The Light Beyond The Mountains
Chapter 31: The Analyst and the Skywatcher
(Cover image © Tristan Maduro)
Chapter 31: The Analyst and the Skywatcher
To understand orbs, the intelligence analyst told the skywatcher, is to understand ‘realms of reality that do not customarily present themselves to us.’ I’m sitting on a plane, watching the rain trickle down my window as I wait with my fellow passengers to depart London-Heathrow. I’ve two pieces of reading to get through on the 11-hour flight, and this is the first - a document sent me by a source who knew of my interests in ‘plasmoids’ - the technical name for plasma-type orbs - correspondence between an experiencer and an analyst who’d been introduced to her as an expert.
The experiencer was a skywatcher who, over the years, had filmed lights in the sky that shouldn’t have been there – like the ‘manoeuvring stars’ that had been analysed by the VASCO project from photographs taken of space before Sputnik.
The analyst was nervous about what he could tell her because the subject was a pre-occupation at depth-levels of the intelligence community and involved science ‘not yet in the public domain’. Reading between the lines, you could see that their emailed exchanges began tentatively before developing into a bond of trust.
At one point, the skywatcher describes an encounter with a small orb outside her house. She thinks to begin with that it’s somebody messing with a quadcopter, but when she surreptitiously points her camera, it ‘goes dark’ – it winks out – like it had intuited what she was doing. No commercial quadcopter I knew of could do that.
In the next breath, she shares the fact that her neighbour had been flying a quadcopter earlier in the evening – an aside that produces an interesting response from her technical-intelligence source: the orbs seemed to be able to map any object of interest and then, using that map, morph into it – like the T1000 in Terminator 2.
Only here we weren’t talking about a Hollywood sci-fi villain made of liquid memory-metal, but plasmas, apparently, with a bona fide capacity for mimicry.