Electromagnetic Fusion and
ET Space Technology
- An Interview with David Adair -
consultant David Adair goes on the record about his extraordinary
experiences at Area 51 when, as a mere teenager, he was testing one
of his electromagnetic fusion engine prototypes.
Extracted from Nexus Magazine, Volume 9, Number 5 (Aug-Sept 2002)
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Excerpt from an interview with David Adair
by Robert M. Stanley © 2002
Tell me about the government disclosure letter you are
DAVID ADAIR: That
letter is based on a series of events that occurred when I first
testified for Dr Steven Greer in 1997╔ It's very simple what we want:
a congressional hearing that will grant covert operatives total
immunity from their national security oath. Dr Greer is telling us
that he has hundreds of witnesses. I know he is not blowing smoke
regarding this issue, because in 1971 I saw a lot of people working
on these things.
ROBERT: At Area
DAVID: Right. I saw
them underground working on all these different craft and
back-engineering lots of stuff. I believe there are people that have
spent 30 years or more working on these types of projects. Imagine
what they could tell us! But more importantly, they would be able to
tell us who paid them, who signed the cheques.
ROBERT: So you are
pushing for public hearings?
DAVID: Absolutely. I
really want the world to hear what these hard-core engineers have to
ROBERT: You told me
in our pre-interview that this event would radically change our
lives, that we could begin integrating some of the more advanced
technologies into our infrastructure.
DAVID: Exactly, but
unravelling everything poses a problem. I know that while I was at
Area 51 and was being taken through offices that were off to the side
of the hangars and labs, they took me to a room and locked me in it.
And that's where I stayed until General LeMay came and got me. But I
saw a lot of people working down there as we were walking past these
ROBERT: Wait a
minute. General Curtis LeMay personally came to get you out?
DAVID: Yes. If you
read his autobiographical book called Iron Eagle, he was a former
commander of SAC [Strategic Air Command]. "General Curtis E. LeMay:
retired February 1, 1965; died October 3, 1990. LeMay was the fifth
Chief of Staff of the US Air Force." You will see, in the back of the
book, he talks about his parents. They lived in Mount Vernon, Ohio. I
lived in Mount Vernon, Ohio, when I built my first fusion rockets. I
was on the cover of the local newspaper.
ROBERT: How did that
DAVID: Well, because
his parents' caregiver was my mother, Evangeline Adair.
ROBERT: What a
DAVID: Yes, and
that's how LeMay came to know me personally. And when our local
congressman started funding my second rocket, that's when the Mount
Vernon News got wind of the story. It was the fastest vehicle ever
built on Earth.
ROBERT: Is this a
picture of the second rocket I'm looking at?
DAVID: Yeah; there
were all kinds of newspaper stories printed about me that I have
saved. I was being funded by Congressman John Ashbrook. He was
chairman of the Internal Security committees of Congress. That's a
pretty powerful place to be. He was also on the Education and Labor
committees, which is how he funded my work - through the Department
of Education. Then when the Air Force showed up to inspect my second
rocket, they were totally gung-ho for all the formulas and the
prototype I built from scratch. They knew I was on to something, so
they funded me through the NSF [National Science Foundation]. Then my
mother got concerned because the government people were really
getting involved in our lives. So she went and talked to General
LeMay. Curtis really liked my mother a lot and he had seen the
newspaper stories, so he came over to talk with me. Later he talked
with Congressman Ashbrook. The next thing I know, LeMay told me:
"David. I am going to be your buddy. I am going to be your project
manager." And actually, that was the greatest thing that could have
happened to me because I found out much later that it was LeMay that
saved my ass.
ROBERT: That's some
DAVID: Yeah, but
what's really interesting is an investigator pulled the records for
Congressman Ashbrook from the Library of Congress and found all this
documentation. The investigator was shocked to learn that I was
telling the truth. In one letter I told the Air Force that without
the right electronics and the right formulas to compress and scale
down the fusion engine I was building, I would need a really big
vehicle to put the engine in and it was going to be a damn big
engine! Eventually I found an ICBM, a Titan III, that had been pulled
out of mothballs and had been given to the Center for Science and
Industry in Ohio. They had recently pulled all the fuel out of it and
parked this thing in a storage area. It was flight ready. After a
while, I got the Titan. During that time, I had more
information-based dreams and from that I eventually reconfigured the
fusion engine down to a workable size. Everybody loved that, because
hauling a Titan rocket around is pretty tough to do - it's 30 storeys
tall! After I told them I could compress this thing down to an engine
that would fit in a 12-foot-tall rocket housing, I had to build
everything from scratch.
