Frank E. Stranges
"Many Earth people live one life openly while in their hearts and
minds, they live quite another. Double mindedness seemed to be a
way of life in the Pentagon building that served as the busy nerve
center of our nation. Val once remarked to me that he had never
witnessed in one central location such concentrated confusion."
An Holy Stranger in the Pentagonal Lodge
"Stranger at the Pentagon"
by Dr. Frank E. Stranges, Ph.D.
1967, Inner Light Publications,
New Brunswick, NJ ISBN 0-938294-66-0
"When I asked him where he was from, he replied, 'I am from the
Planet that is called Venus.' I asked him how many visitors from
Venus were presently on Earth and he said, 'There are presently
seventy seven of us walking among you in the United States. We are
constantly coming and going.'"
The First Meeting
March 16, 1957, in Alexandria, Virginia, one of the finest leaders
of the planet Venus, operating under the direction of the Central
Control and who had been chosen to make the contact as well as
direct the project, landed his craft and was met by two police
officers, weapons drawn.
A thought transference quickly convinced
them that he meant no harm and he was ushered into the back seat of
their patrol car. After crossing over into Washington, D.C., they
were met by the Secretary of Defense along with six of his staff
members. Soon police from every conceivable district and agency had
joined in, all trying to claim their right to escort him to
President Dwight D. Eisenhower.
Through his own version of the power
of positive thinking, he was able to dismiss them all and soon
passed through the security posts followed by an Air Force Captain.
Meanwhile, his presence in the area had thrown everyone into a
dilemma. The introduction he held from the High Council worried them
because, though not written in any Earthly language, their minds
were given power to properly translate the inscribed message.
Captain Gould (not his real name) asked him to remain and after
downing two plain bourbons muttered...
"My god, why couldn't this have happened on my day off?"
Suddenly the door opened and six armed guards led Val to what
appeared to be an elevator. It went rapidly to the bottom-most
level. Maximum security was in place. After transferring to an
underground train, they sped toward the White House. Six officials,
six armed guards and three secret service men escorted him into the
office of President Eisenhower.
From behind the desk the President rose while the secret service men
remained nervous and uneasy. As he extended his hand to shake that
of the President, the secret service men drew their revolvers and
pointed them at Val. Following the nod of the President, they
reluctantly lowered their guns.
Standing in front of his desk, the President said,
"Of course, you
know we have suspended all rules of protocol. I have a good feeling
toward you. Please, sir, what is your name?" "And where do you come from?"
"I come from the planet your Bible calls the morning and the evening
"Can you prove this," he asked.
"What do you constitute as proof?"
He quickly retorted, "I don't know."
"Will you come with me to my ship?"
He answered with a quizzical look and said,
"My friend, I cannot
come and go as I please. There are others to be considered. There
are committees to be consulted and security measures to be adhered
to. Please spend some time with us here ...Let's get better
acquainted ...learn more about one another ...and perhaps soon, real
soon, well ...we shall see."
At that moment, another gentleman rushed into the room. It turned
out to be Vice President Richard Nixon. He appeared to Val to be
very sharp, quick-witted, with fixed eyes and an amazing aptitude
toward speed and proficiency.
"My name is Valiant," he said as the Vice President thrust his hand
"You have certainly caused a stir ...for an out of towner."
President smiled as he continued,
"Of course, we are not totally
convinced of anything just yet. But suffice it to say we are
checking and double checking everything you say and do. When
Sergeant Young from Alexandria radioed in and stated that you had
just landed in a flying saucer, we thought," he continued, "Sergeant
Young had flipped. Say, were you in on that UFO flap over
Washington? You certainly had us all in a dither, if you were."
After assuring them that this planet had been under close scrutiny
for hundreds of years before the 1945 bomb blast and with his
special letter still in the slightly quivering hand of the
President, he was requested to follow the Secret Service back the
way they had come ...to the Pentagon and into a beautifully
furnished apartment where he would spend the next three years.
Fortunately, he was prepared for such a lengthy visit and kept in
constant communication with the Starship. There were many occasions
during which he teleported himself in and out of those quarters
often exercising "transimagery" to cause the security guards to
visualize his face on a nonexistent badge.
