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 October
1999 “Personal Journal of Eileen Hochard released to the public”
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Editors Cautionary Note: This document was released by an unknown source
to a number of journalists around the country. Most of the
recipients have either vanished or died under questionable
circumstances. Some of the names and sensitive details contained
herein have been modified to protect the anonymity of those involved.***
Personal Journal of Dr.
Eileen Hochard.
Transcribed by General Harold Talbot, Archelon Project.
NOTE:
This is a classified document and is not intended for public release.
If recovered by unauthorized personnel, please contact [Security
Information Omitted].
Below
are excerpts from the Personal diary of Dr. Eileen Hochard.
Her dedication and length of service to the United States and its
allies is to be commended.
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1958 - April
The
cold of winter is slowly fading. I
like this time of year in the desert.
The heat is still bearable and the few flowering plants are now
blooming. Its time like
this that I enjoy working with my parents at the dig site.
The dig is interesting these days.
My dad found a group of strange metal fragments near the crater.
Since the beginning of this excavation my parents have believed a
meteor may have crashed into this city and destroyed it.
I still can’t imagine how old this city really is.
Five thousand years old. I
can say it, I just can’t seem to believe it. |
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1958 - April/May
I’m
scared. Just last week my
parents found a strange metallic ship at the center of the crater and
now there are American soldiers and scientists all over the place.
My mom said she thought the ship might be an alien spacecraft and
that it crashed into the city 5,000 years ago.
My dad seems worried about our safety and wants us to leave. |
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1958 - June 12th
At the
pleading of the US government, my parents have decided to stay here at
Agaparthea and help the scientists.
My dad’s expertise in archeology will be a big help in
uncovering what he feels could be the biggest discovery in all of human
history. I overheard some
of the scientists discussing the spaceship.
The technology it so far beyond anything they could imagine that
they can’t even figure out how it worked.
My dad
asked me to help decipher some incomplete inscriptions on the buildings
closest to the spaceship. It
may help us better understand what was going on in Agaparthea around the
time of the crash. I’m
happy to finally have something to do. |
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1958 - October 30th
The
scientists are just beginning to understand how the ship worked.
They found a set of crystals that may have been used to store
information. My parents
convinced the scientists to let me help decode them. Tension is running
high at the dig site now that the Iraqi civil war has been spreading.
There are more US soldiers here than ever before. |
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1958 - Christmas
My
parents are dead. I can
still see the explosion in my mind like it’s still happening. I can feel the trembling of the jeep ease as the driver pulls
over. A large mushroom
cloud stretches slowly into the sky over the ruins of Agaparthea. At first my mind tries to find an excuse for the explosion.
Any excuse to explain away the possibility that my parents are
dead. I can feel earth
tremble as the shock wave from the explosion reaches me.
We are still miles away from the site.
I know there is no chance anyone could survive such a thing.
I was on my way to the research lab with a new set of data
crystals from the site. Otherwise
I would be dead too. |
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1959 - January 9th
The
doctors and scientists have finished examining me. There are lots scientists hanging around in strange
protective suits. They keep
asking me questions about my parents and the excavation.
The newspapers I’ve read mention nothing about the spaceship or
the military involvement in the project.
They must have covered it up, just like they covered up the fact
that it was a nuclear bomb that destroyed the site.
The scientists won’t tell me what really happened. |
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1959 - January 27th
I
am going back to the United States.
To be honest, I’m scared.
I’ve lived with my parents on archeological digs since I was a
little girl. I don’t
remember what the US is like anymore.
The scientists have asked me to continue my research on the data
crystals. Most of them were
destroyed in the blast, but some were being held offsite.
I don’t know. I
miss my parents and I can’t seem to concentrate much these days.
I feel tired all the time and just want to sleep. |
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1959 - April
I’ve
agreed to help in the research on the Data Crystals. I also found out what really happened back at Agaparthea.
Just as the newspapers described, the site was attacked by a
group of rebels. They
mistakenly believed that site was a military base being used by the
Iraqi government. To
complicate matters, the US government was holding a nuclear bomb at the
site. It was part of a series of security precautions being made in
case something unpredictable happened with the spacecraft.
A rebel missile inadvertently detonated the nuclear bomb and
obliterated the site. Over
289 people died in the attack. I
shudder to think that I worked near that bomb for many months, not
knowing I was so close to death.
Dr.
Alderitch (Stephen) has helped me a great deal in coming to terms with
my parent’s death. He has
been so honest and straightforward with me.
He’s the one that told me about the accident.
I’ve agreed to continue my work on the spacecraft artifacts
with him. |
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1967 - January 7th
Its been
a long time since I’ve written in this journal. To be honest, I’d forgotten all about it until the move.
I have been so busy the last few years.
I just got my Doctorate in Linguistics.
I bet my father would be proud of what I’ve been able to
accomplish. Stephen and I
have been married for almost 4 years now.
We are still working on the Archelon project trying to figure out
what the data crystals hide. At
first I thought they might store information much like we use a book.
