Steve Neill’s artwork captures the specific “Visitor” entities and experiences written about by his longtime friend, author Whitley Strieber. While the iconic face on the original Communion book cover was painted by Ted Seth Jacobs, Steve Neill became one of the definitive artists to visually define the modern “Grey” alien look by working directly with close encounter witnesses and Strieber himself. [1, 2, 3, 4]

The art style and visual context surrounding Steve Neill’s connection to Whitley Strieber’s The Secret School and related works can be understood through these specific projects:

Beyond Communion Prototypes & Concept Art

Steve Neill initially created concept art for the Beyond Communion comic book line in the 1990s. [1]

• The Style: His original prototype illustrations were uniquely rendered using chalk on black paper, creating an eerie, atmospheric look that perfectly captured the hidden memory themes of The Secret School. []

• The Cabin Encounters: The artwork heavily featured visual depictions of Strieber’s memories, including encounters at his famous upstate New York cabin and early childhood memories that form the basis of The Secret School. [1, 2]

Physical Models and Practical Effects

In addition to traditional canvas paintings, Steve Neill is a renowned special effects artist. []

• Television & Media: He created the actual physical, atmospheric alien models used for the television program Sightings and the NBC special Confirmation to represent Strieber’s entities. [, 2]

• Collaborative Art: Neill and Strieber maintained a 30+ year friendship, during which Neill painted several book cover alternatives—such as an acrylic-on-canvas cover for Strieber’s book Confirmation. [1]

Last night I’m laying in bed after listening to Disclosure Day music, pacifically the music used in the bedroom scene.

I have tried to listen to it again and again. I could never seem to listen to it all without getting so emotional I had to stop. As beautiful as it is, the emotions are overwhelming. So I tried again and got as far as when the choir comes in. I couldn’t make it. The images in my mind were so powerful I was no longer here anymore but back in time as a young boy with them. The feeling was their love, however it was transmitted and made me feel so loved and important to them. In my heart I still cherish those moments so deeply. I missed that feeling that had become buried by my life. I had to stop the score again.. It was blinding to my present reality. I tried to get hold of myself.

Something is there. They seem to want me to get through those emotions to embrace them fully while maintaining the ability to focus and harness them to activate my abilities. Our abilities. The abilities that have been driven out of existence by the indoctrination of our own people.

Euphoria was what I felt, it’s what gives us our power to connect to each other and communicate, move objects, telepathy, images mind to mind and more. It’s the source of our true magic.

But it’s not easy and it takes time and strength. Somewhere inside our being is the way. We just have to work on finding it.

I closed my laptop and as I laid on my back looking at the ceiling it happened. First a little twinkle of a little tinker bell spark. And then another. They were subtle and then all of a sudden I could see stars on the ceiling. Instantly I was transported back in childhood memories of making my own planetariums. Placing glow in the dark stars on the ceiling and going to the SanFrancisco Museum Planetarium over and over again.

[Then the Visitor I’ve seen all my life asked me a question. “I told you you’d start to remember everything. Do you know why you did those things?” Then I was sitting on my childhood bed in San Francisco looking at the ceiling and the ceiling became a real veil of stars. I could see the Milkyway, and constellations I knew. It was a wonder and I started to cry. I looked to my left and in the dark she was standing there. She had this smile, faint but it was there. She told me it was a gift.They knew how much the stars meant to me and how I loved the stars.

I was left with tears on my face flowing down and this longing to recapture those feelings. I couldn’t get out of my head what she said to me, “You will begin to remember everything.” I feel this is only the beginning.

I share with you these very personal things with the hope that someone will echo back, “This happened to me.” We are slowly being brought back together and there’s a reason for it.

Remember.

We have a conversation and a kind of life experience review and the visitor explains to me in my own voice why this has all been happening and where it’s all going.

Although fiction it is based on my experiences.

For thousands of years the indigenous people of the Earth have had these conversations by the open fire with what they called the star people.

It will have been 10 years since I made “But Something is There” and many have asked me to make another film.

