes Rob's voice could be the Guardians.

And when I picked up this phone, it was pretty early in the morning.

I just sat down to my desk at work.

I got a very strongly worded message saying this is guardians.

You're in a lot of trouble.

Rob has been killed.

I'm summarizing, and they are coming for you.

And I started to yell, and it created quite a scene in the office.

Everybody dropped what they were doing, and I started yelling back and accusing that voice of being Rob.

And I said, you got to cut it out.

I'm leaving a new life now and I'm not coming back no matter what.

And they said, you need to listen.

Look at your phone, Look at the tie line.

How do you think we got through to you with your receptionist preventing Rob from getting through?

And I looked at my phone console and the only line that was lit up was the line between my boss's desk and my desk.

That was a tie line that went nowhere else in the office than from my boss's desk to my desk.

It might have been a walkie talkie.

And I was rather shocked by that because this was not the days of computerized telephone systems yet per se, it could not have been hacked from the outside because there were no computers in our offices yet.

These were the years before computers being a common office implement, So I know that they had utilized his tie line and ways that I could not understand.

But it was not being done from the outside through packing or manipulation on the phone network.

Somehow they got access to speak to me, and I was still yelling because I was very upset.

I did not want this situation coming back into my life.

And the voice told me that if I would meet with them the next day, they would prove to me that Rob was dead.

They would proved to me that Rob was dead and that they had fished his body out of the East River.

They had repaired his body, and their intention was to reinfuse his life force back into his body, and they wanted me to raise him.

They said it was the pure essence of Tomar, which was his warrior name, and that he would be an infant when it was put back in body, but it would be the full grown body with an infant spirit.

And they said, if you do this, you need to do it for twenty months.

You need to raise him until he can in a great back into society and we will take care of democracy for you.

And you agreed to do that.

I didn't agree to do it right away.

Very strange.

They gave me a day to think about it.

Very strangely, as soon as I hung up, all the phones started ringing again because this was a very busy office, and during this telephone conversation, the whole phone system had gone silent except for that tie line which was only from my boss's desk to my desk, and the yelling that was going on in the office.

Because I was very upset, so things bubbled back, and the next thing that happened was I received a phone call from my friend, who was Christopher O'Brien, who is you may know is was a well regarded paranormal researcher.

Unfortunately, the late Christopher O'Brien.

Now, yes, I miss him.

He passed away just about a year ago in late November, and he was my first friend in New York, and I hadn't seen him for quite a while because life was not good and he often showed concern for me, and I would never tell him what was going on because he was not the paranormal researcher yet.

He was just my friend.

So he hadn't moved out to Colorado yet.

Are you still in New York?

No, he did not move to Colorado yet.

This was pre paranormal research.

Career.

So he was my friend Chris from my first job in New York.

And he said, Lisa, I don't know what came over me.

I felt compel.

I had to call you, what's going on?

And I said, Chris, this is I'm really freaked out right now.

Something crazy is gone on.

I don't know how to explain this to you.

I'm just kind of losing it right now.

And he said, well, you know it used to be a professional Tara reader.

Why didn't you come over tonight and I'll do a reading for you.

Hum, So that is what we did.

I went to his house late that night and he did a reading for me, and the cards themselves showed me some interesting things.

And I didn't know the first thing about Taro.

I'd only heard about it a tiny bit from being in the school of mysteries.

But he started to pull cards and he said, my god, Li, so you're involved in some heavy stuff.

What's going on?

And I said, it's too hard.

I can't explain this too right now, Chris, And he pulled a card that said deaths on it, and he continued and said, wow, you're in real trouble.

And he pulled another card that said New Life and it had a depiction of a blonde man on it.

Well, Rob was blonde, and we had this situation where the guardians were telling me that he was dead and that there was going to be a life reinfusion and between the way these cards portrayed to me.

Chris didn't really understand how it applied to my interpretation of it, because I didn't know Taro at all.

But he said, listen, I'm going to call my brother.

His girlfriend is a professional psychic.

I'm going to see what he takes to think about it.

But I don't think you should meet those people.

And because of well, how the cards seemed to apply to the exact situation that I had been confronted with, I did decide that I was going to meet.

