The Rise and Fall of the Nephilim: The Untold Story of Fallen Angels, Giants on the Earth, and Their Extraterrestrial Origins

by Scott Alan Roberts

  The Rise and Fall of the NEPHILIM

  The Untold Story of Fallen Angels,

  Giants on the Earth, and Their

  Extraterrestrial Origins

  SCOTT ALAN ROBERTS

  Copyright © 2012 by Scott Alan Roberts

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  Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

  Roberts, Scott Alan.

  The rise and fall of the Nephilim : the untold story of fallen angels, giants on earth, and their extraterrestrial origins / by

  Scott Alan Roberts.

  p. cm.

  Includes bibliographical references and index.

  ISBN 978-1-60163-197-8—ISBN 978-1-60163-629-4 (ebook) 1. Giants-Miscellanea. 2.

  Angels—Miscellanea.. 3.

  Civilization, Ancient-Extraterrestrial influences. 4. Ethiopic book of Enoch-Criticism,

  interpretation, etc. 5. Bible. O.T.

  Genesis—Criticism, interpretation, etc. I. Title.

  BF1999.R5495 2012

  001.94—dc23

  2011042616

  Dedication

  For Raini.

  Thanks for loving me through the process

  and putting up with

  my vacant pillow

  on those dark, late nights

  when the Muse came calling.

  Acknowledgments

  Two things I learned while writing this book: One is that it is far less daunting writing a book than it is completing a book. And two, the process itself would be much less fraught with distraction and delay were my office located outside my home. And on the heels of having said that, I want to thank my wife, Raini, who did everything in her power to help keep the process streamlined, while wrangling our toddler son, Flynn. I want to thank her for all the cups of coffee and meals she brought to me here at my desk while I stared at this computer screen and tapped away at the keyboard. That’s love. Her burgeoning pregnancy swelled during the writing of this book, and we watched the baby girl kick as I read and re-read and re-re-read this book out loud to her. Without Raini, this monumental task would have been far less enjoyable a process, and I want to express how happy I am that she was here.

  My dear friend Marie D. Jones, a well-established author, has not only been a friend, but a great sounding board. It was Marie who saw my manuscript before it was really even a manuscript at all, and encouraged me to pursue it to its present form. She has been a great help, listening to my woes, worries, caterwauling, excitements, and downright exhausted frustrations. I want to thank her for reading, critiquing, and encouraging. Without her, this book would not be a reality.

  Craig Hines is a true friend and a grossly out-of-proportion inspiration. From the day we first met, we have engaged in many conversations fraught with philosophy, theology, cosmology, and just about every “-ology” in between. He is a true scholar and has been an invaluable source and encouragement as I wrote this book.

  Micah Hanks of the GralienReport.com has been a friend who has kept the fire burning beneath my feet. There were times I seriously considering quitting, but he read the early manuscript and was an uplifting source of encouragement. Thanks for being there, Micah.

  Dr. Charles Aling, while you may not agree with everything I have written in this book, I want to thank you for being the very first person who ever instilled in me a love of biblical mysteries and archaeology. From the very first time you sat down with me in the crowded narthex of our church, way back when I was 12 years old and doing a report on the Pharaoh of the Exodus, you have always been willing to be my consultant, my seminary professor, and now my friend. Thank you for the irreplaceable spot you hold in my heart and mind. And thank you for instilling in me the love of history.

  My daughters Abigail and Bryn are the lights of my life. They have always been there believing in everything I do, every step of the way. Now they are out on their own and I want to let them know how much I believe in them.

  Sam, I am so happy you are here. Sorry for all the postponed walks and excursions while I was completing this book. I look forward to spending some extra time with you in the upcoming weeks.

  Flynn, while you are too young to remember these things with any clarity later on in life, your many interruptions, coffee-cup tippings, and general calls for my attention are eclipsed by my wonderful memories of you sitting in my lap while I typed. You are a complete joy to me and a living response to the question “Why?”

  For all of you who have enjoyed my lectures and writing over the years, thank you for your support, encouragement, and for being here.

  Contents

  Foreword by Craig Hines

  Preface

  Introduction

  Chapter 1: Science Almighty

  Chapter 2: Who’s Your Daddy? From Elohim to Nephilim

  Chapter 3: The Pharaoh-God of Israel

  Chapter 4: The Pan-Cultural Effect

  Chapter 5: The Watchers

  Chapter 6: Alien Influence?

