The summer of 1997 remains a hinge-point in the history of paranormal reporting. On the National UFO Registration Center (NUFORC) hotline, buried beneath the typical noise of shaky video and panicked sightings, came a message that felt different, colder, and far more authoritative. An anonymous source detailed a series of conversations with a man named Eugene Randall, a man who claimed to be Shimicus Etois, an interstellar visitor who had inhabited the Earth for three thousand years, transitioning between human bodies like temporary vessels.
This was not a tale of crash landings and flashing lights. This was a sophisticated confession of infiltration. Shimicus claimed he was one of approximately eight thousand entities living among us, disguised in the mundane shells of humanity, silently influencing the fate of our species. Is this the rambling fantasy of a disturbed mind, or the precise, chilling truth delivered by a cosmic anthropologist living in deep cover? The utter lack of emotional theatricality in the telling, as noted by the witness, suggests the latter.
The Chicago Confession – The Genesis of the Walk-In
The conversation was facilitated by a Filipino woman in Chicago, a nanny who was immediately captivated by the wisdom and strange detachment of her new acquaintance, Eugene Randall. He possessed the quiet, measured gravitas of a lifelong academic, someone who viewed humanity not as a participant but as a subject of profound study.
During one of his regular visits, Mr. Randall shed the pretense of his Earthly name. He claimed his true identity was Shimicus Etois and that his journey began near the star we call Alpha Ursa Minor, the North Star, a celestial beacon of deep symbolic power across all human cultures. He explained that his birth took place aboard a massive mothership, a “flying city,” during a millennia-long voyage to Earth, a journey that placed his arrival around 1000 BC, the age of the Trojan War and the rise of ancient empires.
Three Millennia of Silence and Exchange
The crucial question—how does one survive three thousand years on Earth—was met with a clinical, unhesitant answer. His race, in its original form, possesses near-immortality. But to operate on Earth, they must utilize human bodies as “transports.” When a host body begins to fail—usually after sixty to eighty years—the consciousness transfers to a new vessel. Shimicus admitted to having changed bodies many times over the centuries.
This process, he insisted, was never violent. The acquisition of a body is achieved only through the voluntary consent of the human host. Individuals like Eugene Randall are sought out, informed of the cosmic mission, and agree to let their own consciousness “fall asleep” or recede into the background, sharing the body with the ancient alien mind. The concept aligns eerily with the ufological “walk-ins” theory, the belief that an advanced soul enters a body previously vacated or willingly surrendered by its original inhabitant.
The most poignant example of this voluntary exchange was mentioned in relation to the Cold War. Shimicus recalled inhabiting a host in the former Soviet Union, a brave individual who volunteered their body to allow the alien observers presence in both superpowers, subtly attempting to avert the ultimate nuclear self-destruction of humanity.
The Eight Thousand Watchers The Scale of Infiltration
When asked about the total presence of his race on Earth, Shimicus provided a definitive number: eight thousand.
Eight thousand advanced minds inhabiting human shells, scattered across the globe, from ordinary jobs to positions of potential influence in science, politics, and culture. They are not here to rule, but to observe, to collect data, and to provide soft nudges, preventing humanity from making its most catastrophic mistakes.
This small number, a mere drop against the backdrop of seven billion, suggests a surgical, targeted level of infiltration. They operate not on raw power, but on the leverage of key decisions, like cosmic advisors whispering in the ears of powerful men.
From Conquerors to Clergy The Spiritual Evolution
The conversation took a sharp metaphysical turn when the topic of spirituality arose. Shimicus confirmed his race’s belief in a Creator. However, he admitted that his people were not always enlightened. Their distant past was defined by aggression: they were conquerors who destroyed other civilizations and took over planets.
This cycle of violence was broken by the appearance of a spiritual leader—a local priest—who taught them compassion and transformation. This echoes the core narratives of Earth’s greatest religious and philosophical traditions, from the Buddha to Christ. Their entire civilization turned inward, choosing the path of peaceful co-existence over self-destruction. This profound societal shift, he explained, is why they now view their mission as guiding “young civilizations” like ours away from the dangerous, self-destructive fork in the road they once faced.
The Primitive Tribes The Alien Assessment of Humanity
Perhaps the most telling moment was Shimicus’s candid assessment of the human species. After a moment of silence, he delivered his judgment slowly and without contempt:
“Like primitive tribes.”