I was terrified.

And the next morning Chris's brother and his girlfriend got on the phone and they said, don't meet with them.

We don't know what's going on here.

But there is a huge page craft over the Atlantic Ocean and this seems to have to do with you.

Interesting.

Well, we got to pause there, and it's a what it tea is to end on this craft over the Atlantic Ocean will continue with Lisa Nelson a wild story that has even only now just begun much more to come.

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You know, when Lisa told me at the beginning of our first conversation that she could probably talk for three or more hours, I had no reason to doubt her.

And now we're entering the fourth hour of our conversation with her in radio times, of course, and we may need we may need more time.

Here we are, though, with Lisa Nelson, who has written a book about this wild, wild story that she's telling us tonight Earth Secret visit.

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A relationship that begins in high school, continues through college and into married life, and now after cutting it off for good reasons domestic violence, you know, attempts on her life, she is you know, they're trying to lure her back in and with news that Rob has been killed.

He was involved in fighting crack cocade on the streets of New York City, and eventually what was was it was he shot and killed.

Is is that how it happened?

They told me that he was shot in the head by the group that he had been a part of because they felt that he had double crossed them.

Somehow information got into the wrong hands that led to people getting killed in an operation where they were attempting to stop rug transaction, and he was blamed.

I don't know much about the inside workings of all that, but they were saying that he had been shot in the head.

Now, I did not know how you could put that sort of damage back together, and I did have a lot of recollection of stories of him getting blasted or injured or harmed in some of the mission work that he did, and they usually described it as well, we fixed it, or we put them back together.

And I wasn't given very much detail about it, and sometimes I felt like they were just off in saying, oh, we can fix anything unless the obliteration is too severe or we can't find them to retrieve them.

So just as soon as I had been warned about this giant craft or the Atlantic Ocean.

I hung up that call with Chris's brother and his girlfriend, and the phone rang immediately after that and said, we're calling to get your answer.

Are you going to do this?

And I very tremblingly and fearfully said I'll meet with you, but you have to prove this stuff is what you're saying is true, and they said, we'll see you tonight.

They did not even ask me for the address of the condo, and no one knew where I was except my colleague, whose friend owned the condo and the person that I had the date with, who had been my wonderful support person for quite a while, almost two years, and I had visited me there.

But I was very clear with the security when I went back to the condo that night they should not let anyone in there without notifying me that someone was there, and the gentleman who was the doorman said, I, nobody will get in.

We will announce anyone.

Don't you worry.

We got you.

So I got into the elevator, and what occurred in the elevator was very terrifying.

The as we ascended up towards the thirty seventh floor.

The elevator car began to rattle and shake in a way that made me feel as if it might the cord might sever and drop the elevator car to the ground.

It was shaking so severely that it was as if an earthquake was going on, and the car stopped about halfway up to the floor that I needed to get on.

The doors began to flap open and shut, and I was faced with my fear of dropping to the basement in this elevator car, and how to get myself out of the flapping doors that were almost gnashing as I calculated, almost like trying to jump into a double dutch jump rope, how to get through the momentary space that I could jump up and out to get out of this elevator car.

And I managed to get my belly on the floor of the hallway.

I scrambled my legs out of the way before the door shut on them, and I ran to the end of the down the hall to where the Kindo was.

I got in the door and locked.

There were a number of dempoat locks on that door.

I remember being very glad for all of them.

I didn't have keys to them.

But I could flip the latch, and I locked myself in there and put my back to the door, breathing hard because I was like not expecting anything like that to happen.

And I know that nobody was in the hall to see this going on, and I was the only person in the elevator car, and I had gone through quite a terrifying moment, thinking, Wow, I'm trying to get through all this stuff, and now this happens.

Well, it's pretty soon.

There's a knock on the door and I look out the peephole and there is the image of Rob and it is smiling, and I am faced with the decision of opening that door or not opening that door, and it speaks in a friendly way and says, Hey, it's Lisa, it's ten.

I'm here to talk with you.

We're not going to hurt you.

Let me in.

And I decided that I would let it in.