  Chapter 7: Constantine: One Emperor, One God

  Chapter 8: The Nephilim

  Chapter 9: …And Also Afterward

  Chapter 10: Where Are They Now?

  Conclusion

  Epilogue

  Notes

  Bibliography

  Index

  About the Author

  Foreword

  The first drop of water splashed atop his head unexpectedly, causing him to cease his work and glance upward. He wiped the sweat from his brow, his tired eyes struggling to focus on the darkness forming in the heavens above. Another raindrop fell against his skin, and his gaze returned to the ground. His own reflection rippled chaotically across the newly formed puddles at his feet. As a crowd began to gather around him, his trembling hands reached for his tools and collected them into his arms. It was time.

  “Is this your lord’s great deluge, Noah, you mad man?” yelled one of the bystanders, inciting the rest of the mob to laugh mockingly amongst themselves.

  Suddenly, a loud crack of thunder boomed and cut through the crowd’s licentious laughter. They were instantly silent as uneasiness began to rise up within their guts, much like the pools of water growing beneath their feet.

  Noah rushed toward the ark, the anxious voices of his family calling to him from within the wooden structure. His progress was hindered as he trudged through the mud and water. Although his sandal became lodged in the mire, he slipped his foot free and continued to run. He refused to be deterred by the unrelenting shouts and panicking cries of his pursuers. His sons hurried him ab
oard and began to draw the large door closed.

  From inside, Noah could hear the screams of the people he once called friends—their bloodied fists clawing and thumping against the wooden structure. He rested himself against a support beam, desperately trying to catch his breath. Before long, he collapsed to the floor in a sobbing mess. The cacophony was too horrible to bear and threatened to drive him to madness. Yet he soon found relief as it was drowned out by the pounding of the rain, as though millions of stones were pummeling the rooftop. He wanted to help, but he knew that it was too late for them. It had been too late long before the rains had ever started.

  Much like the ripples created by the rainwater in Noah’s tale, the events surrounding this epic legend have flowed throughout history and on through the present day. However, just like the natural side effect of such ripples, the crystal-clear images and reflections produced by the still waters of the past have now become distorted and difficult to comprehend. We are expected to make sense of it all, but centuries of repression, persecution, political agendas, wars, and even the mundane activities of the world have washed away the clues and data necessary to bring clarity to the situation.

  For example, many people insist that they are familiar with the story of Noah’s Ark, but the vast majority of them only know the simplified and largely censored version that they were taught as children. Ancient accounts describing the mating of angelic beings with humans, the birth of their hybrid offspring known as the Nephilim, and the disastrous consequences of such affairs are, if you will pardon the expression, completely alien to most people. Week after week, the faithful flock to places of worship to hear sermons and receive holy guidance in their lives, yet some of the most significant details or implications of the story are never brought to their attention. Most of these individuals will be happy to tell you about Noah, his family, the construction of the ark, how many of each animal were on-board, and so on; but their enthusiastic countenance will quickly diminish into one of bewilderment at the mere mention of the Nephilim.

  “The Nefa-what?”

  Exactly.

  It is precisely this reason that a book like this needed to be written. If you have never heard of the Nephilim, this book will serve as an excellent introduction to the subject. Even those who are well-versed in the archaic lore of the fallen angels will find some new and interesting information to add to the ever-expanding field of research materials and notes. Scott Roberts is the ideal guide for those who wish to revisit this complex subject, as well as those who are learning about these ideas for the first time.

  I first encountered the research of Scott Roberts within the pages of the June 2008 issue of TAPS Paramagazine and his article on the antediluvian race of beings known as the Nephilim. Scott’s fascination and passion for the topic were evident, and I was humbled that he cited my book, Gateway of the Gods (Numina Media Arts, 2007), as a primary source and recommended reading to his audience. Little did I know that at the same time I was composing a message to thank him for acknowledging my research in his article, he was contemplating if he should contact me. After a few e-mail exchanges and enthusiastic phone calls, a new friendship was born.

  Since that time, I have been interviewed on Scott’s radio show on several occasions, and even spoke alongside him in collaborative presentations at paranormal conferences. One of Scott’s foremost traits is an eagerness to ask questions and to learn, and he is often enthralled by the process of examining and interpreting evidence. He is just as fascinated by the topic now as he was years ago—probably even more so. Beyond that, however, are his willingness and determination to teach and share what he has learned over the years, including all of the ups and downs, pitfalls, and dead-ends that he has encountered. Scott and I may not always agree on certain interpretations or theories, but we both acknowledge and respect that there are not always definitive answers to the questions we pose, and that we are each seeking different pieces of the same puzzle.

