From
Bill Hamilton
10-1-3
I was just going through a massive amount of collected data
on my friend Dr. Dan Burisch and found this introduction by B.J.
Wolf. I will follow this with how it all ended.
Introduction
I came to know Dr. Dan Burisch (formerly
Dan Crain, Ph.D.) many years ago in Las Vegas NV. He and his
family became friends with my family and I.... and eventually
I came to know his story well. He asked me, in 1997 to write
a book about one of his research projects. That became Eagles
Disobey: The Case for Inca City, Mars and was released to the
public in 1998. During that work I came to know a great deal
about Dan´s involvement in
dark projects that are covertly funded by our military and governmen
bodies - including his work up at Area-51, or as it is known
by those who work up there: Watertown Strip. Dan became afraid,
desperately afraid for his life toward the end of the work on
Eagles Disobey. He was terrified of retailiation from his dark
project supervisors because he refused to stop looking into the
anomalies on Mars - and because he had shared with me many of
his experiences "up north" while he was employed in
Project Aquarius, and had familiarity with Project Sigma, and
Looking Glass.
Toward the end of 1998 Dan disappeared.
His residence was abandoned overnight, and nobody seemed to
know where he had been taken. He turned up half way across
the country, with most of his memories concerning his association
with me and our work on Eagles Disobey altered or erased. I
tried my best to remind him of his past, but he did not believe
me until I showed him a copy of the book and photographs of
himself sitting on my couch playing with the dogs. He returned
to his new location, but memories started to break through
the conditioning to such an extent that Dan fled and was eventually
recaptured and whisked off to a military base for re-conditioning.
When they realized that they couldn´t
keep it up with out damaging his ability to think and function
(remember, they wanted him to continue to work for them in his
capacity as team leader and microbiologist) they decided to re-wind
his memories and return him to Las Vegas under the careful observation
of his spouse, who relays all communication up the pipeline,
and signs much of her correspondence with her title/designation
PsiOpSec.
I was permitted very limited contact
with him during that time, mostly because he made life unbearable
until they honored his demand to talk to me. But he was eventually
moved again and housed at the Papoose Lab facility where he
could conduct critical biological studies on captive entity
they had housed in their lab, on Level-5. Contact was intermittent,
but then, in early 2001 I got a strange email that caught my
attention. It was from mj01@missilemail.com. Since I knew that
Dan was involved with Majestic and MJ12, I was immediately
on alert. It turned out to be from a person inside the project
Dan was working on, who was so upset with the situation that
he felt compelled to seek my help. He was aware of my identity
and long standing friendship with Dan because it was contained
in the briefings he got prior to accepting his assignment, and
figured I might be willing to assist. My contact is now dead.
He was discovered communicating with me, and was involuntarily "retired".
His letters read as follows, and give a troubling glimpse into
the prison-like world that was created to maintain control of
Dr. Dan Burisch and force him to comply with the wishes of the ´powers
that be´ as he eventually came to call them.
Copy of email:
I have control of "her" ISP account. Free internet,
via one of the biggest bitches you ever met! Oops! I hope you´re
not a big friend!? I am not supposed to be doing this, but I
also have control over all of the referred material coming from
him, going through her to the powers that are. I am one of the
biologist-computer-geeks that has been put in place to watch
over his research progress and act as the switchboard person
to direct his efforts to the right people. The powers placed
him back in Las Vegas after a bigtime accident at the Ranch.
An attempt to replace him into Las Vegas society failed due to
alleged surveillance of him, so he was arrested and placed into
custodial supervision. That is where he´ll remain for the
rest of his life I guess. Why they haven´t erased him I´ll
never know. Danny is a nice enough guy, a weirdo, refuses to
speak with anyone and only communicates to the powers in writing.
When anyone pushes him into saying anything he only responds
with the same crazy saying, "Nicky Knows!" He screamed
it at me once. Any idea what it means? Anywho, MJ1@missilemail.com
is one of several spook-shadow addresses under the same name,
so I feel confident in my shadow behavior. Danny writes, Mrs. "B----" (doesn´t
stand for Burisch :) ) passes it to the powers, and everyone
is satisfied. He is taken twice monthly on field trips to Sunrise
Mountain. He conducts work there and is taken back to his house.
As I said I have control over the communications so - want a "cc:"?
From what I have read, it´ll be a wild ride! ... I also
think that what he is working on should be seen by other folks
somehow, it´s about the origins.
B.J. Wolf spent years trying to penetrate
the wall of secrecy and partially succeeded and tried to publish
her findings to the world, but the "Powers that Be" caught
up with her and now she is
with "them".
Her last message to me...
Sep 14, 2003
Bill,
Things are not good. I didn´t realize that whoever grabbed
up all Dodie´s things got a copy of the tape from June!
Why the hell didn´t Ron think! And now, my email is dead-in-the-water?
I wondered why I wasn´t getting any new mail. Every time
I checked, it just said no new messages. I tried to get some
help but the stupid tech-support kid on the phone didn´t
know what was wrong - he just said make another email account.
But that doesn´t explain why BJWolf007 is fryed! Or how
it happened! Or what it means??? Was it a deliberate attack?
Does it have anything to do with all those people I have seen
watching me? I can´t go to the store, or walk the dog without
feeling eyes on the back of my neck. And they´re so damned
smug about it. When I turn and catch them looking at me, they
don´t drop their eyes, or look away. No! They just look
right back at me, not quite smiling.
And they know there´s not a damned thing they are doing
that I could call for help or complain about. There´s no
law against looking at somebody. And it´s rarely the same
person more than twice. Damn it -Bill they´re everywhere
I go! They´re always there! It´s just too much. I
feel like a net is closing around me - a net of people watching
everything I do - every move I make. I am scared. If I could
move tomorrow I would, and just fall out of sight for a while.
And now - the last straw! Eaglesdisobey.com
is gone. It´s
completely gone. What the hell is going on?
WHAT THE HELL IS HAPPENING?
Then I started receiving messages in the mail from our inside
contacts. The messages were accompanied by printed photos of
B.J. This was not good. I wish I could answer her last question,
but for now the lines of communication are down and the world
is split between shadow and light.
Someone wants to move all this back into the SHADOWS where
it came from.
Sincerely,
Bill Hamilton
Executive Director
Skywatch International, Inc.
http://www.skywatch-research.org
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