Now I’m not so sure. I’m
enclosing a set of mathematical algorithms we’ve used to project light
off the crystals. We’d
hoped the crystals reflected light in much the same way computers use magnetism
to determine the binary on/off bit.
Nothing works so far.
We are
moving to California. We
need access to more advanced research equipment to push the Archelon
project forward. |
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1967 - January 25th
I’ve
decided to keep this journal as both a personal record of my life and a
technical journal of the Archelon Project.
I know it seems unusual, but my life and the project seem to be
inexorably tied together. In
some ways, this seems appropriate. |
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1968 - Christmas
Well, man has walked on the moon and Stephen
and I are getting a divorce. With
our futile efforts to find meaning in the data crystals, we have simply
drifted apart. In many ways it’s my fault, I’ve been driven by some
strange compulsion to figure out what is hidden on those crystals.
I think it might have something to do with a need to bring a
purpose and meaning to the deaths of my parents.
I think I still feel guilty that I survived while they didn’t. |
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1969 - June
Our research continues.
My unease at working with Stephen, even though we are now
officially divorced has faded but is not entirely gone.
I wonder if he knows that I still care for him.
I’m beginning to feel agitated by our efforts to decipher the
crystals. I need to be
patient. |
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1975 - February 20th
Light,
sound, magnetism, vibrations, heat, cold, electricity.
We’ve tried everything. We
can’t seem to find a pattern in the chaos.
It’s been 17 years since I began my research on these data
crystals, if they are even data crystals at all.
I keep wondering about the aliens who might have possessed them.
Maybe they were nothing more than flowers are to us.
A pleasing visual display. It
would be funny if I’d spent the last 17 years trying to decode and
decipher someone’s anniversary gift to a lover.
That would be real funny. |
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1985 - May
It’s
been 10 years since I last worked on the Archelon Project.
During that time I spent a few years working with Columbia
University. I helped to
translate many ancient Sumerian manuscripts and even gave a few lectures
on ancient linguistics. It
was good to get away from the great enigma and get my hands on something
I could solve. This has
been good for me.
Recently,
I find my thoughts going back to the crystals more and more. I’ve even
been having dreams about them. In
my dream I am about to find the answer to the riddle of the crystals.
But just as I reach out for it, the answer flutters away like a
butterfly. Somehow, I have
wings and can chase it, but the answer is still elusive.
After much effort, I am about to catch it, but then I awaken.
I’m not
sure what this dream means but I think I will give Stephen a call and
see how things are going on the project. |
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1986 - September
I’m back with the project. Stephen
was happy to see me because he was out of ideas.
He’s remarried now. I
don’t quite know how I feel about that. |
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1987 - June 8th
We’ve
done it! I finally figured
out how to retrieve the data from the crystals.
I can’t believe we couldn’t have figured this out before.
The crystals need to be hit with a sonic pulse in a very specific
KhZ range before the light waves correctly refract off the facets.
In addition, the system isn’t binary as we previously thought,
its quadrary. This means the amount of data that each crystal can hold is
much larger than I could have possibly imagined.
By a factor of four! My
new calculations indicate the amount of data that could be held on each
crystal is equivalent to 996 trillion terabytes.
We only
have a few of the data crystals from the crash site.
I estimate there were over 300 crystals at the site before it was
destroyed. My mind gags on
the total amount of data that could have been held on that spaceship. |
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1987 - July 23rd
Now that
we’ve figured out how to download the information in the crystals we
realize that was the easy part. Now
come the hard part; deciphering an unknown and alien language.
Without some sort of primer or basis of comparison, I’m not
sure if I’m up to the task. Oh what I’d give for an extra-terrestrial Rosetta stone! |
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1989 - August
This is
strange. After spending
years cataloging and trying to find patterns in the data, I came across
a startling discovery. The
*language* presented on the crystals is not too dissimilar to many
languages found on earth. It
seems to share many of the rudimentary structures of an ancient Tibetan
language that is no longer used and was never successfully translated.
I’ve decided to research the forgotten language in the hopes of
finding a key to deciphering the crystals. |
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1993 - September
I’ve
spent the last few years working on the forgotten Tibetan language.
There’s more than just a similarity to the language on the data
crystals, they appear to share some common ancestry.
There are just too many commonalties; the verbiage structure, the
unusual use of mathematical algorithms as parts of the sentence
structure. It can’t be
mere coincidence. But how
could an ancient human language be tied to the data found on an alien
spacecraft? I can only hope
that the answer lies somewhere in the data crystals. |
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1994 - January
The
process of deciphering the data crystals has begun. We seem to have been lucky, as one of the crystals still
intact appears to have been used in the central processing core of the
ship just before the crash. Another
crystal, although partially damaged may contain significant historical
data. This is amazing! |
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1996 - October
I’m not
sure if I should be even writing this down.
The Archelon Project has been canceled (or more likely usurped by
a secretive branch of the government).
I no longer have access to the crystals or any of my records.
Lucky thing I kept this diary and a copy of some of my technical
notes. What we found hidden
in the crystals was phenomenal beyond belief.
I always knew the crystals would hold something paramount.
Like my father, I always believed they could be the most
significant archeological find in history.