  Similarly to how my book served as an inspiration and a piece of the puzzle for Scott, it is my wish that you will also find the same excitement and curiosity within the following pages. You may already be holding another piece of the puzzle and not even realize it, only to discover that it finally makes sense after reading The Rise and Fall of the Nephilim. Like Noah, be vigilant and mindful of the ripples. Recognize the patterns and you will find your answers. Together, we may be able to solve the riddle of our past so that we may ultimately fulfill our destiny.

  “Square the Circle.”

  Craig Hines

  Author, Gateway of the Gods

  Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

  www.gatewayofthegods.com

  Preface

  I have been asked many times by many people what it is exactly that began my journey down this path. I can only answer that is my insatiable curiosity.

  This book is the culmination of a lifetime’s quest to find the answers to the questions that are seemingly unanswerable. It is not, however, exhaustive in its conclusions. It is, rather, a look into what I believe is one of the greatest events in human history, with far-reaching ramifications and only the slightest hint at discovering the answers.

  I am sure to get heat for the conclusions I have drawn, as well as the things I have missed or deliberately avoided. But I will ever and always be open to a good debate.

  That humanity experienced an interruption in its ancient past is incontrovertible in my mind. The question of extra-terrestrial interference in our genetics and bloodline is most certainly a reality, though something that will be debated in greater halls of academia and bastions of thinking far beyond my scope and attainment.

  Although this little book offers my scholarly surmising and educated conclusions, I have also attempted to be deeply honest and wholesomely transparent in opening up to you the reader, my thoughts, opinions, blatherings, and outright rantings over not only the subject matter, but the philosophies and politically motivated religious trappings I have encountered along the way.

  Let me state for the record that I did not set out to offend anyone’s religious sensibilities, for I still adhere to the faith in which I was raised and educated. But I have found over the years that there was always some missing element that left so gaping a hole in my theology that it needed to be sought out and addressed, like looking for that missing puzzle piece in the cracks and crevices of the comfortable sofa in the living room.

  Yet, though that was the intention of this book, I find that the more I research, study, and root for facts, the more questions come to the surface. It’s like driving a shiny new car down an ochery-yellow dirt road on a hot summer day in the country: The farther you drive seeking your destination, the more dust you raise, and soon your luster is completely coated in the fine powder of discovery.

  And that is where I stand today. Seeking out the Nephilim has stirred up a great amount of dust, so prep yourself for reading further by putting on your metaphoric safety goggles, lest you allow the dust to settle in your eyes. Read on with an open mind and let the things that might cause you consternation settle into being just a part of the process.

  The world as you know it is about to take on a completely different light. And the story of the Nephilim is much bigger than you may have ever imagined.

  Scott Alan Roberts

  August 30, 2011

  Introduction

  As a kid, I spent far too many nights lying atop my mother’s garage. With arms folded behind my head, I’d stare into the starry sky, consumed by my childhood fantasies of becoming a starship captain who would “boldly go” into that endless black-seeking new life and new civilizations. Yet, it was more than just growing up a product of pop culture and the science fiction of the 1960s and 70s that fired my curiosities. Something deep inside told me that we were not alone in this infinite stretch of expanding universe, and I longed to know the answers to the age-old questions of “why am I here?” and “where do I come from?” Those questions were probably not as articulated in
my mind as they seem when I recount them here and now, but they gnawed at me, just the same, on some primordial, undefined level of my genetic make-up. Within every cognitive, rational human being lies that nebulous unanswered haze that rises to the surface every so often, yearning to have answers. And, yet, most of our lives, we shamble through the years, wholly unaware that those desires smolder deep down inside. We subconsciously suppress any wild, weird notions that there just might be answers beyond the realm of what we think we already know and accept. Human beings walk around this world feeling absolutely unconnected to the greater world and universe around them. As a race, we have forgotten how to make this connectivity, and this ties into all aspects of how we perceive ourselves, our loved ones, our politics, our jobs and careers, our deities, our personal spiritualities, and our place in the order of things.

  Sure, like many kids growing up in America during the late 1960s and ‘70s, I attended Sunday school and was taught about the Origins of Man from a Genesis-Chapter-One perspective. And for many years of my life, that was the only source point to which I subconsciously hailed. It was as if the stories of creation were settled long ago in that unquestioning little child’s understanding of how things work. The curiosities and questions that rose later in life from the mental depths were somehow summarily squashed by the teachings that had been put into my head so many years earlier.