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Original Message If this is the real interview with the roswell alien we´re fucked!

Prison Planet

Based On Personal Notes and Interview Transcriptions Provided by :
Matilda O'Donnell MacElroy
Editing and Supplemental Footnotes by:
Lawrence R. Spencer
( Author of "The Oz Factors" )

Alien Interview
Copyright (c) 2008 by Lawrence R. Spencer.
All Rights Reserved.
Cover and book design by Lawrence R. Spencer
Printed in The United States of America
First Edition Printing: 2008
ISBN: 978-0-6152-0460-4

The Letter from Mrs. MacElroy
August 12, 2007
Dear Lawrence,

I am typing this letter to you on my old Underwood
typewriter that I bought after I was discharged from the
Army. Somehow it seems like a fitting contrast to the
subject of this letter and the documents you will find
enclosed in this envelope.

The last time I spoke to you was about eight years ago.
During your brief telephone interview with me you asked
me to assist you with the research for "The Oz Factors"
book you were writing because you suspected that I might
know something that would help your investigation into
the possibility that extraterrestrial beings may have
influenced the history of Earth. When we spoke, I told
you that I did not have any information that I could
share with you about anything.

Since then I have read your book and found it very
interesting and compelling. You are obviously a man who
has done his homework, and who could understand my own
experiences. I've been thinking a lot about your
allusion to the old philosopher whom you paraphrased in
our phone conversation: "with great power, comes great
responsibility". Although I don't think power is
pertinent in my life or to my reasons for sending you
the enclosed documents, you certainly did get me
thinking about my responsibility.

I have reconsidered my position, for a variety of
reasons, not the least of which is my realization that
you were right. I do have a responsibility to myself,
at least. I can not possibly tell you the personal Hell 5
(Footnote) of ethical irresolution and spiritual ambivalence
I have endured since 1947. I do not want to keep playing
the game of "maybe I should have, or maybe I shouldn't
have", through the rest of Eternity!

Many men have been killed to extinguish the possibility
of revealing the knowledge I have helped to withhold
from society, until now. Only a small handful of people
on Earth have seen and heard what I have had the burden
of keeping secret for sixty years. All those years I
thought that I had been entrusted with a great deal of
confidence by the "powers that be" in our government,
although I have often felt that power is greatly
misguided, to "protect" Mankind from the certain
knowledge that, not only do intelligent extraterrestrial
life forms exist, but that they have and continue to
aggressively monitor and invade the lives of everyone on
Earth every day.

Therefore, I think the time has come to pass along my
secret knowledge to someone I think will understand it.
I don't think it would be responsible of me to take the
knowledge I have into the silent afterlife, beyond reach
or recognition. I think there is a greater good to be
served than protecting the "vested interests" for whom
this information is considered a matter of "national
security", whatever that means, and is therefore
justification for making it "TOP SECRET". 6 (Footnote)
Also, I am now 83 years old. I have decided to leave
this body, which has outlasted it's usefulness to me,
using a painless method of self-administered euthanasia. 7
(Footnote) I have a very few months to live, and nothing to
fear or lose.

So, I have moved away from Montana, where my husband and
I lived for most of my life, to spend our remaining days
in a lovely rented upstairs bedroom in a house in the
homeland of my husband's family in County Meath,
Ireland. 8 (Footnote)
I will die not far from "The Great Mound" at Knowth 9 (Footnote),and Dowth,
the "Fairy Mound of Darkness". These
are sacred "cairns" or massive stone structures that
were erected about 3,700 BCE and engraved with
indecipherable hieroglyphs -- about the same time as
pyramids and other inexplicable stone monuments were
being built all over the Earth.
I am also not far from "The Hill of Tara", 10 (Footnote) that
was once the ancient seat of power in Ireland where 142
kings are said to have reigned in prehistoric and

historic times. In ancient Irish religion and mythology
this was the sacred place of dwelling for the "gods" and
was the entrance to the "other world".
Saint Patrick came to Tara to conquer the ancient
religion of the pagans. He may have suppressed the
religious practices in the area, but he certainly did
not have any impact on the "gods" who brought these
civilizations to Earth, as you will discover when you
read the documents enclosed. Therefore, this is a
fitting location for my departure from this unholy world
and final release from the burdens of this life.
The crystal clear perspective of hindsight has revealed
a higher purpose to me: assisting the survival of the
planet, all living beings and life forms in our galaxy!
The status quo of our government establishment has been
to "protect the people" from knowledge of such matters.
In fact, the only protection afforded by ignorance and
secrecy is to hide the private agenda of those in power
to enslave others. And, by doing so, to disarm every
perceived enemy, and ally, through superstition and