ROBERT: Didn't you
tell me there were two rockets?
DAVID: Yes. You're
right. There were two of these prototypes. This one went to the
science fair. But here is the one that no one ever saw
ROBERT: The one you
told me was "stealth"?
DAVID: Right. We
built one just for the local people to see what we were working on.
The Air Force guys came over to my house every day. They took their
uniforms off and walked around in T-shirts and shorts so the locals
would think they were just average people helping out with all the
rocket stuff I was building. So when the town folks came by, they
just thought, "Boy, he's building a big one this time." But we had
two of them in production. I set up one that I used to win the
science fairs with, but here is the design we used to move past the
prototype stage with. Anyway, we had a front operation and another in
the back. And it worked well. That was my introduction to covert
activities╔ Al this documentation that I am showing you here, I
brought with me to Congress╔ I didn't want to testify because I was
really treading the fine line of National Security. However, I could
tell this particular story because I was only 17 years old when that
happened. According to constitutional law, the federal government is
prohibited from signing a minor to a National Security Oath. Strom
Thurman said to me one time, "You're the biggest loose cannon on the
ROBERT: Let's go
back to your experience at Area 51 with General Curtis LeMay.
DAVID: Okay. What
happened was, well, it was very simple. I had blown up my own engine.
I sabotaged my rocket after it landed at Area 51. I blew it into a
billion pieces. After they showed me the engine downstairs, I knew
what they were after from my engine.
Electromagnetic Fusion Containment Engine╔because they are so fast.
There is nothing like it. The liquid fuel and solid propellant
engines are like Model Ts compared to a Lamborghini. This thing took
off so fast. It went from zero mph to 8,754 mph in about 4.6 seconds.
It was so fast that you couldn't even see it.
ROBERT: It went that
fast from a standing start?
DAVID: Right. You
couldn't even see it. It would be like trying to watch a bullet leave
a rifle barrel.
ROBERT: That's not
possible to see with the naked eye.
DAVID: Right. So
everyone else at the launch site thought it blew up. I built most of
it out of titanium. We also used inconel and carbonite. We had every
kind of known material for lightness and strength incorporated in
that rocket. And because of the extreme g-force of the launch,
everything inside was just warped.
ROBERT: But the
engine was still intact when the rocket landed at Area 51?
DAVID: Exactly. It
came down on a parachute. And that is where it got weird, because
there are a lot of characters in this story. The man that was really
on my case╔he was a bad guy. Dr Wernher von Braun warned me. As a
child, I knew von Braun because I was doing all this work with
rockets in the early 1970s when we were landing men on the Moon. An
hour-and-a-half's drive from my house was Wapakenneta, which is where
Neil Armstrong lived. His mother Viola and I became friends. She
became like a surrogate mother to me. So I was hanging out with her
and I would see Neil around the house. And many times I would go over
to her house and I would run right past Neil and go hang out with
Viola. And Neil loved that about me because I wasn't interested in
his fame; I just loved his mother. Neil was a very reclusive
person╔almost like a hermit╔because when he came back from the Moon
mission he literally just disappeared.
Anyway, because I was in that kind of environment,
I got to attend parties where all the original Apollo VII astronauts
would show up, and von Braun showed up. And that's how we all crossed
paths and I started interfacing with him. The thing is, von Braun
warned me that if, during my rocket work, I should encounter a man
named Dr Arthur Rudolph, I should be extremely careful because he was
Dr Arthur Rudolph was the chief architect of the
Saturn 5 engines of our Apollo Moon rocket. He came into the US with
von Braun and other German scientists under Operation Paperclip.
Rudolph was a full colonel in the Gestapo. He had killed hundreds of
Jews personally during the building of the V-2 rockets and
Peenemünde. If you made a mistake, he would put a cable around
your neck and slowly lift you up, which would strangle you. Then he
would disembowel you and leave you hanging there for everyone to see.
