admiral byrd hollow earth | hollow earth works

Then in verse 9, the first action on the 3rd Day of Creation was to create the Inner Continent:  Genesis 1:9 “And God said, Let the waters under the heaven be gathered together unto one place, and let the dry land appear: and it was so.
‘We have let you enter here because you are of noble character and well-known on the Surface World, Admiral.’ Surface World, I half-gasp under my breath! ‘Yes,” the Master replies with a smile, ‘you are in the domain of the Arianni, the Inner World of the Earth. We shall not long delay your mission, and you will be safely escorted back to the surface and for a distance beyond. But now, Admiral, I shall tell you why you have been summoned here. Our interest rightly begins just after your race exploded the first atomic bombs over Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. It was at that alarm ing time we sent our flying machines, the “Flugelrads”, to your surface world to investigate what your race had done. That is, of course, past history now, my dear Admiral, but I must continue on. You see, we have never interfered before in your race’s wars, and barbarity, but now we must, for you have learned to tamper with a certain power that is not for man, namely, that of atomic energy. Our emissaries have already delivered messages to the powers of your world, and yet they do not heed. Now you have been chosen to be witness here that our world does exist. You see, our Culture and Science is many thousands of years beyond your race, Admiral.’ I interrupted, ‘But what does this have to do with me, Sir?’
Jesus Christ had great admiration for Enoch and quoted from him several times as recorded in the gospels of the Bible.  Yet none of Enoch’s books were included in the Bible.  Fragments from ten of Enoch’s manuscripts were found in the caves of Qumran in Palestine in the Dead Sea Scrolls discovery.
In Alaska, Cluff met a small group of people who had travelled to the icy state with the same idea. Soon they were ready to embark upon their mission. “We started on the road up to Point Barrow,” he says. “We saw a sign, at one point, saying ‘This Is A Private Road: Don’t Go Any Further’. So we didn’t go any further.”
Eventually, I find a phone number that must surely belong to our man. He lives in Bakersfield. His name is Steven D Thompson. His age, estimated by a records database, is quoted as between 40 and 44. Right place, right name, right age. Excited, I ring the number. It’s disconnected.
I sprang to my feet, and oh! joy unspeakable! There, far in the distance, yet directly in our path, were lands jutting boldly into the sea. The shore-line stretched far away to the right of us, as far as the eye could see, and all along the sandy beach were waves breaking into choppy foam, receding, then going forward again, ever chanting in monotonous thunder tones the song of the deep. The banks were covered with trees and vegetation.
Early in life I displayed an aptitude for books, and at the age of nine years was placed in a private school in Stockholm, remaining there until I was fourteen. After this I made regular trips with my Father on all his fishing voyages.
1005 HOURS- I alter altitude to 1400 feet and execute a sharp left turn to better examine the valley below. It is green with either moss or a type of tight knit grass. The Light here seems different. I cannot see the Sun anymore. We make another left turn and we spot what seems to be a large animal of some kind below us. It appears to be an elephant! NO!!! It looks more like a mammoth! This is incredible! Yet, there it is! Decrease altitude to 1000 feet and take binoculars to better examine the animal. It is confirmed – it is definitely a mammoth-like animal! Report this to base camp.
On finally reaching Stockholm, as I have already related, I found that my good Mother had gone to her reward more than a year before. I have also told how, later, the treachery of a relative landed me in a madhouse, where I remained for twenty-eight years – seemingly unending years – and, still later, after my release, how I returned to the life of a fisherman, following it sedulously for twenty-seven years, then how I came to America, and finally to Los Angeles, California. But all this can be of little interest to the reader. Indeed, it seems to me the climax of my wonderful travels and strange adventures was reached when the Scotch sailing-vessel took me from an iceberg on the Antarctic Ocean.
Lunar crater Byrd is named after him, as was the United States Navy dry cargo ship USNS Richard E. Byrd (T-AKE-4) and the now decommissioned Charles F. Adams-class guided missile destroyer USS Richard E. Byrd (DDG-23).
Based upon the size of the Earth and the force of gravity on its surface, the average density of the planet Earth is 5.515 g/cm3, and typical densities of surface rocks are only half that (about 2.75 g/cm3). If any significant portion of the Earth were hollow, the average density would be much lower than that of surface rocks. The only way for Earth to have the force of gravity that it does is for much more dense material to make up a large part of the interior. Nickel-iron alloy under the conditions expected in a non-hollow Earth would have densities ranging from about 10 to 13 g/cm3, which brings the average density of Earth to its observed value.
Enoch knew, as was revealed to Job, that our “Mother” earth has a WOMB from whence our first parents emerged to outer earth.  The fresh water icebergs of the Arctic also emerge from Inner Earth through the North Polar Opening.  To Job, the Lord asked, “Out of WHOSE WOMB came the ice? and the hoary frost of heaven, who had gendered it?  The waters are hid as with a stone (icebergs), and the face of the deep is frozen.” (Job 37:14,15)  Many exotic animals from Inner Earth have been found entombed in the Arctic ice on Arctic shores, such as the woolly mammoth, hairy rhinoceros, giant deer, and lion, that, according to Hollow Earth explorer, Olaf Jansen, fell into inner earth rivers that freeze over in the Arctic winter where they instantly died, frozen and subsequently washed out to sea ending up on the shores of Siberia.
