BIANCA

(Maria da Aparecida Oliveira)

The Possibilities of Infinity

FROM A 3RD CONTACT

TO THE ACHIEVEMENT OF SELF-CONSCIOUSNESS

Translator: Luís Cavalcanti

October 2017

2ND EDITION

1987
The Possibilities

Of

Infinity
 "The Possibilities of Infinity" is not a work of fiction.
Nor is it a work that can be classified as Ufology, for it is
not an "objective" investigation into unfathomable myster-
ies involving extraterrestrial "beings," nor can it be framed
in the current classifications of occultism, mysticism, or
astral projection.
Readers will surely find in this book several parallels
with science, philosophy, religion, mysticism, and other
ways of approaching the inner space that we call spirit,
human consciousness, mind, etc. However, "The Possibili-
ties of Infinity," as the title itself indicates, goes far beyond
our imagination.
This book is not just an account of encounters that the
author has maintained with men and women of other
planets. Although the account of these meetings alone is
sufficient to justify the reading and study of this work,
what is most striking about it is that everything that is said
by Karran, the man of the planet Klermer, has a close rela-
tionship with our world, the universe of our values and
even more, we have shown in many passages how far we
are from understanding what flying saucers are and con-
ceiving the immensity of our possibilities.
"The Possibilities of Infinity" is, in fact, news, or ra-
ther, it is the NEWS that all the inhabitants of our Planet
need. It is news that strengthens us and liberates us, be-
cause it brings us the practical means by which each reader
can freely know himself, and thus know the universe and
the gods, as was already written in the Greek time of Del-
phi.
The author of this brief presentation, has traveled and
continues to walk the path of the PHYSICAL TECHNIQUE
FOR THE ACHIEVEMENT OF SELF-CONSCIOUSNESS
that Karran transmitted to Maria da Aparecida de Oliveira,
Bianca. I know that everything related in this book is real
and true, not because he also had physical contact with al-
iens. The reason for this certainty lies in the very experi-
ence of the technique brought by Karran, it is in the fact
that its results are unmistakable and extend our individual
horizons in a way absolutely unbelievable for those who
haven’t yet had the possibility of SEEKING THEMSELVES
with the help of this new and liberating Physical Technique
of approach to interior space.
That is why "The Possibilities of Infinity" constitutes,
in our view, a platform of hope in this time of crisis and
change in which we are living.

Walter Marques.
 Sumário

Acknowledgment .................................................................... 9

Preface ..................................................................................... 13

Introduction ........................................................................... 17

The kidnap.............................................................................. 19

Karran: the man from the planet Klermer ............................. 31

The inexistence of death ....................................................... 49

The accident ........................................................................... 55

Age and old age ..................................................................... 59

Remember or forget: the choice .......................................... 67

Strange facts and “beings” ................................................... 78

More disappointments ......................................................... 89

A voice from space ................................................................ 93

“Preolak” ................................................................................ 97

Self-consciousness: .............................................................. 106

the technique of achievement ............................................ 106

Strange anatomy .................................................................. 115

Light and energy ................................................................. 121

A place to learn .................................................................... 123

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Acknowledgment

I want to thank all those who have, somehow, made

this work possible. I thank the journalist Walter Marques
for having done for me the work of correcting and revising
the text of this report and for accepting my invitation to
present this work.
I would like to thank the publicist Carlos Inácio Nas-
ser who gave the name to this work, because it was at his
suggestion that I decided to open this work with the title
"The Possibilities of Infinity".
I should also thank the costume designer José Dualves
for helping me solve one of my greatest difficulties in the
preparation of this story - the portrait of Karran - when my
colleague Marcelo José da Silva introduced me.
My special thanks to researcher Irene Granchi for
always treating my case with care and also for always
having time to receive me at her house, even when the
subject was simple outburst. She has always been able to
separate the difficulties of my particular life from the
subjects related to my contact. Thank you, Mrs. Irene, for
everything.
I also want to thank the researcher Dr. Walter Bühler
for always encouraging me to make this report in writing
from the very first days of our research meeting. A special
thanks to the researcher Carlos Artur da Rocha, known as
Carlos Sideral, for having started the dissemination of my
work in the ufological environment and also for being the
first person who set out to make a spoken portrait of Kar-
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ran and also all the drawings that are part of the collection
of researchers.
To the American researcher and journalist Gary Rich-
man, I thank for being one of the first to practice the exer-
cises that I was taught by Karran. Also to the researcher
and professor Ulvio Brant Aleixo for having transmitted to
me the greatest number of information about the region of
Minas Gerais that I was indicated so that I could begin my
work. To the physicist and researcher Alberto Francisco do
Carmo I thank for having done studies of the photos that
we took in our contact with Karran and have distributed to
all the researchers the result of their studies. I should also
thank the architect Luiz Gonzaga Scortecci for having
always supported me and encouraged me not to give up
my work. Thanks also to General Alfredo Moacir Uchoa for
his support and also for never having doubted my contact
and always ready to help me in any circumstances.
To my friends from São Paulo, Carlos Takanori, Rob-
erto Rodriguez Guimarães, Aroldo Macedo, Paulo Sérgio,
Renato Dias Montenegro, Maria Isabel Sanchez, Rita Cássia
Castro, Daniel Pré (Miterran), thanks for collaborating with
me in various ways and especially during time I wrote and
prepared this work for publication. To my friend Marcelo
Mattos Taube from Campinas; thanks for having done the
internal illustrations of this work.
I also thank my friends from Rio de Janeiro, Francisca
Granchi and José Renato de Souza, and I would like to
express my special thanks to my friends Sebastião de
Oliveira, José Moreira, Manoel de Oliveira and Souza for
having witnessed one of my hearing contacts and given
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their testimonials to confirm the occurrence.

For having been with me in the good and bad mo-
ments, I thank the friends of Belo Horizonte, Luiz For-
migueje, Marco Antônio França, Guiomar França, Décio
Araújo Bichara Simão, Fernando Campos Pena, Professor
Eulâmpio Morais, Dr. Zeli Coutinho, Professor José Tho-
mas Casaretto, Marcos Viana (Jorginho), Dr. Rosemberg
Fonseca, Mário Mariano de Castro, Clemente and Dona
Raimunda, Eduardo A.T. Quadros and João Batista de
Oliveira. And also to my friend Thomas Green Morthon de
Pouso Alegre.
Thanks also to the friends of Santa Catarina, Dr. Wag-
ner and Osni for having continued the work even without
my presence. Djair Araújo Kutzka, from Paraná, thanks for
sponsoring part of this work.
My father, Joaquim Luiz Barbosa, who was always by
my side, even when he didn’t believe in me much, I thank
him with affection.
To the friends of Brasília, especially Dr. Azor Antônio
Dias, Maria Helena, Nilton José Camargo, Antônio de A.F.
Ferreira for trusting me from the first meeting we had.
To the researchers Maurice Chatelain and Dr. Jimmy
Guieu from France and to Dr. Linn Poios from Canada, for
the attention they paid me with their research work, I am
grateful.
To my children Ester Eugênia, Estefânio Eugênio and
Franciane Andréa for the understanding they had during
the time I wrote this report and I couldn’t give them the
attention they deserve.
To my husband Dalton Bichara Simão thank you for
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being with me at all times. Without your support I would

never have done this job.
I would also like to thank Mr. José Gravia from Brasíl-
ia for his contribution to the conclusion of this work.
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Preface

I was a Catholic, I was an seminarian and I went

through spiritualism, and I only say so that the reader
perceives my mystical nature, which remained unchanged
until 1975, when I began to abandon religious mysticism
and became a spiritualist. I became, then, a person who
saw all the faults of my fellow men, but couldn’t see my
own.
After publishing three textbooks - Principles for Scien-
tific Research, Organization of Intellectual Work and an
Etymological Dictionary of the Portuguese Language - I
became part of a UFO group studies whose members were
friends and co-workers. The group interviewed people
who said they had seen or been abducted by flying saucers.
The reports were analyzed and we tried to make a scien-
tific evaluation about the falsity or truthfulness of the facts
reported. On November 22, 1979 we attended the report of
the "Bianca’s case".
I confess that the first impression I had was that your
account wasn’t true. However, gradually I realized from
the details of the story that everything was logical and
there was no mysticism. Bianca never attempted to per-
suade the audience to believe in her story. On the contrary,
she even admitted doubt and disbelief as logical reactions,
for the fact was too concrete for the liking of mystics and
those who think flying saucers are dematerialized.
She had seen a machine, had seen people with names
and human feelings. She had seen objects with specific
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functions, had seen a concrete reality, palpable, measure-

able, analyzable by our physical processes. She has been in
a geographic place that can be visited. She stayed there for
a very determined time that can be identified by her rela-
tives and acquaintances. It has brought accurate, concrete
information, well-expressed techniques to be practiced
with a specific purpose.
My enthusiasm in talking about this subject has noth-
ing mystical about it. This emotion is something concrete, it
is the most objective thing I have ever felt in my life, for I’m
speaking of what I have heard, of what I have tested, of
what I have experienced and is now the force of my life
and the ultimate reason for my existence, a reason that has
long overtaken the limits of the old belief in the impalpa-
ble, the old faith in the invisible, the precarious ideal of life
projects and the fear of disease, old age and death.
There no longer exists in me the desire of heaven or
paradise, nor the fear of hell or eternal damnation, prin-
ciples that religion deeply instilled in my mind and that the
practice of the exercises taught by Karran took them out
from my life forever.
It was only enough a single experience of the Physical
Technique for the Achievement of Self-consciousness,
taught by Karran, so that I perceive that I and any of my
fellows, as of other planets in the universe, are immortal
and possessed of infinite capacities never reached by hu-
manity on the planet we live in.
Going out of the body, one of the decisive moments of
the technique, isn’t a mystical distraction, conjecture of
mental projections or hallucination, as many may suppose.
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Going out of the body is the return of human nature

to its normal state. It’s the vision of both sides of life. It’s the
answer to the eternal doubt of the living: is there another
world? Journey out of the body is the definitive solution of
the problems of man and humanity; equality and ine-
quality; misery and opulence; of sanity and madness; of
ignorance and of science; the devil and God; of the Earth
and of the universe; knowledge and the unknown; of ma-
terial and spirit; of the disease; of time and of eternity.
Marquis of Maricá said, "If man could solve the prob-
lem of sickness, old age and death, he would become an-
other God." I can say, dear reader, that the technique that
Karran transmits through Bianca, solves these three prob-
lems, and after that no one becomes a God. However, the
person comes to understand who he is and who his fellow
man is. And from then on, man is more man, woman is
more woman, life has another brightness and hope has
another name, reason to live is complete and perfect, errors
and difficulties are overcome with greater joy, the crying
becomes a smile and when you cry, the pain no longer has
your damn sting of despair, nor the sorrows of discourage-
ment.
Many readers will find it difficult to read this preface,
to believe in the reality of these statements and may think
that it’s nothing more than a mystical rapture of one who
believes in utopian and miraculous panaceas. But whoever
sincerely wants to know the technique and learn to build
his own being, his real existence, will understand that I’m
speaking about a real possibility that has already been
realized and continues to be realized.
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The reader has in hand the most important news that

planet Earth could receive. Much has already been written
on this subject, but none of the existing works are as
palpitating, as serious, and as true as this. It is the only case
I know that presents us with evidence that there is life, and
human life, in other worlds and that we, men of planet
Earth, are not alone in the universe.
We, men from the Earth, without knowing what di-
rection to take after each blow destined, will be today and
tomorrow, as we were yesterday, at the mercy of the toys of
existence without the domain necessary to make our
destination a useful itinerary for ourselves and for others.
With the technique transmitted by Karran, the man
regains his domain, reshapes his itinerary and reorganizes
his life in an absolutely proper and controlled way. He thus
becomes a new human being, a new species that works,
thinks and acts in function of a new humanity and a more
conscious world with the reality of the thinking being
itself. Life takes on another dimension. The work has
another goal. The spirit is materialized through the body
and the body is spiritualizing with the constant action of
spirit, practical and objective. The abyss between body and
spirit, between life and death, is transposed by the decisive
step of this new humanity that is born.

Rotilde Caciano de Almeida

Brasília, January 1987.
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Introduction

When I decided to make this report, I did it thinking

about people who, like me, had or have contact with
inhabitants of other planets. After ten years of trying to
spread my contact between ufologists, scientists, doctors,
psychologists, researchers, etc., through the press, meet-
ings and congresses, today I know perfectly well because
many people who have contact prefer not to talk about the
subject.
I am sure that, like me, they were the object of doubt
and disbelief in reporting what had happened to them. But
I also understand that the moment is not for omission of
facts. And it’s for this reason that I have decided to do this
report in writing, hoping that my experience may help to
clarify the many people’s doubts and also to preserve the
truth of what happened to me.
My contact began the night of January 12, 1976. Until
this date, I, like most people, didn’t believe there could be
life in other planets. But the facts put me before an unbe-
lievable reality for me.
That night I saw, spoke and touched everything I
didn’t even think existed. Everything I lived that night
totally changed my life for the better.
More than the shock, the fear and the impact of the
first moment, my contact gave me access to knowledge that
deeply marked the meaning of my existence. The certainty
that there is a Creator, the origin of life on Earth, the reason
for forgetting our origin, how to cure diseases and how to
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avoid them and how to stop dying, all this made me eu-
phoric and anxious. My impulse was to tell everyone what
had happened to me. It was then that I had my first disap-
pointments.
People almost always reacted with strangeness to
what I told them. Many began to look for me no more.
However, the biggest disappointments were yet to come
and these were really striking in my life. From the moment
I started getting in touch with people who said they un-
derstood the subject, ufology, it was not difficult to realize
that some of them hadn’t even had a "sighting." These
people lied and pretended all the time to be in direct
contact with other planets. On the other hand, many were
the people I had the opportunity to meet, who really strug-
gled and are still struggling so that this issue reaches the
public with as much information as possible. Therefore, in
this account I will mention very fondly the names of the
people who have helped me with their work. As for the
others, I won’t mention their names, but I will relate some
facts that have shown me in an unmistakable way that we
must distinguish among those who wish to learn and
know and those who only wish to dominate and manip-
ulate groups of people who, like me, sought and seek with
sincerity and clarification about facts and doubts that
awaken the deepest questions of human consciousness.

Maria da Aparecida Oliveira – Bianca.

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The kidnap

On January 12, 1976, I got up and, as I had been

thinking, for some time, of changing my car, that was the
subject at breakfast. I had already tried to make this ex-
change in Rio de Janeiro, but I was finding it very difficult
because of the year of manufacture and the state of
conservation that was not good.
I thought about going to Belo Horizonte to make this
exchange with one of our friends who used to work in the
used car trade at the time. My sister was living with me
and said that she could take care of the house and the
children so I could travel. We decided then to leave that
day. I went to work and made arrangements for the trip.
We left Rio de Janeiro, me and my partner, in the
afternoon, around 6:00 pm. The day had been hot and
muffled, and as we began to go through mountain range of
Petrópolis, a heavy rain fell, which continued for a long
time. When we were going down the mountain, we
decided to stop for dinner. In the meantime, we'd be taking
a break, hoping the rain would pass or slow down a bit. We
stopped at a steak house just down the hill. We had dinner.
The rain became weaker. We continued the journey, with
the decision to just stop to fuel the car.
I fell asleep and I was woken up by my partner who
told me that he was getting sleepy. We were passing
through Três Rios, still in the state of Rio de Janeiro. I told
him to stop wherever he wanted, but he decided to keep
driving a little longer and I kept going lay. After we passed
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Paraibuna, state's border with Minas Gerais, he told me

that he would have to stop, because the exhaust gas was
making his eyes burn. My car was a Karman Ghia, year
1965, and there were some holes in the floor through which
the gas got into the car. We started looking for a place to
stop but it was difficult because the road had many curves
and was narrow. Finally we arrived near the town of
Matias Barbosa. There was a new section on this road,
which hadn’t yet been opened, and I remember this
because there were barrels under the bridge showing that
the traffic was closed on that part of the road. But as the
cars, which went before us, passed through the barrels and
took the new part, we did the same thing.
The road was wide with great straight lines and there
was still no demarcation. Soon after a descent we stopped
on the road side, to our left, in the opposite direction. My
partner leaned back against his seat. He asked me to call
him in thirty minutes or an hour, because he wanted to be
in Belo Horizonte very early, because he had an appoint-
ment with one of his friends.
He fell asleep soon after and I lit a cigarette and stood
there looking around as everyone does, I think. It wasn’t
raining there, and not even the sky was totally dark, but
there were large, separate blocks of heavy rain clouds. I
looked at the car's clock, it was 11:30 pm.
As I looked ahead, I noticed a light in the sky that
seemed to be a balloon. Since there was nothing more
important to do at that moment, I watched that light that
moved slowly, from one side to the other, coming in and
out of the clouds.
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It must have been far away, for the light was small.
But each time it made the round-trip, it grew in size. I
watched for some time five or ten minutes, I don’t
remember very well. That light was slowly approaching as
I smoked. My impression was that it was a hundred or two
hundred meters high, but I’m not sure. However, the light
was there, I'm sure of it.
Until that moment, if nothing else had happened, that
light would have meant nothing to me. I say this because I
was accustomed to seeing constantly in Rio de Janeiro, the
cariocas1 release many balloons, which is not common in
Minas Gerais. But I had never seen a balloon as beautiful as
that. It floated above the hill in front of me and to the right.
I watched that balloon with great admiration, for I had
never seen one so beautiful. Its red-orange light reflected a
transparent glow, but it didn’t expand. I was finding it so
beautiful and different that I came to think with pride: The
mineiros2 take a long to do something, but when they do,
look what a beautiful thing! But when I got down to put
out my cigarette, as soon as I returned to look at that place
again, I didn’t see the light or the balloon any more, and I
paid no attention to it, for I thought it had fallen behind the
hill.
Soon later, right ahead, an enormous light switch on
and switch off suddenly. That flash was very intense and
accompanied by a buzzing sound. Immediately afterwards,
I rubbed my hands in my eyes. When I looked back at what
1
Cariocas: people who are born in Rio de Janeiro, a city in Brazil.
2
Mineiros: people who are born in Minas Gerais, a city in Brazil.
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had happened, as I leaned back on the car seat I saw