But this...
For one
thing, the spacecraft we found buried at Agaparthea was not an alien
spaceship. It was of earth
origin. That little
humdinger took days to sink into my head.
For decades I had assumed this was some sort of alien technology,
an astounding discovery in its own right.
But I now knew the spaceship that crash-landed to earth in 3,000
BC was piloted by humans, just like you and me.
But how? How could a ship of such advanced technology exist at the
dawn of civilization? Was
it part of some yet unknown advanced civilization that existed at that
time? Not quite.
The
spaceship was from the future. Gosh.
I feel like I’m part of some science fiction movie and Steven
Spielberg is going to pop out and yell, “Cut!” From the navigational
chart data we found, the vessel unearthed at Agaparthea was actually a
spacecraft from the distant future; the 32nd century to be exact. For
reasons we were to later uncover, the ship was flung back in time over
six thousand years, only to crash down upon a hapless and unsuspecting
city in ancient Mesopotamia. I’m
not sure if I will ever let anyone read this but I need to get it all
down on paper. For my
sanity’s sake.
I have enclosed an excerpt from the
ship’s log from before the crash.
Unfortunately, this section of the crystal was badly damaged and
we could only decipher part of it. |
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[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
Data Cry-tal Ref-rence
Node: 001211--
Syst-m Date: -1211-301---1
Activati-n Codex: ---elta/2/3--Lambda/--9/Cappa---n.
M-ssion Parameter-: Enter the event horizon of the Quantum Singularity
located at Cygnus X-1.
-egin coded
transmi-sion...
... first encounter
with the singularity has occurred as predicted and the initial wave of gravimetric
interference was within specified parameters. Our sensor relays detect
small levels of tachyon particle emissions emanating from the core
fragment. It is unclear how these particles will affect the mission
objectives, however initial reports indicate a low risk probability...
[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
Da-a Crys-a-
Refe---ce Nod-: 11089---12
---tem Da-e: -1211-301---8
Act-atio- Co--x: 4-Delta----6/La---a/779/---pa-31/Green.
Mis-io- Par-m--ers: Ent---the core -----ent of t-e ----tu----ng-a-t-------d----Cy----s
X--
Be-in---de- tra--miss--n.-.
... inverse polarized
graviton field functioning as expected. The primary and secondary hull
integrity appears unaffected by the close proximity of the quantum
singularity’s gravity well. The new experimental graviton field is
successfully negating the intense gravimetric interference from the core
fragment ... distortion is causing our stabilizers to malfunction but
our hull integrity is still within specified parameters.
I have made the decision to enter the event horizon and gather
the needed data ... tachyon particle emissions have increased
exponentially. They have begun to interfere with the ... graviton field
and ... hull integrity failing. Estimate collapse in 12.4 EU minutes
... attempt to
prevent further incursion into the singularity and re-enter normal space
...
[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][]
Data Crystal
Ref---------------1-1--
------ Date: -------71 ----------------------------------------.
Mission Parameters: ------------------ Singularity---------------------.
Person-l Log: Comm-nder Y--dr--n
Begin coded
transmission----
DISTRES--S-GNAL!
PRIOR-TY OM--CRON AL-RT!
... sent out
emergency distress signal ... have encountered a form of sentience that
we have named the infinite spiders ... feel as if we have pulled back
the veil of the universe and gazed into the eyes of GOD ... ship
breaking apart ... preparing to send data probe back through the hole in
hopes that further missions will be aborted ... no living being should
ever see what we just have ...
DI--RES- SI-N-L!
PRI--I-Y OMN-C--N -L-R--
End coded
transmission...
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In
addition to the information retrieved from the data crystals, a series
of images were uncovered as well.
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1996 - October/November
Most of the additional reports entered into the
data event records after those displayed above were found to be
incoherent and disjointed. It
appears the mental faculties of the crewmembers began to rapidly degrade
after they penetrated the event horizon of the black hole. As a result,
much of the latter data fragments vividly describe fantastic
hallucinations of "enormous spiders" weaving a "vast and
impenetrable spider web" that will cause the very fabric of reality
to tear apart.
In addition to the event data records found
embedded in the crystals, there was a great deal of raw data regarding
the black hole phenomenon. Most of this information was taken from me
when the project was canceled. I
can only assume, based on our limited understanding of space and time,
that the intense gravity of the black hole caused the spacecraft to be
thrust back in time.
As with any great mystery, deciphering the
information on the data crystals seems to have created more questions
than it has answered:
What really happened to the crew of the
spaceship while it was in that black hole?
Why was the language used in the records so
similar to that of the Ancient Himalayans?
How
did the introduction of a futuristic spacecraft into our past affect our
timeline? |
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1999 - January
I have
serious doubts about my future. It
seems I have cancer. The
doctors think my exposure to radiation as a little girl may have
something to do with it. I
find myself wishing I could get the answers to my lifelong dreams, but
no one has even heard of the Archelon Project.
I guess I will never know.
I find my
thoughts being drawn back to my parents. I wonder if I will see them in the next life.
I think that would be nice. |
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