And as soon as I let it in, he walked straight over to the sofa bed the sofa and said, come here, sit down next to me.

He took my finger and put it up to his head, and my finger entered a hole that was about the circumference of a pencil and my finger sunk through the skin into a very distinct hole in his skull.

Now with my tip in the skull, he narrated to me he was shot on this side of his head.

The other side he placed my hand on.

That side of his head is very squishy because all the bones were fragmented, and to me to the feeling, to me, it was soft like a baby's fontanelle.

But it was not the top of the head.

It was the other side of the head, as if it had been an exit point for a bullet.

This they said that how is this possible?

You're probably saying.

I'm saying, how is this possible?

I mean, I know they had told me for many years that they could fix stuff.

And my mind was racing from a range of horror and shock that this seemed to prove that he had been shot in the head, because here was an entry and an exit wound that was covered over by perfect skin.

And they said, it's easier for us to fix skin.

Bone has to grow together a little more, but it will grow over eventually.

But right now his brain is very tender, and don't poke him too much.

And I was overcome with feelings of confusion.

I was stunned.

I was confused.

I was in shock.

I was still going through some rebound from the knife incident in my home to running away to not being home for some days, and I was overcome with a flood of confusing feelings.

All right, so she's given the proof, Does Lisa agree to the mission?

More to come somewhere between the paranormal and the.

To the paranormal, paranormal.

Somewhere between the paranormal and the abnormal.

I'm Jeremy Scott.

We're talking with Lisa Nelson tonight on the program Our fourth Hour, with her of late telling this miraculous story of what appears to be a regeneration shot in the head and dead, and yet here he appears, managing to get past security in her secured apartment building, maybe perhaps involved in the shaking of the elevator.

Who knows and basically shows Lisa this hole in his head, and the guardians want to know if you're going to raise him, you know, basically with as you said, that the mind of an infant for twenty months.

Yes.

Something I forgot to mention a little bit earlier was that as soon as ten got in the door, he said sorry about the elevator.

We had to use it to transport him back down to Earth because we had him on the ship, and so we couldn't just put them down because there was no hologram to swap him with.

We had to bring him down through the elevator shaft.

And that was their explanation for what happened with the elevator.

Now, it was shocking to me that they knew about it because I was the only one there so to take credit for it.

Showed me that they knew an awful lot about what was happening with me when I was apparently in complete solitude.

But after feeling the hole in the head, I began to realize that things were going on that were far behind human ability, hard for me to grasp, and we ended up traversing.

I did agree to it.

It was partly based on the fact that they weren't going to help me with democracy.

If there were holes in robs head, they could make holes in my head too.

I was afraid, I have to admit, I didn't want to be pulled back in, but I didn't see an alternative, and so I agreed to it.

Ten said that we had to go back to the apartment, which was the last place I wanted to go.

We had in a cab.

The night was strangely warm for a January night.

That date was January twenty seventh, nineteen eighty seven.

It was very warm, the sky was very peachy, and Ten said the reason for the color and the sky was they had brought a craft very low so that they could do the regeneration event.

And we got back to the apartment and I began to be briefed on how I was to be positioned, because the energy that was going to be involved was going to be so potent that if it got in my eyes, I would be blinded.

So I was instructed on how to sit on the floor, how to cover my head, and they said, just just sit here for a minute.

And it was dead silent for about two minutes, and then I suddenly began to feel waves of energy that were so potent that I couldn't believe.

The tsunamis of energy were coursing up and down through me, and so potent that I had difficulties staying upright, and I was trying to keep my head covered so I wouldn't get blinded by the energy.

And I nearly fell over.

I nearly passed out.

It was so potent that it was very, very difficult to withstand it.

And about the point where I had to use a hand to write myself to not be fallen over on my side, the energy stopped and it was dead silent again.

And then I heard some scampering, and I heard someone hopping and said, you're my grower upper.

You're Lisa, and I'm Comar, and I love you.

And we began a life of raising him up from being a boy who was completely terrified of the telephone, didn't know anything about society, was very naive about things like television advertising, carried around a Smurf's launch box everywhere.

It truly was a very naive thing.