something big and dark coming toward me through the air.
I don’t know what I thought at the time, but I know
perfectly well that I started shouting to my partner that a
plane was falling on our car. He could still see the shape
that hung over us.
Actually, that thing sucked us in. I felt a very great
lightness in my body. Afraid to float, I held onto the car
seat. There was no clarity in the place where we were.
At that moment, it didn’t matter at all, for as soon as
we got into that thing, I felt a tremendous weight through
my body, so strong that I couldn’t move at all. Talking had
become difficult, for my tongue was heavy and numb as if
it had been anesthetized
I was in a panic and my partner was totally stunned
not knowing what to do, for we said nothing else but this,
“how do we get out of here? And the children, how are
they going to live? We will never see them again. We
shouldn’t have travelled today.”
I don’t know how much time passed, but the
movement abruptly stopped. The environment we were
cleared up. It was strange because the whole wall around
the car was like light and that feeling of weight and
numbness that I felt through the body had passed. I stared
at a staircase ahead of us that goes from the floor to the
ceiling of that strange place.
Suddenly, a door opened on the ceiling of that place.
We noticed, then, that there was another part, that is, first
and second floor. My heart was so frightened that I had the
feeling of being big, much bigger than my normal size.
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I don’t know what I expected to see, but it was with

great relief that we saw two men coming down from what
appeared to be an upper floor to the floor where we were
still sitting inside our car.
I also noticed that there was a third person because
they came down talking and I could hear the voice coming
from the upper part of the room, but only two men came to
meet us.
They looked at us for a long time. One of them
stopped in front of the car, lowering himself and looking
curiously. The other went to the back and looked the same
way. I think they were finding it strange because the car
was all muddy because of the rain.
Then the man standing in front of us looked at us. I
was crying a lot, but when he looked at me, I could still feel
a faint smile on his lips, which I understood was a gesture
of welcome. Shortly afterwards, he gestured at me with his
right hand and invited me to go out of the car.
I was so shaken that I could barely open the door, be-
ing helped by him and my partner. The other man stood
beside my partner, who with abrupt and aggressive ges-
tures, opened his door and left quickly and just didn’t fall
because the man grabbed him by the arm, holding him.
When I got out of the car and stood outside, I couldn’t bal-
ance myself. It was as if I was inflating. I began to rock
back and forth. My partner spoke and gestured a lot. Then
that man held tight to my arm and we walked to another
part of that place. When, with his help, I walked around
the car at the front part, I noticed how tall he was and saw
the white different from his clothes. They kept talking to
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each other, but I didn’t understand. We stopped on the left

side of the car where a door opened on the ground, releas-
ing a ladder where, then, we began to go down. The other
man, still holding my partner's arm firmly, helped him
down, and the one with me acted the same way. This stair-
case led to another metal floor.
At the bottom, we noticed with surprise that we were
inside a large ship, or rather a giant ship, because it
contained several other objects, like the one we had just
arrived, and they were all round, some larger. I can say it
was a kind of garage.
Then we walked to one side of that place. Suddenly,
my partner stopped struggling in the attempt to let go
from the hand of the man who held him and said, “Bianca,
we´re not going back home anymore.”
I asked him, “why?”
He told me, “this is Russian or American stuff. It’s the
flying saucer and, since it’s secret, whoever enters doesn’t
leave.”
As I was walking, I lost control of my legs and began
to fall. But this doesn’t seem to bother the two men. They
looked at us and the one was holding me only stuck his
hand on my arm, not letting me fall, until we got to a kind
of elevator.
Then the two men talked to each other, while my
partner, still very nervous, tried by all means to release,
punching and kicking the man who held him. He seemed
not to be bothering himself with the physical assaults on
him by my partner in an attempt to break free. They
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Quickly, that thing sucked the car in of itself with us inside it.
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just let us go when we got to another part of the ship, after

we got out of the elevator.
When the door to that elevator opened, we entered a
square room with several appliances, but one thing struck
me first. It was the size of the armchairs that at first glance
seemed like three tables.
Gradually that room became similar to something
known: it looked like we were inside a laboratory.
Then they made signs with their hands so that we sit
down. We sat down and one of them walked over to a
piece of furniture on one side of the room, carrying a small
box with silver-white wire and, turning to me, placed it on
my arm, holding it with his hand, while the other stretched
the wire to one of the appliances in that room. When it was
switched on, I felt no pain at all, just a slight chill in the
place where the device was supported. I also noticed that
when it was switched on, that box lit up and a bubble or
small sphere appeared on the top of it. The same thing was
done with my partner.
Soon after, the same man, holding my hand, led me to
a box that looked like glass and, opening a tall door, put
me inside it. The door closed and two lights came on, one
on the ceiling of that box and another on the back. If one of
them came in, the light in the back would certainly reach
his back because, as I said, they were tall. I'm one meter
sixty-one tall, so that light was on the back of my neck. This
light was controlled and gradually increased until it was
like a red-hot iron, but I felt no heat. Only the hairs on my
body shivered. Then the light gradually diminished until it
went out completely. That box was not made from a single
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material. The type of material used on the ceiling and

behind was not transparent like the rest. The same thing
happened to my partner who, until that moment, was very
worried and didn’t stop lamenting, saying that we would
never leave that place.
I was not calm but I was not as agitated as him. After
we passed that strange apparatus, like a very tall glass box,
one of them, approaching my partner with another device
in his hand, like a small box, placed it on his chest. The box
was not lying on his chest. She was at a certain point little
above his chest. The other man walked around behind my
partner holding him by the arms, which made his shirt
open and the place where the device was got uncovered.
As soon as that device was switched on I had the im-
pression that its bottom was released and my partner got a
"shock", fainting still sitting in that chair.
I tried to run to him, but I was stopped by one of the
men, who made me sit down again. I was in complete
despair, seeing the other man holding my partner, pulling
him back and lying him down, completely fainted.
I thought he was dead and when this idea occurred to
me I thought that it would be my turn. But this didn’t
happen because the man who was holding this device, put
it inside the place from where he had taken it, keeping it.
The man next to my partner, shortly after talking to
the other, went close to the glass box and sat in one of those
armchairs, while his partner stood beside him, talking. I
think they talked about me, for they both looked at me as if
all my reactions were being observed and commented on
by them. And so they stayed for a while. Shortly after, the
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man standing went out and only one of them remained in

the room. As I cried a lot, thinking that my partner was
already dead, whatever movement that man made inside
the room I got very frightened and I shrank in fear,
thinking that it was my turn to die.
I think he understood my fear because for a long time
he remained seated, trying to tell me with gestures that
everything was fine. He would look at me and then point
in the direction of my partner so that I would look at him
as well and then he brought his index finger to his nose to
show me that he was breathing and not dead but only
asleep. He made this gesture several times, but as I didn’t
stop crying, he realized that I didn’t understand. Then he
took me to my partner, showing me that he was well and
that it was as if he were asleep. I was a little calmer and I
sat down again.
From time to time that man smiled at me, wanting to
reassure me that everything was fine.
I don’t know how long my partner has been in this
state. Maybe about an hour. I thought of calling him, but I
don’t know why I lacked courage and then - I thought to
myself - for what, if it wouldn’t help anything?
Suddenly I heard a noise. And indeed it was a call, for
that man, turning around, picked up one of the boxes that
was in the room and walked with it to the door, where
another person was waiting for him.
After a brief conversation he handed that box over to
the other, returned to the living room and sat down, taking
some time to look at us. Then he went back to my partner
and checked that everything was fine. It could only be this
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because, after looking at him, he turned to me and signaled

to me that everything was fine.
Then, calmly, he went up to a machine or a furniture, I
can’t explain very well what all those objects and devices
were, since everything was totally weird to me, he picked
up a small device the size of a pocket radio and began to
act as if he were playing and at the same time trying to dis-
tract me.
He showed me several small objects, some of them
glass-shaped, but different from ours, because they were
not glass. But most importantly, what struck me most was
the fact that he, while pointing the device to the object that
looked like a glass, it floated in air, up and down, to the
sides, anyway, to whatever place he wanted it to be. And
we stayed like this for some time, he, as I interpreted,
playing with the objects and I watching him, until, at a
certain point, my partner awoke up from that caused sleep.
He was half dizzy, but much calmer than before.
At that moment, putting aside that entertainment,
that man went to the place where he had previously
received a radio call and communicated with someone.
From his smiling expression as he spoke, I noticed that he
was happy, perhaps, because my partner woke up and was
good.
Shortly after that conversation, he went to where my
partner was and helped him to his feet, placing one of his
hands on his shoulder. So they walked together as far as I
was and, holding out his hand, also helped me up. The
three of us walked toward that door where he had been
standing watching us.
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…While he pointing the device to the object that looked like a

glass, the same floated in space…
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Karran: the man

from the planet Klermer

When the door opened, a glittering sight bewildered

me momentarily. It was a very wide and round room, very
well lit, but with one detail: there were no lamps, no lights
and no table lamps.
My first impression was that we were inside a large
silver dome where everything was light, including the
walls. Around the room, there were many devices, all
large, of unbelievable beauty, there were also similar
armchairs to those we had already seen, too big for our
size.
We were led to near those large appliances that had a
beautiful panel composed of round and square lamps.
They put us seated near a device, I seated on one side and
my partner on the other. Then one of the men stepped into
some sort of closet, picked up a large box and came back
toward us. The other man, opening it, removed two
helmets from inside. Turning to my partner, made him
understand by gestures that he would wear it. As my
partner showed no resistance, he carefully wore the helmet
on him. The same was also done with me.
These helmets were tinted aluminum and molded
perfectly into our heads covering them completely: the
forehead, up to eyebrows, temples and ears, in this part
protruding as if they were two headphones. On the front
part, that is, on the forehead, was a lamp. There were other
smaller bulbs scattered around the helmet. Beside each
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bulb, through a hole, were silver colored wires with a pin

at the ends. However, the light that was on the front of the
helmet, or better, on the forehead, was much greater than
the others.
Shortly after, it was time for a little box, accompanied
by a bracelet, like a watch, with a small lamp on the top
and a wire next to it like the two helmets. Then the man
who had brought the first box with two helmets and two
bracelets returned to the same place and brought another
identical box from it, removing two more helmets and two
bracelets which they placed on their own heads and wrists.
As soon as all this operation was done, another man
entered that room and picked up wire by wire connecting
each one in an outlet of the apparatus. The two men with
helmets also sat in two armchairs facing the device in
which all those wires were connected. I saw that two large
bulbs were lit on the panel, one on top and other on the
bottom. The helmet lamps were also lit on the forehead of
all of us, and the bracelets also lit up. Soon one of them
began to speak. I didn’t understand anything at all. The
two men were seated facing the machine. I was on the left
and my partner on the right side of them, but facing me, I
mean, they were between us. The other man was on my
partner's side, and the man who had played with me,
making things float was on my side, at a distance of one
metre and a half approximately.
The man who was my partner's side beat insistently in
a species of the typewriter, which was on his lap while the
other spoke. That's when I understood perfectly what he
was saying. Not that I was understanding what he was
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saying. Although I hear your voice, I understood the sound

that came from the headphones in my ears.
The first thing I understood was, “welcome!”
At that moment I shouted to my partner, saying,
“they 're talking to me!”
He noticed my reaction and repeated the phrase,
“welcome! What is your name?”
“I 'm Bianca. And who are you?”
Taking his hand to his chest, he answered, “I'm
Karran.”
“Karran from where?”
“From Klermer.”
“What is Klermer?"
“My land! We are from a land at a distance not known
from the man of your land.”
After this explanation I asked, “where are we?”
The answer didn’t please me very much. He told me
that where we were didn’t matter and that the important
thing was where we had come from. He continued to look
at me, and again I spoke to him and asked if we weren’t
going to return. He said yes and we could be reassured
because they would not keep us there for long. After giving
me that explanation, Karran directed his attention to my
partner.
I could usually hear both Karran's voice and my
partner's voice, but while they were talking I couldn’t hear
the translation of what Karran said to him. It was with
great relief that I received the news, because even though
we were being treated well, the idea of not seeing my
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… - I am Bianca. And who are you? Taking his hand to his chest,
he answered, "I am Karran ...
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children any more disturbed me. But after these words,

there was no more reason for this kind of concern. Karran
began to talk to my partner and he asked him where they
were from. Karran's response seemed to have shocked my
partner as he was disfigured and, staring at Karran, began
to pray for Jehovah's strength to resist Satan, the devil.
Then he lifted one of his hands toward Karran, proceeding
to exorcise him, something like this, “get away from me
Satan, in the name of Jehovah, I command you to
disappear! Jesus's blood has power! Lord have mercy on
thy servant, turn away this temptation from me. I’m a
humble sinner. I beg you in the name of your son Jesus
Christ, that Satan disappear. Jesus's blood has power!
I was very frightened by that attitude of my partner,
which I didn’t expect, and I was afraid that he would have
a heart attack, because when he started the exorcism, he
got very red and the arteries of his neck swelled. But then
his skin grew pale and his chin trembled a lot. Karran said
nothing as my partner spoke, staring at him all the time.
Only after he noticed that we were calmer he spoke again
and this time he asked me, “does everyone in your land
think like this about the Creator?"
“No, not all!
“Karran, do you believe in God?” I asked.
“Yes. And you, what do you think of the Creator?”
I said that God is the creator of all things, the source
of all life, love, justice, wisdom and power. Our life
depends on him and everything that exists was made by
him. After a brief pause, he stared at me and asked me
again, “what do you think about the justice of the
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Creator?”
“I can’t answer. Who am I to speak about the justice of
God, if I can’t even speak about the justice of man? What to
me may be fair, other people may not think it is. As you
can see, I think my mentality is too small to understand the
justice of God.”
I think he was a little surprised by my response,
looking at me as if he wanted to read my thoughts. Then,
gesturing with his hand, tapping his leg, he said pointing
to my partner, “I'll talk to him.”
Between one question and another, during the time
they talked, I observed their physiognomy, something I
hadn’t been able to do before. Perhaps moved by the fright
and fear, I hadn’t noticed the details I now describe.
That it was about men I saw from the beginning, as I
also saw that they wore white overalls. But then, more
calmly, I noticed the differences between them and us.
They were very tall, about two meters tall, brunette, large,
round eyes and green. The nose that looked tailor-made
was perfect. Their mouths were normal in proportion to
their faces. Their lips were thick, fleshy, but they were not
bearded and didn’t wear mustaches. I saw perfectly the
shadow of the beard that is common to every man. Their
hair was full, straight, black, and came up to their necks.
Although they were tall, as I have already said, their body
were not ugly, for the physique fully compensated for the
height they had.
All the time he talked to my partner, I continued my
observations. The facts and the beauty of everything
attracted my attention. Their clothes were white, however,
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of a white that I had never seen anywhere before. The

fabric was thick, but it seemed rather light, with a glow
that reflected the light. These clothing were firmly fitted on
the body. How they make them, I don’t know, but I can say
that there wasn’t a single seam or seam mark.
They had shoes on. These were also white, but not
like the clothes, because they had no brightness and, in
contrast to their clothes, were a very light yellow. The soles
were thick and had no heels. They wore a belt the same
color as the shoes, with a buckle that seemed to be silver
and square. They wore no gloves, and so I saw perfectly
their hands that were the same as ours.
My partner was talking to Karran about the Bible and
religion. Since I didn’t hear Karran's response to him, I was
curious about it, asked to speak and asked this question,
“Karran, do you have a religion?”
“We don’t need religion! He replied.”
“And how do you know God?”
“The Creator manifests himself by his own creation.
He isn’t known through books or religions, but through
what he did, through the life he gave to you and me,
through the air you breathe and me, through the water you
drink and me too, through the land that you tread and me
too.”
“It is by the greatness of his creation that he makes
himself known everywhere. All that you and I do, admire,
know, live, feed, dress, everything is his and being his, he
makes himself present everywhere. That's why I tell you
we know him.”
“Wow, Karran! It seems like the first time I'm hearing
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I’d like to remind you that the only difference I noticed between
us and them is related to the eyes, which are round on the outside
and tight on the inner side near the nose.
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about God,” I exclaimed.

“Do you know the Bible?” I asked right away.
“I've heard several people talk about this
documentary you call the Bible.”
After this answer he asked me a question that I found
strange because my partner had told him about biblical
texts, especially those that show our need to love God, to
have the right to eternal life. Karran asked me this way,
“tell me now, within your sincerity, the man of your land
loves the Creator?"
This is how I responded, “this word love is much
used, but little practiced. The only love I think really exists
is the love of parents toward their children, and yet
sometimes it happens that parents don’t like their children
or children don’t like their parents. It is also used the word
love between a man and a woman, but I don’t think this
feeling is love but carnal desire first, and then a friendship
between both, but never love, because true love is eternal,
not dies, while love between a man and a woman can die
and be reborn several times, that is, whenever there is
desire. Among humanity there is no love, for if there were
love there would be no wars, no robberies and no
starvation. There is no love even for nature, for if there
were, man wouldn’t try to damage it so much. Karran, I
don’t think man even loves himself, and if he doesn’t have
the capacity to love himself, he can’t in any way love his
neighbor. Not loving the neighbor that he can see and
touch, how can he love God that he doesn’t see?”
“The human being is not your neighbor. He is your
similar. The animals are your neighbor,” said Karran.
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I found this response very strange, but I didn’t want

to discuss my opinion at that time, so I asked him another
question.
“Karran, is God a spirit?”
“The Creator isn’t spirit, for the spirit is a creation
from him, and being him the creator of the spirit, shows us
that he is far beyond his own creation. I’m a spirit and so
are you. Your visible part, which is your body, can’t answer
me anything without your actual presence. When you
abandon your body, it becomes completely worthless, it
dies,” replied Karran.
“Where does your knowledge about God come
from?” I asked.
“Our knowledge about the Creator comes directly
from him.”
“How?” I insisted.
“When we were created, all of us, including you, were
born with the capacity to understand him as Creator of all
things. This is recorded in memory by nature, however, all
the research we do on your land with respect to the
Creator, is no longer the same.” It was what Karran ex-
plained before asking me the following question, “but, tell
me, what do you think of us?”
“Well, Karran, I don’t think anything! Because for me
you don’t exist.”
“Even seeing me here, very close to you, do you still
believe that we don’t exist? I don’t understand!”
“You'll understand. In my land, as you may know,
there are religions. These same religions teach that there is
no life on other planets, that only in our world has human
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life and that we are made in the image and likeness of God
or Creator as you call it. The only idea of life on other
planets, that I know, is from movies or cartoons. These
movies show us life on Mars. Do you know the Martians?
Green men with antennae on their heads and the Vulcans,
who are strong, ugly men with big, pointed ears. Starting
from this principle is that I said that I think nothing. From
now on, I'll start thinking.”
Karran must have liked what I said, so smiling he told
me, “I like to talk to you. You don’t try to show a knowl-
edge that you don’t have and that is good, because in your
world, sincerity isn’t common to all humans.”
After these words he returned to speak with my
partner and I watched his gestures. They were natural, the
movements of his hands, his legs and even his facial
expressions when he spoke were similar to ours. As he
pulled the sleeves of his clothing up, I saw that his tan
arms had hairs like the men of our land.
As they talked, I noticed another man coming out of a
corridor. As soon as he noticed my curious about him, he
stopped and, putting his hands behind him, made a
gesture with his head that I understood perfectly to be a
greeting. Then I did the same, returning the greeting with a
gesture. I think he understood me, because he smiled a
little and walked toward a round set that was in that room
and that was on another device similar to a table.
He picked up a stick or something that was small and
stretched like a radio antenna. With it he moved the round
device, moving something, and then, turning on the device
that was just below, he began to press a few buttons and
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stared at that panel. Then he went to another room, the

largest of the room, and did the same thing, pressing
several buttons and standing just after looking at one of his
panels. When he finished what he was doing before going
out, he made the same gesture he had made earlier when
he entered the room, and left, going through the same
corridor.
All that, for me, was very interesting. After taking a
long look around the room, something else struck me. It
was the device on which our helmets were attached. The
way it worked was really a beauty and I kept looking at it
for a long time. When my partner spoke, the little lamps of
his helmet were lit for the exact time the word was spoken.
As soon as he had finished speaking, the helmet lamps
were still on, while in the translator device the round
lamps were turned on and off from top to bottom with a
uniform blue color. When everything was complete and all
the lamps were off (except for the larger bulb in front of the
helmet, which was lit all the time) the answers on the
headphones came.
The same process occurred when Karran spoke,
giving answers or asking something. The only difference
was in the translator device to which the helmets were
attached, for when he spoke the square lamps were lit.
It seems Karran noticed my curiosity, but also realized that
I was no longer afraid. Signaling my partner to wait, he
directed his attention to me and asked, “do you like what
you see?”
I didn’t hesitate to give her my answer saying that it
was beautiful what I was seeing and that I was really
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enchanted with all that.

