They Live in the Sky

By Trevor James Constable

Pertinent Excerpts From A Flying Saucer Classic Of The 1950s, Part II
[Index of 10 parts]

One night at about ten o'clock I was reading Keyhoe's "Flying Saucer Conspiracy" with some care to details of one particular chapter. Suddenly, I was seized by an overpowering impulse, which I now realise was a tremendous thought impression, to pick up a pen and write. Obeying the impulse I picked up a pencil and began writing on the cover of a paper back book, the only thing handy on which I could make a mark.

My arm was impelled and controlled by an unseen force and I wrote a scrawl which was largely unintelligible across the back of the book. At the bottom of the cover I distinctly wrote the word "discontinue", at which time the force on my arm was released just as though a switch had been thrown.

I discussed this happening with my wife, who was somewhat startled. I stood in the middle of the floor gesticulating and was giving vent to my amazement, when a similar force was exerted upon my head, drawing it upwards and backwards with surprising power.

By a great effort of will I was able to return my head to the normal position. The moment I ceased willing it there the force drew it upwards and backwards once more. Suddenly, as before, the force cut off as though switched and my puzzlement was now doubled. I discussed it briefly with my wife and a few minutes later had an overwhelming desire to go outside. Not wishing to further alarm my wife, I made the excuse that I had to go outside and move the car.

As I moved to the door my right hand rose to the knob by this self-same force and closed around it. Once again, I could will it to my side. I turned my body slightly so that the left hand was nearer to the knob and it too rose and grasped the knob without any conscious effort on my part.

I went outside and descended the stairs. Immediately upon reaching the bottom of the stairs, the force seized upon my whole body and I was propelled like a mechanical man down the street, halting at the corner. My body was spun around in a neat military right turn and I walked to the end of the block. Here again I was stopped, spun in yet another right turn and propelled in the same manner right around the block. Returning to the entrance to my apartment, the force once again was removed as though it had been switched off.

Inside, I thought deeply about this entire process, not knowing what to conclude, since no communication of any kind had reached me [11] other than the unintelligible scrawl on the book cover. All I could think was that this had been some kind of a test. Today, of course, I look upon it as nothing more or less than an attempt to gain complete control of me, with disaster averted only by my absolutely inflexible resolve to remain master in my own house.


After awhile I went to bed. Hardly in bed five minutes, I suddenly found my entire vocal mechanism functioning involuntarily and through it, intelligent words and phrases were being conveyed to me. I did not hear voices, either at this time or at any other subsequent time, but rather listened to my own speech mechanism, which was being used as the agency to communicate with me. The message as best I can recall went something like this: "I am Ashtar. I greet you from Schare (Shuh-ree); your interest in our cause is well known and we would like you to help us. Would you be willing to do so?"

The message then conveyed some intelligence to me concerning a theory of mine on the UFO which proved my theory both incorrect and potentially dangerous to me. I therefore felt that this initial communication, containing such a warning with intimate knowledge of the subject concerned, was indeed genuine.

However, I was still greatly disturbed by the entire happening, even though I had sought to make contact with more than a little devotion. I had the inner feeling that all might not be what it seemed. Because of this, I sought out a kind gentleman greatly learned in occult matters and related my experience to him.

From this man I obtained certain secret information concerning the protection of oneself during telepathic contact, since all who seek to contact one by telepathy may not be spacemen! This, my first contact with the world outside the purely physical was a jolt to me. Reared in Christian Science, I was not prepared for any of these things and least of all for the concept of aggressive forces in the unseen worlds.

These few vital minutes with this remarkable man were probably the most important of my life. Without the advice I received and the knowledge to which I was made party in my own need, I would no doubt have been in serious danger. At this point, as I see it now, although I could not see it then, I was about half ready. In the weeks and months that followed I was able to appreciate that all beings, or intelligences, who circle our globe, or dwell near it, in high performance craft are not tall, handsome spacemen, free of dental caries and possessed of long, golden hair. Nor are all these intelligences governed by a desire to uplift humanity. There are benign beings -- and there are others -- whose morals, ethics, purposes and allegiances are the antithesis of all that a Christian man holds dear. There are still others, not human, who are probably not even conscious of our presence. (To be continued with Ashtar's communications to Trevor James in 1957)

Continue with "They Live in the Sky" (Part III)

They Live in the Sky

They Live in the Sky: Invisible Incredible UFO Around Us

by Trevor James

"Is there extraterrestrial life of any kind? Are there intelligent beings in outer space who can communicate with humans? Are flying saucers real? These questions, and many others of equally fascinating nature are approached, and answered affirmatively, from a completely new viewpoint in this book.

"The author describes his own telepathic contact with an invisible being, and how, at the suggestion of this invisible intelligence, he began experimenting with infrared film in conjunction with elementary principles of spiritual science. Mr. James makes no claims to having boarded or flown in flying saucers, but instead effectively advances the theory of invisible but real creatures and craft in our own atmosphere.

"The book is at once iconoclastic and intellectual — it shatters many dangerous myths and misapprehensions which have hitherto caused enlightened people to shun the UFO phenomenon, at least in public. In place of the popular dogma of 'saucery' it offers new methods of investigation based upon the twin premises that these UFO are predominantly invisible and that man is a spiritual organism."

They Live in the Sky (amazon.com)
Los Angeles: New Age Pub. Co. / Saucerian Press, 1958.