Nigel Kerner - Grey Aliens and the Harvesting of Souls: The Conspiracy to Genetically Tamper with Humanity

Grey Aliens and the Harvesting of Souls

Nigel Kerners shocking new book totally redefines the nature of the alien presence on our planet. In a detailed study that is certain to send shockwaves throughout the world of UFO research, Kerner offers a terrifying theory to explain the presence of the so-called extraterrestrial Greys on our world. Far from being the benevolent visitors that many abductees believe them to be, in reality aliens are cold and clinical creatures whose stark and terrible task is to reap and manipulate our very life forcethe human soulfor purposes both nefarious and ominous. A book that should, and must, be read.

NICK REDFERN, AUTHOR OFFINAL EVENTS:
ALIEN ABDUCTIONS, THE GOVERNMENT, AND THE AFTERLIFE

Is God willing to prevent evil, but not able?

Then he is not omnipotent.

Is he able, but not willing?

Then he is malevolent.

Is he both able and willing?

Then whence cometh evil?

Is he neither able nor willing?

Then why call him God?

EPICURUS, GREEK PHILOSOPHER,
341270 BCE

NOTE TO THE READER

Author-Coined Terms

In this work, the author has coined or provided specialized definitions of certain words that are unique to this discussion, such as Brind (brain mind) and Godverse (a universe that is eternal and thus timeless, where all the extremes of values that are perfect are inherent and free). A complete list of these terms and their meanings has been provided in the Glossary at the back of the book for your ready reference.

Contents

Introduction

I was passing through the East End of London with my fellow schoolmates, on our way to see the famous Tower of London. The year was 1960. I was fourteen years old, and we were all, my mates and I, full of the exuberances of youth that were natural at that age. There was excitement, even joy, in the form of a zest running like soft brush strokes of stinging nettles around the extremities of my body, joy in anticipation of what was waiting for us all just a few meters ahead on one thousand square meters of pure historyhistory wrapped up in ghosts and human ghouls that marked the jagged desultory corridors of a British past.

Prior to that day, I had never taken ghosts as a phenomenon seriously enough to give even a lingering thought to them. I had always been a dreadful cynic. My mind has naturally never had a penchant for the belief in anything that I could not see, feel, or touch. Ghosts were definitely out. But something really strange happened on that first trip to the Tower. I suddenly felt real fear at one point on the tour. I remember feeling annoyed at myself at not being able to explain why. The fear arose just there, at a particular location, and nowhere else. There was nothing forbidding about the place, it was a kind of lobby from which a staircase descended. The fear was completely irrational, and this irritated me more.

Reason had been my lifelong agent of assurance, but reason deserted me at that point. It was inexplicable. There was of course the underlying prompt suggesting that I was subconsciously tapping into all I had heard about ghosts and the Tower. This was possible, but it was intriguing that I felt no fear whatsoever in any other part of the Tower. I have since been back to the ancient edifice several times and on every single occasion felt the same gut-wrenching fear at that particular spot.

This curious phenomenon was the only strange inexplicable experience in my life, till much later. The lack of resolution of this mystery annoyed me for a long time, but it did trigger a sort of perverse fascination with things inexplicable, setting a route forward for me to a much more open mind about such things, particularly the nature of our reality. Despite my experience in the Tower, as I continued with my education, science was my root and branch, and the simple questions of everyday physical reality were settled with the equations that balanced this reality on either side of an equal sign.

Then, when my son was about the same age, he posed a question to me that led me to a discovery that blew my mind and called into question all that I had previously believed to be real. My sons mind had my respect. He was not a frivolous boy by nature. A studious and highly intelligent young man, he would always pose questions that required some pretty nifty thinking to find an answer. The answer to this particular question took twenty-two years, and when it finally arrived, it was most certainly not the answer I expected. The question was: Dad, are UFOs real?

I first set out to investigate the UFO phenomenon to prove to my son that it was all nonsense and that the world was full of timid, gullible, paranoid sorts who would believe anything that would cause raised eyebrows in the interest of conversational anecdotes, party pieces, and downright attention seeking. I thought that all it would take was some clear coherent study and painstaking research and I would soon see off these prophets of doom, despondency, and distortion. I saw it as a lesson for my boy, which as a father I would be proud to offer. I set a strict scale of objectivity, and with a super ferret for a senior researcher, I set out to blow the lid off the canard I thought it all to be.

Within one year of seriously looking at it all, I was folded up like a dead spider in ignominious retreat from this point of view. My research revealed that not only was the UFO phenomenon truebeyond a shadow of a doubtbut also that the whole thing pointed to the most deadly secret in the world. It was a secret that turned known human history on its head and revealed a conspiracy so terrifying that it struck at the very root of the value of our existence as a species. It cut through the bases of all religions, science, and social semantics. The range of concatenate associations and knowledge fields I had to look at turned out to be so vast that it took me nearly two decades to do the subject justice.

I came to the inescapable conclusion that not only were UFOs real, but that Homo sapiens sapiens which we call the primary controlling living species on this planetis a genetically farmed species, farmed for the utilitarian purposes of the occupants of the UFOs: alien extraterrestrials. Our awesome vanity as a species, it seems, has prevented us from seeing what has been in front of our very noses for millennia. We have known nothing about it, just as a laboratory rat knows nothing about the fact that it is in an artificial environment. The rat has not decided to be in the laboratory; it knows nothing about its genetically determined body with red eyes and white fur. It goes about its business in its cage thinking that this is all there is to its world. It has no clue that a strange species alien to its own is giving it and its companions time to be themselves, providing food, and then making them pay the price. The price is capture and, if they are unlucky, pain. Their bodies are used as measuring devices for someone elses end.

Yes, folks! It is my contention that we were farmed into existence in our present form as the species Homo sapiens sapiens by a superior alien intelligence just as we, in turn, farm other animal intelligences less than ours, in farms and laboratories all over the world.

This book is my insight into the frightening phenomenon of alien abduction and interception in the affairs of the human race. Abductees report the removal of sperm and ova and the making of hybrid babies. The abduction phenomenon cannot, it seems, be explained away as the aberration of an unbalanced mind or the result of a state of sleep paralysis. Over a million people in the United States alone report the same experiences with the same key factors present. The book takes a serious look at the situation in terms of the sociological consequences of this profound threat to our humanity, with strict recourse to purely scientific rather than mystical paradigms.