A moderately clear day in Los Angeles will reveal a range of mountains to the north. Interestingly, if you ask the average local the name of these mountains, they will usually draw a blank stare and tell you they don’t know. This manifested ignorance concerning an everyday sight is indicative of an even greater ignorance concerning a mysterious sequence of events that began in these mountains in the 9130’s.
The name of this range is the San Gabriel Mountains and is readily available to anyone who cares to look on a map. Rising above the other peaks is Mount Wilson, home of the Wilson Observatory. To the west of Mount Wilson and just behind the Devil’s Gate Dam in Pasadena is Arroyo Seco, the canyon from which the now famous Jet Propulsion Laboratory was sprung. Our mystery begins with the genesis of JPL and the rocket scientist who brought the space age into being: John Whiteside “Jack” parsons.
Parsons had studied information at Cal Tech concerning the idea of a rocket powered airplane. Although he had no formal education, he was a self-trained chemist and had already been experimenting with small rockets. Parsons approached Cal Tech about his own ideas and his brilliance was recognized by the authorities there. Accordingly, an entire unit was set up to conduct further rocket research.
The Army Air Corps took immediate interest in this activity which ultimately led to a contract with Jack parsons and his partners. They formed Aerojet General Corporation and worked under that auspices. (This company is still around today as an active defense contractor.) The first task for Parsons and company was to develop rocket propulsion to assist in the take off of heavily laden aircraft. Although this work concerned rockets, the name “jet” was used; hence, the name “Jet propulsion laboratory”.
Although Parsons was not the only one who made the space age possible, his contribution was considered so pivotal that a crater on the moon was named after him to honor his genius. But Jack Parsons was far more than a brilliant rocket scientist. He was not only a colorful and popular personality but also an occultist and practicing magician. In fact, his sphere of influence was so great that rumors consistently circulated (and are still heard even today) that the other scientists worshipped him and practiced strange rites under his direction.
All of this no doubt disturbed the Government authorities who monitored early rocketry. Parsons’ brilliance, independent philosophy and popularity amongst the other scientists was perceived as a potential threat to the Government status quo. Consequently, a Naval intelligence officer was sent in to Parsons’ group. As is so typical with bumbling Government authorities, the Navy’s plan backfired. The Naval officer had his own agenda. In fact, he was just as brilliant as Parsons, only in a different area: human psychology.
This Naval officer had studied the most avant-garde and top secret psychiatric records in the United States. All sorts of wild experimentation had gone on during the war and he was privy to it. Much of his research had to do with narcosynthesis. People were questioned under “truth serum” and countless areas of abnormal psychology were explored. Some of these included mental and emotional blocks as well as the paranormal. These studies, in part, opened the door to the consciousness of aliens and their influence upon mankind.
The name of this Naval officer was none other than L. Ron Hubbard who would engage Parsons as a friend and participate in his magical workings. Their activities and work together are still shrouded in mystery today.
At first glance, it might seem that the genesis of American rocketry could not have much to do with the Montauk Project. However, recent events have revealed a mysterious occult connection between Montauk and the early days of the Jet Propulsion Laboratory. This mystery runs very deep and will be explored later in this book, but the first thing to know is that The Montauk Project would never have been written had it not been for the liaison of Jack Parsons and L. Ron Hubbard.
Parsons was assassinated in 1952 by an explosion in his laboratory. I was born down the road six months later (this is not meant to imply that I was Jack Parsons) and my life followed a rather incredible path that eventually lead me to the doors of L. Ron Hubbard, Preston Nichols and Jack Parsons’ wife, Marjorie Cameron (an artist, poet, revolutionary and an extremely feared occultist in her own right). For the most part, my meetings and involvements with these people were not consciously planned. They seemed guided by a higher power that was part of some overall scheme.
My first encounter with these remarkable people was with Hubbard. My relationship with him was not that of a routine Scientologist as I was trusted with a lot of intimate information. I also helped to handle his personal affairs. More importantly, I would learn from him the various factors behind implantation and manipulation of the human race. If it were not for this rather thorough education process, I do not believe I would have been able to approach Preston Nichols or deal with the various psychological oddities that one encounters in researching the Montauk Project.
This is the legacy that I emerged from in order to write The Montauk Project: Experiments in Time with Preston. Had I not been clued in on the above information, it is quite likely that the first book would never have come to pass. It is as if Hubbard passed a torch to me that would shine light on Montauk and then lead me back full circle to a strange encounter with the wife of his magician friend, Jack Parsons. That story will be told later on. For now, just realize that the events that preceded my involvement in all this came as a direct result of three vary famous and powerful magicians.
This is where our mystery begins.
- pages 11-14, Montauk Revisited: Adventures in Synchronicity, by Preston B. Nichols & Peter Moon
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