Then he said, “If everyone acted like you, they would
have made more profit from our work!”
“But I was very frightened,” I said.
He kept looking at me and said, “later we'll take a
walk around the room so you can see better.”
During the time I was on the ship, I saw only four
men and all with these descriptions that I have reported,
completely the same. But I knew perfectly well how to
distinguish between one and the other. Where was this
difference, I don’t know, but there was. It was as if they
were twins, all with the same physiognomy, but with
different features, all had a calm look and cheerful coun-
tenance
I asked Karran if those people, or rather, if the two
other men, I saw besides them, were his brothers. He
replied yes, even though they didn’t come from the same
woman and the same man.
“I don’t understand, Karran, because in my world,
brothers and sisters are precisely those who come from a
woman and a man.”
Looking at me calmly he said, “In my land, we are all
brothers and no matter who their parents are, because we
are one race, one people, one family.”
This answer made me very curious and willing to ask
other questions. He noticed my indecision and asked me.
Karran – “Why this concern? Are you afraid of what
you want to know?”
Bianca – “It's not about fear. I'm just thinking about
what you just told me. Is there war in your world?”
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K – “No! For, as I said, we are all brothers.”

B – “In this way, we are all brothers and sisters, yet
there are wars. What's the difference between my world
and your world?”
K – “A lot! In my world there are no divisions, as in
yours.”
B – “What do you mean by divisions?”
K – “Various governments.”
B – “And in your world there are no governments?”
K – “There is only one government for my whole
world.”
B – “Do you have money in your world?”
K – “Money is not necessary for us.”
B – “No? So how do you buy things, food, clothes,
anyway, all that is necessary to live?”
K – “We didn’t buy anything. Everything belongs to
us and comes to us by order of government, as it is called
in your world.”
B – “And how do you know that in my world the head
of a country is called a government? I didn’t tell you this!”
K – “It isn’t necessary. We know what happens in your
world because we are always in touch. There are several of
yours on my land. Can’t you see I can talk to you? This
assembly contains almost all the languages of your land,
which makes it easier for us to communicate with your
people.”
B – “Will the people who are with you come back
someday or not be allowed?”
K – “Yes, they will come back when their presence
becomes necessary.”
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B – “But we're going to come back anyway, aren’t we,

Karran?”
K: – “Calm down. I said you will come back. Don’t be
afraid.”
B – “If we go back, why are we caught and what do
you want with us?”
K – “You were brought to be examined for the
physical, visual and mental capacity of the man from your
land. What do you think of your world? Do you like or
have something that annoys you?”
B – “It's a difficult question to answer, but I'll tell you
what I think. Sometimes my world is very good. When one
has money, he is well accepted everywhere, can go
anywhere in the world, has many friends and each one of
them tries to be more pleasant than the other, because they
fear losing the friendship that is so necessary to them. I, in
particular, don’t call this friendship but personal interest in
each other. But whether you are interested or not, this
person is well treated and that is good. But money is not
the only good thing in my world. There are many other
things that I think are good, but few people have access to
them because it all depends on money and there are few
people who really have it. And when we want something
or go somewhere and we can’t, because we have no money,
then my world becomes very bad.”
K – “Would you like things to change?”
B – “Yes! I'd like to!”
K – “In what sense should they change?”
B: – “It is very difficult to say what should change, but
if everyone could have access to the things that exist in my
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world this would already be a great change. Karran, when

you talk about your world, do you really believe it's yours?
K – “Yes, it belongs to me and to all people from my
land. And you, do you believe that your world is yours?”
B – “No, I don’t believe it. In my country there is a lot
of people, but there are few owners. The rest lives there.”
As I spoke, my partner gestured for me to wait a little,
because he wanted to ask Karran a question. They conti-
nued to talk and I, still very enthusiastic about the beauty
of everything, continued in my observations. But this
didn’t take long because after a while, Karran got up,
taking off his helmet and bracelet, came towards me and
did the same thing to me. Then he got me on my feet and
we started walking inside that room.
We went first in the direction of the round apparatus.
As I got closer I was afraid of being sucked in by it, so big
was its depth effect. But Karran was supporting me. And
with gestures he tried to get my attention to one of the
points of light from that device. We watched a little, then
we got to the device below. This one had a large panel and
in the middle of this panel was a protruding lens. Karran
bent down and looked through that lens. Then he looked at
me and indicated the lens for me to look at. When I looked,
I saw a celestial body much larger than the moon, but it
was not as bright as it was, but it was enveloped by a gray
mist. I looked a little and then told my partner that I was
seeing the moon much larger and that it had bluish gray
mist around.
On top of this panel there was an object that seemed
to have nothing to do with it. It was a little gold box bigger
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than a box of matches. It was square. I picked up the box,

and stared at it. I was holding it in my hand as we began to
walk toward the largest apparatus in that room. We walked
slowly around it so that I could look and admire the beauty
in each screen there. Then we sat down again.
As he put on me helmet and bracelet, I stared at the
little box in my hand. It was square, but it had no edge and
there were, on the sides, drawings of animals in relief. I
recognized three of them: a lion, a deer and a fish. The
fourth animal I've never seen anywhere. There was
something inside it because when I shook it, what was
inside it rocked. I tried to open it for a long time, but I
couldn’t. I then observed the symbols that were close to
each animal. These symbols were also in relief and
occupied the top and bottom of that box.
When we started talking again, he asked what I had
found. I said I liked it, especially the round apparatus.
Then he told me that that assembly was a map of routes to
inhabited planets. He pointed to two of them saying,
“that's KLERMER, my land, and there's your land.”
I stared at the map, observing mainly the great bright
features there.
My partner returned to talk to Karran, continuing the
conversation that had been interrupted and it seemed that
Karran was very interested, for he didn’t interrupt the Bible
lesson he was receiving. I listened perfectly when everyone
spoke, but the translation of Karran's answers or questions
was not passed to the two simultaneously. The translation
only came from the phone who was talking to him at the
moment. They went on like this for a while, until the man
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next to Karran waved a hand at him so that they stop. I

think he must have been tired, for he didn’t stop mani-
pulating the device on his lap for a moment.
As they talked to each other, I approached to ask my
partner how he was feeling and it was with great relief that
I heard he was feeling well. Then we were silent for a while
trying to understand what Karran was saying to his friend,
but it was useless. Only one thing we noticed: the way they
talked, it was very similar to some language on Earth. I
asked my partner if he knew that language and he said no.
But I insisted, saying to him, “I don’t speak another
language, but this isn’t totally strange to me. This way of
pronouncing the words I've heard before.”
“You mean French, don’t you?” Said my partner. I had
also noticed this similarity. We waited a little longer, and
when Karran started talking again, I told my partner that I
was hungry. I saw the lights come on, but I got no answer.
However, I saw Karran get up and take off his helmet and
bracelet and put them on his armchair. He moved to one
side of the room and, placing his hand on the wall, said
something, coming back right after.
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The inexistence of death

Karran sat down, wearing again his helmet and

bracelet, and continued to talk with my partner. Shortly
after, he turned his attention to me and we had the
following conversation:
Bianca – “Is there in your world sin and death?”
Karran – “There is neither sin nor death. There is the
loss of body.”
B – “Karran, loss of body is that thing that the body
stops working and we get cold and hard and put in the
coffin and then buries?”
K – “Yes!”
B – “Ah! So die!”
K – “In my land this doesn’t mean death, because we
continue to live without the body, in spirit. When we
receive new body, we know perfectly well who we are and
what we learned. We don’t begin, like you, life again, we
continue to live from the point where we stop when we
lose the body. This is one of the reasons why the knowled-
ge of my world isn’t lost with the passing of time.”
B – “How do I stop dying and know that I’m as you
say a spirit?”
K – “Get out of your body and you will see that you
are a mind that can see, feel, learn and think. Then you will
understand that the body is only a part of yourself and not
the whole of you. Your existence is eternal, it doesn’t die.”
B – “Karran, I will never know this because, to know,
we have to die. Didn’t you tell me that if we abandon the
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body, it becomes lifeless?”

K – “Abandonment means the death of the body, but
the exit from the body isn’t abandonment. To get out of the
body you have to master it and this mastering is achieved
in this way: First you do a respiratory work. Then another
one to develop glands inside your head. And another to
activate areas in your brain that are inactive because of an
accident that has occurred in your solar system.”
B - “How to do this respiratory work?” I asked him.
He then explained that I should raise my arms up to
shoulder height, inhaling. Continue in this position and
turn your palms up. Tilt your head back. And, still with the
air retained, count mentally until 15. Then undo the
movements. To work the glands I should use, as a
reference, the index finger. Stretch the arm, look at the tip
of the finger, and bring it up to touch the center of the
forehead without looking away. Undo this movement
slowly. For the brain I would have to lie down, close my
eyes, and thinking about nothing, build numerical forms
regressively. I was looking at all the moves he was doing to
demonstrate the exercises and asked how long I would
have to be doing this job.
He told me that seven times each movement was
enough.
After this explanation he turned his attention to my
partner and I kept trying to open the little box that was in
my hands. It was at that moment that I had another
surprise.
From a door behind me, a woman came out, also
brunette, with long black hair to the height of her breasts,
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carrying in her hands a square tray with four glasses. She

walked into the room, came toward us, stopped, looked at
us, and nodded to us. Me and my partner responded with
the same gesture. Then she went to Karran and handed
him one of the glasses and some kind of round bread,
doing the same thing with the other man. They said
something to each other, and from the movements the girl
made with her head, it seemed to me that she was
responding affirmatively to what Karran was saying to her.
Then, after serving them, she walked towards my
partner and handed him one of the glasses and bread or
something like it. Then she gave me a glass and some
bread. I was momentarily indecisive, didn’t know if I ate or
not, but at last everyone began to eat, and since I had
already said that I was hungry, I had no choice but to eat as
well.
Karran and his mate ate very willingly, appearing to
me that they were finding it delicious. But I didn’t like it.
The liquid, looked like a fine oil, but it tasted like salt,
sugar, bicarbonate, it was acid and bitter, it reminded me a
little of the saline that we take orally in the hospital.
As for the bread, it was very sweet and tasted of
nothing. I don’t need to tell you how long it took me to eat.
While I was eating, I also watched the woman. It was a
perfect woman and a lot like the other people I had seen
there. She had the same green eyes, the same skin color,
but her body and face were very feminine. The clothes she
was wearing were just like theirs. I stopped a moment to
look at her hair and I remembered that I was bald as I had
shaved my head the day before the trip. In the confusion of
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our kidnapping I had forgotten this detail. When I realized

it, I got embarrassed. Looking at her skin so clean and so
soft, I remembered that I had cried a lot and that probably
my face must be dirty because of the makeup I was
wearing. I confess I was a little disturbed.
But then my attention turned to the glasses we were
using. They were long and different from ours, for they
were neither glass nor transparent, but they were made of
a kind of golden metal. There were also traces of measures
in them. The tray was silver, very pretty, and looked like
the same silver color on the walls of that room.
While we were eating, that woman remained
standing, talking with the two men in their own language.
As soon as we finished eating, she collected all the glasses,
put them back on the tray, said good-bye, and returned to
the same place from where she had come.
Karran returned to talk to my partner, the conver-
sation was not very long, because at that moment, I began
to feel sleepy. It was a different sleep because I was having
the feeling that everything around me was fading away,
soon after I felt good again. I was afraid. So I asked
permission to talk to my partner, telling him that I was not
feeling very well. He then asked Karran if anything
unusual was happening to me. And the answer, which was
given to me by Karran, told me that everything was fine,
otherwise the larger bulb of my helmet, as well as that of
the device, attached to my wrist, would’ve gone out
indicating, that something was not right. But I had never
felt such a strange sleep.
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... she had the same green eyes, the same skin color, but her body
and face were very feminine…
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Karran was again paying attention to what my

partner was telling him, and as they talked, I waited for an
opportunity to speak. I wanted to go to the bathroom and
didn’t know how to ask Karran if they had a bathroom. But
then, nothing like that happened. I returned to the same
sensations before and everything ran away from me, I
didn’t see anything else and I don’t know how much time
passed. I slept heavily.
As soon as I woke up, I found myself lying in that
chair, which had now been transformed into a comfortable,
very soft bed, no longer wearing my helmet or bracelet, I
was also without my sandals. I wasn’t covered and the
need to go to the bathroom had passed.
I looked at the place where my partner was who also
seemed to have woken up at that moment and was looking
at me. In the room, then, were three men. Two of them
were handling a large appliance, the largest in that room.
One of them was next to another device, which was just
below that round device already mentioned. It was Karran.
He was standing, his arms crossed, looking at us.
I gestured to him, saying I wanted to get up. He then
came walking towards me and helped me sit down. The
bed was once again the same as before. Leaning down,
Karran picked up my sandals that were placed next to my
armchair, put them on my feet, doing the same thing with
my partner. He brought back the helmets and bracelets and
put them all back to us as before.
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The accident

When we resumed our conversation, he asked if

everything was okay with me. I said yes, and I asked him
how long we had slept. We then had the following
dialogue:
Karran – “You slept enough time for the body to
recover.”
He excused himself and turned his attention to my
partner. As I waited, I listened to my partner speak about
the Bible to Karran. He was explaining to Karran about
God's power over man and about our need to obey him so
we won’t go to hell. When I had the opportunity to speak, I
asked this question:
Bianca – “Karran, does Satan also upset your world?
K – “What is Satan?”
B – “Satan is the god of darkness, responsible for sin,
death, and all the evil that happens here.”
K – “We aren’t aware of his existence anywhere in the
universe. For since the Creator is the owner of everything
that exists, this idea is insignificant, it can’t exist. Every-
thing that exists, between heaven and earth, was created by
a single will. Whether this creation, in its conception,
perfect or not, it’s his creation and he sees no defect in his
work. All that he has created is necessary, therefore, Satan
is imaginary from your world, created by your people, in
order to carry upon himself everything that you imagined
to be sin. Someone to receive responsible was thus created.
Your people, as well as mine, have two tendencies inside
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us; the positive, which is to accept the Creator as he is and

the negative, which isn’t to accept him as Creator. In my
world we practice the positive part, in your world you
practice the negative part of the spirit. This negative part is
what you called the name of Satan. This is a justification for
lack of love and lack of wisdom.”
B – “Karran, how was your origin?”
K – “Our origin comes directly from the Creator, not
only my origin, but also all the races that gave rise to your
world. Before your world was inhabited, we went to your
land a lot and found animal and vegetable life, but there
was still no human life. We study climates, environmental
conditions, and the planet itself. With the result of this
work, we came to the conclusion that in your land there
were conditions of life for people, of planets whose nature
and environmental conditions were identical to those of
their planets. So we decided to sow your planet, this
means: each planet brought to your land not only people,
but also plants, animals and everything related to their
lives and survival, populating your land, where the climate
offered the conditions environment identical to their world
of origin. This is how human life originated in your land.”
B – “The many races, existing in my land, are from
different worlds. As you told me, our origin comes from
different worlds, including yours, so why did you abandon
us?”
K – “You were never abandoned. This is proof of our
presence: aren’t we here? Our presence has always been
noticed in your world. In all ages we have always been
here. And your records show this. In a time still unknown
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to the man of your land, for a reason we couldn’t avoid, the

light planet (referring to the sun) emitted a heavy charge of
energy that seriously hit your planet and your entire solar
system. This prevented any rescue trip to your land, due to
magnetic barriers that formed around your planet as well,
around all the celestial bodies existing within your system,
blocking the channels of communications and connections.
Your land was thus turned off and without any help for
about three thousand years of your time. Our ships weren’t
able to break this great intensity of energy, released by the
light planet, that reaching your atmosphere damaged the
system of life protection on your planet.”
“This has caused great harm to mankind. Your planet
has been displaced from its original position, the sea has
changed place with the soil, invading and destroying our
cities, as well as almost every kind of life. Your days were
shorter, because the rotation of your land was greatly
accelerated. The biggest disaster, which caused you to
disconnect from the inhabitants of other planets, was the
penetration into your atmosphere of excess solar radiation,
which greatly affected your brains. The penetration of this
radiation into your planet was due to a rupture in one of
the layers of protection. Rupture is caused by strong
magnetic waves caused by excess solar explosions. When
everything finally calmed down and the conditions of
turbulence passed, we returned to your land.”
“The first images we saw weren’t good. Everything
that was ours was gone, the places once inhabited had
disappeared. The man had lost all his knowledge.”
“The people we left here no longer existed on this
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planet, and the generations that remained no longer

recognized us, even confusing us with gods.”
“The man consciously or unconsciously brings within
himself the knowledge of something higher. And we
always expect this higher force come from heaven. This is
because almost all of your neurons had been damaged by
radiation, all knowledge that you had was forgotten, all
people were brutalized and unconscious, but your will to
come out of that situation was so great that one of the
records of man wasn’t destroyed; which showed that the
only way out would be if help came from above (from the
sky).”
“We tried to help you, giving back many of our
resources and information, but when we declined any
gesture of adoration, you were furious and refused to
accept that we weren’t creators or gods, but people just like
everyone else. Therefore, since we were unable to correct
this defect, we were instructed to move away from the man
of your land.”
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Age and old age

