Dear Mr. Spielberg,
You have spent your life telling stories about the moment the world changes. The moment we realise we are not alone. The moment the ordinary becomes extraordinary.
In Close Encounters, it was a mountain in Wyoming. In E.T., it was a boy’s bedroom in the suburbs. In War of the Worlds, it was the sky splitting open over New Jersey.
You understood something early that most people still do not: that contact would not come with a presidential address or a UN resolution. It would come in quiet places, to ordinary people, in moments that would change them forever.
My name is Tony Topping. I have spent forty years investigating something that looks very much like the stories you have been telling. But there is a difference.
In your films, the visitors come from the stars.
In my investigations, they come from beside us.
The Parallel Civilisation.
During my Exceptional Human Experiences, evidence points not to extraterrestrials crossing the void of space, but to a human-like civilisation that exists in a parallel dimension, co-located with our own.
They are not little green men. They are not the greys of popular culture. Witnesses describe them as human—or nearly human—separated from us by a barrier that was placed, deliberately, long ago.
That barrier is now thinning.
I have filmed plasmoid phenomena over my home. I have experienced missing time while operating ham radio on VHF frequencies. I have heard the voices—slow, deliberate, drawling—coming through radios that should have been silent.
These are not isolated incidents. They are patterns. And they are happening now.
The Story You Haven’t Told
You have told stories of visitors from the stars. You have told stories of time travellers and artificial intelligences and worlds transformed by first contact.But you have not yet told the story of the parallel.
The story of two human civilisations, divided by a barrier no one remembers creating, beginning to touch again.
The story of ordinary people—a radio ham in Yorkshire, a family walking by the Marine Lake in Southport—who find themselves at the fulcrum of something that will redefine what it means to be human.
The story of a former security professional who spent forty years investigating when the state would not, who built a website to hold the evidence, who refused to look away.
That story is not science fiction. It is happening. And the evidence is public, waiting for someone with your gift to see it for what it is.
The Jigsaw
I have a site: marinelakeufos.com. It is not a collection of speculation. It is the archive of a forty-year investigation. Witness testimonies. Physical trace cases. Plasmoid footage. Radio anomalies. Missing time. The pattern of a parallel civilisation pressing against the walls of our world.
I have another: stellarcontact.net. It is the personal record of what it is like to be chosen—if I can use that word—by a phenomenon that does not explain itself, does not announce itself, but does not go away.
You have built your career on asking the question: what if?
I have spent my life answering it: it is real. It is here. And it is more extraordinary than any of us imagined.
An Invitation, Not a Request
I do not expect you to read this. You are a busy man, and the world sends a thousand requests to your door every day.But I am writing it anyway—because the story you have been telling is not a story. It is a door. And the door is opening.
The barrier is thinning. The parallel civilisation is there. Communication is happening—on VHF frequencies, in the skies over Yorkshire, in the missing moments of ordinary people’s lives.
You have spent your life preparing the world to look up. Now I am asking you to look beside.
The jigsaw is on the table. The picture is becoming clear. And somewhere in the north west of England, a radio is crackling with a voice that does not belong to our world.
If you ever want to see the pieces for yourself, you know where to find them.
Postscript: For You The Reader
If you are reading this, you are part of the same conversation. Mr. Spielberg may or may not see these words. But the message is not only for him. It is for everyone who has ever looked at the sky and wondered.The parallel civilisation is not a theory. It is a reality that has been documented, photographed, recorded, and experienced by hundreds of ordinary people.
The evidence is at marinelakeufos.com.
The personal account is at stellarcontact.net.
The barrier is thinning. The question is not whether we will engage with what lies beyond it—but whether we will do so with our eyes open.
