Earths Mysterious Poles

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PostFri Jun 28, 2013 2:26 am » by Vulcanic


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When it comes to Earths Poles the secrets run thick. Why can't the public go to or even view the poles? We know there is a lot of science bases from many country's so it could not be a national security issue.
Could it have to do with any of the mysterious storys about the poles? lets take a look into the vast amount of mysteries and decide for yourself why is it hidden from us?


We will start with the most famous one, Operation Highjump, The hidden War, The race to inner Earth, the race for alien tech and first modern contact.

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In 1957 the Russians established a remote base in Antarctica -- the Vostok station. It soon became a byword for hardship -- dependent on an epic annual 1000km tractor journey from the coast for its supplies. The coldest temperature ever found on Earth (-89°C) was recorded here on the 21st July 1983. It's an unlikely setting for a lake of liquid water. But in the 1970's a British team used airborne radar to see beneath the ice, mapping the mountainous land buried by the Antarctic ice sheet. Flying near the Vostok base their radar trace suddenly went flat. They guessed that the flat trace could only be from water. It was the first evidence that the ice could be hiding a great secret.

But 20 years passed before their suspicions were confirmed, when satellites finally revealed that there was an enormous lake under the Vostok base. It is one of the largest lakes in the world -- at 10,000 square km it's about the extent of Lake Ontario, but about twice as deep (500m in places). The theory was that it could only exist because the ice acts like a giant insulating blanket, trapping enough of the earth's heat to melt the very bottom of the ice sheet.


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PostFri Jun 28, 2013 2:36 am » by Vulcanic


Some claim there was a hidden war ,a race between usa and the nazi's to find the ancient gods of inner Earth.


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Taken from 'The Secret Diary Of Admiral Byrd' -

FLIGHT LOG: BASE CAMP ARCTIC, 2/19/1947

0600 Hours- All preparations are complete for our flight north ward and we are airborne with full fuel tanks at 0610 Hours.

0620 Hours- fuel mixture on starboard engine seems too rich, adjustment made and Pratt Whittneys are running smoothly.

0730 Hours- Radio Check with base camp. All is well and radio reception is normal.

0740 Hours- Note slight oil leak in starboard engine, oil pres sure indicator seems normal, however.

0800 Hours- Slight turbulence noted from easterly direction at altitude of 2321 feet, correction to 1700 feet, no further turbulence, but tail wind increases, slight adjustment in throttle controls, aircraft performing very well now.

0815 Hours- Radio Check with base camp, situation normal.

0830 Hours- Turbulence encountered again, increase altitude to 2900 feet, smooth flight conditions again.

0910 Hours- Vast Ice and snow below, note coloration of yellowish nature, and disperse in a linear pattern. Altering course foe a better examination of this color pattern below, note reddish or purple color also. Circle this area two full turns and return to assigned compass heading. Position check made again to base camp, and relay information concerning colorations in the Ice and snow below.

0910 Hours- Both Magnetic and Gyro compasses beginning to gyrate and wobble, we are unable to hold our heading by instrumentation. Take bearing with Sun compass, yet all seems well. The controls are seemingly slow to respond and have sluggish quality, but there is no indication of Icing!

0915 Hours- In the distance is what appears to be mountains.

0949 Hours- 29 minutes elapsed flight time from the first sighting of the mountains, it is no illusion. They are mountains and consisting of a small range that I have never seen before!

0955 Hours- Altitude change to 2950 feet, encountering strong turbulence again.

1000 Hours- We are crossing over the small mountain range and still proceeding northward as best as can be ascertained. Beyond the mountain range is what appears to be a valley with a small river or stream running through the center portion. There should be no green valley below! Something is definitely wrong and abnormal here! We should be over Ice and Snow! To the portside are great forests growing on the mountain slopes. Our navigation Instruments are still spinning, the gyroscope is oscillating back and forth!

1005 Hours- I alter altitude to 1400 feet and execute a sharp left turn to better examine the valley below. It is green with either moss or a type of tight knit grass. The Light here seems different. I cannot see the Sun anymore. We make another left turn and we spot what seems to be a large animal of some kind below us. It appears to be an elephant! NO!!! It looks more like a mammoth! This is incredible! Yet, there it is! Decrease altitude to 1000 feet and take binoculars to better examine the animal. It is confirmed - it is definitely a mammoth-like animal! Report this to base camp.

