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'TRIBAL MEMORIES OF THE FLYING SAUCERS'
(The author of this story is a Navaho Indian. He tells us this
tribal secret of the Paiutes in appreciation for the story of the
Navaho which appeared in the Spring, 1948 issue of FATE
"Most of you who read this are probably white men of a blood
only a century or two out of Europe. You speak in your papers of
the Flying Saucers or Mystery Ships as something new, and
strangely typical of the twentieth century. How could you but
think otherwise? Yet if you had red skin, and were of a blood
which had been born and bred of the land for untold thousands ofyears, you would know this is not true. You would know that
yourancestors living in these mountains and upon these prairies fornumberless generations, had seen these ships before, and
hadpassed down the story in the legends which are the unwrittenhistory of your people. You do not believe? Well, after all,why
should you? But knowing your scornful unbelief, the storytellers of my people have closed their lips in bitterness
against the outward flow of this knowledge.
"Yet, I have said to the storytellers this: now that the
ships are being seen again, is it wise that we, the elder race,
keep our knowledge to ourselves? Thus for me, an American
Indian, some of the sages among my people have talked, and if youcare to, I shall permit you to sit down with us and listen.
"Let us say that it is dusk in that strange place which you,
the white-man, calls "Death Valley." I have passed tobacco...to
the aged chief of the Paiutes who sits across a tiny fire from me
and sprinkles corn meal upon the flames...
"The old chief looked like a wrinkled mummy as he sat there
puffing upon his pipe. Yet his eyes were not those of the
unseeing, but eyes which seemed to look back on long trails of
time. His people had held the Inyo, Panamint and Death Valleys for untold centuries before the coming of the white-man. Now we
sat in the valley which white-man named for Death, but which the Paiute calls Tomesha--The Flaming Land. Here before me as
Ifaced eastward, the Funerals (mountains forming Death Valley's eastern wall) were wrapped in purple-blue blankets about their
feet while their faces were painted in scarlet. Behind me, the Panamints rose like a mile-high wall, dark against the sinking sun.
"The old Paiute smoked my tobacco for a long time before he
reverently blew the smoke to the four directions. Finally he
"'You ask me if we heard of the great silver airships in the
days before white-man brought his wagon trains into the land?'
"'Yes grandfather, I come seeking knowledge.' (Among all
tribes of my people, grandfather is the term of greatest respect
which one man can pay to another.)
"'We, the Paiute Nation, have known of these ships for
untold generations. We also believe that we know something of
the people who fly them. They are called The Hav-musuvs.'
"'Who are the Hav-musuvs?'
"'They are a people of the Panamints, and they are as
ancient as Tomesha itself.'
"He smiled a little at my confusion.
"'You do not understand? Of course not. You are not a
Paiute. Then listen closely and I will lead you back along the
trail of the dim past.
"'When the world was young, and this valley which is now
dry, parched desert, was a lush, hidden harbor of a blue water-
sea which stretched from half way up those mountains to the Gulf of California, it is said that the Hav-musuvs came here in huge
rowing-ships. They found great caverns in the Panamints, and in them they built one of their cities. At that time California was the
island which the Indians of that state told the Spanish it was, and which they marked so on their maps.
"'Living in their hidden city, the Hav-musuvs ruled the sea
with their fast rowing-ships, trading with far-away peoples and
bringing strange goods to the great quays said still to exist in
"'Then as untold centuries rolled past, the climate began to
change. The water in the lake went down until there was no
longer a way to the sea. First the way was broken only by the
southern mountains, over the tops of which goods could be
carried. But as time went by, the water continued to shrink,
until the day came when only a dry crust was all that remained of the great blue lake. Then the desert came, and the Fire-God
began to walk across Tomesha, The Flaming-Land.
"'When the Hav-musuvs could no longer use their great
rowing-ships, they began to think of other means to reach the
world beyond. I suppose that is how it happened. We know that they began to use flying canoes. At first they were not large,
these silvery ships with wings. They moved with a slight
whirring sound, and a dipping movement, like an eagle.
"'The passing centuries brought other changes. Tribe after
tribe swept across the land, fighting to possess it for awhile
and passing like the storm of sand. In their mountain city still
in the caverns, the Hav-musuvs dwelt in peace, far removed from the conflict. Sometimes they were seen in the distance, in their
flying ships or riding on the snowy-white animals which took them from ledge to ledge up the cliff. We have never seen these
strange animals at any other place. To these people the passing centuries brought only larger and larger ships, moving always
"'Have you ever seen a Hav-musuv?'
"'No, but we have many stories of them. There are reasons
why one does not become too curious.'
"'Yes. These strange people have weapons. One is a small
tube which stuns one with a prickly feeling like a rain of cactus
needles. One cannot move for hours, and during this time the
mysterious ones vanish up the cliffs. The other weapon is
deadly. It is a long, silvery tube. When this is pointed at
you, death follows immediately.'