My mind was full of questions. My curiosity was

enormous. Thus, our dialogue naturally continued as
follows:
Bianca – “Karran, you told me that you don’t die; you
only exchange your body, so do you participated in the
colonization of my planet?
Karran – “I didn’t live in your land, nor did I
participate in the production of the bodies, but many from
my land did this. I just started doing this job after the
accident with your planet.”
B – “When you speak about body, are you also
speaking about spirit? Has this part of ours also come from
other planets?”
K – “No! When our work turned to this system, we
discovered that in it the spiritual life already existed. When
we arrived at your planet, we found conditions so that
there could be physical life. Only with the existence of the
spiritual world does the material world become possible.”
B – “Karran, was this destruction on my planet
punished by God?”
K – “No! Solar blasts happen all the time and there are
times when they become more intense, but when the
explosions happen, because of an overload of energy, a lot
of things can be damaged. In the case of your planet, being
very close to the Sun, the damage is greater.”
B – “Does this only happen with our sun?”
K – “No! This happens with all the suns in the
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universe.”
B – “Do you know many solar systems?”
K – “I know because I have been making these trips
for a long time.”
B – “Can your ship go anywhere in the universe?”
K – “No! Using this one, we can pass through five
suns, five systems. To reach other suns, we have to change
ships on another planet, where the material used to make
the ships is different from ours.”
As Karran spoke, my partner gestured for me to wait
a bit for Karran to speak to him as well. During the time
they talked, I wondered what their lives might be like,
what problems they might have. It was then that when I
spoke again I asked him this question:
B – “Is there disease in your world?”
He just replied that no, so I went back to the question.
B – “And how do you avoid diseases?”
K – “What causes the diseases is the lack of proper
food because not always what is used to eat is good for the
body. For example, we don’t use water to drink like you do.
This is used only in food preparation. The waste is by no
means thrown into the water without first undergoing a
special treatment system. Nobody is placed under the
ground, because these lifeless bodies, when undergoing the
process of decomposition, can bring many damages and
diseases. Our food comes prepared all from the health
centers scattered in various parts of our planet. Where we
live we don’t prepare any kind of food, so that we don’t
take a risk of an undue and out of season food. We
followed a food chart without any change.”
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B – “What is the difference between your and our

food?”
K – “Many are the differences.”
He explained to me that in his land there is a great
variety of food, but not so much as in our land, because all
the races that searched our land brought their own type of
food and those who adapted to our soil remained.
So in our land there is much more variety of food than
any other inhabited planet. Although they eat the same
things as us, the way they prepare is very different. Our
conversation went on.
K – “In your land you gather, in one day, several types
of foods with different properties and feed on all of them at
one time. This causes cell imbalance, because when you
gather in food various types of food, you aren’t supplying
your body properly, because it receives all the food you
have eaten, but none of it sufficiently supplies your body.
In my land, as in other lands, food is chosen. We feed, yes,
in a single day, different foods, but that contain the same
properties. Nor are we accustomed to drinking water, the
water we drink comes from fruits.”
B – “Is there old age in your world, Karran?”
K – “No! Because we don’t get sick and old age is also
a disease.”
B – “Is there anything we can do to avoid this disease?
Or in my land she has no solution?”
K – “It could be included in the daily food a type of
organism that is found in one of the diverse vegetations
existing in the sea. It is very important for cell renewal,
thus avoiding aging by the constant renewal.”
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B – “This plant, which you have referred to, which

renews the cells of body, exists on all planets or only in
some?
K – “Our studies say yes. It, along with this organism,
exists on all inhabited planets. The body depends on it for
its conservation.”
B – “And how should we use this plant?”
He replied that it wouldn’t be easy for me to unders-
tand what he was going to explain to me. He said that it
was very difficult for him as well, because he would have
to find words that would make me understand what I
wanted to know. And he began telling me the following:
K – “You must be aware of the enormous amount of
vegetation in the sea. Among them there is one that serves
as staple food for a microorganism. As this plant is its only
food, it clings to it as if it were a parasite. There it lives and
reproduces.”
This tiny species of life is indispensable to human life,
for when it is inside our body, it has the power to nourish
the cells, thereby causing their constant renewal. I say this
because old age is caused by the lack of renewal of the cells
that, over time, become exhausted, ceasing to reproduce,
thus causing the aging of the body. But if you put this
microorganism inside the body constantly, the cells will
remain young avoiding this disease that brings so much
discomfort.
“In my land, these plants are taken from the sea and
taken to treatment centers where these tiny species of life
are removed and the plants transformed into food. Only
when everything is ready is that the microorganisms are
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added back into this food, which is usually part of our

daily meals.
“For more urgent cases, such as when one of you has
to be taken to live among us, there is a liquid made also of
these tiny species of life, which is placed directly in the
bloodstream. This liquid contains greater power of action
and the person of your land already aged, in a while, with
this treatment, starts to acquire the appearance of youth
again. Only then the person can see that age and old age
are two things quite different and no matter how far the
body is affected by this disease, because, worse than it is,
we recover it. But, I want you to know that this isn’t done
quickly, this transformation takes some time.”
As soon as he had finished explaining all this to me,
he wanted to know what I had understood and even
insisted on it, causing me to repeat it to him. I had no other
choice and proceeded to tell him everything as I unders-
tood it and he listened carefully to the end. Then I asked
him this question, “Karran, if you don’t get old, don’t get
sick or die, how old are you?”
He didn’t answer his age. He told me only, “I”m older
than your earliest ancestor of this body.”
I didn’t want to insist on this. I went back to asking
questions about the route map. Karran made no objection
and quietly began by explaining, “this assembly is a flight
guide that allows us to know exactly our position in space.
The traces, which now exist there, indicate the routes that
are open to other planets. If something happens on our
return route, this assembly has inside it a mechanism that
immediately erases this route and another one appears. But
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if solar bursts increase in intensity, and if any of those

routes that are open are closed, then the engine will
immediately log the event, automatically deleting the old
route and providing other data and a new route.”
I was looking at it all with great curiosity and that
map was really wonderful. The more Karran told me about
it, the more I wanted to know. I asked him if they gave
names to the planets like we do. He said yes. And, pointing
to that device, he explained to me, “in this assembly we
have: Tiber, Corb, Micorp, Rebes, Aste, Deplatz, Zirb,
Klermer and your land.”
He also referred to three other planets whose names I
have so far failed to remember. In the center of that
apparatus was the planet light.
“As I told you, my land is called Klermer, and we can
travel to your planet only once in a long time.”
I didn’t understand what he meant by "long time". He
explained that it meant a year of our time. Then he started
talking to my partner, while I continued to admire that
map, trying to understand the routes.
While I was in these observations, Karran was also
watching me, for as soon as he spoke to me again he asked
why I was so interested in that map. I told him that I was
trying to keep it in my mind, so that when I got home I
could reproduce it in a drawing. He said that reproducing
it at home would be impossible having just the mental
image of it. I asked him for a photograph of the map as a
souvenir. He asked me if this was very important to me. I
told him yes, to which he replied that giving me a
photograph he couldn’t, because it would show the inside
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I asked if they gave names to the planets like we do...

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and the outside of that assembly and I wasn’t prepared to

take such a great responsibility in my hands, but that he
would give me a copy of it on paper and so it was done.
If one day I wanted to know what people had occu-
pied our land, it would be enough for me to check on the
map the predominant climate of each one of them and
compare it with the different climates on Earth. So, I would
know exactly where each race started their searches here
on our land. That is what Karran told me, explaining that
such a work would be very good for us, because many
things that are unknown to us could be understood.
Karran said then that we were going to go back to the
next room, where we would go through a process of de-
contamination again, and that it was time to go home. I
was happy about this, but at the same time I felt a big
tightness in my heart, for I was almost certain that I would
never see them again.
I brought with me a copy of the map, with all its
planets, its environmental conditions, and the kind of life
of each planet represented there.
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Remember or forget: the choice

I wanted to know what the exams are for and how the
devices that were used with us when we arrived are called.
And our conversation continued.
Karran – “The small mounts serve to know if you are
carrying some disease that can contaminate us. The
cylinder-shaped assembly shows the visual ability, whether
it has evolved or regressed, and both the vision and the
hearing of your people are less and less capable.”
Bianca – “How do you guys come to our land without
being seen, since we have so many observation station in
space?”
K – “We know all your observation station from space
and their locations, but our energy fields prevent them
from detecting us, unless we want it to happen.”
B – “Can I learn more about these energy fields?”
He then asked the man, who was on his side, to bring
him something. During this break there was no communi-
cation with us, and I anxiously awaited his answer. When
the man came back, he handed Karran a photo of the ships
on the lower floor, the photo was the size of a sheet of
notebook.
Using that picture, he patiently explained everything I
wanted to know about the ship. He told me about a kind of
bright ring that surrounds the entire ship and that is
located on the outside, telling me that that ring was a
pickup of energy and that the energy was took up from
space, making the ship and all the devices that we were
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seeing in that room work. He showed me several other

things about the ship, including the paper he held. It was a
very strange paper, for it could be crumpled into the hand,
and back to normal. That's what Karran showed us.
When he released the paper, it returned to normal
without any wrinkled. The paper was not thin, and at first
glance seemed to be heavy, but as you picked it up, you
realized that it was very light. The sensation I had, when I
picked it up, was almost the same as holding something
rubbery. But it tore as easily as our papers.
After these explanations he told me he was going to
give us something to drink. Since I didn’t like the first
liquid the woman had given us and I was not hungry
either, I said to him, “no, thank you, I'm not hungry!”
“This liquid isn’t food. It will erase from your memo-
ries all that you have seen and heard during the time you
have been here.”
I asked him to speak, because I wasn’t willing to take
such liquid. I didn’t want, no way, to forget those moments
in which I was with them. I asked Karran if we would be
forced to take such liquid.
He replied that it was necessary, because it would
avoid many problems, because when we talked with other
people about what had happened, we would be criticized
and judged by most people. But the biggest problem is that
I could also be taken by a person with a mental disability
and that this wouldn’t be good for me.
But I insisted, telling him that I didn’t want, no way,
to forget everything I had seen and heard only by the fact
that someone might think I was crazy. After all, in a world
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of so many crazy, one crazy extra, it wouldn’t make any

difference.
“No man should impose his will upon another, and I
believe you know what you are doing, so I won’t force you
to forget,” Karran told me.
I asked him if I would never see them again. He was
surprised by this question and asked if I wasn’t afraid to
contact them again. I said no and that this would give me
great pleasure. I also told him that fear comes from the
unknown and they no longer represent the unknown to
me.
“It is also important for us to have people in your
world who don’t fear us.”
Then he walked toward the main unit in that room,
opened a small door and took out a device that he brought
up next to me saying, “for a new contact it is necessary to
make a record of your brainwaves in this assembly. This is
going to hurt and will cause you strange sensations. But
this will only be done if you want. It's your decision.”
I thought and came to the conclusion that however
great this pain might be, it would certainly be worth it, and
I told him I was ready. He then removed my helmet and
bracelet from the arm, doing the same with himself, and,
holding my arm, led me to the big set. He gestured for me
to sit in an armchair that was nearby. The other man also
came along.
They talked to each other. I can’t explain what they
were saying, but I was aware of all their movements.
The man, then, holding the wire of the device that
was in Karran's hand, plugged it into that large device.
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Then he pressed several buttons on the panel. Then Karran

put the device on my head. This device looked like two
headphones. It fit my ears, and as Karran held them, I
began to hear a very strange buzz. This buzzing was shrill,
and when it started it was low, but gradually increased
until it gets very loud. At this moment I thought everyone
was listening to that shrill sound coming from that device.
This sound became so shrill that my whole body
began to tremble. At this moment I felt a twinge in the
head that went from the nape of the neck to the center. This
twinge was accompanied by a pain, but this pain wasn’t as
strong as I had been expecting. But my fear was so great
that I sweated to the point of wetting my clothes. But
shortly after this twinge, the sound began to slow down
until it completely shut down. Karran removed the earp-
hones and put them in the same place they were before.
In the meantime, the other man came toward me, and
with a gesture of affection he held my hand firmly and
smiled. We returned again to the place where we had left
the helmets. After turning them on again, Karran warned
me that I should rest for a while and continued to talk with
my partner who, from his place, watched everything with
great curiosity.
When Karran again turned his attention to me, I
asked him if I could now talk and see him whenever I
wanted. He told me that seeing him again was no longer
dependent on him. He explained that he couldn’t tell me, at
that moment, whether he would return to our land or not
on the next trip of his people. But whenever one of their
ships were near, the record of my frequency would be
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- It's also important for us to have people in your world who

don’t fear us, he said…
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placed in an assembly that would amplify the waves and

launch them into space. Then I would hear clearly what
was being said to me at the time.
So that I could answer or ask, it would be enough for
me to talk normally. The person who was doing this work
inside the ship would clearly hear everything I was saying.
Only in this way could I know where and when I would
see them again.
I referred again to this liquid, which was offered to us.
And I wondered, if we had taken it, if it would even make
us forget everything. Karran replied that there are people
in whom the liquid doesn’t totally undo the images that
were recorded in his memory or what was said. And when
this happens, both the images obtained and what was said
are meaningless. Images can represent them as monstrous
people, the conversation loses its meaning completely.
There are, however, people who totally forget everything
they have seen and heard. After this explanation he told
me that it was time to go back. I was still holding that little
box, which wasn’t removed from my hands even when I
slept. When I woke up I was without the helmet, without
the bracelet and without my sandals, but the little box was
in my hand. Before everything was turned off, I asked him
again for an object of the ship or perhaps for his personal
use as a reminder of them.
He said that it wasn’t allowed to remove objects from
the ship. I wasn’t very pleased with the answer. We said
goodbye and, soon after, our helmets and everything else
was taken away. While Karran and the other man stored
the helmets, I seized the moment to hide the little box
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under my arm. They returned and we started our way back

home, returning to the same square room where all
previous exams were done again. Once more we went into
that same glass box.
When everything was ready, we headed for the
elevator, which opened automatically with no button on
the wall of the living room.
Then, much calmer and redone from the initial shock,
I was able to more carefully repair other details. The light
from that huge room, where the ships were parked, came
directly from the ceiling, occupying all the space above, as
if it were a big lamp.
As we approached the ship where our car was, I
noticed that it continued with the ladder still lowered. The
man who was with my partner, went up with him in the
front. Then Karran and I head to our car and they helped
us close the doors. Soon after, the man next to my partner
went to the ladder where we had climbed and stepped on a
contact placed at the side of the stairs. It closed imme-
diately, leaving no mark on the floor. It gave me the
impression that there had never been any door there.
Then they climbed the ladder that led them to the top
of that ship, and that entrance into the roof closed as well
as the other. When the light went out, we felt our body
movements heavy, as if an invisible force pressed us
against the car seat.
I'm not sure how long it took this trip back. By my
calculations, it must have lasted between fifteen and thirty
minutes. When the lights came on again, we saw Karran
coming down. He walked over to us, stopped beside me,
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near the car, and held out his right hand as if he was asking
for something. I pretended that I didn’t understand. He
insisted on the gesture. When he realized I might not be
understanding, he pointed it under my arm, where I had
hidden the golden box. I got very embarrassed and put the
little box in his hand. He held it and, looking at me, smiled.
With a smile and a nod, he said goodbye to us, returning to
the top of the ship.
Soon after we felt the same feeling as when we were
caught. The same impression of vacuum. The car was put
on the floor. We were back on land. The ship hovered
above the car, without touching the ground, standing a
little in front of us, about seven meters in height. Since the
night wasn’t too dark, it wasn’t difficult for us to see that
that ladder was lowered again, and, standing over it,
Karran waved his arm indicating the way we should take.
My partner switched on and off the car headlight several
times to show that we had understood. Karran entered,
and shortly thereafter the ship left, at first slowly, shortly
after, he turned on his force field, and in a little more than a
blink of an eye, it turned into a very bright star, and then
disappeared altogether.
Our first experience with people from another planet
had ended here. We stood for some time, standing there in
silence. Then my partner started the car and we left.
Everything was in order. We drove along that narrow,
dangerous dirt road for some time and we didn’t know
what region it was. We continued and found an asphalt
road. We hadn’t been left very far. As soon as we got that
road, we stopped a bit to find out where we were and to
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... Karran moved his arm indicating the way

that we should take...
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get our ideas in order. Then we decided to ride a little, until

we find some signpost that would indicate where we were.
We didn’t drive much time and the road, little by little,
became familiar. Shortly after we found out that we were
on the same road and not far from Belo Horizonte.
We decided to return to Rio de Janeiro, without vis-
iting our friends, because after that event, our desire was to
hurry back home. Our state of mind wasn’t one of the best.
Since it was still night, we didn’t know how long we had
been inside that ship.
Next to the city Conselheiro Lafaiete we stopped at a
gas station to know the time and fuel the car. As soon as we
got to the gas pump, my partner asked the young man who
was serving us about the time and he said it was almost
midnight. We were amazed, because at 11:30 pm we were
standing on the side of the road at Matias Barbosa, which is
about 300 kilometers away. How could all this happen to
us in such a short time? The answer to our doubts came,
then, when my partner asked the boy what day of the week
it was. The answer given to us by the boy was, "If it is after
midnight, it is Thursday, the 15th."
It was there, in that place, that we realized we had
spent two days inside the ship. This fact was so striking to
me that to this day I remember how much we paid at that
station to fill the tank of the car. We traveled all night
talking about what we were going to do when we got
home. What would our life be like? But one thing was
decided. We wouldn’t say anything to anyone until we
were calmed down. That's because I wouldn’t get it
because I was getting stutterer.
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We got home about eight o'clock on the morning of

the 15th. My sister Rita was worried about our delay, since
we had agreed to return the day before. Although we
wanted to show calm, this wasn’t possible. In addition to
being visibly pale, I had a stuttering that didn’t exist be-
fore. With all that, she noticed that something wasn’t right.
So, with great difficulty, I told she what had happened to
us. She laughed a lot, but at last she had to believe what I
was saying, not because the drawing in my hand, but the
fact that I was almost speechless.
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Strange facts and “beings”