He spoke not as a superior being looking down, but as an anthropologist diagnosing a species stuck in an immature developmental phase. Humanity, in his eyes, is still solving problems with violence, still rigidly divided by borders, races, and tribal ideologies, still fighting over resources that could be shared. He stated that his people passed through this “critical point” in consciousness evolution three millennia ago.
Nuclear Scars and the Fabric of Reality
The primary concern driving the Shimicus race is not merely our ethical backwardness, but our technological recklessness. He issued a stark warning about humanity’s continued, irresponsible use of nuclear energy.
“You’re playing with forces you don’t understand,” he cautioned.
The problem, he explained, is not just the immediate destruction, but the long-term, invisible damage. Every nuclear explosion, he asserted, leaves scars in the fabric of space-time itself—damage that is not detectable by our primitive instruments, but which affects the surrounding cosmos. This elevates the stakes from a local crisis to a galactic concern, suggesting that humanity’s self-destruction could have ripples far beyond Earth’s atmosphere.
The Great Flood and the Arctic Accident
When the anonymous witness questioned him about the Biblical Flood, Shimicus offered a staggering, non-divine explanation. He claimed the Great Flood was the result of a catastrophic accident, one of their huge ships crashed in the Arctic zone more than four thousand years ago. The collision released a colossal amount of energy, triggering a massive, rapid melting of glaciers that inundated the planet.
In this chilling interpretation, Noah’s Ark was not a vessel of divine salvation, but a very real event where a few humans survived the man-made catastrophe. Shimicus expressed guilt over the loss of life, stating that since that accident, his race has operated with extreme caution, fearing another tragic disruption of Earth’s delicate balance.
Hybrids Among Us The Bloodline of the North Star
The most controversial part of the conversation confirmed long-standing ufological rumors: the existence of hybrids.
Shimicus admitted that when his people inhabit fully functional human bodies, deep emotional connections, including sexual relationships, with humans are possible. From these unions, hybrid children are born, carrying the dual bloodline of humanity and the North Star.
He revealed that the Filipino woman who introduced him to the anonymous witness was herself a hybrid, a detail that explained her intuitive recognition of his “otherness” and her willingness to accept his outlandish story. Though he gave no precise number, he implied that the population of such hybrids on Earth likely totals thousands, integrated perfectly into the social tapestry.
The War for Earth A Multipolar Confrontation
The Earth, according to Shimicus, is not just a study project; it is an arena of diplomatic and philosophical confrontation between various extraterrestrial factions.
He confirmed the presence of other alien races who have not yet shed their internal violence and aggression. These are the factions, he stated, that are responsible for the cruel and non-consensual abductions and hybridization programs. His race—the peaceful “walk-ins”—is actively engaged in trying to expel these aggressive elements or severely limit their activities, though they cannot engage in open warfare due to the core principle of non-interference.
The Earth, in this context, is a biological and moral battleground, with two opposing alien philosophies—guidance versus exploitation—vying for influence over a developing, nuclear-capable species.
Elevator Incident The Glimpse of True Form
The mystery of their true appearance was only hinted at via a single, terrifying anecdote. Shimicus mentioned a rare incident in a Chicago elevator where he and a “brother” named Andronicus were briefly caught in their original form, a form that instantly induced unadulterated panic in a human who accidentally entered the cabin.
While the details remain obscured, the incident suggests a form so profoundly other that it triggers an instinctual, primal terror in the human mind. The fact that hybrids exist implies a humanoid base, but the difference is significant enough to cause an immediate breakdown of consciousness in an unprepared observer.
The Legacy of Shimicus The Unanswered Signal
The story, complete with its prophetic warnings, ancient history, and hidden diplomacy, ceased abruptly. After 1997, all traces of Eugene Randall, or his true self, Shimicus Etois, vanished.
He may have completed his cycle, transferring his mind to a new body and a new city, continuing his ancient mission in silence. Or perhaps his brief, anonymous confession drew unwanted attention from the very forces he warned against, forcing him to go deep underground.
The story of the three-thousand-year-old alien from the vicinity of Polaris, working quietly in the suburbs of Chicago, remains an elegant and terrifying example of the “walk-in” phenomenon. It demands we reconsider every interaction, every passing face, every quietly wise person who seems to observe the world with a detachment that suggests experience beyond a single lifetime. Is the world truly run by us, or are we merely the primitives being carefully guided—and guarded—by a few thousand benevolent, self-sacrificing observers?