"'But tell me about these people. What do they look like
and how do they dress?'
"'They are a beautiful people. Their skin is a golden tint,
and a head band holds back their long dark hair. They dress
always in a white fine-spun garment which wraps around them and is draped upon one shoulder. Pale sandals are worn upon
"His voice trailed away in a puff of smoke. The purple
shadows rising up the walls of the Funerals splashed like the
waves of the ghost lake. The old man seemed to have fallen into a sort of trance, but I had one more question.
"'Has any Paiute ever spoken to a Hav-musuv, or were the
Paiutes here when the great rowing-ships first appeared?'
"For some moments I wondered if he had heard me. Yet as is our custom, I waited patiently for the answer. Again he went
through the ritual of the smoke-breathing to the four directions,
and then his soft voice continued:
"'Yes. Once in the not-so-distant-past, but yet many
generations before the coming of the Spanish, a Paiute chief lost his bride by sudden death. In his great and overwhelming grief,
he thought of the Hav-musuvs and their long tube-of-death. He wished to join her, so he bid farewell to his sorrowing people and
set off to find the Hav-musuvs. None appeared until the chief began to climb the almost unscaleable Panamints. Then one of the
men in white appeared suddenly before him with the long tube, and motioned him back. The chief made signs that he wished to
die, and came on. The man in white made a long singing whistle and other Hav-musuvs appeared. They spoke together in a
strange tongue and then regarded the chief thoughtfully. Finally they made signs to him making him understand that they would
take him with them.
"'Many weeks after his people had mourned him for dead, the Paiute chief came back to his camp. He had been in the giant
underground valley of the Hav-musuvs, he said, where white lights which burn night and day and never go out, or need any fuel, lit
an ancient city of marble beauty. There he learned the language and the history of the mysterious people, giving them in turn the
language and legends of the Paiutes. He said that he would have liked to remain there forever in the peace and beauty of their
life, but they bade him return and use his new knowledge for his people.'
"I could not help but ask the inevitable.
"'Do you believe this story of the chief?'
"His eyes studied the wisps of smoke for some minutes before he answered.
"'I do not know. When a man is lost in Tomesha, and the
Fire-God is walking across the salt crust, strange dreams like
clouds, fog through his mind. No man can breathe the hot breathof the Fire-God and long remain sane. Of course, the Paiutes
have thought of this. No people knows the moods of Tomesha better than they.
"'You asked me to tell you the legend of the flying ships.
I have told you what the young men of the tribe do not know, for
they no longer listen to the stories of the past. Now you ask me
if I believe. I answer this. Turn around. Look behind you at
that wall of the Panamints. How many giant caverns could open there, being hidden by the lights and shadows of the rocks? How
many could open outward or inward and never be seen behind the arrow-like pinnacles before them? How many ships could
swoop down like an eagle from the beyond, on summer nights when the fires of the furnace-sands have closed away the valley
from the eyes of the white-man? How many Hav-musuvs could live in their eternal peace away from the noise of white-man's guns
in their unscaleable stronghold? This has always been a land of mystery. Nothing can change that. Not even white-man with his
flying engines, for should they come too close to the wall of the Panamints a sharp wind like the flying arrow can sheer off a wing.
Tomesha hides its secrets well even in winter, but no man can pry into them when the Fire-God draws the hot veil of his breath
across the passes.
"'I must still answer your question with my mind in doubt,
for we speak of a weird land. White-man does not yet know it as well as the Paiutes, and we have ever held it in awe. It is
still the forbidden 'Tomesha--Land-Of-The-Flaming-Earth.'"