Therefore, I have enclosed the original and only
existing copies of my personal notes and reflections on
a matter which I have kept hidden from everyone, even my
own family. I have also enclosed my copies of typed
transcripts created by the stenographer who transcribed
all of my interviews with the alien saucer pilot after
each interview was finished. I do not have any copies
of the tape recordings that were made of my interview
reports. No one, until now, knows that I was able to
secretly retain copies of the official interview

Now I am entrusting these documents to your discretion
to impart to the world in any form or manner you see
fit. My only request is that you do so in a way that
will not threaten your own life or well being, if
possible. If you were to incorporate these notes of my
experiences into a work of fiction, such as a novel, the
factual nature of the material could be easily dismissed
or discredited by any agency for whom "national
security" is used as a personal shield against scrutiny
and justice.

In so doing, you could "disavow any knowledge" of their
true origin, and claim that it is a fictitious work of
your imagination. Whoever said that "truth is stranger
than fiction" was "right as rain". For most people all
of this will be "unbelievable". Unfortunately, beliefs
are not a reliable criteria for reality.

Also, I am sure that if you were to show these notes to
anyone that would prefer physical, economic or spiritual
slavery over freedom, the subject matter contained in
them would seem quite objectionable. If you attempted
to published the documents as a matter of factual
reporting in a newspaper or on the evening TV news they
would be rejected out of hand as the work of a kook.
The very nature of these documents make them
unbelievable, and therefore discreditable. Conversely,
the release of this information is potentially
catastrophic for certain political, religious and
economic vested interests.

These documents contain information which is quite
relevant to your interest and investigations into alien
encounters and paranormal experience. To use your
analogy in "The Oz Factors" book, I can honestly say
that the few factual reports that have been made by
others about "alien" influences are only a gentle breeze
in the eye of an Apocalyptic Hurricane swirling around
Earth. There really are wizards and wicked witches and
flying monkeys in this universe!

This information, which has been suspected and/or
speculated upon by so many for so long, has been
constantly denied by mainstream media, academia, and the
Military-Industrial Complex 11 (Footnote) that President
Eisenhower warned us about in his farewell address.
As you known in July,1947,the Roswell Army Air Field
(RAAF) 12 (Footnote) issued a press release stating that
personnel from the field's 509th Bomb Group had
recovered a crashed "flying disc" from a ranch near
Roswell, New Mexico, sparking intense media interest.

Later the same day, the Commanding General of the Eighth
Air Force 14 (Footnote) stated that Major Jesse Marcel, who
was involved with the original recovery of the debris,
had recovered only the tattered remnants of a weather

balloon. The true facts of the incident have been
suppressed by the United States government since then.
You may not know that I was enlisted in the U.S. Women's
Army Air Force(WAC) 15 (Footnote) Medical Corp which was a
part of the US Army back then. I was assigned to the
509th Bomb Group as a Flight Nurse 16 (Footnote)at the time
of the incident.

When the news that there had been a crash was received
at the base, I was asked to accompany Mr. Cavitt, the
Counter Intelligence Officer, 17 (Footnote) to the crash site
as the driver of his vehicle, and to render any needed
emergency medical assistance to any survivors, if
necessary. 18 (Footnote) Therefore, I briefly witnessed the
wreckage of an alien space craft, as well as the remains
of the several alien personnel aboard the craft who were
already dead.

When we arrived I learned that one of the personnel on
board the craft had survived the crash, and was
conscious, and apparently uninjured. The conscious
alien was similar in appearance, but not the same as,
the others.

None of the other personnel present could communicate
with the survivor, as the being did not communicate
verbally or by any recognizable signs. However, while I
examined the "patient" for injuries I immediately
detected and understood that the alien being was
attempting to communicate with me by "mental images", or
"telepathic thought", 20 (Footnote) which projected directly
from the mind of the being.

I immediately reported this phenomenon to Mr. Cavitt. As
no other person present could perceive these thoughts,
and the alien seemed able and willing to communicate
with me, it was decided, after a brief consultation with
a senior officer, that I would accompany the surviving
alien back to the base.