Still in 1976 the first strange fact occurred after my

first contact. After we got home, we were a long time
without driving the car, which was parked on the sidewalk
in front of the building where we lived, in Maria Lopes
Street, in Madureira, Rio de Janeiro.
One day, I about two months after contact, we
decided to go to the beach with the children. When we
started to clean the car, we noticed that its bodywork was
different, because when we put the sponge in the paint, in
some places the paint looked like glue, in others it would
come out, as if they were pieces of rubber. When we looked
the engine it was full of green spots, however, when we
turned it on, it worked perfectly.
We went out, me, my partner and my three children.
We went towards Barra da Tijuca. When we arrived in
Taquara Square, as we riding the bend, the driver's side
seat sank, falling to the ground. It was very difficult for my
partner to stop the car, but he managed it without anybody
get hurt. We got very impressed, not because the bank
support had broken, but because of the way it broke: the
metal hadn’t broken, but it was as if it had been stretched
until it broke. We went to an auto shop nearby and when
the mechanic is soldering a new support for the bank, he
made a comment, “these metal alloys are getting weirder.
This looks like it had a rubber mix.
After making this comment, the boy advised us to sell
the car, saying that it was very dangerous.
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We went back home and put the car back on the

sidewalk and watched it. The green patches of the engine
continued to rise. The body was getting softer and softer
that you could make a whole in it with the pressure of the
finger. I didn’t even announce it for sale, but one day at
night, we're all at home when two men came to us asking if
we didn’t want to sell the car. We said that it was very bad,
but they didn’t care, saying that they would only use the
engine to put in a boat. They paid and took the car. The
next day one of them came back to pick up the receipt.
These two men said they discovered our address at a gas
station on the corner of Maria Lopes Street.
For some time we didn’t look for anyone to talk about
the contact with Karran, other than people who knew us
and who were intrigued by my stuttering. For this reason,
sometimes we had to tell these people what had happened
to us. After hearing us, they almost always didn’t believe
and those who believed showed fear. It wasn’t a very good
period.
Three months after the contact, the "O DIA", a news-
paper from Rio de Janeiro, had a report that drew a lot of
attention because of these headlines: "Flying saucers make
a rescue", and there were still other headlines on the same
page that said: "Seven astronauts die on the moon",
"Lawyer, college student and driver seen UFO". We bought
the newspaper, ran home, and carefully read the whole
story, which for us came as a great find, because until that
moment we didn’t know anything about the existence of
groups of people who gathered to talk about their contacts.
At last, we had discovered the first ufological entity of
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Rio de Janeiro. Then, with that newspaper dated April 12,

1976, our hopes of finding a group of people who spoke on
the same subject as we were got strengthened. A place
where we could talk about Karran without noticing the
disbelief or the fear on people's faces, as it had been since
the first time we spoke.
A few days later we discovered the place where this
group get together. We called and arranged to meet with
the group leader for the next day at 2:00 pm at his resi-
dence. When we arrived, we were greeted by the owner of
the house and his wife. We introduced ourselves and we
spoke that we had a two-day contact with people from
another planet and that it was the first time that we spoke
with people who also had contact. Immediately, our host,
who was seated, stood up and went to his room. When he
came back, he had a tape recorder in his hands. He placed
it close to us and started to say, “I'll ask you a few ques-
tions, during the report you will make, for research.”
I asked another question, “what research, teacher?”
“To be sure about the truth of your case!” He explain-
ned.
We began our first report for research. At this time I
had a hard time to speak because of my stuttering. The
owner and his wife had a lot of patience with me and we
recorded from 2:30 pm to 8:00 pm. During the recording, I
noticed his interest in Karran's appearance, his clothes, his
ship. We talked a lot about all this, but it wasn’t tiring. We
were happy, mainly because when we were about to leave,
our host invited us to come to his house the next day
where we would be introduced to the rest of the group and
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we would also attend a meeting where we would again be

in contact with the "beings", a term he used, every time he
referred to people from other planets. We were euphoric, to
the point that we could hardly sleep, because after all, the
next day would be another day of contact for us.
The meeting was scheduled for 7:00 pm, but the
owner of the house asked us to arrive at 6:00 pm, so that he
had time to introduce us to the group, because at 7:00 pm
the "beings" would begin to communicate. Our anxiety was
so great that at 5:30 pm we arrived at his residence. When
we got there, we found several people in the group, who
were already listening to the recording we had made the
day before.
It was then that appeared the first problem: everyone
wanted to know what Karran's message to planet Earth
was. I said there was no message, but they insisted that
probably we still didn’t trust the group to report such a big
secret. I found that subject very strange, because when we
were with Karran, at no point did he say something like
"go tell your people this or that." I didn’t want to think
about it, because there was another one at the moment that
was more important to me.
As for the contact with beings from another planet
that would begin at 7:00 pm, I didn’t know how it would
be done and wasn’t worried about this detail because, for
me, being in contact meant being with them personally or
talking to them through a communication device. For this
reason, this time, I was prepared to ask questions I didn’t
ask in my first contact with Karran.
At 6:50 pm the head of UFO society addressed the
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group saying, “we only have 10 minutes to start our

meeting, we won’t be late, because we know that the
"beings" don’t like to wait. At that moment, the people
outside the house began to enter.
I noticed a sudden change in their behavior, for
everyone began to speak softly, and as they crossed the
room, looking for a place to sit, they walked slowly, trying
not to make any noise. My partner and I sat in one of the
corners of that room, near the exit door. On the wall in
front of me was a medium-sized crucifix and, just below it,
a small table with a white tablecloth. Suddenly I noticed
that everyone in the room was quiet and with their heads
down. At this point, the group leader and his wife dimmed
the light of the environment and walked towards the
crucifix. They stopped and faced it. It was the beginning of
the much-awaited contact for me.
The leader began some prayers, such as the Hail
Mary, the Our Father and the Creed. As everyone prayed,
he took the crucifix from the wall slowly, turning it toward
us. Always slowly and with the cross in his hands, he made
a turn pointing it in the direction of each present. When the
prayers were ending, he placed the crucifix in the center of
that table, and then they stood facing the group. Then they
stood facing each other and greeted each other by bowing
their heads. Then the teacher’s wife sat down and the
teacher still stood, said, “breathe deeply, relax and try to
focus on the "beings" so as not to block the communication
channel.
Then he also sat down, putting his elbows on the table
and his palms on his head.
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In front of him was a pad of paper and a pen. Now

there was a deep silence in that room. Suddenly this silence
was broken with the voice of the host and leader of the
group who said, “I feel the approach of the being.”
At this point, I turned to the door waiting for the
person to come in, but this didn’t happen. I heard only the
teacher's voice saying, “the being wants to communicate
and I'm ready.
I saw when the owner of the house took the pen and
held it in the middle leaving his hands loose and the pen
pointed to the paper that was in front of him.
It didn’t take long and his hand began to tremble.
Then he lowered his pen to the paper and this trepidation
didn’t stop. Quickly, the pen hit the paper leaving it full of
dashes and dots. When two pages were full, the written
contact was over. The leader dropped the pen on the table
and inhaled with force. At this moment, everybody raised
their heads and looked at him who displayed those pages
already detached from the block with a smile of satisfac-
tion and the present sigh and exclaim words of content-
ment like these: "How wonderful! Thank you, God!
Fantastic!” ... I didn’t understand anything. And it all got
even weirder when the head of the group gave the two
pages to his wife, who up to that moment had her eyes
closed, only looking happy. Then I heard again the voice of
her husband, who said, “translate to us, brother, your
message.”
She then opened her eyes and, before translating,
stared at each of the people present, but not at us.
Her gaze passed over each of the presents as if she
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were seeing their souls. Many even looked away. Then, as

if in a trance, she began to read what her husband had
written. In this message the "being" greeted everyone
present, including us. He began by saying that the group
was about to go through a major transformation with the
arrival of new members.
He also said that Karran had been invited to join that
group and had accepted. He talked about other things like
pollution of the planet, atomic energy and the end of time.
But one thing intrigued me a lot. It was the way the "being"
referred to Karran as being a galactic commander. Here is
what he said, “we invited the intergalactic commander,
Karran, to join our group and he accepted.”
Then the owner of the house said that it was up to
him, as leader of the group, to accept his contact or not,
and after that explanation said, “I accept these two people
as members of the group.”
All this made me very confused, because when I was
with Karran, I asked him if he was commander of the ship.
He said no and that he was part of a group of people who
came in order to study our behavior, technical, physical
and mental development, and therefore he wasn’t a com-
mander.
I had no way of responding to this affirmation of this
"being", because everyone there was amazed at what they
had just heard. A great silence was made so that the "being"
could go away. When the housewife returned to normal,
everyone told her the wonderful message they had just
received. Everyone greeted me for being accepted into the
group.
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Then we went to have a snack that the hostess had

prepared for the whole group. As we drank, we became
aware of the group's meeting days and two people almost
summoned us to come. One was a kind of secretary of the
leader and the other was presented to me as one of the
telepaths of the group.
All this was so new to me and those people so
attentive that, even without understanding this kind of
contact, we decided to go back to the next meetings. Every
time the communications ended, they wanted to know if
Karran had spoken telepathically to me. I always said no
because that was what had happened. I didn’t feel any-
thing during the meetings.
One day we were invited to be at the leader's house
on a Sunday afternoon, more precisely at 3 pm, to make a
recording, this time with the presence of other members of
the group. That day, at that time, there weren’t many
people, maybe six or seven. We then began to report to
those people everything that had happened in our first
contact. The head of the group recorded everything we
said, but during the recording something happened that
left me quite amazed. The secretary of the leader began to
speak, and this time he said, “brothers, I’m Karran. I have
come to tell you that you can reveal to the group all that I
forbade you to say. Come on brothers, speak up, I'm here to
give you support so you don’t feel like you're cheating on a
friend.
I looked at my partner and we really didn’t know
what to do because Karran didn’t ask us to say anything to
anyone, but he also didn’t forbid us to say anything. So that
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"Karran" was very strange to us. As we had nothing to say,

I looked at the secretary of the group leader and said, “are
you really Karran?”
He looked at me and said, “don’t you recognize me,
sister Bianca?”
“No, I'm not recognizing you, but if you are really
Karran, tell the group yourself what you forbade us to say.”
At that moment the supposed Karran went up, and it
was the telepath's turn to receive the communication.
This is what he told us, “brethren, I’m Zaran, who
gave you spiritual knowledge within the ship.”
The confusion got even worse, because we hadn’t
known any Zaran inside the ship, only Karran had spoken
to us. When we said this the leader interrupted Zaran's
communication saying, “go up brother, go up, they still
have a lot to learn, they aren’t yet prepared for these
revelations.”
From then on our story went on without any further
interruptions.
We stayed for the evening meeting which, by the way,
would be very important, because the "being" would be
present to touch one of the group members. It was as if it
were the maximum consecration that a member of the
group could have.
The meeting began like all other ones, but this time
there was a difference, for the "being" would be present in
person to touch someone. After the opening ritual I heard
the voice of the leader who said, “the being is approaching.
I ask that everyone here present keep their eyes closed so
that "being" can have more freedom among us. Prepare
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yourself brother, to feel the presence of the "being".

The person who would be consecrated was very
moved, trembling and praying. I had my head down, but I
didn’t close my eyes. For this reason I saw when the owner
of the house came walking to the center of the room saying,
“the being is telling me that he will touch your forehead.
Get ready to feel this touch brother.
There was a brief silence, our host stretched out his
arm and touched his index finger to the boy's forehead,
slightly. After removing his finger he asked, “has the
“being” touched your forehead brother?” And under many
tears of emotion the young man answered yes. Then the
head of the group said that the "being" was saying goodbye
and leaving and that everyone could open their eyes and
raise their heads. When the light was increased I saw how
excited everyone was. They ran to the boy and one of the
group members turned on the tape recorder to get their
testimony.
I confess that nothing there had shocked me so much.
I got up quickly and started to say goodbye.
Everyone insisted that we stay for lunch, but I didn’t
want to, saying that it was late and I had left the children, a
long time ago. On our way home I told my partner what I
had seen.
The next day I returned to the house of the head of
the group and told his wife that I had seen when her
husband had put his finger on the boy's forehead. She tried
to convince me that this was the only way for the "beings"
to be among us. When we realized they had no contact, we
went away to never return.
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In one of those meetings I met a boy named Carlos

Arthur da Rocha, better known as Carlos Sideral, who
started to disclose our case in the ufological environment.
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More disappointments

In 1977, in Rio de Janeiro, I believe that more towards

the beginning of the year I met a lady who at that time was
neophyte “Rosa Cruz” and also frequenting some telepath-
ic groups that claim to be receiving messages of "beings"
from other planets. One day she invited us to go to her
house. We accepted. When we got there, she told us that
she was a researcher too. I didn’t like this revelation be-
cause this meant having to tell our contact to a researcher
one more time. Anyway, we told the story again. Eve-
rything went well. She seemed to have liked what she had
just heard. We made friends, and on several occasions we
returned to her house.
One day, while she was preparing lunch, she told us
about her contact with an extraterrestrial named Buller,
saying that almost every night he would come with his
ship, stop by her apartment, and then talk to her tele-
pathically. I didn’t know how these telepathic contacts
were made, but I had had previous experiences with
telepaths, which displeased me greatly, because I knew
they were lying to force us to speak things they thought
my partner and I were hiding. I don’t usually discredit
people, and it wouldn’t be hers that I would doubt, even
though I found it all very strange, for she explained that it
was enough to close her eyes to be in touch with the
"beings." But this detail didn’t disturb our friendship.
One day when we visited her, we found her very
distressed, because there would be a UFO meeting in Rio
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de Janeiro where the researchers would give lectures, a

group of judges would evaluate some works and the best
one would receive a prize in cash. She wanted to run, but
she had no idea to develop a theme, and that day we spent
most of the time searching for a theme so she could present
a work and run for the prize. Then came up with the idea
of presenting as a theme the accident of the Earth and the
origin of man, as Karran had told me. We then proceeded
to develop the idea, I started to relate the two subjects and
my partner noting what I said. When she saw the two texts,
she liked it, and so for the next three days we returned to
her house to help her with the text. When it was ready, she
took it to be recorded. Then she made a tape assembly with
slides. It was a long work, but it was worth it.
Finally the day of the meeting arrived. She got very
nervous before the performance because several works had
already been presented, one of them, really very good, on
the stones of Ica. But, everything went well. When she was
called in to present the work, she made a small introduc-
tion to thank the people who had contributed to her, citing
my name, the name of my partner, and also Karran's,
whom she thanked in the following manner, “I want to
thank the extraterrestrial Karran for bringing new
knowledge about the origin of man to our land.”
She didn’t win the first prize, but the work was very
much applauded. I'm not sure, but it seems to me that she
got the third place, because the first was with the research-
er who showed his discoveries about the stones of Ica, and
the researcher Paulo Fernandes, better known as Paulo da
Baía, second, with a movie of a flying saucer made by him
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and his team. Our friend didn’t like the third place very
much, but from that meeting she became well-known in
the ufological environment, and then invited to show her
work in several places.
I moved to Belo Horizonte, staying away from many
meetings in Rio de Janeiro, but the impression that the
work had left was so good that General Uchoa, when he
held the first International Congress of Ufology in Brasilia
in 1979, invited me to close it: me, my partner and our
friend.
That was when the first surprise came. She had
brought along several tapes from the work we had done
together and was selling those tapes without our permis-
sion. But the worst was yet to come. The moment she
presented the work to the audience there, my name, my
partner's name, and Karran's name were not even menti-
oned. This time she said she received this message from
such commander Buller of the flying saucers.
Ms. Irene and General Uchoa didn’t like the lady's
attitude and condemned her as betrayal by promising me
to solve the problem. I only know that she hasn’t stopped
and continues to sell recorded copies of our work to this
day as a telepathically received message.
At that time I was asking myself the following ques-
tion: Do these frustrations happen to all the people who
have contact or only with me? Today I know how to
distinguish between an actual, necessarily physical contact
and the so-called "telepathic contacts". As my contact was
and is physical I believed that the contacts that people said
they had were equally true. It was the experience that
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taught me to separate one thing from the other.

Our "friend" only came to the conclusion that her
contact with Karran was imaginary, the day she said she
had received a message that she was going to marry an
American she already knew. As her intended didn’t want
to marry her, this "Karran" guided her "telepathically" so
that she would take him to a place of my property near
Belo Horizonte. There, this "Karran" would talk to the boy
personally so that he would accept the marriage. But as
telepathic predictions are hardly confirmed, this time it
was no different.
All this occurred before the disappointment I experi-
enced at the Brasília Congress, but I already suspected that
her "contact" with Karran was not true. But anything I said
might sound like spite. For this reason I didn’t doubt the
veracity of those "messages" from Karran. My suspicion
was founded. After all, Karran had once told me that there
is no marriage in his world.
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A voice from space

In January of 1976 I had my first contact with Karran.