There were rotted corpses hanging all over the place. They would also
feed you sawdust and water. This would take the hunger out of your
stomach until you fell over dead, then they would just replace you
with more fresh people. This man was the winner of the Most
Distinguished Service award - the highest award NASA can give. The
Mossad caught up with Dr Rudolph on May 25, 1984. Due to war crimes,
he was deported out of LAX to Munich, Germany, where he died [in
Anyway, General LeMay had sent me from Mount
Vernon, Ohio, to Wright-Patterson in Dayton, Ohio, where the SAC
headquarters was located. From there, me and my rocket and some other
colonels all got on board a C-141 transport and flew to White Sands.
Soon after we arrived at White Sands, a black DC-9 plane showed up.
LeMay had told me that if this plane showed up, it would represent a
real problem for me. Anyway, out stepped these guys wearing suits and
mirrored sunglasses. And among them was this one little guy wearing
khaki uniform. I knew that was Dr Rudolph because Dr von Braun had
showed me his picture.
ROBERT: Whom was Dr
Rudolph working for?
DAVID: I'm not
sure╔one of those alphabet-soup intelligence agencies. But he was
primarily working for NASA. And as soon as he got off the plane, he
asked to see my rocket. When I asked him who he was, he told me, "Oh,
I'm just a guy that inspects rockets for the government." Then I
asked him if he was from NASA, and he said he had never worked there.
So we walked over to my rocket and I opened up a
side panel. And when he leaned over to look at the engine, he began
mumbling to himself and he seemed really upset - probably because I
had built something he thought was impossible to do. So I took that
opportunity to lean over and whisper in his ear, "Do you know that in
proportional size, this engine has 10,000 times the thrust of the
F-1, Saturn V engines, Dr Rudolph?" And he stood up and was furious.
He wanted to know who I was and how I knew so much. And I told him,
"I'm just a kid that launches rockets in the cow fields of Ohio."
[Laughter] Anyway, I had friends around me who were Air Force
colonels that LeMay had assigned to take care of me.
And I got upset when Dr Rudolph told me that he
wanted to change the landing coordinates on my rocket. He was really
nasty about it. The navigation system I was using was off-the-shelf
stuff. Back in those days, it was all analogue. But I had my system
programmed to where the rocket would come back down within a two-mile
radius of the launch site. Dr Rudolph had me reprogram the
coordinates so that my rocket would land 456 miles northwest of White
Sands in an area called Groom Lake, in Nevada.
Well, I immediately pulled out my national survey
maps and I looked at Groom Lake and thought, "My God! Why are we
launching up to a dry lake bed in Nevada? It's so far away." That's
when Dr Rudolph told me, "Just do it!" He was really hostile. And I
had been warned many times by von Braun and LeMay that if I ran into
Dr Rudolph, not to push his buttons.
So I reset the coordinates on the guidance system
and we launched my rocket and it took off perfectly. And sure enough,
it landed right on target. And you know, it wasn't until they made
the movie Independence Day that I ever heard the term "Area
ROBERT: How could
DAVID: I always knew
this place as Groom Lake. It was the only name I had ever heard for
that place, growing up. So we were getting ready to board the plane
to go and recover the rocket and I said, "Hey, do you see these
rubber tyres on this plane? Would you please tell me how you are
going to land this thing on a dry lake bed? This thing is going to
plough into the ground and never leave." Someone yelled at me to shut
up and get into the plane.
After a while, we arrived in Nevada. And as we
flew over the landing site, I looked down at these twin 10,000-foot
runways and I said, "My God! There's a huge base down there!"
So we landed at this place that doesn't exist on
any map, and that's when I started getting really concerned. I was
trying to locate any Air Force emblems, Navy emblems, any kind of
logos or emblems that would identify the commanding authority, but
there was nothing anywhere on any of the buildings. Normally,
standard universal painting of water towers at an airstrip is an
orange-and-white chequerboard pattern. But here, everything was
painted either solid white or solid black. So they were not
conforming to any code.