And suddenly I found myself in the position of being a mother to a little boy who was in a man's body, who.

Actually used to be married to who I used.

To be married to.

And what was remarkable, remarkable about the situation was that he had none of the medical issues that Rob had.

He was no longer deaf in one ear, which he had been after a physical altercation that we had in our home.

There was no neurological deterioration.

There was no more loss of memory and dementia like symptoms.

There were no seizures, there was no rage, there was no catatonia that preceded the prodromal symptoms that preceded the seizures.

Was rob made whole again in the image of Tomar.

I would say that he was made whole and healthy and occupied that body and used it like a little boy would.

He chased the cats around.

He was very playful, He was sweet.

He was innocent and naive, and I felt as if I had a toddler with me quite a few times.

And he grew very quickly, and it wasn't long before we got a better apartment.

And at one point he started giving me very expensive pieces of jewelry, and I demanded to know how he was getting these pieces of jewelry, and he told me, well, now I can have a job, because I'm growing up now and I have a job.

And I said, well, what job is this that lets you buy so much expensive jewelry?

And he said, oh, I just have to take guns to the New Jersey.

And he was proud of himself because he said that he was buying stuff now, he was doing adult things.

And I was very furious about this, because it sounded to me like he was getting involved in cleandustine activity, and I demanded that he stop.

He told me that there would be repercussions for it.

And we were pretty far along in the twenty months.

I had a show to attend, and so I was out doing the backstage handshaking that comes with a local New York City performance with some of our artists, and I came home and found the contents of my refrigerator on the sidewalk, and I became curious what kind of nonsense Tomar might have gotten into.

I went into the lobby and the doorman said, you need to go to the police were here.

They went up to your place, and when I got upstairs, Tomar was in the bed bloodied.

There was a gigantic gash on his forehead.

The cabinets in the kitchen had been pulled off, the microwave was smashed, there was blood all over the bathroom, there were trails of blood all over the place.

Everything was destroyed.

So I managed to tape his forehead together, and I was very, very shocked that that wound healed within a week without a sign of a scar.

Is Rob regenerated as Tomar and apparently the victim of some sort of assault.

We'll finish this with Lisa Nelson in just a.

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I'm Jeremy Scott.

Lisa Nelson is our guest tonight, author of Earth Secret Visitors?

Are they here to help us?

All?

Right?

Rob?

Very old warrior living discreetly on Earth working for ets completes these missions takes a toll on Rob and Lisa's marriage.

Lisa asks him to stop.

He does, gets involved in a different line of work and eventually is shot and killed, but his body is regenerated and now he is appearing as the warrior Tomar or is ten this child who they have asked Lisa to raise.

Now for twenty months and it all seems to be well.

He's made whole, but things aren't right.

One particular day, when you come home, he's all bloody in the apartment and it's a skew.

What happened.

It appeared to me that the invasion of the police.

I accused Tomar of throwing things out the window, which was the way the officers or impersonators of officers got into the building and up to the apartment.

Tomar said that they threw the stuff out later, and that they were there to punish him for quitting the job because he knew too much.

Now, so, whether they were remainders of democracy or whether they were people who impersonating officers that were involved in Tomar's first job, I will never know.

There was something I was going to tell you, But Tomar began to work on a mission of his own, and I have come to believe that with what he was working on, it was unlike anything that Rob had ever done.

And I have to wonder if they brought him back and put him back on the planet so that he could do one last thing.

They were talking about a situation that was destined to occur about a thousand years into the future, in a political situation where China and Russia would partner and go against the United States.

And they were talking about a munitions stockpile in China that people were planning to use to make change in the government in China during the present day.

And they said that munition stockpile had to be gotten rid of because if that change was made in Chinese government, then things would end up a certain way in the future, and it could lead to a gang up on the United States in the far future.

So some of it I found very difficult to believe because it involved time travel and making corrections to future events, and I found that very difficult to take in.

But they I spoke about needing to get a hold of a F sixteen which they planned to use to fly it into the munition stockpile.

And he came home one day and said, we did it, and on television.

He turned on the TV and there was a news report of an F sixteen crashing in the southwestern desert, and he said, that's not what happened.

