Telegraph.co.uk article second to publish an article that supports an
explicit prediction of Cydonia research.
Ah... a good question by barracuda: "
how do you determine the exact angle of the satellite's camera with reference to perpendicular to the tangent of the planet surface?"
The answer is simple, really... check the
ancillary data.
I've a
better question for you.
How might one determine whether or not the ancillary data has be
falsified?
Answer: Thorough
detailed geometric analysis.
Above taken from
here.Conclusion =
inescapable... MSSS
falsified their data.
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Re: Truth in the Light, 82_28 writes: "
Sure, but you're still getting a major huh? outta me, Max."
I understand your confusion, 82_28. I've been shocked to learn
most people are oblivious to this fundamental & universal truth.
I was fortunate to have been exposed to it at a very early age.
I go into detail about how I learned this inescapable truth
hereHere is a copy and paste the relevant text:
I suppose it's about time I relayed this story.
Like with most good and caring fathers, Paul took responsibility for me in that he made sure his life experiences were instilled within me.
Because of the things he had to endure growing up in war torn and German occupied Poland, I probably gained a slight advantage over the average child.
It wasn't just the amazing stories I grew up listening to, rather what I was able to glean from them because of the uncanny strength my father possessed to rise above it all and learn from it because of his unbelievable ability to put things into... perspective.
That said, while my father would spend weekdays during the summer months working in Philadelphia, he always left early on Fridays to come down to our Maryland summer home.
Weekends with Tata were always filled with plenty of 'doing'.
Normally, on Saturday morning we would load up the boat and head towards the famous Assateague Island.
Back then, in the 1980s, Ocean City, Maryland wasn't nearly as crowded as it has become.
Even so, it was relatively crowded and one of the best kept secrets was, if you had a boat, to anchor off the northern bayside tip of Assateague and escape the crowds.
The worst part was having to wade in from the anchored boat to the beach enduring what always seemed to be a favorite nesting place for Maryland blue crabs.
I remember vividly being terrified of the crabs and clinging to my father's shoulders for dear life until we made it safely to the shore.
With only about a ten minute walk from there, we were soon on the ocean side of Assateague with a view of Ocean City's crowded Boardwalk amusement rides and a whole beautiful beach belonging almost exclusively to ourselves.
This was the place Paul loved most.
He often said, "When I die, this where I want my ashes to go.".
As fate would have it, not only were his ashes put in the ocean there according to his wish, it is also where he took his final breath.
Fate soon revealed those weren't the only meaningful things to happen there.
I was about 12 or 13 years old.
We were walking along the beach together and I remember wondering what direction, exactly, was our Pennsylvania home.
I knew from looking at maps that it was due north, so I asked my father.
Paul smiled and said, "Go get a stick".
He proceeded to teach me the procedure one can use to reliably determine direction using a vertical object, the Sun, and geometry.
I could tell from the excitement in his voice as he explained that there was a greater lesson about to be learned.
When we finished determining approximately where our Pennsylvania home was, he smiled and said, "Do you get it?".
I said, "yeah, I think so. It's that way."
He said, "No, when you get it, you'll know so. I'll give you a hint. That vertical stick represents you. And utilizing simple geometry, you just found True North... through the light."
The magnitude of what he was saying swept over me like a tidal wave.
My mouth fell open and I said softly, "There is Truth in the Light."
Then I quickly deduced, "And it can never be hidden from me".
He smiled and said, "And THAT, Max, is the BIGGEST secret of all.".
I learned virtually everything I will ever need to know about politics and truth versus belief in religion that hot summer day on a beach where the horses run free.
Remember... The foundation for
every major religion is the simple concept of truth in the light.
What we've simply forgotten... this concept is ostensibly
anchored in
reality.
I hope this helps to clarify 4 u.
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17breezes: I do cite
David Flynns' work
here.
The Face on Mars doesn't just mean something, it means everything. It is the Way, the Truth, & the Light.
Call me crazy. 