Soon after his arrival, together with three members of his crew, he
joined a "convention" in the back yard of the home of Mr.
Howard Menger in High Bridge, New Jersey. The month was April, 1957. A
certain group of individuals who were interested in UFOs were
meeting that day. Val and his crew members, Donn, Jill and
had changed into the same type of clothing worn by their Earth
friends. The meeting was very interesting and these people were on
the right track. He was dismayed to learn the undignified manner in
which these people were treated by the press.
people were pursuing their beliefs and this was good. A curious
young photographer, August C. Roberts, snapped several pictures,
thinking he was doing so without Val's knowledge. The photographer
seemed to be greatly troubled when he attempted to talk to him. Yet,
it was those very photographs which were to bring me together with
this unusual man on that cold December day.
Holding the message from the High Council in his hand, the President
stated that Val's offer to help the human family would upset the
economy of the United States and could plunge her into the Abyss of
Chaos. In brief, he politely told Val that the people of this planet
were not ready to cope with such conditions as would come into
existence if the recommendations of this unearthly visitor were put
Nevertheless, he was invited to assist a number of
scientists who were out working on medical projects directly
associated with the space sciences. His allotted time to acquaint
the leaders of the United States with his suggestions was limited to
three years. During this time, he refused to advise them regarding a
certain "bomb in the sky" which we now know as the Star Wars system.
In his apartment, he was able to maintain communications with his
ship and was kept informed of the growing world tensions. His
uniform underwent rigid tests at that time. By today's standards,
they would now be obsolete. They attempted to penetrate the material
with a diamond drill bit, but it snapped under pressure. Acid rolled
off the uniform and burned a hole in the floor.
They fired a
high-velocity rifle at the uniform but it failed to pierce it. The
report to the President read:
Physical appearance -- Soft
silver and gold lustrous
Fabric -- Unknown
Weight-Six ounces, total,
Cut -- Close fitting like a
tunic; no cuffs, pockets, buttons, zippers, clips or hooks
RXT-2 Tests -- Indestructible
Finally, a bright-eyed Colonel escorted him to a place where the
final test would be performed. Val looked at the laser instrument
amusingly. Upon command, the laser aimed a fine line of intense
light amplification by stimulated emission of radiation. The Colonel
began his discourse that this device contained a crystal-synthetic
ruby in which atoms, when stimulated by focused light waves, amplify
and concentrate these waves, then emit the beam. As the Colonel
continued to speak, his smile gave way to utter dismay... the ray
being totally ineffective against the garment.
He babbled on long
after the laser has been turned off. He reiterated how powerful the
US had become since the splitting of the atom. He gave Val a lesson
in atomic fusion. He went on to state that when a chain reaction of
nuclear fission is set off by a neutron bombardment in the atoms or
a charge of plutonium or uranium isotope with an atomic weight of
235 (U-235), an immense quantity of energy is suddenly released. The
good Colonel finally talked himself out and Val was conducted back
to his quarters...along with his uniform.
1959 was fast drawing to a close.
Chiefs of State were in a constant
turmoil and confusion was the rule of the day. Indecision caused
delay after delay. Economists and industrial giants conferred with
politicians and military heads daily. The Government leaders could
not reconcile Val's being in a position to force their hand if he so
desired. Several scientists attempted to learn the secrets of
interstellar travel... without success.
Christmas week was now upon us. I had been busily presenting a
series of scientific lectures and speaking at a number of Churches
in Washington, D.C. Earlier that month, I had returned from Cuba
where I met personally with Fidel Castro.
Unbeknownst to me, Val, working with "Nancy Warren" (she was one of
only a few since his arrival at the Pentagon in whom he was able to
discern an honest and open heart and who loved Almighty God, her
country and her fellow man), formulated a plan whereby I would be
Inside the Pentagon
Many Earth people live one life openly while in their hearts and
minds, they live quite another. Double mindedness seemed to be a way
of life in the Pentagon building that served as the busy nerve
center of our nation. Val once remarked to me that he had never
witnessed in one central location such concentrated confusion.