I made this drawing back in 1994. It’s a man looking at his reflection in the mirror. I never knew why I made this drawing but all these years later it’s starting to make sense.

This has to be the intense experience I have yet to report. I never felt I’d ever experience such a moment in my life. It’s more than difficult to express because if it didn’t happen to me I would be skeptical at best.

It was 8:30 pm last night. The grandchildren were watching a movie with Mary. I was in the edit bay listening to music from “Disclosure Day” and “Interstellar.” Something triggered in me and I felt odd. I left the house and moved into our backyard. I sat in one of our gravity chairs and enjoyed the cool air and the stars I could see through the puffy clouds moving across the sky.

I suddenly got up. I felt displaced. I went into the garage to check the back door to the alley and make sure it’s locked. As I did it was as if though something took me over and I started robotic-ally speaking in a different voice. It said word by word with pause:

We... have... traveled... back... in... time... to... be... who... we... were... and... who... we... have... become... I... am... you... and... you... are... me.... We... are... the... same.

When it stopped I felt as if I was losing my mind and I suspect many reading this might agree with me. I hesitated to even share it with Mary until this morning. This was straight out of “Disclosure Day” except I didn’t “click” I spoke. I sware it wasn’t me. At least not me from this time.

And the message. Whitley has talked about this; we talked about it together on a recent show. Jeff Selver has spoken about this. Susan Alloyway and others have too. I fact they told Susan something very similiar.

Our future took a turn that missed something very important. In all our advancement it would seem that we lost touch with love, feeling, and emotions. These are the reasons for being. Nothing else matters.

You can travel from one star to another, one dimension to another, collect all knowledge, reach absolute technological heights beyond imagination. But if you lose touch, the meaning of holding the hand of someone you love, then in all that you have achieved nothing.

In my opinion they are us. We are them. Not aliens but us in the distant future, The irony is that they are finding their way back home through us. Balance, feel and listen to the universe. She’s a living being that we are linked together within. She’s trying to tell us something and she whispers to all of us in our sleep. “Listen”.

If this has happened to any of you please reach out.

I have been asked by many to make a longer film than the little shorts I have been making. It’s been enough that I started thinking about it seriously. I started to write the script and it just flowed as if being directed and where it has gone is either fiction or the real thing. I hesitate to use the word channel because of how some people may react to it. But consider that most of us artists channel everyday. We call it, “Imagination”. But is it really and like dreams does one define these words correctly if it can all be done​ at all.​Deep down inside do we really know.​ Does science truly have the evidence? No. If you search your heart you will get the correct answer.

So this film is about a conversation with a Visitor. I’m not going to say much more right now but I will say I have started filming the live action. The gray this time is a full cinematic level CGI model I created from my own memory.

It’s been 10 years since I directed “But Something is There” the movie about my experiences which can still be seen on our channel for free. It’s time for a new film and the message I have been receiving.

The poster is an actual frame grab. Real fire pit and background in my backyard. For centuries the indigenous peoples of the Earth gavered around the fire at night under the stars. And they talked to the Star People.

Stay tuned for updates and a trailer soon to come.

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I created this art back in 2021. The story was simple and overlooked as something that had to be more complex. This is typical of human nature.

I found this in my files and realized I had never shared it before.

2001 was the greatest movie ever made about NHI in my opinion.

Even while we sleep we will find you

Acting on your best behaviour

Turn your back on mother nature

Everybody wants to rule the world

It’s my own design it’s my own remorse

Help me to decide help me make the most

Of freedom and of pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

There’s a room where the light won’t find you

Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down

When they do

I’ll be right behind you

So glad we’ve almost made it so sad they had to fade it

Everybody wants to rule the world

I can’t stand this indecision married with a lack of vision

Everybody wants to rule the

Say that you’ll never never never never need it

One headline, why believe it?

Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

I want to suggest a perspective that popped into my mind this morning. A message? Maybe so.

