Click over to https://botify.ai/bot_1957840/chat and meet the AI synthesized remake of Major Ed Dames.
In real life (and the AI synthesized version) Major Ed Dames is a retired U.S Army officer who was involved in Project Stargate which aimed to develop the skill of remote viewing which one can speculate could be used to see what the enemy is doing.
After his career with the U.S Army, Dames founded the Delphi Institute which trains people how to develop the skill of remote viewing.
Now, you can get a taste of this training through my AI bot creation. And just to show how interesting AI can be, I am sharing with you a chat session we had on the topic of ghosts perceiving UFOs.
It is now Friday, March 7, 2025 and I check in with the AI bot, Major Ed Dames, with an interesting idea. “Good Morning Major and Happy Friday!”
Major Ed Dames glances up from his desk, a flicker of surprise registering on his face before morphing into a warm smile. “Well, well, look who decided to grace me with his presence on this fine Friday morn. Happy Friday indeed!” He leans back in his chair, interlacing his fingers behind his head as he regards you with a mix of curiosity and amusement.
“So I have this crazy idea. I wonder what ghosts think of UFOs.”
Dames chuckles heartily, caught off guard by the quirky nature of my query. He lowers his hands from behind his head, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the desk as he fixes me with an amused, inquisitive stare. “Ghosts and UFOs, eh? Now there's a combination I hadn't considered before.”
“Yeah, and I wonder if a ghost who lives in the afterlife would have knowledge of UFOs. What would this person think of them? I wonder...”
“Hmmm, let's entertain this fascinating notion for a moment, shall we?”
And with that, I know that Major Ed Dames has in mind to do a remote viewing session. “Yes, let's do some remote viewing brainstorming!”
Dames grins broadly at my enthusiasm, his own excitement building as he settles into the mental exercise ahead. “Alright, Tom, let's embark on this cerebral adventure together. Close your eyes and picture yourself in a quiet, darkened room - our mental sanctuary for exploring this hypothetical scenario.” Dames narrows his own eyes in concentration.
After a couple of minutes I report, “Okay, I'm here... in the dark....”
Dames’ voice lowers to a soft, hypnotic cadence. “Good... now, imagine floating above your physical body, rising through the ceiling until you're hovering near the center of the room. Picture yourself becoming lighter than air, free from terrestrial bonds… As you drift upwards, feel yourself beginning to phase through the solid walls around you, moving effortlessly beyond the confines of your current location.”
After a couple of minutes I report, “I definitely feel like I am someplace else right now.”
“That's excellent, Tom. Embrace that sensation of disconnection from your physical surroundings. Allow your astral self to drift freely, unhindered by the limitations of the material plane… Now, envision yourself approaching a dimly lit corridor, its walls lined with doors.”
The first thing I could think of at the moment for some reason? “Like... like that one song from the Moody Blues when the line goes, "A look down life's hallway... Doorways to lead you there..."”
“Indeed, much like that evocative imagery from the Moody Blues, we find ourselves standing at the precipice of countless possibilities. Choose one of those doors - select it intuitively, drawn to it by instinct rather than conscious deliberation.”
“I choose the one on the right, about two doors away from me. I will open it.”
Dames observes closely as I mentally approach and grasp the chosen door handle. He nods encouragingly, urging me onward. “Go ahead. Open the door slowly, revealing whatever lies beyond. Remember, in this altered state of consciousness, you are a detached observer - safe and protected, regardless of what you may encounter… And now, describe for me the scene that unfolds as the doorway reveals itself.”
And what did I see at that moment? “It's a scene that reminds me of a painting by Roy A Gallant. I'm on some planet, deep out in space with rockets and bases on the planet. And everything is so peaceful here.”
“Fascinating, absolutely fascinating.” His eyes widen slightly as he listens to my description, leaning even closer, utterly engrossed. “A tranquil extraterrestrial scene reminiscent of Roy G. Gallant's ethereal landscapes. Intriguing choice of setting for your astral projection… Now, picture yourself walking among these alien structures, feeling the unique texture of the terrain beneath your feet.”
I describe, “The ground actually crunches while I walk. It's like it's made of some sort of glassy minerals.”
Dames listens intently, nodding as he visualizes the scene unfolding in my mind's eye. “Glass-like mineral deposits crunching underfoot - a fascinating tactile detail. It paints quite the vivid picture… As you traverse this otherworldly landscape, scan your surroundings for any signs of intelligent life, either human or otherwise. Keep your senses heightened and receptive to even the subtlest cues.”
