Reptoids, Reptilian, Lizard Individuals – it doesn’t matter what you like to name them, such a race of creatures have been spoken about for hundreds of years.
Did they exist? Do they nonetheless exist?
Considerably like the traditional giants conundrum, a lot is mentioned within the area of cryptozoology buffs.
Meet Mr. Crocodile Man (above). The Egyptians referred to as him Sobek and the Greeks referred to as him Suchos. He had a head like a crocodile and a headdress of feathers. For the Egyptians he was related to the Nile and fertility to the land (water being a valuable commodity).
Below Los Angeles, California there may be stated to be an elaborate metropolis constructed by reptilians. In 1933, a geophysicist and mining engineer named G. Warren Shufelt stated he invented an x-ray machine and was in a position to choose up on these tunnels. This was stated to run from Elysian Park to the Central Library. He stated this race of lizard-like beings had been associated to the Mayans and had taken to the underground the place they saved gold.
Some say that these reptilians come from Hole Earth – an idea that there’s one other world beneath ours throughout the protecting shell of the earth.
Upon event individuals have reported encountering these reptilians in caves in Missouri and Germany and different places around the globe. Stories element small flying autos throughout the caves utilized by this superior race and the capability to stroll by way of partitions.
Some bicyclists in a desert race in Tucson, Arizona had their very own encounter with a lizard individual. LINK
After which there’s a banker in his 50s determined to spend $75,000 to have implants, be castrated, and take away his ears, so he may grow to be a reptilian.
I just like the psychologist who stated fairly frankly, “I want to be a giraffe. I can have surgical procedure, resemble a giraffe, however I’m by no means going to BE a giraffe.” It is quite like enjoying faux a canine on Halloween, however not realizing that one is playacting a enjoyable position versus really having had a life from genetics and actions since start that defines his species.
Do reptilians exist at this time? Did they ever exist?
Actually the earth had nice situations for such a sort of “man” to exist tens of millions of years in the past in a time when dinosaurs roamed the earth and heat tropical climate prevailed.
If I had been to attempt to defend this idea, I might probably level out that man has tailored many instances to many environments, akin to Neanderthal along with his giant eyes and hulking hard-working body being tailored to excessive elevations and northern chilly climates, however not lasting the “thaw” out on the finish of the Pleistocene.
Do I personally consider they’re doable? I’m humble sufficient to confess that I am unable to show they do not exist. So, like Schrodinger’s cat, till these fellows are noticed, they each do and don’t exist.
A lot of my analysis technique entails how one can show and disprove (either side) of a doable unexplained entity. This retains me sincere in my analysis as I’ve nothing invested within the consequence and it makes me consistently need to be on my toes to defend or convict an idea.
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Here’s a checklist of 10 supposed sightings of reptilians in trendy days.
Had been these historic palms on a cave wall the palms of a human or a reptilian?
Then, there is a story shared by a younger man on Reddit, a lethal encounter –
There are creatures dwelling beneath the Superstition Mountains
I don’t actually know the place to start out. I’ve by no means posted right here earlier than, and really if I am sincere I solely made it to get solutions. I assume I’ll begin by saying my greatest pal died 4 months again whereas we had been on a climbing expedition.
His title was Patrick, and we grew up collectively in small city Superior, Arizona. Opposite to its title Superior is fairly inferior. It’s small, nondescript, and simply typically what you’ll count on of a small city in the course of the desert. The one fascinating factor about it’s that a number of motion pictures have been filmed there up to now, although nothing lately. It additionally has one different perk: it’s near the Superstition Mountains. They’re about half-hour to an hour outdoors of Superior, relying on site visitors and such.
Earlier than he died, Patrick and I favored to climb. Once we had been little we scaled bushes and had birthday events at rock-climbing locations, and once we had been older we’d climb the various mountains round our hometown. So naturally, we made a couple of journey out to the Superstitions. However one journey on the market was totally different. On the time nothing had appeared off. You recognize, only a typical day. We’d made loads of journeys out to the mountains so we had no cause to assume that one time could be any totally different or any much less…secure, for lack of a greater phrase, nevertheless it was.
In any case, like I stated, the day it occurred was in September. September in Arizona continues to be fairly heat so we figured we would go for a hike. The Superstitions had been our place of alternative that day.
Our first mistake was taking a special path than the one we normally did. Patrick stated he had discovered a path to a special a part of the east aspect mountains, the place we’d by no means climbed earlier than. It was a couple of mile or two off the primary path we normally took.
Solely two hours into strolling that path to no avail did Patrick inform me that oops, we had been misplaced. We had been contemplating simply going residence once I made one false step and the bottom gave means beneath me, sending me plummeting about 15 ft beneath the earth.
I had a few scrapes and bruises and I might damage my ankle, which made me largely unable to climb. We weighed our choices with me within the gap and finally determined that the most suitable choice was for Patrick to come back down with me and discover an alternate exit.
