At 87 meters down, between Sweden and Finland, they saw a large circle, about 60 feet in diameter. You see a lot of wierd stuff in this job but during my 18 years as a professional I have never seen anything like this. The shape is completly round…a circle.
Apparently there are tracks about 300 meters long leading up to the object, leading Lindberg to speculate that the object has moved. So far nobody has explored the object yet, so hopefully we’ll be learning more about this as the story develops.
So that’s where the Reptiloids crashed when they landed on Earth.
At 87 meters down, between Sweden and Finland, they saw a large circle, about 60 feet in diameter. You see a lot of wierd stuff in this job but during my 18 years as a professional I have never seen anything like this. The shape is completly round…a circle.
Apparently there are tracks about 300 meters long leading up to the object, leading Lindberg to speculate that the object has moved. So far nobody has explored the object yet, so hopefully we’ll be learning more about this as the story develops.
So that’s where the Reptiloids crashed when they landed on Earth.
Well, at 60 feet diameter, probably not. I was thinking that it may have been one of the old flying radar units mounted on top of Electra aircraft. They were at least 40 feet across and I think the term is, an oblate spheroid (a giant M&M).
I don’t see Jesus, but I do see Betty Boop in the lower center of the photo. Keep in mind I see a poodle on the Moon instead of a man in the Moon, so my perspective may be different than a normal person’s.
I don’t see Jesus, but I do see Betty Boop in the lower center of the photo. Keep in mind I see a poodle on the Moon instead of a man in the Moon, so my perspective may be different than a normal person’s.
Oh man! Betty Boop and Jesus - I get those two confused all the time.
Maybe it’s the drain—hope they don’t pull the plug and let the ocean drain out.
That’s funny!
That is funny.
As a young child, we would go to Beverly Shores, Indiana, (lower east shore of Lake Michigan) where my uncle had the funkiest home on the sand dunes, that he built himself. The house and my uncle are no more… except for memories. The area is now the Sand Dunes National Recreation Area or something like that. In any event, as a wee kid my Uncle Julius would spin these yarns including one about the lake being emptied though a big drain (“just like the bathtub”) every night. “How else could they keep it clean.”
I tell you I spent many pre-sleep hours trying to figure out if he was kidding us and what that would be like, that huge lake just a short walk away draining, and wondering how it would refill every morning. Fortunately, I eventually started school and figure out he was kidding us for sure.
How funny, haven’t thought of that one in forever.