As a youngster in the late 50s I became very interest in the exploits of the world’s last great explorer Rear Admiral Richard E. Byrd. I read everything I could get my hands on regarding the Arctic and Antarctic explorations of this great hero of the time. To my surprise and delight ten years later, when my research into the origin of UFOs led me to the study of The Hollow Earth, I again ran into my childhood hero, The Admiral. Once again I studied the exploits of this extraordinary man. A few years ago I decided to compile and bring up to date everything I could having to do with The Admirals involvement in the HollowEarth/Subterranean story. However, I found one think that disturbed me.
MARCH 11, 1947 – I have just attended a staff meeting at the Pentagon. I have stated fully my discovery and the message from the Master. All is duly recorded. The President has been advised. I am now detained for several hours (six hours, thirty-nine minutes, to be exact.) I am interviewed intently by Top Security Forces and a medical team. It was an ordeal! I am placed under strict control via the national security provisions of this United States of America. I am ORDERED TO REMAIN SILENT IN REGARD TO ALL THAT I HAVE LEARNED, ON THE BEHALF OF HUMANITY! Incredible! I am reminded that I am a military man and I must obey orders.
Having read almost everything that was ever published by The Admiral I knew as soon as I started the first page that this was not the writing of Admiral Byrd. Admiral Byrd, an educated man, wrote very eloquently. The cover of this diary, presented in mimeograph booklet form, contains the crest adopted by the German secret Thule Society – a swastika and a sword surrounded by oak leaves. As Walter Kafton-Minkel wrote in Subterranean Worlds:
I watched my Father closely, determined to remain silent until he spoke. Presently he untied the rope from his waist and, without saying a word, began working the pumps, which fortunately were not damaged, relieving the sloop of the water it had shipped in the madness of the storm.
On the surface, capabilities to experience this infinite power are more easily awakened at such Portals as Mt. Shasta which serves as a Space Time Portal directly to the Inner Earth. Once in the surroundings of Mt. Shasta you are drawn into the “harmonious state”. In my experiences at Mt. Shasta the Telosians in their civilisation underground in that area are projecting an aura of great harmony in a lovely atmosphere.
In 1913, Marshall B. Gardner privately published Journey to the Earth’s Interior in which he rejected the notion of concentric spheres but swore that inside the hollow earth was a sun 600 miles in diameter. Gardner, too, claimed that there were huge holes a thousand miles wide at the poles.
One day an envoy from the Ruler at “Eden” came to see us, and for two whole days my Father and myself were put through a series of surprising questions. They wished to know from whence we came, what sort of people dwelt “without,” what God we worshiped, our religious beliefs, the mode of living in our strange land, and a thousand other things.
The theory that the Earth is hollow is based on the ancient legends of many cultures that say there are races of people – entire civilizations – that thrive in subterranean cities. Very often, it is stated, these dwellers of the underworld are more technologically and spiritually advanced than those of us on the surface. Some even believe that UFOs are not from other planets, but are manufactured by these beings from Earth’s interior. It is also believed that one of these advanced civilizations is called Agartha, a legendary city that is said to reside in the Earth’s core.
And now we go inside the Library of Porthologos, and walk up the crystal staircase, where the door opens up into the Universe. Yes, the Library is multidimensional! As you enter, you see the Milky Way Galaxy floating around you, and can glance into the heavens beyond, which encompasses our whole Universe. You see the Stars and Suns and other Solar Systems revolving around our Central Sun; and you feel part of “All That Is”, as indeed you are….

At this particular time our sloop was becalmed, and not far from the shore. The bank of the river, covered with mammoth trees, rose up several hundred feet in beautiful fashion. We seemed to be on the edge of some primeval forest that doubtless stretched far inland.
Because established models become entangled with our sense of reality, doubting them is often an act of defiance, if not utter sacrilege. Today, of course, we know that Ptolemy was wrong. The heliocentric model introduced by the Polish astronomer Nicolaus Copernicus in 1543 places the planets in elliptical orbits around the Sun, and best explains the data (including retrograde motion). Moreover, we now know that planets are neither stars nor even spheres. The English physicist and mathematician Sir Isaac Newton was the first to realise that Earth and other planets are actually ‘oblate spheroids’, globes that are squished a bit at each pole due to their rotation. 
Hollow Earth proponents have claimed a number of different locations for the entrances which lead inside the Earth. Other than the North and South poles, entrances in locations which have been cited include: Paris in France,[38] Staffordshire in England,[39] Montreal in Canada,[40] Hangchow in China,[41] and the Amazon Rainforest.[42]

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