The story of the Hav-musuvs just given seems to be a major
"piece" of the overall UFO-Subsurface puzzle. Indeed it is a
major confirmation of the theory which has been growing in
acceptance in recent times that an extraterrestrial-Subterranean
connection exists. Many of the early UFO "contactees" of the
1950's and '60's in fact, describing their own alleged encounters with 'benevolent' human-like beings, had their experiences not far
from the Panamint range, particularly within the Mojave Desert. Is it any coincidence that many other accounts concerning
"spacefaring" sub-terran human societies exist within this same state of California, especially around Mt. Shasta? The very name
of the subterranean city allegedly lying a mile-or-so below Mt. Shasta - Telos (the Greek word for "uttermost"), seems to be a
confirmation as well, if in fact the Hav-Musuvs were an ancient Greek colony. This would also be true with the many other
Telosian-connected societies allegedly existing below the surface of North America, beneath the Tetons, the Wasatch Range,
within the mountains surrounding Prescott, Arizona and elsewhere. We already know that the ancient Greeks were a very
intellectualsociety, and that artifacts such as the Antikythera "computer" suggest this as well. There are other corroborative
accounts taken from ancient Hindu scripts, which we will quote shortly, which state that the ancient Greeks had actually developed
flying ships thousands of years ago. Is it possible that the Hav-musuvs (which we suspect to be a neo-Grecian race because of
their dress and marble-like cities) would have taken the next logical step after developing aerial travel: that is, attempt to land one
or more of their kind on the Moon... eventually upon Mars... and possibly even later upon a planet in a nearby star system? The
United States as we've said made incredible advances in this area in a period of less than 100 years, thanks to the phenomena
known as the technological curve (i.e. that a synchronous effort on the part of many contributing factors eventually leads to a
multiplying explosion in technology). If America landed a man on the moon only 70 years after the Wright Brothers opened the
to aerial travel, then can we expect anything less from the Hav-
musuvs or others like them? For instance technology in our
society is becoming 1000's of times more sophisticated every
year. Is it possible that the ancient Greeks or a similar
ancient society had a "technology explosion" thousands of years ago? If so, then it might have been possible for them to
establish bases or colonies on the Moon, Mars, and perhaps
beyond! One "contactee", incidentally, has stated that a large
"space port" exists in a network of caverns deep below
present-day Death Valley.
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There isn't much on the Hav-Musuvs except what we
hear from the legends of the Paihute Indians and that is
only what they have chosen to reveal to us. But this is
what I have managed to gather on the subject of the
Hav-Musuvs, known also by the name of Suvians.
Prominent in Paihute Indian tradition, the Hav-Musuvs
were allegedly an Egyptian or Grecian-like sea-faring
ancient race who discovered huge caverns around 3 to
5 thousand years ago within, and later deep beneath
the Panamint Mts. of California. Within these they then
established their vast underground cities.
When the inland sea (now DeathValley)which
connected the ocean in ancient times dried up, they
had no way to carry on trade with other parts of the
world. As a
result of this, they began to build and fly 'silvery
eagles' which became increasingly advanced as time
went on. They then evidently established interplanetary
and later interstellar travel, exploration and
colonization. This huge facility is now operating as a
MAJOR Federation base on earth, and possesses
huge chambers with differing environmental,
atmospheric and even gravitational conditions to
accommodate the various visiting Federation
According to Bourke Lee's book 'DEATH VALLEY MEN'
(MacMillan Co., N.Y. 1932), Chapter 'Old Gold', .
Lee describes a conversation which he had several
years ago with a small group of Death Valley explorers.
The conversation had eventually turned to the subject of
Paihute Indian legends. At one point two of the men, Jack
and Bill, described their experience with an 'underground
city' which they claimed to have discovered after one of
them had fallen through the bottom of an old mine shaft
near Wingate Pass. They found themselves in a natural
underground cavern which they claimed they followed for
about 20 miles north into the heart of the Panamint
Mountains. To their amazement, they claimed, they found
themselves in an huge, ancient, underground cavern
city. This account will be quoted later on, however in
addition to this, Lee recorded yet another story of a
Paihute Indian (not the same one referred to by Oga
Make) who may have stumbled into the 'deeper'
underground kingdom of the ancient race who built the
city within the Panamints, a civilization that was still alive
and thriving after thousands of years.
During this lengthy conversation wherein they first
revealed the secret of the underground city to Lee and
others, the discussion turned to the topic of a Paihute
Indian legend that they had heard which was remarkably
similar to an ancient GRECIAN myth. The Paihute legend
concerned a tribal chief whose wife had died, and who
according to the tradition took a spiritual journey to the
underworld to find her, and upon returning with her he
'looked back' and since this was forbidden he was not
allowed to bring his wife back with him from the dead.
This legend would not be in the same vein as the more
tangible story related earlier in the File, as told by the
Navaho Oga-Make, concerning a Paihute chief who was
allegedly PHYSICALLY taken into the underground cities
of the Hav- musuvs deep below the Panamints. After this
legend was referred to, the conversation turned to a
discussion of an alleged subterranean race, who were
believed to inhabit very deep caverns far below the
Death Valley territory. Paihute legends of the
'Hav-musuvs' indicate that these ancient dwellers of the
Panamints abandoned the ancient city within the
mountain itself and migrated to still deeper and larger
Inhabitants of Mount Shasta
William F. Hamilton, who claims to have met
representatives of this society , claims the inhabitants
of the subterranean "city" under Mt. Shasta are usually
tall, blue-eyed blonds who number in excess of over
one-and-a-half million in their large 5-leveled
underground city. Indian legends - as well as stories of
strange people being seen on it's slopes - abound
there. These accounts are so well-known that many of
the travel guides to the Mountain mention the legends
of the ancient peoplewho are said to dwell within this
ancient volcanic peak.
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