After we got out of the plane, we got on this
go-cart-looking thing. It looked kind of like the electric
carts that you see at airports. Then we drove from the landing strip
to a series of hangars and headed into the centre one. It was really
cool, the way this place was built. There were all these really big
lights at the top that had louvres on them so the light will shine
down. And when I got close to the buildings, they looked old and
ratty, but underneath it was alloy, unlike any alloy I had ever seen.
It was an incredible-looking stainless steel type of metal that I
thought was really unusual to use for buildings of that size.
When we got inside the hangar, we went down to the
basement area. Actually, we drove into the hanger and there were
little yellow lights flashing and big hangar doors, and out of the
ground came all these little pipes with chains attached that blocked
off all the doorways. Then the whole floor - about the size of a
football field - slowly dropped down. The entire hangar was an
ROBERT: So, it was
more like a hydraulic lift in a garage?
DAVID: Yeah, but it
was built to carry some really heavy stuff. The floor was made of
concrete. God knows how much weight that was. The whole thing went up
and down on giant worm-screws.
ROBERT: I see.
That's a lot more stable than using a hydraulic system.
DAVID: Nothing can
take the load like a worm screw. These things were the size of
sequoia trees, and there were at least 12 of them lifting the floor!
We went down at least 200 feet until we rested flush with the floor
of an underground hangar that was huge. It had a huge arched ceiling,
but it went so far that you couldn't see the end of it. It just went
forever. And I thought, "My God! You could park a hundred 747s in
here and they wouldn't even be in the way!" At that point I asked,
"What in God's name did you do with all the dirt?" And they just
looked really strangely at me. I guess they didn't expect me to try
and figure things like that out. The walls were at least 30 feet
high, and all along them were different workshops and laboratories
and periodically there were big, huge, work bays. So we kept driving
down past all kinds of aircraft that I had never seen. Some of them I
had seen, like the XB-70.
ROBERT: Was this
area carved out of dirt or was it rock?
DAVID: I don't know.
Everything was coated with a ceramic- like material.
ROBERT: I thought
there were mountains surrounding the dry lake bed? Those must be
DAVID: Yeah. There
are all kinds of mountain ranges around that area. I never saw any
"dirt", though, because everything had concrete over it or was
covered with some type of ceramic material. The most interesting
thing about this to me still is how well lit the underground area
was. There were no shadows, anywhere. And there were no light
fixtures, anywhere. I was wondering how they generated that much
light. It didn't look like the walls were glowing, or the floor or
the ceiling. But every square inch of this place was lit, and yet
there was no visible source of light.
And after we had been driving for a while and we
had passed a lot of different aircraft, we took a road to the left
that took us away from a lot of the other activities. I could see a
lot of people working on stuff. These aircraft appeared to be
operational. Some of them I have never seen before or since. They
were shaped like a reverse teardrop. And there were others that
looked similar to the flying wing. One aircraft, the XB-70, was a
delta-wing bomber built in 1959.
ROBERT: And you were
at Area 51 in 1971?
DAVID: Right. June
20, 1971. So, we get there and it was just amazing, because we drove
up to the side of these big steel doors and one of the officers got
out and put his hand on a scanner-type thing and it flashed a light
at him. I thought it took his picture. In hindsight, I would have to
guess that it was a retina scanning device. And after the guy was
scanned, the door opened up, so I knew this was a security system of
a kind. This was 1971.
Let me put this into perspective. In 1971, we had
no laptops, no modems, no fax, no VCR, no cellphones; we didn't even
have handheld calculators. Texas Instruments developed those about
five years later. So where in the hell did these guys get all this
As soon as we went into the room, I immediately
noticed the temperature drop, because it was warm in the big open
areas we had just come from. It was very cool in this room. You could
almost see your breath. And as we entered the room, the lights -
wherever they were coming from - came on. And again there were no
shadows being cast, anywhere.
Then someone threw a switch and activated a hoist
attached to some cables that were attached to a big tarp. The tarp
was lifted straight up, and sitting on this huge steel platform was a
giant electromagnetic fusion containment engine! And I immediately
knew that, because its configuration was similar to mine but it was
the size of a Greyhound bus. Mine was about the size of a large
You can recognise engines that are comparable. If
I had an internal combustion engine taken out of a Model A Ford and
had it sitting on the ground and you pulled an engine out of a Viper
today and placed it alongside, you would recognise that they operate
on the same principle of internal combustion. However, the difference
in performance between the two is unbelievable.
