- 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.
- 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 firstname.lastname@example.org. 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
- 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
- with "them".
- Her last message to me...
- Sep 14, 2003
- 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
- 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.
- Bill Hamilton
- Executive Director
- Skywatch International, Inc.
- Fiat Lux et Veritas