"Ummo Letter 952"

April 29, 2018 Document title: ATIENZA and the planet URLN Date: December 1968 Author: The editors of the magazine "L’Actualité Espagnole" Recipients: The readers of the magazine "L’Actualité Espagnole" Original language: Spanish Notes: This document contains a translation of the articles that, under the name "THE SINOD AFFAIR," were published in issues No. 884 of 12/12/1968 and 885 of 19/12/1968 in the magazine L’Actualité Espagnole (LAE), as well as three other articles on the same subject appearing in this magazine in issues No. 886, 888, and 893. What follows is the French translation by Jacques Costagliola of the articles published in L’Actualité Espagnole about the case known as Sinod-Ortiz-Atienza, reported or referenced by Manuel R. Landecho (09/05/2003). These articles can be taken either as good fiction or as a complement to the Oummo case and thus given the same label of importance. As a preamble to this document, you will read a few paragraphs from the document by David Lozano Marqués entitled "CHRONOLOGY OF THE SINOD AFFAIRE," which places the said SINOD case in its context. Warning: this document is not originally Oummo-related! It was produced by an earthling in connection with the Oummo dossier. CHRONOLOGY OF THE SINOD AFFAIR (David Lozano Marqués) Date: November 12, 1968 Theme: SINOD AFFAIR On that day, a person hiding under the pseudonym SINOD — whose real name, given in Antonio Ribera’s book "OUMMO, the incredible truth," is Francisco Donis Ortiz — had an encounter with a UFO, which later would have strong implications in the OUMMO case. The case, broadly outlined, was as follows: That day, Sinod was driving from Valencia to Madrid when he received a telepathic command to turn at the intersection near the National Parador of Alarcón, where he was to meet an extraterrestrial. Although his car broke down, thanks to a truck driver who helped him restart it, the car eventually arrived at the Parador, where he saw a large disc-shaped object hovering above the ground, from which a human-like being descended. This being stated his name was Atienza and that he was a descendant of humans but originally from a planet called Urln, whose inhabitants were small macrocephalic beings, although there was also a small colony of Earthlings. (Note: There is a typo to be corrected in the Spanish text: "peque os" instead of "pequeños.") Date: Late 1968, early 1969 Theme: Publication of the SINOD case The magazine L’Actualité Espagnole published in issues No. 884 (12/12/1968), 885 (19/12/1968), 886 (26/12/1968), 888 (01/09/1969), and 893 (02/13/1969) articles signed by Sinod in which he reported... On April 29, 1968, he met an extraterrestrial named Francisco Atienza, from whom he received telepathic messages. Following the publication of his experiences on January 18, 1969, Sinod (Francisco Donis) received a letter from the Oummains (Editor’s note: This refers to D88 (T4-46 to 47) received on 01/18/1969) proposing what we can read in the following paragraphs extracted from this letter: Honorable Sir, In your account regarding the contacts you had with the visitor Atienza, you state that you continue to maintain relationships through ideographic communication of a telepathic nature with him. We request that among the questions posed by you, we ask simply if he is willing (since, until now, it has not been possible for us to initiate contact with this civilization) to respond to our question formulated in binary code. Simply - we REPEAT - to know if he is willing to satisfy this request. The answer that Mr. Atienza provides can be communicated to us via one of your articles or, alternatively, we would suggest another means to reach us. On February 28, 1969, Donis received a new letter from the Oummains. (Editor’s note: This refers to D89 (T4-48 to 50) posted on 02/28/1969 and received on 03/01/1969) Honorable Sir, We have read your kind response to our message. In this context, we can observe with satisfaction that you have warmly complied with our request. A request that you were not obliged to satisfy and for which your attitude deserves our deepest gratitude. It is certain that on determined occasions, we have managed to provide irrefutable personal evidence to some of your Earth brothers, although at that time we adopted strict precautions to prevent any indiscretion or a change of attitude towards us from these OEMMI (men) from seriously compromising our secrecy standards. We are willing in your case, Mr. Donis Ortiz, to offer you our services if you would act as an intermediary between F. ATIENZA and us. We immediately send you the coded text that we ask you to forward to your foreign communicator from the planet URLN, unknown to us, as soon as a favorable situation arises for this oro-telepatho-ideographic communication or transmitted by any other suitable means you consider technically reliable. 1011010111 100101 101000100111 110101111110 0100111 We request in any case, if you obtain a response, not to disclose it by any means of social communication. We cannot press to fulfill this wish, but we urge you very earnestly to maintain this confidentiality. We will inform you about the means to communicate with us as soon as possible and let us know that you have the 951 / 1373. 29/04/18 response. This will constitute for us a criterion that will confirm the suitability of F. Atienza’s testimony and a basis for the case where he might desire further communications with us (last three coded numbers). Sir: For us, this service is very important. We know you through a printed account published in the periodical L’ACTUALITÉ ESPAGNOLE... Date: March 5, 1969 Theme: meeting at Donis’s house That day, close to the receipt of the last letter, a meeting took place at Donis’s, Antonia Mercé Street in Madrid, between him and other persons receiving the Oummite correspondence, among whom were Antonio Ribera and Rafael Farriols. The purpose of this meeting was to read the letter but also to take the opportunity to give Donis a series of questions which would at the same time be communicated to the Oummans. At one point during the reading of the letter, the maid informed Donis that someone was asking for him on the phone. Interrupting the reading, he took the call and heard a nasal voice that told him “the brothers gathered at your home must not ask questions to my brothers.” This call was partially recorded by Farriols, who attached a suction cup to a second device. According to Antonio Ribera in “OUMMO, the incredible truth,” this recording was analyzed by several national and foreign acoustic laboratories and its frequencies “are not human.” (First in a series of articles published in L’Actualité Espagnole issue 884, 12/12/1968) I SPOKE TO AN EXTRATERRESTRIAL BEING I am the director of an important company in the Spanish Levant and I often travel by car between the main cities of the Levant