They're covering up what happened to the plane because it's been taken.

I did research and discovered that there have been F sixteen stolen in the past.

There have been F sixteens lost and never recovered.

So as much as I would have been skeptical that that was even a possible thing to do, I know that there are on record different situations where F sixteen's have been stolen.

And I also uncovered that there have been very large explosions of munition stockpiles and that they are on record.

I don't know if they line up exactly correctly to this story, but individually speaking, things like this have happened.

And if you think about what nine to eleven was, which was the theft of a plane to use it as a weapon to take down a very strategic point, I think we all know that the theft of an airplane can be extremely impactful to the future and to the society at the time.

So I decided at that point, while rob or Tomar was away sometimes having meetings where he was planning and communicating with me telepathically, which was a sort of a new thing for me.

Ten would kind of babysit me in place hold for Rob Wild or Tomar.

Pardon me for having a swirling mind in this moment, because this is a hard dale to tell and it upsets me every time.

They asked me if I would have a half human, half Eerusian child, and I said, no, I've already raised an irusion child and it's too hard.

And I said that no, I would not do that.

And it was around them that I decided it was time for me to launch out into my own life and I.

I wouldn't serve the twenty months.

Your obligations were over.

At that point, I felt my obligations were over.

They had used papers that they were able to gain access from the apartment, and they said that they would use those to disband democracy and get that situation taken care of through the legal system.

They did take a packet of papers that Rob had kept and I didn't know about it.

He told me not to look behind the drawer in a recessed cabinet in the railroad flat and I presumed there might have been a weapon in there, so I didn't want to know.

But when Tim went in there, he found a very large bundle and he said, this has all the information that we need to get rid of democracy for you.

But it's going to take time.

And that's another reason you need the twenty months.

It's for you too.

But when the twenty months ran out, I got an apartment, waited out the end of my lease in the beginning of my new lease, and I told only one person where I was moving to.

I don't know how timar knew where I was moving, but that same day I moved into my new place, he managed to be hanging out the window he got there even before I did to my new home.

He was hanging out up the window of the apartment building directly across the street from my new home, which was on the Upper West Side, and that was not a happy discovery for me, but I figured at least I had my own space.

And he did come over to get food quite a few times because he didn't seem to be able to have much of a job, but he said he was working in marketing, and eventually I told him he couldn't come over anymore without checking first, and he disappeared, and eventually he stopped coming around at all, and I was relieved for that break, And ultimately there was a period of years where no one knew where he was.

We have to pause there.

We'll continue with Lisa Nelson into the pair abnormal.

I'm Jeremy Scott.

Into the parent normal parent.

All right, So what happens to Tomar.

We're talking with Lisa Nelson tonight.

Lisa, he's missing.

Nobody knows what happens to him, or do we.

Of years, for at least four years, no one knew anything about him.

He had refused to acknowledge Rob's family from the point in time where he was infused into Rob's body.

He went only by the name Tomar and got his feelings pretty well hurt if I ever accidentally called him Rob.

And I'm sure you can imagine with the switching and always being in the presence of an identical appearance, whether it was the Guardians, the Holograms, whether it was Rob, whether it was Tomar, they all appeared exactly the same.

It was difficult for me to always call things the right thing, the right name, And in the beginning Tomar's feelings were very badly hurt if I called him Rob or if I expected behavior from him that I had developed an expectation of maybe a difficulty from Rob.

But Tomar would never do that.

His feelings would be hurt.

I needed assurances.

In those original months of him being with me as baby Tomar, I would poke my finger into that hole when he was asleep because I needed that proof to reassure me that what happened happened, because I was very traumatized by that situation, and I still feel quite extreme adrenaline when I tell this story.

But from nineteen ninety to nineteen ninety four, according to my brother in law, who now we call each other brother and sister now because we're the only ones left of the whole family pretty much except for one who was bowed out, nobody knew anything about where he was.

And when Michael reunited with Tomar and he was expected to call him Tomar, Tomar had had a devastating accident and he nearly he died and was resuscitated several times and had a very long recovery after a very high fall from an apartment building.

We don't know if he was pushed.