"Nancy" attended the lecture/service which I conducted at the
National Evangelistic Center, pastored by Dr. John Mears, in
Washington, D.C. Following the conclusion of my talk, she approached
the platform and asked to speak to me. Strangely enough, the
photographer in New Jersey had given Val's photographs to me and I
had been displaying them at my lectures ever since. I had no
personal knowledge of them, other than what I had been told by the
photographer. When she was unable to "grab" my attention while I was
signing copies of my book SAUCERAMA, she showed her Pentagon ID and
that got my attention quickly to say the least.
We borrowed the Pastor's study and she asked me if I would like to
meet the man in the photographs personally. Of course, I answered
her with a resounding yes. She then asked if I could follow
instructions to the letter, to which I replied that I could, and she
told me to meet her at the curb in front of my hotel at 8:00 am the
"Nancy" arrived precisely on time and thus began the journey which
at times would seen unreal, but which later would prove beyond doubt
that there is truly life in God's Universe.
Those of you familiar with the Pentagon know that the normal traffic
flow approaching it is to the right. We drove to the left. I knew
then that something strange was going on. We had to stand in line to
pass by a security guard. First one, then the second, "VISUALIZED"
an identification badge on my lapel. This utterly amazed me and I
felt that at any minute, I would be picked up, handcuffed and thrown
into some jail somewhere. This of course was only my imagination and
anticipation of what was about to take place. "Nancy" left me
standing in front of a door which contained no markings.
As the door opened, I walked in and stood on the threshold. My
stocky form shifted from one foot to the other as I cleared my
throat. The three men in the room were completely unaware of my
presence and ignored me. I was puzzled to say the least. Later, I
would find out that Val had clouded their minds and rendered them
oblivious to the entire session. They continued with their work.
The Stranger Appears
Being a minister of the Gospel of Jesus Christ, as well as a student
of the Bible for many years, coupled with my experience as an
special investigator, I felt as though my senses were functioning
properly and that I knew exactly what I was about to do. I was on my
guard for fakes and frauds. In walked a man, about six feet tall,
perhaps 185 pounds, brown wavy hair, brown eyes.
appeared normal and slightly tanned. As I approached him and he
looked at me IT WAS AS THOUGH HE LOOKED STRAIGHT THROUGH ME. With a
warm smile and extending his hand, he greeted me by name.
"Hello, Frank. How are you?"
His genuineness astonished me, but quickly I understood.
As I gripped his hand, I was somewhat surprised to feel the soft
texture of his skin... like that of a baby but with the strength of a
man that silently testified to his power and intensity.
His voice was very strong and mellow. It was filled with purpose and
character. I again looked around the room to see whether the other
men would say or do anything. They were still working as if I
I noticed that he was wearing the same type of clothing as I. When I
asked if he possessed any other clothing, he said that he had given
several officials a garment so that they could run tests on it. He
then proceeded to a closet and produced a one- piece "suit" that
glittered as the sun which streamed in through the window hit the
I thought that it looked like liquid sunshine. I asked him
about the material from which it was made.
He answered, "It is made of a material not of this Earth."
The general appearance of the suit was all one piece ...even down to
the boots. It contained no buttons, zippers or snaps. I asked him
how it held together. He demonstrated by holding the front together
and passing his hand over it as if to smooth it out. I could not
even locate the opening. It was held together by an invisible force.
To Help Mankind
He told me that his purpose in coming was to help mankind return to
the Lord. He spoke in positive terms...always with a smile on his
face. He said that man was further away from God than ever before,
but there was still a good chance if man looks in the right place.
He told me he had been here nearly three years and would depart in
just a few months.
Claiming that he would not use force to speak
with men in authority in America, he was happy to consult with them
at their invitation. He further stated that thus far only a few men
in Washington knew of his existence in the Pentagon.
And few leaders
had availed themselves of his advice during these past three years.
He felt there was still so much to do and yet his time of departure
was getting near. He told me that Jesus Christ would not force men
to be saved from their mistakes, even though He had already made a
way for mankind to be redeemed through His shed blood.
When I asked him where he was from, he replied, "I am from the
Planet that is called Venus."
I asked him how many visitors from Venus were presently on Earth and
he said, "There are presently seventy seven of us walking among you
in the United States. We are constantly coming and going."