and Madrid. I have a house in the capital of Spain and another on the Alicante coast. For a month and especially on October 25 and 26, after going to two cities to give lectures, I almost daily received a kind of confused mental message announcing an upcoming meeting with an extraterrestrial man. As I never have hallucinations and almost no dreams, this surprised me enormously and I forgot it thinking it was absurd thoughts. On the 12th of the current month (which is November 1968), after a normal day of work and a meeting with two clients in Valencia, I dined in the village of Chiva and headed toward Madrid with the triple aim of recovering a SEAT 124 that had just been assigned to me (selling the SEAT in which I had been traveling), of inspecting and re-examining the pavilion under construction on the urbanization land I had acquired near Madrid, because one of my daughters was to live there in a few months. I had not consumed alcohol and that evening I had a very sober meal. I had two coffees as I always do when I drive at night. I was in perfect condition to make a quick night journey. But hardly at the wheel, I began to receive telepathically the same message I mentioned, very confused at first, then each time more precise and intense, as if the one sending these thoughts was gradually approaching me. The “message” materialized, signaling to me that I should not be afraid and that the meeting would take place at the junction of the road leading to the Alarcón castle parador. I then followed the Valencia-Madrid road at a speed far below my usual driving pace. 04/29/18 Four kilometers before reaching the intersection that leads to the parador, the headlights of the 1500 began to flicker and the engine started to sputter, causing the car to stop. At the same time, I felt as if someone was speaking to me from a short distance above. The message was almost a kindly imperative order: "Turn onto the first road to the right. We will meet. Do not be afraid. It will be an experience you will cherish for the rest of your life." I thought I was experiencing hallucinations and, under these circumstances, I shouldn't continue my journey to Madrid, feeling it prudent to rest at the parador (which unconsciously was following the order given to me). At that moment, it was around one in the morning. I tried to restart the engine without success. However, at a distance from the intersection, I saw a truck heading towards Madrid, and I waved for it to stop, which it did. I explained to the truck driver that the car wouldn’t start, and we both tried to get it running without success. I timidly asked him if he had received some sort of message (I was embarrassed to fully explain my sensation to a stranger, fearing he might think I was crazy). I believe he didn’t pay attention to that, logically focused on helping me fix the car and get back to his truck quickly. He told me to take control of the vehicle so he could push it, and we were able to get the engine running. I accelerated to prevent it from stalling, he got back in his truck, and I drove ahead slowly; he stayed behind while I drove very slowly. (By the way, it would be very interesting for me to get in touch with this kind and helpful truck driver to whom I could barely express my gratitude). A few minutes later, upon reaching the intersection, I turned right towards the parador, and after traveling two kilometers down the detour road (the message still in my mind, increasingly precise, announcing the imminent meeting), the lights began flickering again due to a lack of connection to the spark plugs, and the engine stalled. I had just begun to descend a slight slope that ended in a crown when I saw in front of me and to my left a huge discoid apparatus resembling an upside-down soup plate, 15-20 meters in diameter, hovering three meters above the ground, with one vertical edge tangent to the plate covering the left edge of the road and a central turret about three meters high. It was illuminated by a soft pink light that revealed a series of hatches arranged in a circle. I remember not feeling afraid; I simply thought: - Wow, it was true! so perfect was the telepathic preparation. I got out of the car which was stopped on the left side of the road and remained beside it. I then felt somewhat numb, moving and breathing with some difficulty, as if I were in an electric field of powerful lines of force. One of the hatches of the craft opened. An extendable telescopic staircase appeared, descending about three meters until it touched the edge of the road, and from it descended a man who approached me with his hands and arms open. He came towards me, and I could see in the moonlight that he emerged from the clouds to my left. He appeared to be a normal man, about 1.62 meters tall, slender, around 50 years old, dressed in a type of one-piece skier's suit, the pants tight at the ankles, made of a beautiful shiny gray fabric. He advanced towards me smiling: "I am Francisco Atienza, a descendant of Earth men but born on another planet. I was imperfectly communicating telepathically with you to prepare this meeting of peace and friendship." I felt that he radiated waves of understanding, kindness, and friendship. He shook my hand. I noticed that he realized my physical discomfort, and I felt him issuing an order to the flying saucer. Its lights went out, relieving my oppression. I felt better as if the electric field had disappeared. The man said to me: - It’s very cold (he spoke perfect Castilian). Wouldn’t we feel better in your car? He opened the left back door and got into the car; I sat down on the right side. He sat next to me. I leave the interior light of the 1500 on, the low beams, and the position lights. - How is it that you speak our language perfectly? I ask him. - Yes, as well as English, French, German, and the other languages of Western Europe. I learned to read in humans' minds in addition to the idiomatic knowledge of my direct ancestors who spoke ancient Castilian. Focus on my lips, stop moving them, and especially try to listen to me telepathically. It is also not necessary for you to talk to me. I read your thoughts. Here is the proof. And his right hand gently held my left wrist. Indeed, from that moment on, a clearer and more precise telepathic conversation was established between us as if we were speaking. When suddenly he released my wrist, there seemed to be a change in tone and volume (lower) while maintaining the perfection of the transmission. And an astonishing telepathic dialogue began between us that would last an hour; we could see each other thanks to the interior lighting of the car plus the moonlight, although always obscured by clouds that occasionally illuminated the enormous mass of the saucer majestically suspended above the ground. To the right at a kilometer, we could see the lights of the village of Castillon d'Alarcon.