Ryan has furnished us with five photos (more below) taken from his cellphone, of a Muse Concert in London, U.K. What is the significance of the photos?
Well, probably one of the quickest ways to create acceptance for a phenomenon is to put it to music and have people knock themselves out dancing to it – especially if it’s good music.
I don’t know if Muse’s music is good or not, but their introduction of a UFO into their props and the descent of a singer from it is pretty spectacular. And it should do a great deal to make disclosure a part of popular culture, which is a good way to circumvent, say, an educational process as a means of winning acceptance for it.
So I encourage you to view these photos in that light. And thank you very much, Ryan. This is definitely news.
Singer Descends from UFO
Ryan’s comment on the photos is:
It was quite surreal when the UFO came out and circled the entire stadium and all of a sudden a woman drops out of the centre and dances as low as 20 feet from the ground. Muse have songs like HAARP and Exopolitics and are the most successful band I can think of that talks about this kind of thing in their music, especially in such a big way.
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Here are some Muse lyrics courtesy of Ryan.
Rule By Secrecy Lyrics
Repress and restrain
Still the pressure and the pain
Wash the blood off your hands
This time she won’t understand
Change in the air
And they’ll hide everywhere
And no one knows who’s in control
You’re working so hard
And you’re never in charge
Your death creates success
And you’ll build and suppress
Change in the air
And they’ll hide everywhere
And no one knows who’s in control
Change in the air
And they’ll hide everywhere
And no one knows who’s in control
“Exo-Politics”
Open skies over me
I am waiting patiently
I’ll wait for a sign
As conspiracies unwind
Will you slam shut
Or free your mind
Or stay hypnotised
When the Zetas fill the skies
Will our leaders tell us why
Fully loaded satellites
Will conquer nothing but our minds
And I’ve waited patiently
And I’ll wait for the sign
Carried through the centuries
Secrets locked up
And loaded on my back
Well it weights me down
When the Zetas fill the skies
It’s just our leaders in disguise
Fully loaded satellites
Will conquer nothing but our minds
I’m waiting patiently
And I’ll wait for the sign, yeah
And I’m waiting patiently
And I’ll wait for the sign