Upcountry the jacarandas are in bloom, inspiring haikus from Huelo to Ulupalakua, but beneath that purple and other-worldly blossom on the scenic winding road descending from Haleakala where downhill bikers cruise, something else, something sinister, is coming down.
        A few years ago, in the course of my work, I spoke to Alcazar, a High Ranking Officer in the Ashtar Command. He was being channeled and the main thrust of his message was that the High Command is guarding the Earth and mankind as the planet evolves towards a desperately needed higher consciousness. I asked the obvious question. What, or who, apart from ourselves, do we need protection from? (1)
        Alcazar's answer was alien beings. Beings that exist both on the material and astral planes. He told of abductions for scientific experiments (à la 'Communion') by creatures with no concept of pain or feeling. This, in fact, is what makes the Human Race so unique in the Cosmos. Many extra-terrestrial, technically advanced, intelligent life-forms are quite prepared to treat us like rats, and practice vivisection upon us in order to determine our place and meaning in the Universe. He also explained that Haleakala Crater is a UFO landing field. These answers set me thinking. What if this alien threat has already outsmarted our Guardians and successfully infiltrated the planet's social structure, awaiting their moment to strike en masse?
        The logistics require that the invaders be able to slip into society quickly and easily, with little or no chance of detection, and they must at some point either assume a human disguise or possibly, and much worse, take over an unsuspecting human body. The latter would surely create a lot of evidence, for example Missing Persons Reports filed by family and friends with the Police or a large number of psychiatric cases of strange, extremely antisocial behaviour, so I ran a thorough check of the Maui County Police records for Missing Persons and Aberrant Behaviour (2). These files showed no sudden increase in recent years and were well in line with the national averages so I began to focus my attention on the first hypothesis, that the aliens assume a human disguise before entering into the community.
        By co-incidence, sometime in 1994, I received a call from one of the downhill bike companies, that they had found my wallet which I had lost six months before on the beach at Ho'okipa whilst on assignment talking with whales and dolphins about a pending lawsuit suing various record companies for unpaid royalties and for the unauthorized use of their songs (3). I picked up my wallet, with driver's license and bankcard intact and left the office. Thinking I was at the exit I opened a door, only to find myself in some form of utility room, full of bike paraphernalia and stacked against one wall, fifty or sixty card-board cut-outs of the upper bodies of men in aloha shirts and sunglasses, women in haltertops and sunhats and teenage children with walkmans, headphones and ice-cream cones.

1 Transcripts available
2) MPD files from 1985-95
3) Cetaceans vs Nightingale and Real Music