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Chapter 6 FEEDBACK (OF SORTS) Considering the rather dramatic aspects of the Axelrod affair, it might at first seem unlikely that I could forget about it. But except for meeting the contacts in front of a stuffed elephant and having a hood placed over my head, the Axelrod affair wasn't all that different from many other official and unofficial experiments I got involved with. Many of those experiments had equally dramatic elements- Most were done in careful secrecy, and my weekly schedule along these lines was jammed with this kind of activity. One might wonder how it is possible to forget about humanoids and structures on the Moon. Well, for one thing, there was a 50-50 chance they were there or not there. Further, as with all Psi experiments, there was a 100 per cent chance I had been viewing my imagination and fantasies. As I took it, there was to be no feedback to help resolve the imagination issue one way or another. Since people tend to operate based on feedback, they tend to forget about stuff that never achieves the feedback. Then there are two additional, but extremely subtle phenomena that appear to be involved. They can begin to take on meaning only if they are identified and opened up for inspection. The first phenomenon has to do with the fact that most people forget (and avoid) whatever does not fit within consensus realities. The second phenomenon has to do with the fact that most humans forget about the Moon altogether. It is THERE, of course. But beyond that, interest in it is exceedingly minimal. It is somewhat difficult to articulate this. One way of beginning to do so is to point up that people are very much interested in Mars, for example, or in the possible existence of Intelligent Beings somewhere in the VERY far distant reaches of space. But with the Moon, it's almost as if Earthside human consciousness of the satellite is somehow rigged so as (1) to avoid thinking too much about it; and (2) to disregard any unusual lunar phenomena. I'll try better to articulate these two factors ahead. As it was back in 1975 and 1976, if not actually forgotten, my memory of the Axelrod affair had receded into some deeper subliminal