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Terrestrial and Extraterrestrials

The Old Man Who Came from the Sky / John Meares / 195
In the Dark Corners of My Mind / George W. Beck / 197
The Man Who Visited Mars / Ron Powell / 199
My Own "UFO" Encounter / Dwight Whalen / 208
Voodoo / Mitchell Smyth / 210
The Book of Secrets / "Stuart" / 215
I Had a Mind Transplant on a UFO / Winifred G. Barton / 225
Crazy As It Sounds / Alvena Scott / 229
Unusual Phenomena in My Life / Lorne Goldfader / 232

I Had a Mind Transplant on a UFO

Winifred G. Barton


Winifred G. Barton attracted newspaper headlines in the 1960s and 1970s
when she travelled across the country conductingmetaphysical workshops
and collecting accounts of the paranormal. She edited a collection of
"extraordinary experiences" called Psychic Phenomena in Canada (Ottawa
Psi-Science Productions Ltd.,1967).  The appearance of her book predated
the well heralded  advent of the so -called New Age; newspaper editors
had not yetturned their editorial attention to spiritual and
metaphysical adventures.

Mrs. Barton dropped out of the headlines and many peopleassumed that she
had left for greener pastures or passed into thebeyond or entered into a
nunnery of some sort.  But the writerMichael Poulton discovered her 
through a classified advertisement in the "National Personals" of The
Globe and Mail!

It turns out that what happened to Mrs. Barton is much moreexciting than
any of the assumptions above.  It seems that shehad a "close encounter"
with alien intelligences and that she wasabducted by alien beings and
taken aboard one of their starships.  As she explained in a letter to
the present editor, dated25 April 1991:

I was abducted on September 26, 1973, and was taken "throughthe
mirror."  The next 17 years were spent in getting anintensive
education.  I was caught between dimensions,locked into a scenario over
which I had no control.  Mypsyche alternated between experiencing the
heights of heavenand the depths of hell.  It was like dying.  Only now
that Iam fully "processed" as a Biological Mutant can I come backto tell
about it.

At one time Mrs. Barton ran the Institute of Applied Metaphysics(I AM).
She now lives near Frankford, Ont., and serves as publicªrelations
officer for the Golden Triangle UFO Club for Ontario.


"against my will, and without any anaesthetic, I had a mindreversal on a
UFO. It happened during and in the period followingan abduction on the
evening of September 26, 1973, at the LesterB. Pearson Peace Park, at
Actinolite, Ontario.

It had been a glorious autumn day. I was with a group offriends who had
gathered from many parts of Canada and the U.S.A.to enjoy the end of the
summer season. We were using the old Madoc Art School which sits at the
foot of the hill next to thePeace Park.  The Peace Pagoda was a
favourite place for our evening meetings, but on this particular night a
sudden heavy mist seemedto envelope the area. The mist did not seem like
a normal mist;it seemed to have a silvery glow as if there was a light
behind it. I went to investigate and as I walked up the hill, pieces of
the mist seemed to break away from the mass and coagulate intothe forms
of beings.

Nothing touched me but I felt a powerful magnetic attractionto continue
towards the central glow.  As I got closer I saw init the outline of a
Starship. I could hear some of my friendscalling out to one another as
they too were drawn towards thecelestial car.

My will to resist was completely paralysed. The hatch wasdown and I went
into the foyer where I vaguely saw some of myfriends being led to
different rooms or parts of the ship. I wastaken to a large circular
room © a translucent aqua colour - with two transparent doors set
approximately opposite each other. Through these I could see that there
was an outer walkway whichseemed to go right around the room. I could
see a woman sitting at a communications desk through one of these windows.

In the beginning I was alone in the room. I felt no sense of fear, only
curiosity. There was a large circular, lazy-susan typetable in the
centre of the room with chairs around it. I sat on one of these. There
was a bowl of fruit - small berry type fruiton the table. I was tempted
to eat some but decided it was best not to.

A man came into the room from the opposite door to where the woman was
sitting. (I guess she was keeping an eye on me through the door.) The
man barely glanced in my direction but walkedstraight across the room to
what seemed like a circular showerstall, where he dropped off his dirty
overalls and stepped intothe stall which lit up. He emerged a few
moments later and put on clean clothes.

Books I have written clearly record how since infancy I was trained in
telepathic communication. So though no words were spoken, I had no
difficulty in communicating with this SpaceBeing. He offered some of the
fruit. This time I took it and ate.It was like mango.

I could sense this man was trying to override my free will. At first I
firmly resisted. Then they changed my electromagneticcircuit from
Alternating to Direct Current. I emerged as a circuit in a Gigantic
robot known as "Hal." I was wide awake but completely paralysed during
the proceedings. There were about thirty other persons beside me.