1030 Hours- Encountering more rolling green hills now. The external temperature indicator reads 74 degrees Fahrenheit! Continuing on our heading now. Navigation instruments seem normal now. I am puzzled over their actions. Attempt to contact base camp. Radio is not functioning!

1130 Hours- Countryside below is more level and normal (if I may use that word). Ahead we spot what seems to be a city!!!! This is impossible! Aircraft seems light and oddly buoyant. The controls refuse to respond!! My GOD!!! Off our port and star board wings are a strange type of aircraft. They are closing rapidly alongside! They are disc-shaped and have a radiant quality to them. They are close enough now to see the markings on them. It is a type of Swastika!!! This is fantastic. Where are we! What has happened. I tug at the controls again. They will not respond!!!! We are caught in an invisible vice grip of some type!

1135 Hours- Our radio crackles and a voice comes through in English with what perhaps is a slight Nordic or Germanic accent! The message is: 'Welcome, Admiral, to our domain. We shall land you in exactly seven minutes! Relax, Admiral, you are in good hands.' I note the engines of our plane have stopped running! The aircraft is under some strange control and is now turning itself. The controls are useless.

1140 Hours- Another radio message received. We begin the landing process now, and in moments the plane shudders slightly, and begins a descent as though caught in some great unseen elevator! The downward motion is negligible, and we touch down with only a slight jolt!

1145 Hours- I am making a hasty last entry in the flight log. Several men are approaching on foot toward our aircraft. They are tall with blond hair. In the distance is a large shimmering city pulsating with rainbow hues of color. I do not know what is going to happen now, but I see no signs of weapons on those approaching. I hear now a voice ordering me by name to open the cargo door. I comply. END LOG


From this point I write all the following events here from memory. It defies the imagination and would seem all but madness if it had not happened.

The radioman and I are taken from the aircraft and we are received in a most cordial manner. We were then boarded on a small platform-like conveyance with no wheels! It moves us toward the glowing city with great swiftness. As we approach, the city seems to be made of a crystal material. Soon we arrive at a large building that is a type I have never seen before. It appears to be right out of the design board of Frank Lloyd Wright, or perhaps more correctly, out of a Buck Rogers setting!! We are given some type of warm beverage which tasted like nothing I have ever savored before. It is delicious. After about ten minutes, two of our wondrous appearing hosts come to our quarters and announce that I am to accompany them. I have no choice but to comply. I leave my radioman behind and we walk a short distance and enter into what seems to be an elevator. We descend downward for some moments, the machine stops, and the door lifts silently upward! We then proceed down a long hallway that is lit by a rose-colored light that seems to be emanating from the very walls themselves! One of the beings motions for us to stop before a great door. Over the door is an inscription that I cannot read. The great door slides noiselessly open and I am beckoned to enter. One of my hosts speaks. 'Have no fear, Admiral, you are to have an audience with the Master...'

I step inside and my eyes adjust to the beautiful coloration that seems to be filling the room completely. Then I begin to see my surroundings. What greeted my eyes is the most beautiful sight of my entire existence. It is in fact too beautiful and wondrous to describe. It is exquisite and delicate. I do not think there exists a human term that can describe it in any detail with justice! My thoughts are interrupted in a cordial manner by a warm rich voice of melodious quality, 'I bid you welcome to our domain, Admiral.' I see a man with delicate features and with the etching of years upon his face. He is seated at a long table. He motions me to sit down in one of the chairs. After I am seated, he places his fingertips together and smiles. He speaks softly again, and conveys the following.

'We have let you enter here because you are of noble character and well-known on the Surface World, Admiral.' Surface World, I half-gasp under my breath! 'Yes," the Master replies with a smile, 'you are in the domain of the Arianni, the Inner World of the Earth. We shall not long delay your mission, and you will be safely escorted back to the surface and for a distance beyond. But now, Admiral, I shall tell you why you have been summoned here. Our interest rightly begins just after your race exploded the first atomic bombs over Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. It was at that alarming time we sent our flying machines, the "Flugelrads", to your surface world to investigate what your race had done. That is, of course, past history now, my dear Admiral, but I must continue on. You see, we have never interfered before in your race's wars, and barbarity, but now we must, for you have learned to tamper with a certain power that is not for man, namely, that of atomic energy. Our emissaries have already delivered messages to the powers of your world, and yet they do not heed. Now you have been chosen to be witness here that our world does exist. You see, our Culture and Science is many thousands of years beyond your race, Admiral.' I interrupted, 'But what does this have to do with me, Sir?'