At that time I expressed my desire to continue to see him.
Even though this desire was strange, he accepted and said
that it was also important for them to have people on our
planet who didn’t fear them. But for the possibility of a
meeting, I would have to submit to a record of my brain-
waves, so that, through these waves, they could locate me
and, in this way, speak to me wherever I was.
Although he had told me that this process was
painful, I accepted it. So the record of my brain waves and
frequency was made. Also at that time he told me that
these waves would be placed in a device that would
expand them and launch them in space, whenever they
wanted to talk to me. Karran also informed me that when
the waves were launched I would hear them clearly, and to
answer or ask a few questions, it would be enough for me
to speak normally. He also told me that I couldn’t talk to
them when I wanted to, because I had no wave’s record
from any of them and no devices to launch them. And that
would be the only way we could get in touch with them.
Four months after my first contact with Karran, he
asked another person to talk to me using my brain waves
and frequency. I got very frightened because before I could
hear anything, I felt as if my head were being held tight by
an invisible force. Along with this pressure I began to hear
a sound that wasn’t part of the environment in which I
was. This day I was in my house, sitting in the living room,
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watching television with my youngest daughter Franciane,

who at the time was two years and six months old. In my
house there were other people: maestro Sebastião de Oli-
veira, Manoel de Oliveira (maestro’s brother), José Moreira
e Souza, several other people. It was just past 8 o'clock in
the evening because the TV show named "Fantastico" was
starting.
When my daughter slept, I got up to lay her on the
bed. As I passed the hall I heard someone call me. I went
back and asked everyone, who had called me. They said no
one had called me. I went back to the bedroom. When I
came in, I heard my name again. I was a little afraid, but I
was quiet. When I was putting my daughter in the crib, I
heard my name for the third time. Then I began to call for
everyone present, saying that there was a ghost inside the
room and that she was calling my name.
Everyone was scared and so was I. Everyone spoke at
the same time, but the noise didn’t stop me from hearing
my name being pronounced. And it was in the middle of
this noise that I heard Karran’s name be pronounced. The
person said that Karran had asked her to contact me
through the record that had been made. At this point I
looked at my friends saying, “It's not a ghost. It's the
people from another planet that's talking to me!”
Everyone looked at me and I felt disbelief on their
faces, but I didn’t worry, because at that moment the most
important thing was to know what Karran had told me. It
was also very important to know who was talking to me.
As I spoke, everyone stared at me with frightened com-
ments. From time to time, I asked them to shut up, but as
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everything I said was heard inside the ship, that voice

asked me what was going on. I said there were a lot of
people in my house and they were not believing what they
were seeing, so they made a lot of noise. It was then that
the person who was communicating with me said that she
was going to turn off the device, but that I should tell
people to leave my house to watch them pass, because they
were just above the place where I lived. When I said this,
they all laughed, but didn’t stop occupying the windows of
my apartment.
A large light lit up just above the building where I
lived, staying for a few seconds. Soon afterwards he in-
creased in intensity and went towards Barra da Tijuca,
passing over Jacarepaguá. Wherever it passed, all the lights
went out. The neighborhood of Madureira, where I lived at
the time, stayed for more than an hour without light. That
night among my friends the situation was this: some were
laughing nervously, while others were crying, I think of
fear or emotion. But this was not the only time they talked
to me using this process.
On December 4, 1976 they spoke again, and this time
they said, “in contact with Corb, this statement to make it
reach you. Make note. I have time. Counting common
times (36 days). Follow future communications. You will
find Zirr, who will take you to Karran. Zirr, Earth contact,
go alone.” I confess that I was quite happy to know that,
once again, I would see Karran. And this time, without
fear. This left me with a boundless anxiety and I confess
that never, in my whole life, did the month take so long to
pass.
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I told several people that, quite close, I would be with

Karran once more. Everyone wanted to go together to see
him. These people said that if I took them to this meeting,
they would change their lives, would live to learn from
Karran and spread what they learned. They made me
believe that they were really willing to do a job. I was
thrilled by the interest they showed in meet him. That's
why when they came back to me to tell me where I should
go to the meeting, I mentioned people's interest in going
with me. But the answer went on, “come alone." I then had
a meeting at my house with all those people to inform
them of the impossibility of taking them at this meeting.
The disappointment was almost total, as only three of our
friends believed and accepted the decision that Karran had
made: J. Moreira, Carlos Sideral and Maurício, who at that
time worked with Carlos. The day I made the meeting, I
asked everyone who had a car if they would lend me, in
case I needed to meet Karran. Everyone's response was the
same. They would only lend me the car if they were
together. I was worried about this, however, one day before
the contact, I was able to buy with pre-dated checks, at a
Jacarepaguá agency, a light blue Impala, in good condition.
The day after the meeting, Carlos Sideral returned to
my house bringing a letter along with other things to be
delivered to Karran. The day the meeting was confirmed,
my partner and I went to Carlos's workplace to let him
know that the meeting would be that day. He volunteered
to assist us in whatever was necessary, even he went to the
house of one of his friends got a camera and handed to us
saying, “just in case they allow you take a picture.”
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“Preolak”

After all these preparations we left for the meeting.

Me, my partner and my youngest daughter went to
Teresópolis, in Rio de Janeiro, because the region indicated
by them was that one. When we got there, it was night. We
stayed in the designated place waiting for the person who
was supposed to arrive to take us to the place where
Karran's ship would land. I knew this person would come
and talk to us, because if she didn’t show up, I would know
there would be no meeting. So we stayed inside the car, for
a long time, in the place they had designated, in an incred-
ible darkness, in which, from time to time, a mist came
down.
About nine o'clock, we saw a small spot in the sky,
which looked like a plane flashlight, and that's exactly
what we thought it was. My partner had the camera ready
to use at any moment. Shortly after, where was the bright
spot, a more intense light appeared, which remained so for
some time. My partner took a picture before that glow
went away, staying for a few minutes without giving any
sign of life again. In the meantime, we were already
thinking that it wasn’t them, because when they spoke to
me for the last time, they let me know that when they
arrived they would give three signs of light so that we
would know that they were already present. When a
second light signal was sent to us, my partner took another
picture and at the third sign, I was the one who took the
picture.
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We continued to follow all the instructions I had

received. My partner took the flashlight and made the
same signal, switch it on and off for three times. Every-
thing was running exactly as it had been determined, but
one detail was still missing, the most important; the person
who should have been waiting for us and who would take
us to the meeting place, hadn’t yet appeared.
We were in the car and we closed all the windows,
because I was very scared. It wasn’t the fear of the people
on the ship, but of the people here, because a man and a
woman, completely unprotected, in a car with a baby
sleeping in a wild place where only the toads' croaking was
heard, was really a very dangerous situation.
Suddenly, a man appeared in the middle of that
darkness. I say he appeared because we weren’t hearing
noise of footsteps approaching. Suddenly he was standing,
near the car, on the side of my partner knocking on the
car’s glass slowly. My partner opened the window a little
and asked what he wanted. He asked if we were going to
east. We immediately said yes, as I had been instructed. In
order for me to be sure that he was the right person, they
told me that after saying "yes" I should ask if he knew the
meaning of the word "PREOLAK". If this person said no,
then I would know he wasn’t who I was expecting. The
hard part of all this is that they hadn’t given me the
meaning of this word. But he told me that "PREOLAK"
meant Karran's contact.
My partner then turned on the car's internal light and
invited him to come in. He came around behind the car
and got in, sat down in front of me and introduced himself
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this way, “I'm Zirr, ground contact.”

He turned to me and said, “you're Bianca, Karran's
contact.”
Then pointing to my partner, he also said his name.
I was amazed by the fact that he even knew our
names and when I would ask how he knew us it wasn’t
possible because Zirr was already telling us to go ahead
with the car. Because of this I didn’t want to be inoppor-
tune by asking such a question and I preferred to remain
silent.
I think we drove more than a kilometer. Suddenly Zirr
asked my partner to park and wait for his return outside
the car, with nothing in his hands. Without speaking
nothing more, he walked, disappearing into the darkness
of the night. Everything was done as he had said. We
stayed there, waiting for Zirr's return, about an hour.
Our attention was focused on the sky, because we
expected the ship come and descend close to us. But
between one glance and another, I saw a phosphorescent
white figure coming down the road. Immediately I stopped
thinking about Karran, the ship, everything else that had
brought us to that place and said only one word to my
partner, “ghost!”
And as soon as I said this word, I ran to the car door.
But when I remembered that Zirr had asked us to stay
outside, it was done.
The figure was getting closer and closer to us, and my
fear was increasing. When he was very close, about fifty
meters away, the bright figure stopped and lit a flashlight
of white light. We saw, then, that he wasn’t alone, Zirr was
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with him. I breathed in relief. It was only then that we saw,

with astonishment, that the man in white clothes who had
so frightened me was Karran. I was so amazed at what I
had just seen that I began to laugh, and turning to Zirr, I
said to him, “you almost scared the hell out of me! These
Karran clothes gleaming in the dark made me think he was
a ghost.” As I said this, Karran greeted us with a nod and
the same smile I already knew well. We, who were full of
homesickness, reached out to shake hands, in our tradi-
tional way. He, however, didn’t touch our hands.
When we noticed that our gesture wasn’t recipro-
cated, my partner and I exchanged glances, and we saw
that, at least apparently, we had made a mistake. Immedi-
ately we undo this gesture. When I was asking Zirr about
the ship, Karran came very close to me, looked at my hair
for a few seconds, then put one of his hands over my head
and, with my hair among his fingers, he moved his hand to
one side to the other, messing it all up. I think the impulse
to touch my hair might have had something to do with the
first time he saw me, because at that first meeting I was
bald. Karran has very straight hair and must have had the
impulse to touch on mine, which is curled up. But while
Karran was touching my hair, Zirr told me that the ship
wasn’t there, it had gone up.
I asked if, like the first time, we would be taken inside
the ship, because I needed to talk to Karran and since he
didn’t speak our language and neither did we, I thought
that without the aircraft's devices it would be impossible to
communicate. Zirr's reply was short but very positive,
telling me that the reason he was there was precisely so
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that through him we could talk to Karran and vice versa.

It was only after this explanation that I turned my
attention to him, because until that moment, my gaze was
turned to the figure of Karran. I wondered how Zirr would
have learned that language. How long did he have to
spend with Karran to learn. Because he didn’t have that
pompous way that people here often have, when they
know something. I say this because Zirr didn’t seem to be
an expert at anything. For me, he was an ordinary man in
black pants and a black shirt. His hair was blond and his
red beard wasn’t shaved and stood out on his pale skin. I
didn’t want to say anything at the moment, but I was
intrigued by the fact that Zirr, looking like a simple man,
could speak the language of Karran. But these doubts
quickly disappeared because, as I thought so, he was
already translating Karran's first words to us, wanting to
know everything that had happened during the year. The
question that was translated by Zirr started our dialogue.
“How have you been this year? Have you talked
about us with a lot of people?” Asked Karran.
I told him that I had talked to a lot of people.
“And how did the others get what you said?” He
asked.
“When people don’t belong to any religious sect, they
seem to understand more easily. There are also those that
don’t accept in any way. But a lot of people get together in
groups to talk about you and it was in one of these groups
that I had an explanation that didn’t coincide with what
you told me. You told me you are from another planet and
this group told me that you belong to another dimension.
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They explained to me about a parallel universe and said

that you live there. According to the members from one of
these groups you are people from the future who, from
time to time, return to the past to communicate with us.”
“Dimensions exist, they are vibrational frequencies of
the universe. We, humans, belong to two of them, physics,
which is the one in which we are and the other, in which
we were created. Can’t you see I have a body? Therefore, I
belong to this dimension of the universe, material,” ex-
plained Karran.
“This dimension, in which we were created as you
said, is the spiritual world?” I asked.
When Zirr translated this question to Karran, he
didn’t answer me in words, but nodded.
I spoke about a spiritist person who became aware of
our contact through a researcher and that one day that
person came to my house to let me know that he had
spoken to Karran through a medium of the “centro
espírita”1 to which he belonged. I asked him if this was
possible.
“No, this isn’t possible. Your bodies couldn’t resist our
presence. We belong to another solar system. So we have a
different energy origin from you,” replied Karran.
We talked about a lot of people we had met that year,
but one of them was specially mentioned. I think it was
because of the special way in which he always treated our

1
Centro espírita: place where works involving mediums and spirits are
realized.
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case, the affection he always showed for the people from

other planets, the courageous manner in which he di-
vulged the subject. Then I handed Karran a large envelope,
containing what Carlos Sideral had sent him by us. It was
an envelope containing a magazine from S.B.D.V. Socie-
dade Brasileira de Estudos sobre Discos Voadores
(Brazilian Society of Studies on Flying Saucers), a booklet
with one of his songs, because Carlos is a composer, and in
this same pamphlet was written just below the song: "The
flying saucers exist, their crew are peaceful, have our
morphology (with some exceptions) and want alliance with
us. There are thousands of inhabited planets. Instructions:
If you, in the wilderness, come across a flying saucer, don’t
run or attack. Make gestures to attract it. Don’t approach
your magnetic field, wait for the crew member to leave the
ship. Be dignified and friendly because at this moment you
represent your planet Earth."
But among these and other things was one that I
found the most important of all, a letter he wrote to Karran.
Carlos had asked us to read the letter to him and had
expressed a desire to have, if possible, a handwritten re-
sponse by Karran in his own language.
Everything was done as Carlos had asked, and Karran
was quite pleased with Carlos's attitude and agreed to
respond his letter. Then Karran and Zirr looked closely at
the contents of the magazine. I noticed that they made
comments on the content of the magazine, because, one
time or another, when they went through certain illustra-
tions, they talked excitedly. But what they said, I didn’t
understand and Zirr didn’t translate for us. After they had
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seen all those things that Carlos had sent them, they asked
us about the people who makes that magazine and we
actually only talked about one of them because we didn’t
know the others. But all we knew about it, we told them.
I also told Karran about the psychologist who had
been in my house a few days before, along with three other
friends belonging to another society of researchers from
Petrópolis. In the course of the interview, a subject had
come up about the Sun. I related as I had previously heard
from Karran, the existence of various suns, their energies
and their positions in space. But I didn’t know how to
explain them in a scientific language. I told him that the
psychologist had reacted with a remark I didn’t like at all.
The psychologist had said that all people who claim to
have traveled in flying saucers are people with a lack of
study, and the things about science they say they have
heard from the crew are all without logic to our science.
After this comment, the psychologist asked me if they, the
aliens, keep in touch with me. I answered yes, even though
it wasn’t frequent. And he had reacted thus, “so tell them,
when they communicate, that they take one of our scien-
tists, so that our man can teach them our science. Because
what people say they have learned from them doesn’t have
the slightest logic.”
I naturally felt insulted by what the man had said,
and in reporting this fact to Karran I asked him for further
explanations. Without showing any sign of offense, he
responded to this attack by saying like this, “you shouldn’t
worry about what people think and say about you, because
in your land there are few people who can understand us.
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When we receive authorization for a new contact, we will

take care that this is done with someone well-respected in
the science of your planet because, being infinite the uni-
verse, who knows this man has something to teach us,”
said Karran.
“Karran, a lot of people wanted to come and talk to
you, why didn’t you let them come?” I asked.
“These people didn’t want to see me. They wanted to
know if you were telling the truth,” he replied. I told him
that they were really interested in seeing him, and not only
that, they wanted to learn from him too, and they were
willing to change their lives, if that was necessary, to see
him. At my insistence he told me that if those people really
wanted to learn from them, it would be enough if we could
find a place far from the city where we would work and
live. So he, Karran, would come whenever he could to talk
to us and certainly guide us in whatever was necessary.
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Self-consciousness:
the technique of achievement

Our conversation continued.

“Karran, do you travel at the speed of light?”
“No! Was his reply.
Very excited I began to report to Karran that I was
already getting out of the body. When Zirr translated my
words, he looked at me and said, “already? So tell me,
what happened during your exits from your body?”
I told him that I would lie down after doing both the
breathing and the glands exercises and began to make the
numbers from ten to zero, as he had taught me. I told him
that, however, in the last few months, it wasn’t necessary
for me to do the numbers until the end, for I was already
out of my body seeing and hearing things before finishing
the series of numbers. I also told him that I had seen many
beautiful things like flying saucers, people from other
planets, places and fantastic scenes. I told him that I had
also seen many things that frightened me, so I would go
back to my body in fear even opening my eyes.
Karran asked how I felt about the body at that mo-
ment. If even in another environment I would notice if
someone approached my body, if someone knocked on the
door of my house I listened. I said I heard it all, not just
listening, I felt it too. And what was most annoying was the
little itches that I sometimes felt in my body, because they
pulled me out of concentration and relaxation to scratch
them.
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When Zirr translated the comment that Karran made

from my experiences, I was disappointed, for he was
saying that I had never left my body. He explained that
what had happened to me was the release of the images
retained in my subconscious. At this point I, still very
disappointed, told him, “ah! Karran! I'm so sorry! My
partner is right, I have no spirit! I must be only physical
body!”
When my partner heard what Karran was saying to
me and realized my disappointment, he laughed victori-
ously, for he had forbidden me even to speak of these
exercises, using the following argument, "if this exercise
were a really good thing for us, Karran would have taught
them to me, that I’m a man who has always studied the
things of God, a man who has a certain knowledge, not a
simple woman, who has no knowledge of anything, who
doesn’t have the primary course, and then why Karran
would give this knowledge, if it really exists, in the hand of
an inferior being?" And using chapters and Bible verses, he
tried to prove to me that I, as a woman, were inferior to
him, a man chosen by God to rule about everything that
exists here. But I was always very stubborn and did the
exercises often hidden in the bathroom or when he wasn’t
at home. But soon my partner's smile faded as Karran said
he was going to teach me how to do the exercises.
Zirr asked me to walk to the front of the car. Karran
stood facing me, and accompanied me in respiratory work.
Corrected my posture, position of the arms and hands, the
inclination of the head back, the time of air retention in the
lungs and how to release it. I noticed a big difference
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between the exercise, the way I was doing it, and the way I
was doing it at the moment. This difference was physical.
My whole body warmed, my hands got heavy and tin-
gling.
I asked why these reactions. Karran said the warming
of the body was due to the cleaning of the lungs. He ex-
plained that this cleaning improves and oxygenates the
body better and that this oxygenation also improves our
circulation, increasing the energizing of our body. As for
the weight on the hands, it was due to blood pressure. The
tingling was caused by the opening of the energy inputs
that are normally blocked in the hands.
Then we began to do the work of developing the
glands. Karran reached out and asked me to do the same.
Then he asked me to look at the tip of my index finger and
slowly move my finger until it touched the center of my
forehead. With my finger on my forehead, I should then
make a rotating motion, so that the energy accumulated in
my hand could be used by my glands. Then I should undo
that movement at the same speed and only look away from
the tip of my finger when this work was complete. Karran
asked me to repeat this same process seven times: moving
my finger to the forehead, touching it, massaging it, and
slowly turning my finger, until I fully extend my arm
without looking away.
Then Karran asked me to close my eyes and move
them in the same way as before, which, converging
towards the center of the forehead, held them in this
position for five seconds and then released them back to
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... Karran stood facing me, and accompanied me in respiratory

work ...
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the normal position. This work would also have to be done

seven times and, in making this last move, I should already
be lying down with my belly up. The palms should also be
facing upward. Karran clarified that I would know if I was
doing this exercise properly when I perceived an inner
flash and that this inner luminosity was the energetic
discharge that promoted the contact of one gland with
another.
Then he said, “now let's do the most important job:
the activation of inactive areas of the brain.” He asked me
to close my eyes and keep them that way. Then he told me
to look at the dark screen that was forming in front of me
and explained that although we have the feeling that it is in
front of us, it isn’t, because it is formed in the same way
that the images we see when we have our eyes open
(internally).
He then asked me to do the first number of the series
on this screen: the number 10. Since this number is com-
posed of two figures, I would have to divide it by placing
the number 1 on my left side and the number 0 on the right
side. I tried to make them pretty, as I had been doing, but I
was interrupted by him. Karran explained that I shouldn’t
throw them on this screen, that I shouldn’t see them there,
as I was seeing, but what I should do was build them there
on that screen. He explained that just as the number 10 was
divided, the number 1 on the left side and the number 0 on
the right side of my brain, the other numbers would also
have to be. He divided the series of numbers, beginning
with the number 10 and ending with the 0, into three
groups, in this way:
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Left side of the screen: 1, 4, 3 and 2.