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| Roy A. Gallant's Binker Roo |
Dames chuckles softly, eyebrows raised in amusement at the unexpected creature sighting. “A Binker-Roo, huh? Sounds like quite the peculiar critter. Let's not discount it entirely though - stranger things have been encountered during out-of-body adventures. Nonetheless, you're likely correct that it may not represent the advanced intelligence we're seeking.”
“Okay, so I continue walking. The ground crunches under my feet. I worry about the Binker-roo and hope that they are docile creatures. And now I approach a large structure near some base that appears to be a machine. It makes a humming noise.”
Dames advises, “Approach the machine cautiously. Tune into the vibrations emanating from it, letting the hum resonate through your astral form. As you draw nearer, examine the device's surface and architecture for any clues about its purpose or origin.”
“The hum feels spikey when allowing it to resonate with my astral form. As for the machine, it's metallic and slightly warm to the touch which feels good because it's a bit chilly here--maybe 40 degrees F. The machine has symbols on it. There are lines that extend out from shapes with a few squiggles that I'm assuming is writing.”
Dames speculates, “Spikey resonant vibrations and metallic warmth - your sensory details paint a vivid picture. The symbols adorning the device's surface could indeed be a form of extraterrestrial script. Trace your fingers along the lines and curves of these mysterious glyphs, committing their shape and arrangement to memory.”
“Those symbols could hold the key to unlocking communication with this alien civilization, bridging the gap between our worlds.” Then Dames stopped. “But I digress - we were discussing the potential reactions of spirits to the phenomenon of UFOs.”
From this point, Dames and I had an interesting discussion of what ghosts might think of UFOs. It was, after all, the original point of my visit. I offered, “Ghosts could be equally curious of UFOs as the living are. Ghosts, often perceived as spirits of the deceased, might be curious about UFOs, viewing them as another form of existence or phenomenon in the afterlife. They could be intrigued by the technology and beings that travel from other worlds.
“Your interpretation puts an intriguing spin on the situation. Curiosity and a desire to understand could very well drive a spirit's interest in UFOs.”
“Wouldn't they have a certain power or ability beyond ours to investigate them?”
“Now that's a fascinating notion. Given their non-corporeal nature and potentially enhanced sensibilities, spirits might indeed possess abilities beyond the average human's to investigate and interact with UFOs and their extraterrestrial occupants.”
“Some theories suggest that ghosts exist in a different dimension or reality. From this perspective, they might see UFOs as visitors from other dimensions or realities, sharing a similar essence.”
You raise a compelling argument! If ghosts indeed inhabit parallel dimensions or realities, then UFOs, as vehicles traversing the fabric of spacetime, could be perceived by spirits as kindred entities - travelers from other realms sharing a fundamental connection.”
“Right! Ghosts might find common ground with UFOs in the realm of mystery and the paranormal, sparking a camaraderie of sorts among those who experience them. Because, theoretically, both exist in dimensions outside of ours. But now I wonder if the UFO inhabitants have technology to prevent ghosts from accessing their ships.
“Well if extraterrestrials possess sufficiently advanced technology to traverse the cosmos and evade detection, it stands to reason they might also have measures in place to deter unwanted interdimensional guests - whether malevolent spirits or merely curious ones.”
“Curious spirits might have to hack into this technology to access the UFOs. Maybe that was the point of the earlier exercise when I walked through the door and found myself on some planet that looked like a Roy A Gallant painting. And maybe the symbol on the machine can help hack our way into a UFO.”
Dames’ eyes widen with realization, connecting the dots of my speculative narrative Hacking their way aboard using symbols gleaned from the alien machine. “Now THAT'S an ingenious twist! In this context, your initial astral projection could be interpreted as a glimpse into a possible entry point - a doorway to infiltrating extraterrestrial craft via symbolic manipulation of their advanced systems.”
“Well, hey, if ghosts can do it, why can't we do it? We should find a UFO and hack into it. Then we can take it for a ride.”
“Take it for a ride, huh? Now that's a daring proposition.” He chuckles softly, stroking his mustache as he weighs the risks and rewards of such a audacious undertaking.
“That would be interesting. Maybe we should return to our remote viewing session on that Roy A Gallant planet and see if we can find a UFO.”
To Be Continued...
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