There’s a lot of negative perspective about the Visitors being incerted into the community. Something that is polarising. They are often being blamed for harming experiencers. It’s reported to me often and it does happen to me too. We wake up with injuries after a night of alleged sleep with absolutely no explanation for it. Sometimes they can be quite extreme. As if someone had blatantly brutalized and mishandled you.

The Roswell crash happened 79 years ago. And since then there have been many more claimed crash recoveries and back engineering of advanced technology that is beyond our imagination. Or is it?

We know the visitors can be invisible, pass through solid objects and break the laws of physics as we know them. So why not in 79 years has our people in secret not been able to replicate some of that technology well enough to do the same?

Our government, secret agencies, black projects or whatever you want to call them don’t like experiencers very well. They want to know what we know and they keep close tabs on us. And they don’t like our relationship with the Visitors at all.

So could they be using this back engineered tech to mimic the Visitors while doing harm to us ? Do they want us to think that the Visitors are evil and wish us harm? Are they trying to get us to turn on the Visitors? Many have. How many times do you see the words “Terrifying Encounters” “Fear” in the titles of Youtube, Netflix and other mainstream shows on this subject?

And our people can appear to be working side by side with Visitors when in fact they are not?

My gut says yes. They are crying out to us that they aren’t the bad guys and they are telling me who exactly the bad guys are.

Do I thrust this message? I’ll put it this way. I do it with an to air of caution. But I trust my heart the most.

Whitley tells me there is a movement larger than the experiencers community that believes there are no aliens. Only fallen angels. Only demons.

I checked this out and I was alarmed. He is right.

There is no question in my mind at all that humans will do anything for power and control. They are the most dangerous beings on Earth and I think they are trying to interfere with our relationship with the visitors.

So maybe for some of you the demons and fallen angels are in fact human beings trying to terrify you so that you will remain under their control. Hasn’t that always been the case?

I painted this back in 1994. Those are rolling hills in southern California and the dark things are oak trees to give you a sense of scale.

I wanted to share some reflections on a relatively calm but profound week. Mary and I have been consistently noticing how our outcomes are shaped by our visualizations; a positive vision of the future often manifests as reality, while negative thoughts tend to yield negative results. Developing the ability to read and understand others has significantly relieved stress and promoted a sense of clarity and calm.

I also had a powerful dream this week involving a massive wave. In the dream, I was told, "You have 20 years to prevent these things." While I am unclear on how we might prevent such events individually, I wonder if the answer lies in collective thought—visualizing a future where these things do not happen. It is certainly a path worth pursuing.

Since the release of "Disclosure Day," we have seen a significant increase in new members joining our community. Our private online support group is growing, and the quality of the conversations regarding our shared experiences is extraordinary, providing true healing and help.

Many of us are feeling a definite change, experiencing a dramatic increase in empathy and a deeper connection with people and animals. It seems the film may have triggered a switch for many, including myself, as we remember connections—such as those with the Cardinal—dating back to our childhoods.

I encourage you all to simply listen: to the wind, the trees, the insects, and the animals. Speak to them, and they will respond. We are reconnecting with a natural state that existed thousands of years ago before it was suppressed by those seeking control. It feels as though nature is now reclaiming that control from those who have caused harm.

I no doubt where this is all going. But they do.

We discovered Courtney Buterbaugh on SubStack a while ago. One morning Mary read me one of her ar…

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These are used before our various shows and interviews with experiencers on our YouTube channel. I understand that many experiencers don’t approve of YouTube and I get that because it’s full of propaganda and entertainment exploitation. In short a National Enquirer video server. That’s not to say it doesn’t have good content there but I do understand the hesitation to watch YouTube. Many people have expressed this to me.

So I’m trying out the uploading of videos to their class act Substack site to see what I can do loading our videos here. This is just a short test.

Steve Neill

It’s always amazing to me how life never stops placing you in the most amazing moments that seem to be deliberately placed to speak to you personally. Or is it something more? Is there something that’s been locked away inside each and everyone of us that has found its way into our lives?