Right side of the screen: 0, 9, 7 and 6.
As for the third group, which is composed of
numbers 8, 5, 1 and 0, Karran explained that these numbers
should cross the brain and that these were the only ones
that could have their movements and construction going
through the sets that form our nervous bundle. Thus, the
number 8 should be built on the screen horizontally and
with amplitude in the construction movements. The
number 5 should also be composed of extensive construc-
tion movements so that, like the number 8, it could work
the right and the left side of the brain. But the 5 as well as
the other numbers of the third group should be construc-
ted in the screen in the vertical position.
The movements that Karran make to demonstrate
while Zirr translated, can be better visualized and under-
stood through illustration on the next page. Karran also
explained that each number should be worked for a
minute, and that the number of times I would build each
number within that minute would be determined by my
physical rhythm. Each person, Karran said, has its own
rhythm and this rate is determined by the number of brain
impulses per minute.
The number 0, which determines the end of the series
of numbers, I should work like all the others, but at the end
of a minute I would add one more movement to the
spinning motion with which the number 0 is made. While
the spinning motion of the number 0 were processed, I
should mentally count from 0 to 3 and at the end of the
third number, mentally throw out from this screen, the
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Distribution of the construction of numerical forms on the left

and right sides of the dark screen that forms in front of us when
we are with our eyes closed.
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energy rings that form with the construction of the number

0. With this movement of casting these rings of energy, I
would be determining my way of conscious exit out of my
physical body, for these rings of energy, after being thrown
out of our physical body, become an output channel of the
physical frequency and input in extraphysical frequency.
In order to get back to my body, it would be enough
to get closer to my physical body, which would draw me to
him again. So I should reverse the movement of the
number 0 to stop it altogether, so that I, being in my body,
didn’t begin to lose the energy that is indispensable to me
in my daily functioning. I asked him how long I should
remain in building this exit channel. He told me that for 30
to 40 minutes it was a good time. I asked Karran, whether
these exercises had already been taught to anyone or
whether it was the first time this was done. He replied that
these exercises had been taught several times, but people
have always modified and adapted, over time, the purpose
of this work, which is self-awareness.
During all the time I was learning the exercises from
Karran, my partner leaned against the door of the car,
without saying a word. I don’t know whether to be angry,
because I was talking to Karran about a subject he had
forbidden me to mention, or because he knew as much as I
do that Karran doesn’t speak to two people at the same
time. Karran and Zirr moments later, went to my partner.
They were to see the drawings that had been made by
Carlos Sideral, at the request of the research group of
which Dr. Walter Bülher was one of the members, S.B.D.V.
Before they opened the folder I wanted to clear up a
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question with Zirr. I pulled him by the arm and asked if he

knew what self-consciousness was.
“Self-consciousness is you knowing who you are,
what you are, and why you are,” replied Zirr. I looked at
him and said confidently, “ah, but this I know Zirr! Does
Karran think I don’t know who I am?”
Then Zirr saw that I hadn’t understood his words. He
was already close to me but he stood facing me, put his
hands on my shoulders and said, “no Bianca, it isn’t this
awareness we are talking about, but another, another kind
of knowledge. Who you are isn’t limited to who you are
now, but it’s also who you were before this now, in past
lives. What you are is a study that you will do about your
physical body so that you can master it. And because you,
it’s the understanding you acquire from past lives, from
mastery over your body, and you will probably understand
in the future, why even this moment now.
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Strange anatomy

Soon after this dialogue, they began to see the

drawings we had made of the things we saw on the ship
when we first met. Zirr was very close to me, and every
time Karran switched on the flashlight, I stared into his
face. He looked tired, dejected, and this made me worried.
I wanted to help him, mainly because he seemed to be sick.
But at that moment, I didn’t say anything.
Zirr was translating, from Karran to my partner, an
answer about the position of the woman on his planet.
Karran explained that on his planet, as in all other inhab-
ited planets, woman has always had a prominent position
among men, a position that is recognized by men due to
the instinct of preservation of the species. Having all the
senses which are peculiar to men, it has been given her the
instinct for the preservation of the species which requires
rapid reasoning. That is why in all lands the woman occu-
pies a position that here in your land would be understood
as a position of superiority.
Despite all the clarity of Zirr's translation, my partner
seemed to understand nothing, for instead of listening and
learning, he questioned and argued everything that Karran
was telling him. They talked for a long time about this.
When they were finished, I asked Zirr if he was tired. He
said no and wanted to know what was bothering me. I told
him I wasn’t worried about anything, but I asked another
question, now wondering if he was sick, because that was
what worried me.
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Soon after this dialogue, they began to see the drawings we had
made of the things we saw on the ship when we first met.
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“Yes, I'm sick,” replied Zirr.

“Have you gone to a doctor? Already doing treat-
ment?”
“No, I didn’t go to the doctor and I'm not even taking
any treatment,” he explained.
In the face of his replies, I thought that he probably
didn’t have the money to make a treatment, for that reason,
he hadn’t gone to see a doctor. And it was thinking in this
way that I offered to help him, since I was there with a car
and some money. I offered to take him to a doctor after
Karran left. He refused telling me he couldn’t go to the
doctor. I told him not to worry about money because we
would shell out all the expenses, and if he had to spend a
few days in the city for exams he would be staying at my
house. But he, once again, refused help.
I thought his refusal was due to his having a family
and having to support them. I asked him if this was the
reason for the refusal, because if this was the reason, my
partner and I would do what we could to help him. I told
him that the favor he was giving us at that moment could
never be paid, and all we could do was little. However, he
replied that this wasn’t the reason, explaining the real
reason was that if he entered a hospital, he wouldn’t leave.
He also explained that he had no family and we didn’t
have to worry about him because he would be all right
soon.
I kept thinking he was one of these people who are
afraid of doctors or don’t like them because this is very
common with people working in the field. But something
was wrong with Zirr in my understanding. He didn’t strike
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me as one of those people who are afraid of doctors. Nor

did look like a person who always lived in the country. I
had reason to think this way because, although he had
simple clothes and hair and a beard needed to be shaved,
he didn’t look like a country man. Firstly because he didn’t
speak as such and his accent was foreign. But even so, I
wanted to help him, and since he refused to go to the
doctor with me, I didn’t say about it anymore, and I asked
him what he was feeling so I could do something or give
him some help, comment with a doctor his symptoms and
see what he could have.
It was then that, seeing that I was really worried about
him, he told me what had happened to him. He said that
one night, when he was preparing for contact, when he
climbed a rock, he got off balance and fell, hurting himself
a lot. But the worst had happened to his head, which in the
fall suffered a heavy blow, wounding itself inside. As in the
accident his communicator broke apart, he had no means
of communicating with his people.
But they asked for help from the ships that were
coming to this place, and, as you can see, Karran is here,
and with your presence, I'm sure I'll soon be all right. But
since you're worried, I think you must wonder why I had
to wait to be treated. I couldn’t go to one of your doctors
for this reason. Saying this, he pulled the sleeve of his shirt
up, leaving half of his arm uncovered, and with the help of
the flashlight he showed me one of the reasons why he
couldn’t have anyone's help. At first, I didn’t see anything
unusual in his arm, but Zirr insisted that I take a good
look, and this time he himself showed me the difference
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between them and us.

The difference was in the bloodstream of his body.
Their veins weren’t the same as ours, vertically; they’re
horizontal. This left me with a kind of malaise. Not that I
was afraid of Karran or Zirr, but the fact was that I had
never imagined that one person could be different from the
other, physically. But Zirr's reasons hadn’t ended there
with that detail. Another revelation left me as amazed as
the first one. He said he had two hearts and he didn’t feel
any pain at all. After these revelations Zirr asked me if I
still thought he should have gone looking for a doctor. I
was obliged to agree with him, because if a person like Zirr
were examined by one of our doctors, I don’t think he
would easily leave the hospital, because surely a person
like him must be an endless source of questions without
answers to our science.
I asked if Karran was also physically equal to Zirr and
why this difference between him and us. Karran was
already interested in what Zirr and I were talking about,
and after Zirr translated my words to him, he answered me
about the physical differences between people:
“The reason of some being tall and others small,
depends on the gravity of each planet. When the gravity is
very great, its inhabitants are low and when the gravity is
low they are high, but the atmospheric pressure of each
planet is what makes people different from each other in
their physical constitution, as in the case of Zirr, who has
two blood valves, and horizontal circulation. But there are
people who have two blood valves, but with circulation
equal to yours and mine. There are others whose blood
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valve is quite small, much smaller than their bloodstream,”

said Karran referring to what we call heart. “On planets
whose people are tall, due to low gravity,” Karran contin-
ued, “the number of bones in his body also varies for more,
as in my case.”
This explanation from Karran left me confused. How
could then Zirr, since he wasn’t from here, with so different
physical constitution, to live among us? It was almost
unintentionally that I asked this question whose the ex-
planation was given me by Zirr as follows:
“When I was about to make this trip, I remained in a
closed chamber for some time. In this chamber the envi-
ronment was regulated every day until the pressure and
atmospheric conditions were the same as your planet. I was
then adapted to these conditions. My blood valves had to
be lowered in their pulsations, so I could feel myself good
sucking your air. I received a regulator to be put on my
nose every night to prevent my lungs from getting dam-
aged. This, however, is a complicated process, difficult for
you to understand now.”
I asked him if these conditions of each planet also had
influence on the color of the skin, the eyes and the hair? He
simply told me that this wasn’t dependent on gravity or
atmospheric pressure.
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Light and energy

I asked Zirr if I could ask some questions at the

request of researchers. He said yes. We then had the
following dialogue:
Bianca – “Karran, do you reproduce like us? Through
the sex act?”
Karran – “This instinct has been given to us so that
the physical life could exist. The act of reproduction is part
of everything that lives and moves on the face of the
planets. If this act weren’t necessary, there would be no
reproduction cycles.
B – “Do you dematerialize yourselves on your planets
and materialize here or not? The channels in the space you
said are where you can go when you are dematerialized?”
K – “We don’t use dematerialization and materializa-
tion as a means of locomotion through space. This process
put at risk the molecular structure of the body.”
B – “So what is the fuel you use to travel through
space?”
K – “We don’t use fuel. We capture from space the
energy that drives our ships.”
B – “Karran, the light travels in space at what speed,
for you?”
K – “We don’t consider that light travels through
space. We rather think that the energy that comes from the
light is that it travels through space.”
B – “But the light has a speed, doesn’t it?”
K – “Within your reach, it has the speed we want,
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because we dominate it.”

Saying this, he picked up his flashlight and showed
me, in practice, what he was talking about. Then showing
me the range of light from that flashlight, he went on to say
that if the light traveled through space we wouldn’t have
night, because the brightness of the day would expand and
spread throughout the planet's surface, regardless of its
movements. He cited one more example: if he went to the
moon and lit that flashlight, we would be able to one day
see this point of light coming to us. I told him that I didn’t
think so. He asked me another question, “but what if you,
through lenses, increase your ability and field of vision? Is
it possible to observe this light?” He asked me.
“I think if I increased my ability to see, I went to it,” I
said.
It was then he said that we study everything, but we
don’t study human capacity.
We talked about other things, but he and Zirr encour-
aged us to get in our car so we could leave, because they
should wait for the ship that would come to get them. We
said goodbye with the promise that Karran would talk to
us again whenever possible. When we were on the main
highway, we presumed our meeting had lasted over two
hours. And at that moment, I had nothing to do but thank
God for I was alive, witnessing everything that, for most
people, doesn’t exist, but for me, it is something as real as
my own existence.
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A place to learn

When I met Karran for the second time, I commented

with him the great interest that several people showed in
meeting him. He didn’t agree with me, but as I argued with
him about this interest, I was shown a way for all those
people to have the opportunity to meet him, learn from
him and enjoy with me this contact that is so important to
me.
Karran suggested to me, on this occasion, that I,
together with all those people, should find a place away
from the large residential centers and move there. There
we would work and live, and he, Karran, would visit us,
talk to us, and teach us whenever possible.
Among the things he could teach us was: how to
make my similar a brother, how to treat illness, how to feed
properly, how not to grow old, and, most importantly, how
to survive the death of the body.
When I arrived at my house, in Rio de Janeiro, I had a
meeting with all those people who wanted to participate
with me in the second contact, but I had my first disap-
pointment. They were willing to do anything to see Karran,
but they didn’t agree with his only proposal: that we leave
town and go to the country. Among his justifications for
not accepting it was the most widely used argument: "we
can’t live on a farm, far from civilization." I realized, then,
why Karran hadn’t agreed that they would come with me
to meet him. I realized that, all along, they hadn’t told the
truth. I noteced that, once again, Karran was right, because
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he had told me that those people weren’t willing to learn

from him, not even to see him, and that the only interest
they actually had was whether I really had contact with
them.
But I’m a stubborn person, because even without
them, the idea of learning from Karran fascinated me a lot.
So I started looking for land to buy in the state of Rio de
Janeiro. I saw many areas, but my money couldn’t buy any
of them. Besides, I couldn’t count on anyone who could
help me. When I was about to give up the idea, I had a new
auditory contact. The person who was talking to me said
that I should go to the place we had been picked up for the
first time, that they would indicate a region so we could set
up our place of learning there. We got in the car, me, my
partner and my sister, and on our way to Belo Horizonte.
When we got close to Matias Barbosa, the place of our
first meeting, we stopped a little in the hope that this
would be the region to be indicated. Then we asked if we
were in the area. They said no and that I could keep going
forward because I was far from the place I was supposed to
go.
When we arrived in Belo Horizonte, not even my
partner was more believing that I was being guided by
them auditively. We even quarrelled over his disbelief, but
this didn’t stop me from continuing to follow the instruc-
tions given to me, and to make matters worse with my
partner, when we arrived in the chosen region it was
already night and the last thing they said for me it was that
I should sleep, because they would only talk to me the next
day. It wasn’t easy to sleep in the car.
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The next morning we went out for a walk around the

area. On one of those roads we came upon a man, who
passed under a barbed-wire fence. We stopped to ask for
information about the place. This man told us that we were
near Vila Amanda, looking at the car license plate he asked
us, “you're from Rio de Janeiro, what are you doing so far
from home?”
We answered that we were strolling in the area to
know it, and if it were possible, we would like to see land
to buy. This gentleman then introduced himself - his name
was Clemente - and invited us to go to his house to have a
coffee and talk a little about sites and farms that were for
sale in that region. Clemente cut his way under the fence
and we kept driving until we found the gate that would
lead to his house. When we arrived, he was already home
waiting for us. He invited us in, and his wife, Raimunda,
prepared us a coffee. Between one conversation and an-
other he invited us to lunch and it was while we had lunch
that came the biggest surprise. Clemente began to advise
us not to buy land in that region. Explaining, he said that
because we were people of the city, we had no way of
knowing that strange things happened in that place, and
that almost all the people in the area didn’t like to leave the
house at night because they were afraid of the devices that
used to go through there at night. I asked what kind of
devices these were. He said the people from the city of Belo
Horizonte claimed to be flying saucers.
Me and my partner exchanged glances. This time my
gaze on him was one of disapproval, because the day
before and most of the night he had quarreled with me for
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being on that trip, which for him was "another of my

antics," just like the exercises I been doing it. Annoyed, he
had said that, shortly after lunch, we would return to Rio
de Janeiro because he wasn’t going be lead through my
head any more. After the conversation with Clemente, my
partner stepped back and said that he would give me one
more chance and spend more that night in the region.
During the afternoon we drove along with Clemente
so that he could show us around. At night, much against
the will of Clemente and Raimunda, we went out to see the
stars, as we told them. When Clemente realized that we
weren’t going to sleep in his house, he decided to take us to
a point he thought wasn’t dangerous. It was a road of little
movement, in a higher region. Clemente, after leaving us at
the place, returned to his house. Me, my partner, and my
sister waited for the communication I thought I would
have before they got down the ship.
It was getting too late, we were very tired and the
communication didn’t come. We decided to be on duty.
Two slept for two hours while one kept awake waiting. But
they arrived at my sister's shift. I had told her that when I
first saw them, the ship was lit. So she must have thought
that this time would be like that too, but it wasn’t.
The ship came with no light and hovered just above
the car. My sister was sitting in the backseat of the car and
stared at that large, round figure without understanding
what was going on. She then woke up my partner telling
him to keep an eye on a little, since she was so sleepy that
she was already seeing mirages: a frog house on top of the
car - the term frog house is used in Minas Gerais, to
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designate mushroom shape. When we looked, it was the

ship. It moved from the spot above the car and came down
50 meters ahead of us, to the right of the car.
When I received the communication in Rio de Janeiro,
the voice was female. That voice had also informed me that
they were quite different from Karran. Even so, when they
left the ship I was afraid. They were small and they walked
slowly, and from a distance they seemed to have no shoul-
ders. I remembered, then, a letter I had received from
a researcher from Belo Horizonte, a member of the
CICOANE research group. In this letter the researcher,
Alberto Francisco do Carmo, said that CICOANE had
taken notice of our contact and that they were very
concerned about us, because we described Karran as a
handsome and good man and they, through research
already done, were sure of that they weren’t what they
seemed to us.
He also warned that many were the unsuccessful
contacts here on our planet. Therefore, we should be very
careful, because we could be being used for some not very
good purpose. Alberto even sent in this letter a few
questions to ask Karran, in order to find out if we were
being used by him.
As I thought about it, we opened the door and stood
outside. They were coming slowly toward us. At that
moment my partner walked quickly toward them. As I was
afraid, I went slower and behind my partner. They stopped
and when my partner came close, one of them stretched
out his arm and ordered my partner to stop where he was.
Then the woman's voice said to him, "never do that again,
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The ship came with no light and hovered just above the car.
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never come this way again. We just didn’t paralyze you for
knowing that you were here waiting for us. If this weren’t
the reason, we would stop you before you could take two
steps. This attitude is considered by us to be a dangerous
attitude. We are defenseless on your land because we have
little mobility here, and for this reason, we don’t let any of
you come near us. It’s we who approach you, always.
She turned to me and said, "Karran asked me to talk
to you and show you around. Here at this point, wherever
you do the learning center is fine."
We continued to talk, I worried about the voice
coming from inside that weird, half-moon shaped helmet.
Between one question and another I would lean to see if
there was any light in there, for I was almost certain that
there were no people and inside that clothing could only be
the robot that Alberto had spoken of. I made this gesture
several times, lowering myself and looking. I think they
realized what was happening to me because, suddenly, she
stopped speaking in Portuguese and the two started to talk
in their own language. It didn’t take long and they reached
to their chests by squeezing part of their clothes into their
hands. When this movement was made, the front of their
helmet went up, and my partner and I saw that inside
those strange overalls were two people: a man and a
woman. Their faces were small, their eyes resembled those
of the Japanese, but they were more elongated. Their
mouths were also small. I saw that they had light and
straight hair. I also noticed that they weren’t dark. On this
day, we couldn’t see the color of their eyes. After they
lowered their helmets, I told them that at the beginning of
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the conversation I was afraid and explained the reason for

this fear. I talked about Alberto's letter. After some time of
conversation, I asked, “what’s the reason for this region to
be indicated?”
Here is the answer we have been given: "This region,
like many others, makes it easier for us to come. It has
multilevel mountains that hinder visibility from a distance.
It also has plenty of water and this allows us to spend more
time with our ship on the ground. It’s an isolated place
from the residential centers. It also has no artificial light,
because when there is artificial light, our presence is easily
noticed. Our ships annul this luminosity. We are doing
studies in this area and also in others. Among the areas we
are studying this is not far from the large residential
centers.
I told her that the researchers in Minas Gerais were
already aware of the work they were doing in that region. I
told her that when Clemente spoke of the things that were
happening to the inhabitants of the area, I remembered
that I had heard of what happened there in a lecture given
in Rio de Janeiro by teacher Ulvio Brant Aleixo, but I had
not yet sure he was talking about the same region. The way
the subject had been approached by him gave the impress-
sion of a highly dangerous region, because the people of
the flying saucers who used to pass in the region he was
studying were also small but extremely hostile. It was then
that she asked if I was afraid of them. I said no at that
moment, but that if she had told me she was small when I
was still in my house, I probably wouldn’t have gone to
that meeting, for having only frightening information
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... one of them stretched out his arm and ordered my companion
to stop where he was ...
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about them, mainly information related to aggressiveness.