During the next thirty minutes, he told me things about myself that
even I did not know. Later, I was able to verify them with my
parents and grandparents. He gave me information regarding the
gravitational pull of Venus in comparison to Earth. I was informed
that the abdominal muscles hold flesh firm against the mild
gravitational pull, which is three-twentieths less than that of
He gave me information which would be revealed to others over
a period of years.
The only thing he said that troubled me was his use of the
expression "when the time is right" in response to my question as to
whether or not I would see him again. His lack of fingerprints
intrigued me as I had been involved as a private investigator for
quite some time, even working at times on loan to some of the
I had learned the science of fingerprints
...with the impression of the lines and whorls on the inner surface
of the last joint of each finger on the human hand. He told me that
all Earth people were thusly marked since the fall of Adam in the
Garden of Eden, during the very dawn of civilization as we know it
He began to prepare me for the road which lie ahead. It would not be
an easy one. There would be adversities, organized attempts to both
discourage and discredit me, but the rewards have proved to outweigh
these trials which continue even to this day.
We discussed the merits of Jesus Christ ... how He gave His Life
freely... so that men could enjoy the benefits of eternal life. I
questioned him about a Bible on Venus and he assured me that a
personal unbroken fellowship with the "Author" did not necessitate
the printing of a "book". He found it amusing that many theologians
attempt to discredit both Jesus Christ and The Bible. The very
many have said is "dead" continues to lavish them with all good
things. Perhaps they will, in time, permit the spark of Divine Light
to again illuminate their troubled hearts.
In answer to my question of what he thought of Jesus Christ, he
"I know that Jesus is the Alpha and Omega of yours and
everyone else's faith. He today has assumed His rightful position as
the ruler of the universe and is preparing a place and a time for
all who are called by His Name to ascend far above the clouds to
where His Power and Authority shall never again be disputed.
"I believe that Jesus Christ is the wonder of wonders and changes
not. No, not forever and forever."
As he spoke these words, my own heart burned within me and tears
filled my eyes.
He turned to the window and said, "Frank, it will not be long.
Contend for the faith, and you will never miss the mark.
I asked him if there is life on other planets.
Life on Other Planets
His reply was,
"There is life on many other planets of which people
on Earth know nothing. There are more solar systems for which man
has not even given God credit. There are many beings that have never
transgressed the perfect laws of God. Man does not possess the right
to condemn the whole of God's creation because he himself has broken
the perfect laws of God through disobedience."
I asked him what he would do if the military prevented him from
leaving on the appointed day.
He simply stated, "Frank, do you remember one day after
from the dead, He had gone in search of several of His followers?
They closed themselves in a locked room and suddenly they saw Jesus
standing in the very midst of them?"
He then smiled and looked at me as if to imply, "Need I say more?"
As I turned to leave the room, he said simply, "Please keep your
faith and leave the same way that you came in. Continue to seek
first the Kingdom of God and His Righteousness and all other things
will, in time, be added to you and yours. Good-bye for now and God
bless you and keep you always."
I left that meeting astounded, greatly encouraged, and yet with a
heavy heart, not knowing what the future would hold. I began to
wonder who would believe me if I ever told of this strange encounter
with a man from another planet. I first considered not repeating
this extraordinary story, but the more I thought about it, the more
I prayed about it, the more I felt that it would bring a great
blessing to those who would hear and read it.
This interplanetary traveler possessed a wealth of knowledge, not
only about science and God, but also about me. He stated that my
book SAUCERAMA could not have been written without Heavenly
Val's instructions were to leave Washington, D.C., no later than
March 16, 1960. That meant that there were less than three months
during which he could confer with scientists, politicians, military
men and the like. All missed his point entirely. They were all
filled with self-ambition and cared little for the pressing needs of
mankind. His efforts to bring about an end to the sickness and
disease that plague this planet were met with pathetic refusal.
was told over and over that his presence and his ideas were a threat
to the political and economic structure. Certain religious leaders
were also fearful of losing a grip on the people in the event that
his presence was admitted on an official level. It was very
disheartening that the administration failed to lay hold of such
information that would change the course of human activities for the
good... because of economic reasons.