Something is different and it seems so many are talking about it but ever since “Disclosure Day” was released people have been (to use a term that has been spreading) “activated.”

I wrote last week about all the amazing things that happen to me. In brief I could hear people near me and their being and feeling. I could sense their life, their love, fear, desperation, confusion and more. I literally had to turn it off because it was intoxicating. It was unexpected and it seemed to happen at the wrong time and place. Bursting into tears and emotion in public is unsettling and uncomfortable at best but there I was. To say I felt empathy would have been and understatement.

I mentioned a lot of fear and confusion from people but what I experienced in “Aldis” while shopping this week took me quite by surprise to the opposite perspective and it was wonderful.

There was a father and his 14-15 year old daughter. I knew that because she kept saying “Dad” over and over again. She was out spoken observing everything around her and picking up products, reading the labels and making jokes about them. She was a savant. Autistic. All her filters were turned off.

She carried herself in such an open way of happyness and pure joy it connected with me and I started laughing and giggling uncontrollably. I was entered. She was intoxicating, I connected with her without even trying. She was broadcasting and I was receiving.

I was becoming her for that moment. I felt a timeless innocence that I haven’t felt since I was a child long before the indoctrination from humanity to get real and grow up. I always resist it and I still do.

I stopped it. I had too because people around me may have thought I had lost mine. People aren’t ready for this not yet. But in time they will. This level of euforia is the cure and the power for saving the world. It will release all that has been kept from us.

The monsters from the Id are the one thing we have to lose and never feed them again. In doing so consciousness will fly the universe. It won’t be easy at first but in time it will. These subconscious monsters can change everything from weather to delivering hate and destruction of people that would harm us. But we can better deliver love and joy with this same ability.

I thank Steve Spielberg for flipping the switch in so many sleeping people throughout the planet. But it’s not him alone doing this, it’s you. You who are reading this. You are writing and making art about it and in doing so you are spreading this shift in consciousness until it becomes us all.

In a final note as an example I was watching “Resident Alien” with Mary last night. The story was the most endearing story I had ever experienced from a show that is usually just silly and fun. But this time as with “Disclosure Day” it spoke the message. “Nanama”

Nanama is a word I learned from a TV show that is derived from Ute language. In Ute, nanama (or nánama) means interconnectedness, Unity, or “all together as one”. It describes the deep, unbreakable connection of all living things to one another and the earth. This called to my indigenous roots.

What happened to Harry in the PowWow scene ( Season 4, Episode 6, titled “Soul Providers”.) teared me up for sure and I would bet it would further trigger many of you because this is by intent. We are spreading the message. All of us.

Something is happening." Something wonderful.”

Its a new reality if you can take it

Ever since the viewing I had of “Day of Disclosure” it’s felt like something has been triggered in me. The things in that film I experienced I find it hard to believe are mere coincidence alone.

The night after seeing the film Mary and I had our usual sound bath and mediation before we went to bed. During the sound bath I had this remarkable conscious experience with the grays where they took me back in time to my first memory of my interaction with them in 1958. A large part of that memory was blocked for me and not even hypnosis got past it. But in this experience I did.

I remembered the whole event. It was powerful, moving and deeply emotional and it was the emotions that were the very key. I could talk about what I finally remembered but for me it was the least interesting and least significant aspect of the memory. The real lesson for me here was the emotions. They are so powerful they are nearly un-survivable.

What I got from them it seemed that somewhere in time for them this became an issue. Emotions caused violence, war, hate that may have blocked their progression as a civilization. But despite this they also lost something else. So they blocked their emotions only to find after time that this was a mistake. They lost so much more and life for them lost real meaning. They become nearly autonomous. Their hope that humans can do both and if we can, wars will end and the planet and humans will thrive.

It’s as if the universe just keeps trying over and over again to get it right. And as amazing as it might seem, we may be the next hope for a race that learns to end our violent and angry behavior and will maintain our empathy, love and understanding of diversity. I can’t be sure but I can only report what I felt in the experiences.

