Montauk: The Alien Connection

by Stewart Swerdlow

On the ride home, Preston told me more about the Montauk experience, adding that he believed I was one of the “Montauk boys.”  These were the children used in the heinous mind-control and genetic experiments, as well as time-travel work. As he spoke of specific events at Montauk, goose bumps and chills ran up my spine. He seemed to be telling me about my own life. I wondered how he could possibly be aware of my experiences. Continuing, Preston told me that I was not alone. There were others like me. I wanted to meet some of the others as proof to myself that I was not insane.  The following week, we arranged to meet at my house when my wife would be gone and the children asleep.

When Preston arrived, we went to a private room. Nervous, I did not know what to expect. As soon as Preston began his psychotronic/Wilhelm Reich procedures, I immediately went into a trance. My body became rigid. I could not speak as I actually began reliving experiences. I heard Preston’s voice as he asked questions, but I could not respond. At no time did he tell me what to see or experience.

Suddenly, I was a young teenager strapped down to a table in a brightly lit room. Men dressed as doctors worked on me, but I was awake and felt pain as I heard their words. They spoke of using me for genetic material before putting something into my groin area to make me extremely fertile. Next, I flashed to a scene where I was surrounded by little greys who asked me to perform some kind of function, but I do not know what that was. At times, I felt like I was floating through brightly colored energy fields—sometimes swirling around in a vortex, then lifting upwards at tremendous speeds. Finally, I felt myself come back to my body, but I could not move it as I slumped over in a standing position with my hands touching the floor.

I heard Preston trying to wake me up, but I still could not move. Ever so slowly, my body started to respond again, but it was extremely cold. I felt dizzy and disoriented. After I told Preston as much as I could, he informed me that during the session my body became as stiff as a board. He said that I had acted like someone who had been trained to do this for a very long time.

While I was looking forward to my next encounter with Preston, I was also anxious about opening my locked memories. As I opened the front door, Preston came in with Al Bielek right behind him. Following behind Al, I saw a face that hurled me back to my childhood days when I saw that laughing face in my second-story bedroom window. How could this be? Who was this nightmare that had come to life?  Staring in disbelief, Duncan Cameron smiled and walked into my hallway. MY GOD, this was the face of the man who had been in my window! It was real, not a dream! This was the same face that had terrorized my teenage years!

As I was introduced to Duncan, I felt an electric current shoot through my spine. This was a sensation that I would feel many more times as I relived my repressed memories. It was the feeling of an electric prod used at Montauk to bend the wills of the children into submission. Friendly and respectful, Duncan was not at all what I had expected. Rather than the evil mentalist that I had experienced in my teenage nightmares, he was soft-spoken and polite. I was thrilled to finally be able to speak without shame about my experiences to people who understood. Plus, they could provide documentation that would either prove or disprove these experiences.

That night, the session was most interesting. After I was entranced, a small white being, who looked like a typical grey, entered my body.  Speaking at first in a strange language that only Duncan understood, it then spoke in English as the tone became more ominous. This being said that it had every right to take possession of my body because I was one of them! Challenging this remark, Preston said that I was a human being with a soul from God, and no one was allowed to use the body except Stewart.  The entity cursed Preston and called him “Pressed On.”  It said I worked for them and was carrying out a mission vital to the success of their program on Earth.

Speaking at first in a strange language that only Duncan understood, it then spoke in English as the tone became more ominous. This being said that it had every right to take possession of my body because I was one of them!

Both Preston and Duncan saw the physical shape of my body change as if it were a grey alien body. The outline of my face similarly changed. Then, the being started to move my body. Getting up, it walked around while making nasty comments about those present. Although my eyes were closed, my body walked around the room as if it were wide awake.

When Preston started to ask questions about their agenda, the being hesitated. Next, an extremely powerful entity literally pulled the grey from my body as it took over. Identifying itself as a Draco commander, it gave its name as “Gengeeko.” Preston immediately understood the Draco to be powerful warriors. The creature told Preston that an invasion force was on its way to Earth and that nothing could stop it. The moon orbiting Earth was their first craft. It had arrived here aeons ago to control the planet. After creating the Lemurian civilization, they had been removed from Earth by the Atlans and the descendents of the disbanded Lyran Empire with the help of the Pleiadians. Now the Draco were returning to reclaim Earth and use it as a military base for entry into the rest of the galaxy.

The Draco are a galactic mafia: pay them protection or they burn down your planet

The Draconian then stood up and rasped a warning at Preston not to use his equipment or Pleiadian contacts to try to stop them. Next, he physically attacked Preston! Both Duncan and Preston had to restrain this being in my body until it finally sat down and resumed its speech. Claiming that humans were weak, it said that humans needed the order that a invasion would bring. This way, the invasion would benefit everyone.  The Draco would receive the raw materials, workers, and food that they needed for their invasion into the rest of the galgaxy.  Earth would be protected forever by the Draco Empire.

Our leaders were well aware of the impending invasion, gradually preparing the population via television and movies. Even rulers in the West were humans with Draco soul-personalities.  [See the most royal candidate theory] The reptilian within my body expanded upon his idas by saying that the U.N. would be the forum for a central planetary government. U.S. leaders were in league with Draco allies without realizing it. Some of the leaders of this planet had prepared escape plans to Mars, where equipment was already being activated, as well as to other planets and moons in this solar system. Mars has a huge underground facility built by the Sirians over 500,000 years ago.

Gengeeko said that my body could be used since I was once an ambassador to their home world from the Ohalu Council, the ruler of the Sirian star system. I was neutral and not really concerned about who was in power. This is basically true for me: I am not a political person. My main interest lies in helping individuals to advance their souls and minds. Continuing, Gengeeko said that I was created with alien genetics and that my soul-personality was not human nor from this star system.

When I came out of this trance several hours later, my body was dehydrated and extremely cold. Disoriented and confused, I did not return to normal for almost two days.

Swerdlow, Stewart (1998). Montauk: The Alien Connection. New York: Sky Books USA.  (pp. 128-132)