Historical Reprints Mysteries Son of the Sun : Secret of the Saucers

Son of the Sun : Secret of the Saucers

Son of the Sun : Secret of the Saucers
Catalog # SKU1773
Publisher InnerLight/Global
Weight 1.00 lbs
Author Name Orfeo Angelucci
 
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Son of the Sun
Secret of the Saucers


Two Books in One Volume

by
Orfeo Angelucci

About the Author:

Orfeo Angelucci was born June 25, 1912, in Trenton, New Jersey. Science, particularly fundamental physics, has been his greatest interest and most intense study since his early school years. This preoccupation led Mr. Angelucci into work with General Motors and Lockheed Aircraft during the years of World War II and the Korean conflict.

The author's studies and practical experience in the field of airplane manufacturing have produced his unusual writings about space and its various attributes.

Mr. Angelucci believes his background was the reason for his being given the story he has told in THE SECRET OF THE SAUCERS and SON OF THE SUN.

From the Publisher

Of all the legendary UFO contactees that Long John interviewed, Orfeo Angelucci stands out in my mind. There was sincerity in his voice. He seemed charming. There was no doubt he believed in what he was saying. He wasn't a kook. He had " credentials." Long John pointed out that Orfeo actually worked at the famed Lockheed aircraft corporation . It was near the plant where he was employed that Angelucci had a number of his best UFO related contacts as he drove across the desert at night on his way home. His experiences, no matter how wild they might seem - and they were really wild - had to be for real. They just had to be. They were so full of peace and love. Sigh!

As John C. Super explains in his book, The Fifties In America (Salem Press): " As humanity began to venture out into space during the late l950's, it was only natural that curiosity about what was 'out there' would consume Americans. In many ways, the flying saucer mythos of the decade constituted a popular, folkloric manifestation of that curiosity, but more importantly, it mirrored the fears of conquest by outriders and destruction by nuclear warfare that haunted people during this era. Moreover, in the tales of the contactees, flying saucer lore addressed Americans' hopes and dreams that perhaps their current problems might have a peaceful outcome."

The book you are now reading is confirmation of such a higher thought process. I have always felt that even if we cannot take such contact experiences such as Angelucci's as the literal truth it behooves us to not toss out such stories from our lives. It is as if the planet itself - the Great Mother Goddess - is directing Orfeo to speak to us, and for us to listen in order to save ourselves from certain annihilation.

As Orfeo is told by one of his contacts: " Among the countless other worlds in the cosmos, the children of Earth are as babes, destitute of knowledge. Among the other worlds of the universe are many types of spiritual and physical evolutions. Each form of intelligent life adapts itself to the physical conditions prevalent upon its home planet. Most of these evolutions exist in more highly attenuated forms of matter than upon Earth. But the majority are rather similar to man in appearance. There is a definite reason for this being so. In reality, we are Earth's older brothers and thus we will aid Earth's people insofar as they, through free will, will permit us to do so."

Orfeo confesses that he feels small in the presence of these beings: " As I listened to this gentle voice I began to feel a warm, glowing wave of love enfold me, so powerful that it seemed as a tangible soft golden light. For a wonderful moment I felt infinitely greater, finer and stronger than I knew myself to be. It was as though momentarily I had transcended mortality and was somehow related to these super beings."

Perhaps after reading Son Of The Sun, we can all begin to feel the same way.

I hope the words in this book rub off on you as they have done on me.
Tim Beckley

Excerpt

Many persons have asked me why the space visitors should have chosen me for contact rather than some other individual whom they considered eminently better qualified for such a contact than myself. Why, they infer, should the space visitors have picked so insignificant a nonentity as I for their revelations?

In all humility I tell you that I too have asked both the space visitors and myself that very question many times. And it is only within recent months that I have begun to understand fully just why I was chosen. But this is not the place in this book to disclose the reasons for their choice. After you have finished the book, however, you will have the answer. It is up to you then to decide whether or not you agree with the saucer beings in their choice of contact.

Thus I shall begin by telling you something of my early life and the space visitors first contact with me back in the year 1946, when I was totally unaware that I first came under their observation.

My childhood was the usual happy, carefree childhood of most American boys. I joined in the less strenuous games, attended school and was fairly good in my studies, although I was always frail and in poor health. Fortunately, my family was in fairly comfortable circumstances and they and my two indulgent uncles saw to it that I always had the best medical attention available.