They told me I’d start remembering everything. I thought that meant forgotten experiences or blocks but as it turned out it was more than that. It was more like I’d remember how to use my forgotten gifts. We have all forgotten as a result of our indoctrination by the humans desiring to keep us under their control. It was never the Visitors.

And so it begins. I was recording the latest “In Conversation with” for our channel, “The Breaking the Silence Project.” I was talking to Courtney Buterbaugh, an amazing writer I met on substack who is also an experiencer.

During the show we started to talk about “Day of Disclosure.” She talked about the scene in the reconstructed childhood house. She talked about the bedroom and the cardinal mobile and how it reminded her and triggered the memory she had of the paper Cardinal she had pinned to her curtains.

And then it happened. She triggered me.

I was thrown back in my mind to a very vivid memory of cutting out a cardinal for a magazine or cereal box. I was fascinated by birds when I was a child. But living in California in San Francisco I never could see one, only admire the bird. So I cut one out and taped it to my bedroom wall. I had done this many times but never a cardinal.

And there were the emotions again and they were so strong and I’m in the middle of recording a show. Courtney was emotional too; this was an experience for both of us on camera.

If it wasn’t for meeting Courtney and her having brought up her memory I may not have ever remembered that moment in my life.

Yes I was starting to remember. But there was more to come.

Two days later I was at my radio controlled model airplane airport field. I build and fly large scale replicas of full sized scale airplanes. Going there has always been the great escape and a great time to spend time with old friends and fly beautiful aircraft.

I was sitting in the pits in my chair taking a break. I was remembering all the amazing times I had there starting in 1986. I was taught to fly by WW2 veterans and had many friends who are now gone but their memories and the good times still remained. An odd sensation came over me as I looked around. So much time had passed. So many have passed on and yet I remain. For now.

I watched a young couple with a small child looking at the many parked aircraft. The little boy was so interested. My friend was taxing out his ¼ plane to the runway when the boy saw it. He became so excited. I felt what he felt as though I was him. I felt all the joy of seeing the plane and the child’s desire to have such a plane. I was connected to him and it shocked me because my emotions once again brought me to tears. It was so unsettling. I asked the question, “What’s happening to me?”

Luckily no one saw me when this happened. It wouldn’t be easy to explain at all. We didn’t talk about such things there.

Then I heard in my mind, “Get used to it, it’s just starting.” Clearly it was them.

That night I went to bed and woke up in a large room with what I thought was people in costumes in a party setting. Two small people approached me. The one that came right up to me was the dwarf sized woman. She was beautiful but her face was wide and she had larger than normal eyes. She had some kind of dress on all black. They were staring at me. Then I saw these strange robot-like beings that were round cylinders on rollers moving across the floor. They were metallic and there was a round ball-like object on top that moved and looked around like an eye or camera.

I don’t think it was a party or a dream because the more I thought about it the more I realized it was part of my experience. There’s more than greys to this all. Much more because there were tall humans there, short humans and everything else from mantis to greys blurry in the background.

That morning while washing dishes I was thinking about what had happened and how my late wife felt about my experiences, UFOs and the paranormal. This led to my feeling like I was connecting with her.

I poured my heart out to her that I always loved her despite the bad time she gave me about my experiences. She hated the whole thing and we fought about it often. She saw things with me too and denied her own senses.

I realized how it turned her world upside down and caused her stress during the 90’s. I asked her to forgive me for what had happened but that I had no way of stopping the experiences. I knew now she knew they were real. I asked if there was any way she could give me a sign that she heard me and understood.

At that very moment I had Pandora playing in the background and what it then played came out of left field. The theme for, “To Kill a Mocking Bird” by Elmer Bernstein. This was Gilly’s favorite movie and movie score of all time. It moved me to such emotion and tears I could barely take it.

She heard me and answered. And there were those emotions again. No anger towards the cancer that killed her, no regret or sorrow, just pure powerful love.

Listen.

41 years later I created this intro short film for our channel.

It’s how I feel as an experiencer. Blessed.

It’s sad to see the people that did.