It was the same situation with my little engine
and this thing they had stored underground. They both ran on the same
principle, the same configuration, but the level of sophistication is
like that of the Model A compared to the Viper engine. This thing
they had was so powerful. There were so many design features that I
didn't recognise, for reasons that became clear.
ROBERT: At this
point you were just looking at the engine. Where was the rest of the
DAVID: Well, that's
where the argument started. They asked me if I liked what I saw. I
said, "Well, yeah, but I'm confused. I thought I was the first one to
build one of these engines."
And this is where things really started getting
odd. The colonel that was with Dr Rudolph said, "Son, you want to
help us with this design here since yours is very similar to it. You
do want to help your country, don't you?"
Well, I had an American flag blanket. And I
listened to Anita Bryant's record before I went to sleep. I was a
real patriotic flag-waver even in the '70s. Of course, it wasn't real
popular to do that then because the war in Vietnam was still raging.
My peers couldn't understand why I loved America so much, but it was
just the way I was raised.
So at first I agreed with the colonel that I
wanted to help. However, I was very curious and asked, "Where are
your people that built this engine?" He paused for a moment, then
told me, "Well, they are on vacation right now. You're off on summer
vacation, right?" And I said, "Okay! That's good. Did they leave any
notes on their work that I can look at?" Then I was told, "Well, they
took them with them as homework. You get homework." And I was
thinking, "You know, this is really condescending. I am 17 years
old." But that's how they treated 17-year-olds back then. So I
thought, "Okay; I will play along with this asshole."
I agreed to help them, but told them that I needed
to get a closer look at the engine. And they agreed, at which point I
walked up and got onto the platform. And the closer I got to it, the
more I realised that these people had no idea what this engine was;
they were still trying to figure it out. I could tell that it didn't
belong to us. And when I was about three feet away, the first thing I
noticed was a perfect shadow of myself on the engine. And what did I
tell you earlier?
ROBERT: There were
no shadows anywhere.
DAVID: Right. So how
is my shadow showing up on this thing? And stranger still was that
the shadow moved about a half a second behind me. That really got my
attention. And I thought, "If this is what I think it is╔a heat
sensitive recognition alloy╔" And then I realised we don't have [any]
known material that could do that. So I looked up at the engine and I
asked for permission to climb to the top because I wanted to see the
damaged area. The thing had a hole about four feet in diameter in the
side of it, and this was the area that most interested me. Now, think
of a figure eight, and right where the two circles cross each other
is the eye of the hurricane. That's where the damage was located on
this engine. Knowing my own engine, I was assuming that this thing
had experienced some kind of breach in the electromagnetic flux field
that acts as the containment wall that harnesses the power of the
These engines basically function like a magnetic
bottle or sphere, and inside you have contained the power of the Sun
or a hydrogen bomb continuously detonating. It's not impossible to
figure out how this works, because it occurs all the time out in
space. Black holes can suck an entire galaxy full of suns into their
point of singularity. Obviously a black hole has no problem
containing that fusion energy.
What I did was mathematically figure out a way to
artificially create a synthetic black hole. And because it is based
on a figure-eight design, once it has stabilised it will always
implode and consume itself without pulling everything around it in.
But this engine at Area 51 had lost its stabilisation in the figure
eight, and that's why I was so curious about the hole.
The way this engine was built was really cool.
There wasn't a single screw or rivet or weld seam anywhere on this
entire device from end to end. It looked like it was grown rather
than assembled. And I thought, "Man, whoever built this really has
some incredible manufacturing techniques."
Over the years, I have been able to replicate this
process to some extent in an experiment that I built. It flew onboard
one of the 1993 Space Shuttle missions. It was part of the GAS (Get
Away Special) program. That's where you rent space in a 55-gallon
drum for your project. The first thing I did was melt alloys
together, and when you spin them in a weightless environment you can
create any type of dimension you want, because I figured out a way to
control this. There was always a question about how you shape liquid
metals in a weightless environment. It's a containerless process.
It's a real phenomenon.
ROBERT: You made a
form without using a mould?