We don't know if he was thrown, but the fact that he hit a fire hydrant which was probably at the edge of the sidewalk, and the widths of sidewalks in New York City is normally at least twelve feet, we think that he may have been pitched or thrown, but we will never know because he has ended up passing away.

He ended up dying of AIDS, and we do not have any clear idea of when it happened that he got that.

My hypothesis is that he may have gotten it from blood transfusions after the devastating fall, because at that time, infection from HIV from blood transfusions was something that happened fairly regularly with situations where people had to rely on blood donations.

So he has passed away, as have two of the Barclay brothers, and the parents have passed away.

It seems as if all that Michael have gone away from the family.

Everyone who was alive at the time that I was writing this book did give me permission to tell this story.

They all signed on as far as using our name, because my name had been LESA.

Barkley during those years.

My father in law also signed my mother in law passed away before then, but the whole family has been part of this story and we've all had a lot to think about.

One thing I have given food to thought for thought too, is the message from the Guardians, which is about the issues with nuclear weapons and the stockpiles that we have of nuclear warheads.

We have twelve thousand nuclear warheads, most of them ninety percent of them belonging to Russia and the United States.

That is more than enough to assure our safety, and the use of only one is enough to cause immense devastation to our planet and to millions of people.

I'd like to just mention the barbarism that has to exist within the DNA of humanity to think that this is a wise plan.

I like to say something about disclosure for a moment, which is that I think it's admirable that the whistleblowers have come forward.

I think it's fantastic that there have been congressional hearings about disclosure and hosting the brave people who have come forward to talk about UFO incursions in the military and witnessing things in the skies, say test pilots and people who are in the Air Force and other places where nuclear weapons are guarded.

It appears to me that there would need to be a tremendous return if they're or an institution of integrity into our government for us to ever have a proper disclosure.

Because we've got whistleblowers whose lives have been threatened, we've got very large amounts of money that are going to the back engineering of collected artifacts and biological material that is now confirmed.

It's no longer a question are we alone and does the government know that we are not alone?

And it is no longer a question of do they have stuff?

There's no question, and the back engineering is costing an immense amount of money.

It is not cheap to do.

And given the amount of money that is going into unacknowledged projects, that means there's got to be a lot of money laundering going on in our government, given that we have unacknowledged projects that have no respect for our presidency, the executive branch, nor the lawmaking branch, the legislative branch, or the judiciary who has mandated that whistleblowers be protected, and they're not very well protected at all.

Some of them have had to adopt a very simple, private, very out of the way life to assure their own safety.

I think that we've got to do some real serious looking at the standards in our government as far as integrity and truth, obeying the law, and looking out for people, and looking and considering humanity.

So I'd like to just offer this thought, which is that one thing the Guardian said to me repeatedly, not only to mention to me that I would have trouble comprehending things, but the whole idea of the warring nature of humanity, the whole idea that we need to be ready for war.

The whole idea that our government has recently renamed things not from the Department of Defense but changed it to the Department of War, tells us that war is so ingrained in our nature that I feel that it is very unlikely that we will evolve enough to participate in the neighborhoods of galaxies that think in terms of a we and an us and a connection amongst all of them, the way the Guardians always spoken the plural, they were always we, they were always us, They were not I and they were not us in them sort of approaches.

So I'd like to offer, maybe we could change education to let children know that there is quite a bit more than the five senses.

There are senses that have to do with empathy and telepathic connection that humans are developing now.

But if we could let children know that they have more than five senses, for example, that simple fact would be given free reign to develop their intuition and we could become a much more connected humanity.

There are many people on this earth who have telepathic connection with other planets, and they live simply, and quite a few of them are dealers.

But I would just like to say, I'm all for connection and heart centeredness and could we really think about a wee and an us instead of adversarial approaches to our activities with other beings.

Wow, Lisa, the amazing four hours.

How does the audience contact you?

I can be reached at consciousness writer at gmail dot com and I check it every day and sometimes I get some lovely notes.

Soarth secret visitors?

Are they here to help us?

Thank you so much, Lisa, You're welcome.

Good nights and God bless Somewhere between the paranormal and the app normal,