The Master's eyes seemed to penetrate deeply into my mind, and after studying me for a few moments he replied, 'Your race has now reached the point of no return, for there are those among you who would destroy your very world rather than relinquish their power as they know it...' I nodded, and the Master continued, 'In 1945 and afterward, we tried to contact your race, but our efforts were met with hostility, our Flugelrads were fired upon. Yes, even pursued with malice and animosity by your fighter planes. So, now, I say to you, my son, there is a great storm gathering in your world, a black fury that will not spend itself for many years. There will be no answer in your arms, there will be no safety in your science. It may rage on until every flower of your culture is trampled, and all human things are leveled in vast chaos. Your recent war was only a prelude of what is yet to come for your race. We here see it more clearly with each hour .. do you say I am mistaken?'

'No,' I answer, 'it happened once before, the dark ages came and they lasted for more than five hundred years.'

'Yes, my son,' replied the Master, 'the dark ages that will come now for your race will cover the Earth like a pall, but I believe that some of your race will live through the storm, beyond that, I cannot say. We see at a great distance a new world stirring from the ruins of your race, seeking its lost and legendary treasures, and they will be here, my son, safe in our keeping. When that time arrives, we shall come forward again to help revive your culture and your race. Perhaps, by then, you will have learned the futility of war and its strife...and after that time, certain of your culture and science will be returned for your race to begin anew. You, my son, are to return to the Surface World with this message.....'

With these closing words, our meeting seemed at an end. I stood for a moment as in a dream....but, yet, I knew this was reality, and for some strange reason I bowed slightly, either out of respect or humility, I do not know which.

Suddenly, I was again aware that the two beautiful hosts who had brought me here were again at my side. 'This way, Admiral,' motioned one. I turned once more before leaving and looked back toward the Master. A gentle smile was etched on his delicate and ancient face. 'Farewell, my son,' he spoke, then he gestured with a lovely, slender hand a motion of peace and our meeting was truly ended.

Quickly, we walked back through the great door of the Master's chamber and once again entered into the elevator. The door slid silently downward and we were at once going upward. One of my hosts spoke again, 'We must now make haste, Admiral, as the Master desires to delay you no longer on your scheduled timetable and you must return with his message to your race.'

I said nothing. All of this was almost beyond belief, and once again my thoughts were interrupted as we stopped. I entered the room and was again with my radioman. He had an anxious expression on his face. As I approached, I said, 'It is all right, Howie, it is all right.' The two beings motioned us toward the awaiting conveyance, we boarded, and soon arrived back at the aircraft. The engines were idling and we boarded immediately. The whole atmosphere seemed charged now with a certain air of urgency. After the cargo door was closed the aircraft was immediately lifted by that unseen force until we reached an altitude of 2700 feet. Two of the aircraft were alongside for some distance guiding us on our return way. I must state here, the airspeed indicator registered no reading, yet we were moving along at a very rapid rate.

215 Hours- A radio message comes through. 'We are leaving you now, Admiral, your controls are free. Auf Wiedersehen!!!!' We watched for a moment as the flugelrads disappeared into the pale blue sky.

The aircraft suddenly felt as though caught in a sharp downdraft for a moment. We quickly recovered her control. We do not speak for some time, each man has his thoughts....

ENTRY IN FLIGHT LOG CONTINUES:

220 Hours- We are again over vast areas of ice and snow, and approximately 27 minutes from base camp. We radio them, they respond. We report all conditions normal....normal. Base camp expresses relief at our re-established contact.

300 Hours- We land smoothly at base camp. I have a mission.....

END LOG ENTRIES.

March 11, 1947. I have just attended a staff meeting at the Pentagon. I have stated fully my discovery and the message from the Master. All is duly recorded. The President has been advised. I am now detained for several hours (six hours, thirty- nine minutes, to be exact.) I am interviewed intently by Top Security Forces and a medical team. It was an ordeal!!!! I am placed under strict control via the national security provisions of this United States of America. I am ORDERED TO REMAIN SILENT IN REGARD TO ALL THAT I HAVE LEARNED, ON THE BEHALF OF HUMANITY1111 Incredible! I am reminded that I am a military man and I must obey orders.