Security regulations were very tight, but despite the fact that they
knew he would come and go as he pleased, they delighted in playing
their game. Val had vowed not to use force and so another course of
action would be necessary if the information which he had to relate
were to be disseminated. This is the reason why he contacted men of
Godly character and strength around the world. Many are presently
working in close contact with Val and other members of his crew.
Meeting with the President
His last meeting with the President did not reap any lasting
results. He wanted to let the world know of Val's proposed plan, but
the Secretary of Defense, the head of the Central Intelligence
Agency and the Military Chiefs of Staff were opposed to his
suggestion. The President attempted to effect a Joint meeting before
the General Assembly of the United Nations.
But this plan too was
rejected. He was informed that the U.N. would receive a special
"press release" in the form of a memorandum to the Secretary General
no later than February 7, 1966. These leaders of the U.S. Government
argued long into the night, fearing that if the people of this
nation learned of the plan Val was offering, they might choose to
follow him instead of them.
When a man feels that his personal peace and tranquility may be
threatened, the human reaction is always that of swift self-
preservation. At one point, the Vice President insisted that the
"pressure boys" allow the President to make the choice. He was
vetoed without even a chance to complete his statements.
World conditions were not growing any better. Much international
pressure was being brought to bear upon the administration. They
fought diligently and enforced rigid regulations with stiff
penalties for revealing Val's presence. Even a major newscaster who
inadvertently learned of his visit through one of his paid
informants was silenced by none other than the Central Intelligence
Agency, which has consistently disclaimed all knowledge concerning
UFOs. Meanwhile, they maintain secret files that could actually
prove the existence of intelligent life in the universe beyond all
The morning of March 15, 1960 saw Val meeting with "Nancy Warren"
who would continue to work inside the Pentagon and be one of his
contacts in the Washington, D.C. area. She would continue
communication with others who would become part of his Earth
There are still to this day many adversaries to human freedom. These
parasites have imbedded themselves in all phases of human society
and will never be exposed except by extraterrestrial intervention.
There are confused individuals who have perfected a saucer-type
aircraft. Some of these are the result of an attempt by some to
institute a master race. Remnants of this group still exist.
craft which they designed are still seen from time to time in areas
of South America where some of those involved in the original plans
still reside. These should not be confused with the spacecraft
originating from other worlds or those coming from the interior of
this planet. Nor should the occupants of craft originating from
other worlds be confused with those "evil messengers" who do not
originate from Earth but were cast INTO it after the first "war"
They are in league with Earthly low-grades who have
condemned themselves because of their own choices.
The Spaceman Departs
On March 16, Val dematerialized and departed from this phase of his
Earthly mission. His next stop was the outskirts of Alexandria,
Virginia where his ship and his crew awaited his arrival, hidden by
a wooded area. It was no problem for him to reassemble the atoms of
his body inside his ship.
As his craft rose slowly, a number of people stopped and pointed
excitedly in his direction. Others stood motionless, transfixed by
the sight which they beheld. He felt such a tremendous feeling of
love for all of them. There was no panic in them... just curiosity
and a strong desire to know more. Then, as the USAF jets were
scrambled, and with the force field now in full use, the planes
darted past the ship unable to see them now. Even ground radar lost
them on their equipment. Confusion once again reigned.
On the way back to Victor One, he meditated on his home planet, the
low, heavy, colorful clouds, the even temperatures, the perfectly
diffused sunlight that made shadows almost nonexistent, the lushness
of the rich green grass surrounding his home. He was informed of
several Earth people with whom he would maintain contact for a long
time into the future.
Strangely enough, those who knew of his
presence, yet who claimed disbelief, were those who feared the most.
Others figured THEY should have been the ones contacted and not
those who were.
Upon returning to his home planet, he advised the Council of Central
Control of the results of his Earth visit including the failure of
the leaders of the United States to "take him up" on his offer of
advice and assistance to the human family.
He was given the
To mingle with and become as Earth people
To work and labor in Earth enterprises
To help those who encounter possible threat or danger while striving
for world peace
To give them advice and guidance
To entrust with superior knowledge those who have proven themselves
Divulge the essence of their mission to the collective national
leaders of Earth, only when the time is right.
As of this writing, he continues with this mission, at the same time
assisting in preventing our "civilization" from being the cause of
orbital chaos by the destruction of our planet.