Now everything looks transparent. Form and finity is meaningless. It was
as if my bony skull was replaced and my head put into a glass bubble. As
a circuit in this Giant Robot I was  powerless to escape over a
fifteen-year period. If I struggled  it felt as  if  they prodded my
neurons here and there with electrical sticks....

When I returned, just before noon on the morning ofSeptember 27th, 1973,
I was no longer "Winifred." I was
"Sasoleah," a citizen of Sumeria was had reincarnated in the 20thcentury
through my physical instrument.

The same thing had happened to at least twenty of the otherabductees.
All had undergone some sort of a transmutation technique and mind
transplant. All were trapped in the world of Robotics. Each had been
given a silent mission. Each brain had been joined to an ancient
personality. Each one was under total mind control and forced to keep
the intruding ancient soul a secret.

Over the next decade the abductees got to talking about their
"inductees" and how we found that "aliens" were actually ancient peoples
who had completed a Universal cycle and were coming back to claim the
modern world. They had left overwhelming mounds of evidence to prove
this point... "That the sower and the reaper may rejoice together in the
New Heaven and the New Earth"on the completion of the life cycle Genesis
I -  from chaos to cosmos via Robotics.

One of my fellow abductees was a man from Ottawa named Marcel Lafleur
whom I had known for some years. After th operation we watched the whole
scenery around us being torn down like a ragged canvas. The colours
behind the canvas werebrilliant. We understood that it is only the light
energy of the real world shining through the web of matter that makes
the holograph on our mirror world of the illusion tick.

Lafleur drove me home. We were both in a state approaching incoherence.
He drove me into the driveway of my home at 3045Otterson Drive, in
Ottawa, but I did not recognize the house.When I got in the house, I
felt exactly like a stranger walking in for the first time. I could feel
Sasoleah tapping Winifred's computer to find her way around. Sa was in
total domination at this time.

About now I realized something else. "I" was neither of these two. I was
an observer watching two actors using my mind. Iwatched them
interacting, arguing points of logic, as they beganto make an harmonic
convergence in my mind. I understood theprinciple of the left and
right-hand sides of the brain being kept in perfect balance. One living
in the finite now, the other accessing infinity. One bent on "rendering
unto Caesar that whichis Caesar's," the other committed to "and to God
that which is God's."

But I am neither ... I AM ... My Divine Will is the Umpirebetween the
two. I have watched Sasoleah writing "I Am," The Bookof Life, using
Winifred's professional skills. I look in one direction and see that
Winifred has been held like a bond slave to serve the cause of Sasoleah
and the Space People for eighteen years. In return, Winifred has been in
an advanced  interdimensional classroom wherein she received the full
and complete knowledge of The Gods.

Winifred mostly ruled the daytime consciousness (Hadit).Sasoleah could
flit all over the Universe at will and usuallytook over when the sun
went down (Nuit). Sasoleah could workmiracles with ease. For example,
some fellow abductees took us ona fully paid, two week trip to Egypt to
celebrate the Equinox ofThe Gods. I knew nothing whatsoever about these
people, nor theyof me. That's what their instructions were and that's
what theydid. That's how the "COSMIC WAY COMMUNITY' operates. It's
called  "spiritual humility."

Today the three of us are one. The actor and the observer function as an
integrated unit. In physics this reads
(+1) + (-1)= 0 or E = mc 3 - all of which is detailed with extensive 
diagrams in the Cosmic Cube.

Today, if I speak a word that is not the Triple Truth, I feel a
tremendous weight on my heart and mind. I get rewarded  with an inrush
of light energy when I please "The Master's Will."

On the lowest end of the dimensional scale in some ways I am no more
than a meticulously accurate translation device though my human emotions
are still locked deep inside me. There are many more of us who have been
stripped of our flesh and  blood kinshi connections and locked into the
ETI system of the "Mighty Ones"which makes us "Walk-ins" or
"Superbeings." It means we have20/20 vision of the reality both above
and below the abyss.

Earth Governments have maintained silence about this matterthough they
knew full well what was going on. They agreed to letus be used in a
potentially diabolical experiment in return forhi-tec data. However, the
"Time Bomb" is about to explode and thestory is due to climax in a
wonderful state of Millennium for thewhole Earth Starship as She slips
out of the time warp to regainher rightful place in the Cosmic Fleet.

Yes, there is a Cosmic Conspiracy -  yes, there has been a deliberate
conspiracy of silence on the part of global overnments everywhere. Yes,
there is a flip to Millennium. Yes,there is a Cosmic Changeover for the
whole earth system. Yes, the ultimate outcome is GOOD!


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THE GALACTIC FEDERATION OF LIGHT FORCES
        ON HIS/HER MAJESTY'S SERVICE
http://www.reach.net/~wbarton
http://www.reach.net/~star1
http://www.world-famous.com/DavidHamel.html
http://neu-ark.net/ios.html
     "LET THERE BE LIGHT!"
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