30/12/56: FINAL ENTRY:

These last few years elapsed since 1947 have not been kind...I now make my final entry in this singular diary. In closing, I must state that I have faithfully kept this matter secret as directed all these years. It has been completely against my values of moral right. Now, I seem to sense the long night coming on and this secret will not die with me, but as all truth shall, it will triumph and so it shall.

This can be the only hope for mankind. I have seen the truth and it has quickened my spirit and has set me free! I have done my duty toward the monstrous military industrial complex. Now, the long night begins to approach, but there shall be no end. Just as the long night of the Arctic ends, the brilliant sunshine of Truth shall come again....and those who are of darkness shall fall in its Light .. FOR I HAVE SEEN THAT LAND BEYOND THE POLE, THAT CENTER OF THE GREAT UNKNOWN.

Admiral Richard E. Byrd
United States Navy
24 December 1956
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PostFri Jun 28, 2013 2:56 am » by Vulcanic


German Neumayer III Antarctica Station

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Germany's new research station could change the way we build in Antarctica. The lifespan of earlier research centers was limited because structures were buried in snow over the years and crushed by ice. The latest station, though, uses hydraulic stilts that can adjust to the rising snow.

No one knows how long the building on Germany's southernmost construction site will remain standing. The structural engineers don't know, the builder doesn't know -- not even the engineer who designed it knows.

Only rough calculations can be performed to predict how stable the 2,300-ton steel structure will be on stilts. Instead of building it on sand Dietrich Enss, the man who devised the structure, built it on snow, which is even more difficult. He calls it "the world's most complicated construction material."

Enss, a civil engineer from Hamburg, searched for a mathematical formula to calculate how snow behaves under a load of 30 tons per square meter, but he found nothing in the professional literature. What he did bring to the table, however, was experience and a familiarity with snow. He has been building on icy foundations for the past 30 years, in both Antarctica and Greenland. "Nevertheless," says Enss, "my colleagues consider me to be quite courageous."

The Neumayer III station is the crowning achievement of Enss's career as an engineer. He designed the first West German Antarctic station in the late 1970s and built the second one in 1992. His latest feat will be dedicated this Friday by German Minister of Education and Research Annette Schavan, a member of the conservative Christian Democratic Union (CDU) -- by telephone from Berlin, 13,758 kilometers (8,600 miles) away.

The Neumayer III station is Germany's bridgehead on the seventh continent. It alone guarantees power under international law, because the treaties governing the Antarctic stipulate that only those countries that maintain a research station on Antarctica are entitled to have a voice in the southernmost continent's fate. From the station, Germany's polar research team gathers data on a still-mysterious world of ice -- data critical to understanding and predicting the geological and climatic fate of the planet.

Enss, 68, who owns a small consulting firm that specializes in polar engineering, works as a consultant for the Alfred Wegener Institute for Polar and Marine Research (AWI), which is based in the northern German port city of Bremerhaven and operates Neumayer III. Enss's contact at AWI is Hartwig Gernandt, 65, the head of the institute's logistics department. What the two men have in common is that they have spent most of their professional lives populating the empty continent, but "on two different sides," as Gernandt points out.

Gernandt, a physicist, built a station out of containers on the coast of Western Antarctica. That was in 1976, and it represented a victory for East Germany in the race between the two Germanys to secure a spot in the Antarctic. A few years later, Enss conceived the first polar station for West Germany, named after Georg von Neumayer (1826-1909), one of the great patrons of German polar research.

"What we have now created overshadows everything we built back in those days," says AWI logistics expert Gernandt. The station structure consists of a two-story platform on stilts. It is 68 meters (223 feet) long and has two additional floors underground that house a garage, workshops and storage rooms. The stilts rest on the snow of the Ekström Ice Shelf on Atka Bay. The structure's 128,000 parts are held together by 16,000 screws. The insulated steel façade must be capable of withstanding wind speeds of 175 kilometers per hour (110 mph), and yet it cannot be as rigid as a block of stone.