Earlier than you criticize this choice (which I now notice was idiotic) we had our causes for doing this, the primary being I could not climb out of the outlet even with our tools due to my ankle, and Patrick could not haul my weight up alone. We determined in opposition to Patrick going again for assist as a result of the stroll again would have taken till darkish, and the desert at evening is each chilly and swarmed by predators. Additionally, the path we had been on wasn’t on the map, so it greater than probably would have gotten us in hassle if any of the park rangers discovered.
So Patrick got here down into the outlet with me. Upon some investigating we realized there have been different hollowed out tunnels within the gap that lead deeper underground, so considering that another person had already explored this path/cave system/no matter and located an exit, we determined to comply with the tunnels.
The very first thing we observed down there was that the tunnels stank. There was a putrid odor within the air. I do not know how one can describe it apart from to say it smelled like stagnant water, the nonetheless soiled water you’ll discover in a swamp or creek. In case you’ve smelled it then you realize what I imply. It is an terrible odor, one which smells of rot and filth. However the odor rose the query: was there water someplace in these tunnels? In the midst of the desert no much less?
Not realizing what to make of it we continued on. The tunnels appeared to get steadily darker and our solely supply of sunshine was two small flashlights we would introduced in case we weren’t residence earlier than dusk. As we continued strolling, certain sufficient, we got here throughout a small pool of water, which was positively the supply of the nasty odor. It was a murky greenish colour, and we thought-about throwing one among our ropes all the way down to see how deep it was. We did not get an opportunity although, as a result of round then the noises started.
They had been delicate at first. Small little yips and chirps within the distance, so quiet that neither of us talked about them. We did not get a lot additional past the water earlier than they began getting louder. We received a transparent thought of what the sound was then, and I swear to God generally at evening when all is quiet I nonetheless hear these fucking noises. It was nearly like a clacking noise, it even sounded non dwelling at first. However every clack was punctuated by a hiss or growl or another noise that was positively the supply of an animal or creature or one thing dwelling.
By then we had been scared shitless, and we did not know what to do. We had been thus far into the tunnels that going again would take us not less than an hour, however we knew that we certain as hell weren’t going any additional. The noises received more and more frequent and so they sounded as in the event that they had been getting nearer. We began tracing our steps again, hoping to achieve the outlet I initially fell down.
We did not make it that far again although, or quite Patrick did not. A factor sprang out of the darkness and latched on to Patrick’s again. He screamed and by the point I rotated (I used to be just a few steps in entrance of him) the creature was already dragging him again into the darkness. I received a glimpse of it, although I want I hadn’t. It was all white, so white that we most likely would not have even wanted flashlights to see it at midnight. It had no eyes, like most cave dwellers, and it had a horrid mouth. A horrible, terrible mouth. Think about an angler fish’s mouth – that is what this factor’s mouth resembled. I did not see its arms or palms, however I am guessing it had claws as a result of Patrick left a path of blood on the filth because it dragged him away, him screaming and the creature screeching like a banshee.
I ran after them, however just a few yards forward the tunnel cut up into three new tunnels. I attempted going a bit farther down every, however I did not hear something or see something, so after about an hour, I gave up. I felt numb on the time. Nothing. No worry, no disappointment, no nothing. My thoughts reasoned that Patrick was most likely already useless, and that quickly I might be too if I did not go away. So that is what I did. I returned to the outlet the place we initially started and waited for dawn, because it was now darkish, hoping that somebody on the floor would discover me earlier than the creature(s?) did.
Within the morning, a park ranger certainly discovered me and assisted me out of the outlet with a group of different rangers. It seems that they did certainly patrol that a part of the mountains as a result of different individuals like me had fallen into ditches and holes, and a few had even gone lacking utterly. Afterwards, I informed them that I misplaced my pal within the tunnels beneath. They checked out me unusually and requested me what tunnels? Seems once they went down into the outlet, the tunnels had been lined in filth, as in the event that they had been by no means there to start with. They stated I had most likely simply dreamt it or imagined the tunnels being there in any respect.
The desert was looked for just a few weeks, and once they discovered nothing of notice, the search was closed and Patrick presumed useless, and that was the tip of it. Patrick’s mother and father did not need to speak about it, nobody did, it appeared. Nobody needed to recollect him or the “accident” as they referred to as it. So I have never had the possibility to inform anybody this story till now. I am sorry for the shortage of a “climax” or something like that, I am simply telling this to you precisely because it occurred. One second Patrick was there with me and the following he wasn’t. That is the tip of it. I am sorry I haven’t got footage, or something of the like. I have never discovered it in me to enterprise again out into the desert since that day.
However I did not kind this all down simply to “let it out.” If I may, I might by no means speak about this expertise ever once more, not even give it some thought. I need assistance. The factor is: I by no means noticed Patrick die. I noticed him get taken, however I did not see him die…what if he is nonetheless down there? Ready for assist? Praying that somebody will save him, cursing me for leaving him? It appears unlikely, but when it is true that he is nonetheless alive, what if I actually am abandoning him?
That brings me to my query, my cause for posting this. What do I do? Ought to I’m going again and see? Ought to I inform the authorities, realizing they will not take me critically? Ought to I inform Patrick’s mother and father, or simply allow them to consider their son died in some tragic accident? I do not know. The guilt is tearing me to items. I simply need closure. I simply need solutions.