DAVID: Right. I
figured out how to take a fluid glob floating in this weightless
environment and control it. For every geometric shape and dimension,
we know there is a corresponding sound wave. So I created this
machine that was attached to a Moog synthesiser, which allowed me to
replicate any shape I wanted simply by playing notes. This machine
generates interlocking standing sound waves that vibrate, even in
space, and which allowed me to shape the liquid metal.
That process proved to me what I had suspected
when I first saw the engine at Area 51 in 1971: whoever built that
engine used this process. This raised an even larger question in my
mind. Who could have built an engine of this size in space? I have
never discussed this publicly. But I was curious and I wanted to
replicate that engine design, which was clearly built in a weightless
ROBERT: Which means
DAVID: It would have
to be deep space. Like intergalactic deep space, away from any
planets or stars.
ROBERT: I guess you
wouldn't want your design process to encounter any gravitational
DAVID: Right. The
less the better. They are called "gravity convections". They didn't
want any gravity convection currents to show up in the alloy shaping
Anyway, when I placed my hands on the engine to
pull myself up, I began climbing up the exterior of the engine, which
was designed with an exoskeletal structure. The best way to explain
this is to look at the designs of H. R. Geiger; he is the designer
that created all the sets of the Alien movies.
happened when you touched it?
DAVID: It was warm,
which didn't make any sense at all. It was so cold in that hangar,
you could almost see your breath. I looked around on the floor and
saw no power lines. And I asked myself, "How in the world could this
alloy be staying warm?" And it was really hard. It was the hardest
material I have ever touched. It didn't give anywhere. The surface
cohesion tension on it felt more like a baby's skin. It was supple,
but hard and warm.
ROBERT: That is
weird, especially for metal.
DAVID: Yeah, and I
was thinking, "What the heck is going on?" And as I was crawling up
everywhere, I touched the surface and it reacted. When I turned and
looked at the Air Force guys, all their mouths were hanging open. And
so I assumed that the reaction they were seeing hadn't happened for
them, because wherever I touched it there were these really amazing
blue and white swirls moving down through the hull of this thing. It
looked like wavelengths that you see on an oscilloscope. When I
pulled my hands off, it stopped. And I said, "Wow! This thing is
So I continued to climb up until I reached the
centre area. It had these vertebrae that branched off, cascading,
fibre-like. They looked almost like fibre optic cables filled with
some kind of fluid. They were very small tubes the size of angel hair
pasta. There were millions of these things cascading over the hull of
this engine. And I thought, "Boy, these patterns look familiar." Then
it dawned on me: they looked like neural synaptic firing patterns.
There were millions of them going out everywhere on this thing. So I
thought that maybe the engine was designed with an exoskeletal brain.
And at that point, I reached out and grabbed some of the fibres and
found that they were really tough and that there was fluid in them.
And wherever I touched, no matter what I touched, there would be a
reaction to it like a tremor of visual lights.
As I walked down into the damaged area of this
thing, I finally said to the Air Force guys, "You know, this thing is
a power plant. It is more than a propulsion system. It is a power
plant. It obviously came out of a big vehicle╔a craft of some kind.
Where is that craft located?" Now they were not happy with me, but I
continued. "A craft like this must have had a crew. What did you do
with those people? This is clearly not American or Soviet technology,
is it, boys? This is some kind of extraterrestrial entity. How old is
it? Did you dig it up? Is it millions of years old or did you guys
shoot it down?" And man, they got really upset. They told the MPs to
take me down off the engine. As I was coming down, I was really
pissed off. I was so pissed off because I had had enough.
At this point, I knew where I was. I knew that
this engine was from somewhere other than Earth. I didn't know where
it had come from or how long they had had it, but it was obvious that
my whole world was coming undone in that moment. I grew up in a world
where the government would never lie. We had just landed on the Moon
the year before. And here the Air Force had this technology and they
weren't saying anything, which made me furious.
ROBERT: Let's back
up a little. When you were on the engine, there was something that
you saw, which you told me about in a previous conversation and which
I found really fascinating. How and when did you see the interior of
the reactor? Can you describe the crystals?
DAVID: What happened
was I asked for permission to inspect the damaged area inside of the
engine where it had been blown open. They hesitated on that
ROBERT: This was
before you made them angry?