The building stands on a sheet of ice that is 230 meters thick and floats on the Weddell Sea. Like a sluggish river, the glacier is pushing itself away from the Antarctic ice cap and out to sea at a rate of 157 meters per year. Because the ice does not flow at a uniform rate and rises and falls with the tides, the station on stilts behaves like a surfer on a wave. Sometimes the ice compresses the station and sometimes it pulls it apart -- a nightmare for structural engineers.

The challenge for Enss and Gernandt was to tame opposing forces, so that their station would be rigid while its foundation remained flexible. To complicate matters even further, it had to be height-adjustable. "We gain almost a meter of additional snow a year on the ice shelf," Enss explains.

For this reason, the engineer designed high-tech stilts for the polar station. Each stilt contains two hydraulic cylinders that can raise it like the leg of a flamingo. Once a year, the AWI engineers will raise each of the station's legs, one at a time, push new snow underneath it and then lower the steel feet once again.

This makes it possible to eliminate the unwanted forces generated by uneven ice pressure that would normally be exerted on the stilts. At the end of each yearly procedure, the AWI engineers will raise all 16 stilts by one meter, so that Neumayer III does not become snowed in. This allows the station to grow upward as the ice cap thickens.

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As elegant as it sounds, one of the risks associated with the heavy steel structure all but defies calculation. The crystal lattices of the frozen water molecules could fatigue under the constant pressure, and the snow could suddenly turn as soft as pudding and begin to flow. "Part of the reason this phenomenon is so difficult to calculate is because snow can have so many different characteristics," engineer Enns admits. To address the problem, highly responsive sensors on the hydraulic stilts constantly measure the snow foundation to determine whether it is weakening. If it does weaken, the AWI staff must quickly retract or lift up the sinking legs and add fresh snow underneath.

This dance on the ice will be difficult to direct for the nine members of the team, who will spend the six months of winter at the station, beginning in March. It will be no comparison with the station's uncomplicated precursor. Neumayer II was simply a large tube under the ice. Its shelf life was clear from the start, as the new snow falling each year will gradually crush the submarine-shaped structure.

The polar researchers have spent the last few days moving out of their underground quarters, taking their satellite equipment, large projection screen, DVDs and an ancient sofa to the new, light-filled structure.

"Everything is subject to a strict German passion for order," says Gernandt. Garbage at the South Pole station, for example, is separated into 28 different containers, as required by law. An inspector from Germanischer Lloyd, a safety testing organization, is already officiously wandering the hallways. He has the staff show him the fully organic sewage treatment system, in which sludge is dried before being loaded onto icebreakers and shipped back to civilization.

The new, €26 million ($34 million) structure will soon turn into a giant measuring station, constantly recording the temperature and wind speed, ozone levels, UV radiation and even the seismic footprints of banned nuclear tests.

The polar researchers can also expect to face new dramas in their temporary home on the eternal ice. At the old station, one member of the winter staff died, possibly as a result of suicide, a helicopter crashed and a snow-grooming machine ran over a journalist. A few years ago, the station doctor pulled her own tooth when it became infected.

The future denizens of Neumayer III are selected on the basis of strict psychological tests. "You have to be at peace with yourself," says Gernandt, who spent two winters in Antarctica in the days of the former East Germany. For those who are not, the loneliness of the Antarctic can lead to despair.

Despite an Internet connection and satellite telephone, the experience made by an old polar explorer remains true today: "You can hide from mankind in the Antarctic, but never from yourself."

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PostFri Jun 28, 2013 3:25 am » by Vulcanic


If you lived 1000's of years ago and seen/found caverns or a true underground base how would you describe these underworld places like this, would it not be a hollow earth to a ancient man? keep in mind all our oil and natural gas's are stored in huge underground caverns, and the ancient if they did far enough they found water/wells witch is a underwater lake so how else would you describe these things.


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PostFri Jun 28, 2013 3:44 am » by Vulcanic


Religions were built on it, mayan believed caves were the birth place of man where Earth birthed us out.


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and that ship on the coffin ancient aliens say is a ufo,, the ancient text said it was to go inside the earth....

and the mayan 2012 crap was never true the mayan had predictions 7000 years from now,i did threads on it before 2012.....


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PostFri Jun 28, 2013 4:28 am » by Vulcanic


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