My youthful trouble was diagnosed as " constitutional inadequacy" and its symptoms were great physical weakness, lassitude, lack of appetite and malnutrition. Hence I tired very easily and the slightest physical effort often left me weak and exhausted. I suffered from severe migraine headaches and as I grew older it seemed at times that every nerve and muscle in my body ached with excruciating pain.

When I was in the ninth grade the doctors advised that I discontinue school and continue my studies at home. This arrangement was highly satisfactory with me, for I had always been intensely interested in all branches of science. At home I was able to devote my entire time to the study of these subjects.

With plenty of rest and on a weight-building diet I gained strength and within a year the doctors believed I was well enough to return to school. But as my family had suffered some financial reverses in the meantime, it was decided that it would be best if I went to work for a while. I heartily approved. My first job was with my uncle's flooring and stucco company. He hired me as an estimator-salesman as I was not equal to any heavy work. I liked the work and enjoyed getting out and meeting people. All in all I got along pretty well even though I was considered just a kid. In my spare time I continued to study all of the books I could get hold of on scientific subjects.

In 1936 I met Mabel Borgianini, an attractive Italian girl who is a direct descendant of the famous Italian Borgias. From the first, both of us knew that we were meant for each other. Her happy, cheerful disposition helped me to keep from brooding over my health and physical inability to accomplish all of the things that I longed to do. It was the happiest day of my life when we were married. About a year later our first son, Raymond, was born and our cup of happiness was full.

A little later I suffered a complete physical breakdown and was forced to give up my job. My weight fell alarmingly from 150 to 103 pounds and I was so weak that I could scarcely sit up. After a number of medical examinations and complicated tests, the doctors decided I was suffering from a neurovascular disturbance. They prescribed complete rest and continuous medical attention.

Thus I entered a new world, a white world of doctors, nurses and hospital beds.

For eighteen long months I was confined to bed. My body was wracked with excruciating pains and I was so utterly exhausted that I could not even read. Medical science was doing everything possible for me, but I knew that my doctors didn't believe that I would ever pull through. Frankly, I didn't much care whether I lived or died. Life was no longer desirable. To lie day after day on a white hospital cot with a body flayed with pain and too exhausted even to think is indeed a living hell. Death, I felt, could only mean release from pain. Especially was the confinement difficult for me to bear as I had always loved the out of doors, the sparkle of the sunshine, the whisper of the leaves in the woods, and the music of the woodland streams. Sometimes I prayed that I might die and escape the pain and awful weariness that ached in my muscles.



CONTENTS

VOLUME ONE
The Secret Of The Saucers


INTRODUCTION TO THE NEW EDITION
FOREWORD
THE DISK FROM ANOTHER WORLD
I TRAVEL IN A FLYING SAUCER
MY MEETING WITH NEPTUNE
" WE CAN APPEAR AND FUNCTION AS EARTHMEN, ORFEO!"
THE PAST IS NEVER DEAD!
AIRPLANES DO DISAPPEAR!
FLYING SAUCER CONVENTION IN HOLLYWOOD
MY AWAKENING ON ANOTHER PLANET
THE TRIP EAST
NEPTUNE AGAIN AND PHENOMENA IN NEW JERSEY
I HAVE A VISION
HOW TO KNOW A FLYING SAUCER
STRUCTURE AND MOTIVE FORCES OF FLYING DISKS
THE TRUE NATURE OF THE SAUCER MYSTERY
THE SECRET OF THE SAUCERS

VOLUME TWO
Son Of The Sun


ADAM IN THE DESERT
THE DANCE IN A GLASS
THE SPEED OF LIGHT
VEGA ALERTS ADAM
VENUS, OUR SISTER
LANDING ABOARD ANDROMEDA
ADAM MEETS ANTARES
NATURE OF INFINITE ENTITIES
ADAM'S MOMENT OF ILLUMINATION
A NIGHT OUT ON VENUS
ADAM LEARNS ETERNITY
THE EASE OF FORGETTING
INTO THE SUN AND OUT AGAIN
ADAM SAYS GOODBYE


Softcover, 8¼" x 10¾", 250+ pages
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