DAVID: Before I came
out of that damaged area, totally pissed off╔because when I got down
in this thing, they told me to make it brief. So I got down and
looked in the area. Man, there was some incredible-looking technology
up and down this engine. And I couldn't get more than three feet into
it before I came up to a wall. And this wall╔it was like the
iris/shutter on a camera lens. It had lots of interlocking fans that
contract or expand - and I've always thought that would make the
coolest door. Well, there was this little round pod-thing there, and
I just put my hand on it; and when I did, the wall just shuttered
ROBERT: It opened
DAVID: It made a
ROBERT: Maybe that's
where they got the inspiration for the door design you saw at Area
DAVID: It could have
been. I have no idea. But I got to look deeper into the engine. And
what I saw in there was fascinating. It was such a trip being there
because whenever I worked on my fusion engines, everything was so
small; some parts I even had to machine under a microscope. Now, here
was a replication of my basic design that was big enough to walk
through. But man, this thing╔what I had manufactured to achieve a
certain function in my engine, this thing would have something else
in its place. And this something else would be stuff I couldn't begin
to recognise. There were these crystals that were facing each other.
They were fabulous-looking crystals. And they were integrated into
this plasma duct type thing.
And in my engine, I had such a hard time getting a
cyclotron to curve the blast waves I needed for propulsion. This
thing had some kind of venting system that allowed them to flush
their plasma out through an area that looked like the gills of a
shark. The whole thing was so organic looking. It looked like a
living machine - both organic and inorganic incorporated together. It
was an oxymoron. How do you explain something like that? So anyway, I
just got to see a lot of stuff in there that I couldn't
ROBERT: How many
minutes were you in the interior alone?
DAVID: I don't think
I was in there more than five minutes. I know that doesn't sound like
a very long time, but it felt like I was in there a week.
ROBERT: And I
believe you said you have a photographic memory.
DAVID: Yeah. I was
just clicking non-stop. I was just absorbing it all in. And when I
left, I didn't touch that pod, right? But as soon as I passed that
area, the door closed behind me. I never told the Air Force guys that
I went into that part of the engine. I don't think they ever knew
there was another compartment in the interior that they could enter.
DAVID: I don't
believe that it allowed them access. There was a presence, though,
about this engine. Just like you have a presence of a person and an
entity. It just had its own. So I came out of the engine and was
totally pissed off because I knew there was no way we could have
built it. It was using some kind of crystal containment field power
that we can't even imagine. I would have to work on it for a long
time to figure out how they were doing the fractions. Where I was
using the plasma in a linear mode, this thing was designed to go any
direction it wanted with its plasma flows. That's impossible.
ROBERT: With a
DAVID: Yeah. This
thing could do anything. And I really wondered who in the hell built
it. So as I started coming down the outside of the engine. After we
got into a big argument, I noticed that now, wherever I touched the
engine, it was no longer reacting with the nice blue and white swirls
of energy. They had changed to a reddish-orange flame-looking
pattern. And as I calmed down to try and figure out what that was, it
changed back to the bluish white, more tranquil-looking pattern.
That's when I realised that the engine is not just
heat sensitive; it reacts to mental waves. It is symbiotic and will
lock on to how you think and feel. This allows it to interface with
you. And that means this thing was aware. And it knew it was there.
And I knew that it knew I was there╔
About the Interviewee:
David Adair is an internationally
recognised expert in space technology spinoff applications for
industry and commercial use. At age 11, he built his first of
hundreds of rockets which he designed and test-flew. At 17, he won
"The Most Outstanding in the Field of Engineering Sciences" award
from the US Air Force. At 19, he designed and fabricated a
state-of-the-art mechanical system for changing jet turbine engines
for the US Navy that set world-record turnaround times that still
stand today. David Adair is the president of Intersect, Inc., and he
lectures and provides consulting services to companies and
organisations that want to know how to use the latest cutting-edge
About the Interviewer:
Robert M. Stanley is a writer and
researcher specialising in technology trends. His articles have been
featured in numerous publications and he has appeared on various
television and radio programs. Currently he is serving as an R&D
consultant for an international corporation. He can be emailed at
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