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Unequivocal Proof of Psi Stranger Than Fiction |
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Admiral Turner knew what he was talking about regarding the CIA's psychic spooks. In 1974 Hal Puthoff and I briefed CIA officials at the highest levels about our work. The consensus among the operationally oriented people then was that we were "wasting our time" viewing U.S. targets when we could be looking at Soviet sites. The Deputy Director for Intelligence at the CIA at that time was John McMahon, who listened to our story and believed our remote-viewing data. After our briefing, he told us that he had one particular site in the Soviet Union that he would like us to investigate for him. |
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Now, after sixteen months of correspondence with the Freedom of Information Act folks at the CIA, and the help of two Congressmen, two lawyers (one of whom was my son Nicholas), and a senator, I am finally able to relate the following story, which is one of our most remarkable adventures with Pat Price and the CIA. Their letter to me is on page 62. |
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In the fall of 1974, one of our "monitors" from the CIA came to SRI with the coordinates for what he described as a "Soviet site of great interest to the analysts." Price and another of our most gifted viewers, Ingo Swann, had already demonstrated that they could describe distant locations that a co-experimenter was visiting. We had just begun a series of new and more difficult experiments to describe distant sites, in which the remote viewers were given only the site's geographical coordinates of latitude and longitude. Our government's security agencies wanted any information we could give them, and they were eager to find out if we could describe a target ten thousand miles away. |
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Armed with a slip of paper bearing only the coordinates, Price and I climbed to the second floor of SRI's Radio Physics building and locked ourselves into the small electrically shielded room that we used for our experiments. I joked with Price that this trial was just like the Rinconada Park experiment, only further away. As always, I began our little ritual of starting the tape recorder, giving the time and date, and describing who we were and what we were doing. I then read Price the coordinates. |
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