Article - Laura Knight-Jadczyk
The two months that Ark was here in early 1997 were packed with interesting events that slowly began to reveal a strange situation that made me rather nervous and still gives me the willies when I think back over it. The Hale Bopp comet was in the sky heralding mass suicide, UFOs were hovering over Arizona, strange people with strange agendas were trying to lure us into traps, and the C's were dropping hints and clues all over the place.
For the first month of his research in Gainesville, we rented an efficiency apartment that specialized in providing housing for visiting professors and researchers. With the USF libraries so handy, I spent most of my time doing research on things the C's had indicated would lead to revelations, keeping a research journal of my findings and thoughts as I worked.
Ark was assigned an office in the Mathematics building, just a hop away from the offices of the colleagues with whom he was working. One of them lent him a bicycle so as to solve the parking problem (there were generally no places to park!) and he enjoyed cycling around the campus for exercise and reflection.
The second month, we were offered a chance to share a larger house that was made available as accommodation for visiting professors. It was located in a wooded area that was very quiet, and this was the primary attraction. The apartment had been in a very noisy location.
There were several other visiting researchers in the math and physics departments, and our host very much enjoyed taking us around to the various restaurants where everyone talked physics and math, and I mostly just listened.
At one point, our host decided that we should all go canoeing on the Ichetucknee river, one of Florida's most scenic rivers with giant Cypress and Live Oak tress, many types of water birds and turtles, and undoubtedly a few alligators lurking, though we didn't see any. Since Ark had spent many hours kayaking when he was growing up, and canoeing had been a popular activity when I was a teen-ager, we found that we were a great team in a canoe, and I am happy to report that we didn't capsize even once! Afterward, we all visited my aunt and uncle who have a large farm near to the river. They were happy to set a table for a phlock of physicists, and the foreign guests very much enjoyed good Southern food and hospitality. On the drive back to Gainesville that evening, we stopped on the side of a dark country road and got out to gaze at the Hale Bopp comet. It was magical.
Meanwhile, strange things were brewing. The Matrix was locked on our frequency and began firing weirdness like heat seeking missiles.
Out of the many strange emails Ark received, among the strangest was one from something called The Institute of New Physics, which proposed to finance Ark to do research in nano-technology. The email had been sent to his institute in Poland from an individual named Sue Brana.
We decided that we needed to dialogue with Sue Brana, a bit more. During the course of these exchanges, she revealed that one of the groups she represented had financed the writing of the book "Angels Don't Play This HAARP," by Nick Begich. It seems that this was shared in order to suggest to us that they were "good guys" and definitely open to unusual thinking and approaches.
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