But she told me that they also consider us quite aggressive
and take such great care with us, so cautious that they
hardly allow one of us to approach them, as at that mo-
ment.
On this day we didn’t talk for a long time because she
said that they don’t like to stay ashore because they feel
very close to danger, because they were as scared as we
are. But before they left, I promised to check it out for us
and for them, if that really was the region mentioned by
teacher Ulvio Brant Aleixo. During All the time that my
partner and I were talking, my sister didn’t get out of the
car.
Before they left, they asked us to go back to our car.
When we were by its side, the two of them walked into the
ship. In fact they weren’t friendly like Karran and Zirr. But
when they left, they did it very slowly, taking their ship off
the ground and passing over us four times, back and forth.
We understood that the spectacle they offered us was a
friendly way of saying goodbye. We were inside the car,
commenting on what had just happened. My sister was
shocked with what she had just seen, because as she herself
said, "hearing that they exist is one thing, but seeing them
is unbelievable."
As the day began to dawn, we returned to Clemente's
house and, as we had coffee, we told them we had seen one
of those devices, which he had mentioned. When Clemente
heard this he was very frightened saying that we had taken
great risk and that the teacher’s team told them to be
armed and if they saw the men of the flying saucers they
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should shoot to kill. Clemente told us that a flying saucer

had already landed near the water box he had built to
irrigate his crop and showed us his shotgun saying, “I
already have my gun and if one of them appears again here
I shoot!”
To calm him as to the danger he thought we had gone
through, we told him that this wasn’t the first time we had
seen a flying saucer and that we had been inside one of
them for more than two days and that shortly before we
had talked to the flying saucer men again. Clemente and all
his family heard us frightened and very curious about
everything we told them. When we were returning home
we decided to go and look for the teacher in order to know
what areas he used to research. It wasn’t difficult to know
because he didn’t make a secret even giving us a map of
the whole region made by him and his team. He told us
several cases he was researching, including Hermelindo’s
case, which he considers to be one of the typical cases of
extraterrestrial aggression against us.
The "Hermelindo’s case", well known in the ufological
context, refers to the disastrous experience experienced by
a merchant of the region who, when encountering a ship in
front of his store tried to obtain the material proof of the
existence of flying saucers in that region requested by the
researchers from Belo Horizonte. To this, Hermelindo,
according to his own account, invested against the ship,
beating it with a big stake of fence to take a piece to. The
ship's crew obviously defended themselves. One of them
left the ship, and Hermelindo chased him. At that, the ship
took off and then threw something to the ground, that
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according to Hermelindo looked like hooks. Maybe they

were claws because Hermelindo was suspended from the
back of his trousers. The crewman took advantage of the
situation to get onto the ship. Hermelindo, struggling,
collided with the energy pickup and suffered slight burns
before being dropped on a clump of grass.
After we left the teacher's house we returned to Rio de
Janeiro, where we stayed for about 15 days, now preparing
our return to the region with more calm, to see the lands. I
bought a tent and all camping equipment. I went to the
firm where I worked and I said I was going to be away for
a few days. I was euphoric and eager to start working the
land. For this reason I was in a hurry to buy it. When I got
back to Clemente's house, he was astonished at my will-
ingness, I asked him to put up my tent in his yard. He and
his wife allowed and even helped me clean the place. We
packed it all and at night the Clemente’s children made a
fire and we all sat around it to talk. Clemente and Rai-
munda told me about the occurrences of flying saucers in
the region; we spent a good part of the evening talking
about this. But the next day, we went out to see the land,
but we couldn’t talk to anyone. They all closed the doors
when they knew we were arriving, because Clemente had
told them we had already been inside a flying saucer and
returned, and we had said that it wasn’t for anyone to be
afraid of them, because they didn’t hurt anyone. Clemente
had also told his neighbors that he had seen with us a
drawing of the flying saucer man and that he looked like
us. This information left everyone in the region afraid of
us. They thought we were flying saucer people, too. Be-
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cause of this I couldn’t buy the land: no one else wanted to

sell it to me. We stayed for several days in this attempt, but
it was useless. So I went back to my house. Before leaving, I
promised Clemente and Raimunda that I would come back
as soon as possible.
In January of 1978, Karran returned to speak with me
and, again, my waves and cerebral frequency were used, to
set the day and place of the encounter. When we were with
him, we had an information that, for us, was very good. He
said that this time he would take longer, because he would
return with other people, for his work this time was going
to take longer. For this reason he would be able to talk to
me before he left. We didn’t talk long, but enough so that I
would tell him the difficulties I was finding to buy the
lands in the region, and also talk about my out of body
experiences. Before leaving, Karran set the day when we
would see each other again.
On the day of the new meeting with Karran, we bor-
rowed a camera. This camara was small and simple. We
bought the film and the flash box and went to the area.
When Karran arrived, I argued that we needed from him a
prove to show the researchers that we had been with him.
But Karran didn’t want to give it us and, once again, he
said that this wasn’t allowed. We continue to talk, however,
about other subjects. When he said he was leaving, I asked
permission to take a picture of him as a souvenir for me.
He looked at me and laughed, saying that his photograph
couldn’t either. He explained his reasons, but said he
would allow me to photograph his ship. Immediately I
took the camera and the flash box, which were inside the
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car. But Karran said we could only take the photographs

after he was inside the ship, and when it had taken off. He
said he would go out with it very slowly so we could take
pictures. When Karran said this, my partner took the
camera from my hand and placed one of the flashes.
Karran asked us to get in the car and close the windows
and only open them after the ship was up high. Everything
was done as Karran asked. We stayed inside the car as he
walked toward the ship. After he came in and the ladder
retreated shutting the door, my partner and I got a very big
scare, for as soon as Karran turned on the ship's energy
pickup and began to spin, the flashes we had, popped all,
at the same time, not only what was already in the camera
but also the ones inside the box. At this moment my part-
ner, who was holding the camera said, “now, how are we
going to shoot without the flashes? Karran knew this
would happen, that’s why he allowed it.”
I told him to take a picture anyway because Karran
was doing what he promised, going up very slowly, and
besides, the light emitted by the pickup was very intense.
My partner took seven photos. In one of the last photos, at
the same moment, Karran emitted a tube of light from the
ship to the ground. This tube of light looked like black
light. We returned home quickly because my partner had
to go to the engagement of one of his daughters, during
which he took advantage of the rest of the film by photo-
graphing the party. When the photograph film was
revealed, we were disappointed because only the engage-
ment photos came. The first seven the boy said that light
had come in, they were spoiled, yet I kept the negatives for
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a while.
That year I was able to buy my site in the indicated
region. It wasn’t the one I wanted, but the one I got. I faced
all the difficulties even to pay in installments, however, I
didn’t care, because for me that piece of land was more
important than any money.
I started to work the land, I hired people from the
region to work with me, but my life was getting very
difficult, because I lived in Rio de Janeiro and had to travel
every 15 days to pay the employees of the site. My ex-
penses were getting bigger and bigger, and I couldn’t even
count on my partner who was separated from his first wife.
She had stayed with her three children, who at the time
were minors and also my partner had been hospitalized for
six months in a nursing home in Jacarepaguá. For this
reason my partner had no income at the time, except for
some money he could get with pocket dictionary sales.
Because these books were very small and cheap, the profit
they gave was very little, hardly enough for their personal
expenses.
It was then that I asked my father to stay at the place
and take care of it for me. At first he didn’t want to,
because he was sick. He had suffered a cerebral thrombosis
and had a paralytic side. But as I told him his job would be
just to take care of the employees, he accepted. This period
was very difficult for my father, because of these difficul-
ties.
I moved to Belo Horizonte and lived in the neighbour-
hood of Padre Eustáquio, in the Santos Dumont residential
complex. Things seemed easier, because I could go to the
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place every Friday and stay there for the weekends. My

father still didn’t believe in Karran, but he didn’t stop
helping me in that work. Then one day at night he saw a
very great light outside his room. Light streamed through
the cracks in the door and window. He got up and went
out of his room and watched the light coming from the top
of the room. He told me that the ship was located very
close to the house and he remembered that, if he saw the
ship, around the place, it wasn’t to be afraid, but to receive
them friendly, to greet them by raising their left hand, and,
if they came to talk to him, it would be enough if he talked
normally. My father told me that when he saw the light, he
saw two large, blond people walking by the ship. My
father raised his right hand to greet them because his left
hand was paralyzed from thrombosis. They returned the
greeting not only with the gestures, but also with the signal
of light. My father also said that the light of the ship began
to pulsate, increasing and decreasing in intensity.
The ship returned for three nights in a row. On the
third night my father tried to walk towards it. But as he
walked very slowly, pulling on his left leg, the ship left
before he could get close. That same night, my father told
me he went back into his room and lay down. He was still
thinking about everything he had seen on those three
nights and everything I had told him about Karran when,
suddenly, the ship came back, stopped over his room and
emitted a strong light that nullified the walls of the room.
He told me that, lying in his bed, he could see everything
that was happening outside. He saw the ship above the
ceiling of his room, the light from it, and he could see the
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weeds outside the house as well. He was thus bathed in

that light, about three minutes. When the ship left, he, still
very frightened by all that, sat on his bed and lit the lamp.
This all happened between 8 and 9 o'clock in the
evening, because the residents of the village just below the
site witnessed everything and ran to the site to see what
had happened to him. When they arrived, they found my
father sitting on the bed and still very pale and frightened
by all that. They didn’t want to leave my father alone there,
taking him to a house in the village, right next to Juca's
warehouse, who was one of the old owners of the land I
had bought.
Three days after this event I arrived at the place but I
didn’t find my father. I went back to the village and went to
Juca's, because I thought my father was there doing some
shopping. When I got to the wharehouse, the people who
were there at that moment began to tell me what had
happened and rebuked me for having left him alone in a
"so dangerous" place. Then they showed me the house
where my father was in. I went there to see him. But he
was very well-disposed and not as scared as I thought I
was find him. We talked a little and I went to unload the
car.
On that day I had gotten, besides the usual purchases,
a sack of chickens food and a cement bag to repair the
entrance to the room where my father was staying. I took
the light bag out of the car and tried to lift the cement bag,
but I couldn’t. I asked my father to wait until I went to the
store asking for help to put the cement bag into the house.
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… the ship came back, stopped on top of her room, and emitted a
strong light that nullified the walls of the room.
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When I turned and started to walk toward the store, I

heard my father’s voice almost screaming, “Bianca, look at
me! Look at me, daughter!” I turned around and there was
my father standing on the second or third step of the stairs
that leads to the front door of the house, holding the
cement bag in his arms. I stopped and ran to help him, but
he refused my help. Returning down the stairs, he put the
bag on the floor, then picked it up again and, going up the
stairs, he would say, “daughter, I'm fine, my arm, my leg
and my speech have been working again, I'm fine, I have
no paralysis anywhere in my body, I'm cured, daughter.”
We started to cry and to laugh at the same time. The
excitement was so great that I can’t find words to describe
what I felt at that moment.
On this day we made a fire in the site and my father
told me several times how he had seen the ship. He also
told me that this bath of light, which they had given him,
made him feel good right away, because he was remember-
ing that when the people came to see what had happened
to him, he was already walking normally. No one had to
wait for him, they went down together, walking, and at a
very fast pace, because everyone was afraid that the ship
would return. The fright had been so great that my father
had not realized that he had been healed by them.
My father has never been too much to hug his chil-
dren when adults, but this day he hugged me a lot saying,
"thank you, daughter, for being on the day Karran picked
you up! Thank you for talking to him and learning what
you have learned! Thank you for bringing me here, where
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they could see me and heal me!”

My father wanted to know the name of the person
who had done his healing, but I didn’t know it at the time.
I only came to know in 1979, the year that Karran didn’t
come, but he asked this person to come and talk to me.
When I asked him why he had healed my father, he told
me that in an environment whose work proposal was being
directed by Karran, there should be no sick person and
that, as it was done with my father, it would be done with
all the people who would have any physical problem there
and be part of Karran's work.
After my father's heal, he and I spent full-time to the
site working. I spent much more time there than at my
house. All that exist in the site was made by me and my
father who lived and worked on this land for over four
years. In this period we made malls, squares, dams and
tanks, we also made kiosks to protect ourselves from the
sun, which in that region is very strong. While my father
and I engaged in hard work, my partner devoted himself to
the thing he liked best: sitting and talking, talking about
Karran and his objects.
At that time I was interviewed on TV in a program
called Flávio Cavalcanti Program. In the interview, I talked
about the site and its goals. After my interview on TV it
began to publicize my case in the newspapers. So the
number of people interested in flying saucers has increased
a lot. There were days when there were 85 people on the
site, people from all over Brazil: Rio de Janeiro, São Paulo,
Belo Horizonte, Rio Grande do Sul and Paraná. With so
many people interested in the subject, my partner, who
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until that time lived with me, was fascinated with the pos-
sibility of leading groups again, for being a servant of the
congregation of Jehovah's Witnesses, he accepted no other
positions than that of a leader as he said, "I was born to be
a leader and not to be led, especially by a woman."
For those who didn’t know what was going on, it
really seemed that he was one of Karran's contacts, but
what nobody knew was that I was almost their prisoner, I
was threatened by him, saying that if I revealed to people
his true position in this contact, because of his problem of
mental disorder, this would destroy the contact and the
image of Karran before the people and mainly before the
researchers. To preserve my contact I was subject to his de-
mands, I even tolerated that he put another woman inside
my house and also in my property. Only people of my
entire confidence knew about these details.
This problem was getting worse, because he forced
me to live in the same environment with him and his new
wife. He didn’t want to lose me, for I was his source of
information, his source of income, or rather his "goose that
laid the golden eggs." I have lived so subjugated and
humiliated for more than 2 years.
In 1981, at the beginning of the year, Karran came.
Then I explained to him what was happening to me. Kar-
ran spoke to my partner and said that he was acting
completely different from what he, Karran, had taught,
because his purpose was to teach to listen and respect our
fellow man and not to subjugate the human being, as he
had been doing to me, for the fact I being the only connec-
tion that existed between him and Karran. When my part-
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ner realized that I had told Karran what was happening

and that Karran was criticizing his conduct, he lost all
control and started arguing with Karran, telling him that
he wasn’t from here and therefore he shouldn’t intrude on
our life, since he wasn’t from here, he had no feet on the
ground and didn’t know the humiliation he was passing
through, because he, Karran, had made a woman his con-
tact and not him, who was a man.
He continued to tell Karran that here, on Earth, the
man is the boss, not the woman. "Record my mental waves
and start to arrange with me when you come, so I won’t
need her anymore," my partner told him.
Karran stared at him and after hearing him said, “my
contacts are chosen by the number of brain impulses and
not by impositions.”
Saying this, Karran walked toward his ship.
When my, at that point ex-partner, saw that he was
leaving without saying goodbye, asked him, "when do I see
you again, Karran?"
“In this body you won’t see me anymore,” Karran
replied.
I believe he didn’t expect Karran's attitude, for until
that moment he had met only people who felt sorry for
him and tried to understand his arguments about me and
the contact. But from the moment he realized that he had
failed to sensitize Karran, as he had been doing with the
people here, he had taken an unbelievable attitude toward
me. He held me inside my apartment saying, "if Karran
doesn’t talk to me, he won’t talk to you, either, because I
won’t allow, and now, Bianca, you'll see who can more,
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Karran or me! If he doesn’t talk to me I destroy you and

want to see what he, Karran, can do to stop me!
After being held for some months, in my own house, I
managed to escape from him and went to work in Brasilia.
When I arrived in Brasilia it wasn’t very difficult to contin-
ue my work, because in this city I had some friends who
supported me. Among these friends, who fought and
continue to fight so that I can take my work to the inter-
ested ones, I want to highlight the teacher Rotilde Caciano
de Almeida and Dr. Azor Antônio Dias.
Karran continued to keep in touch with me whenever
he come to our land. When he doesn’t come, ask the other
person to do it for him. However, all those who come,
always speak to me in their name, because I’m Karran's
contact and not theirs. But, no matter who speaks to me, I
always feel that everyone's concern is with the work I've
been doing since 1979.
The results of this work could be presented here, but
would make this report very long, since it would be neces-
sary to gather and organize eight years of experience and
learning. I hope to conclude in a short time a specific
account of the results of my work which will follow this
book.

The End