This was partly due to the fact that I was a nurse, and
could attend to the physical needs of the alien, as well
as serve as a non-threatening communicator and
companion. After all, I was the only woman at the site
and the only one who was not armed. I was thereafter
assigned permanently to serve as a "companion" of the
alien at all times. 21 (Footnote)
My duty was to communicate with and interview the alien
and to make a complete report of all that I discovered
to command authorities. Subsequently, I was supplied
with specific lists of questions provided to me by
military and non-military personnel, which I was to
"interpret" for the alien, and record the responses to
the questions provided.

I also accompanied the alien at all times during medical
testing and the many other examinations to which the
alien was subjected by staff from numerous government

I was given a promotion in rank to Senior Master
Sergeant to improve my security rating, and to increase
my pay grade from $54.00 a month to $138.00 a month, for
this very unusual assignment. I performed these duties
from July 7th through August,1947,at which time the
alien "died" or departed the "body", as you will read
about in my notes.

Although I was never left entirely alone with the alien,
as there were always military personnel, intelligence
agency people and a variety of other officials present
from time to time, I did have uninterrupted access to
and communication with the alien being for nearly six

Hereinafter is an overview and summary of my personal
recollections of "conversations" with the alien craft
pilot, whom I came to know by the identity of "Airl".
I feel that it is my duty at this time, in the best
interest of the citizens of Earth, to reveal what I have
learned from my interaction with "Airl" during those six
weeks, on the anniversary of her "death" or departure
sixty years ago.

Although I served as a nurse in the Army Air Force, I am
not a pilot or technician. Further, I did not have any
direct contact with the space craft or other materials
recovered from the crash site at that time, or
thereafter. To that degree it must be taken into
consideration that my understanding of the
communications I had with " Airl" are based on my own
subjective ability to interpret the meaning of the
thoughts and mental images I was able to perceive.

Our communication did not consist of "spoken language",
in the conventional sense. Indeed, the "body" of the
alien had no "mouth" through which to speak. Our
communication was by telepathy. At first, I could not
understand Airl very clearly. I could perceive images,
emotions and impressions, but it was difficult for me to
express these verbally. Once Airl learned the English
language, she was able to focus her thoughts more
precisely using symbols and meanings of words I could
understand. Learning the English language was done as a
favor to me. It was more for my own benefit than hers.
By the end of our interview sessions, and increasingly
since then, I have become more comfortable with
telepathic communication. I have become more adept at
understanding Airl's thoughts as though they are my own.
Somehow, her thoughts become my thoughts. Her emotions
are my emotions. However, this is limited by her
willingness and intention to share her own, personal
universe with me. She is able to be selective about
what communication I am allowed to receive from her.
Likewise, her experience, training, education,
relationships and purposes are uniquely her own.

This is the symbol of "The Domain"
The Domain is a race or civilization of which Airl, the
alien I interviewed, is an officer, pilot and engineer
serving in The Domain Expeditionary Force. The symbol
represents the origin and unlimited boundary of the
known universe, united and integrated into a vast
civilization under the control of The Domain.
Airl is currently stationed at a base in the asteroid
belt which she refers as a "space station" in the solar
system of Earth. First and foremost, Airl is herself.
Secondarily, she voluntarily serves as an Officer, Pilot
and Engineer in The Domain Expeditionary Force. In that
capacity she has duties and responsibilities, but she is
at leave to come and go as she pleases also.

Please accept this material and make it known to as many
people as possible. I repeat that it is not my
intention to endanger your life with the possession of
this material, nor do I really expect you to believe any
of it either. However, I do sense that you can
appreciate the value that such knowledge may have to
those who are willing and able to face the reality of

Mankind needs to know the answers to questions which are
contained in these documents. Who are we? Where did we
come from? What is our purpose on Earth? Is Mankind
alone in the universe? If there is intelligent life
elsewhere why have they not contacted us?
It is vital that people understand the devastating
consequences to our spiritual and physical survival if
we fail to take effective action to undo the longstanding
and pervasive effects of alien intervention on

Perhaps the information in these documents will serve as
a stepping stone to a better future for Mankind. I hope
that you can be more clever, creative and courageous in
the distribution of this information than I have been.
May The Gods Bless You and Keep You.
Mrs. Matilda O'Donnell MacElroy
Senior Master Sergeant
Women's Army Air Force Medical Corp, Retired
100 Troytown Heights
Navan, Meath
Co. Meath, Ireland

Chapter One
My First Interview With The Alien
"By the time the alien had been returned to the base I had already spent several hours
with her. As I mentioned, Mr. Cavitt told me to stay with the alien, since I was the
only person among us who could understand her communication. I could not
understand my ability to "communicate" with the being. I had never before that time
experienced telepathic communication with anyone.

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