Spray Day 5.15.17

Chemtrail spray day once again over our area of East Texas.  I was not able to get good photos because I was too busy.  As has been the typical pattern so far after the spraying our temperatures increase, the wind gusts pick up and our rain chances are reduced. The sky becomes a whitish opaque and I get severe allergies.

You can tell the result of the spreading contrails are not normal cirrus clouds by the color and the ‘cobweb’ effect they create in the sky before leaving it a hazy silvery bluish-white.

Update: 5.16.17 The jets continue overhead over the cumulus clouds which should be giving us rain chances by the afternoon. According to the local weather forecast it will become clear by the afternoon instead.  There are rain chances given for tomorrow, but I expect we will not have rain here.

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Here is the only meteorologist I know of who is daily telling the truth about how our weather is being manipulated.

 

Monday Morning Spray

I have decided to start publically recording the “spray days” in our area of rural East Texas.

These began before 6:30 am when I first noticed them.

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Here is 10:00 am.  These were taken from my phone, I will have better quality available next time once I buy a part for my good camera.

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As is typical on “spray days” the wind gusts pick up dramatically and the sky eventually turns a silvery-white by the end of the day.

Here are photos from around 5:00 pm.

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Part 18: Moon Shadow

 

One wee tug on a thread and the entire cloth begins to unravel. Pandora’s Box also comes to mind.

I’ve been on this trip for a while already, long before I started this fool’s journey to try to get some clarity on the science of geoengineering. What I found initially was more fraud, psy-ops and disinformation than anyone not entirely committed to a cause would ever have the time or motivation to sift through.  Not only that, but to dig in just a little means to become overwhelmed by an entire slurry of misdirection, some calculated, some innocent, I’m sure.  Flat earth theory, many thousands of personal stories on vaccine injuries, 101 theories on chemtrails, secret societies, sex trafficking, pedophilia . . . I don’t recall signing up for all of that.

And the plain truth of it is, I don’t even want to be here.  I want to be working in the garden, or with Hubby and the critters, or watching the birds at the feeder while swinging in the hammock.  The farmish chores are about to get much more consuming with goats, sheep and puppies to arrive before the month’s end.

But I cannot turn away from the geoengineering criticism, and all that seems to come with it, because it’s in my face, all the time.  It would be like turning a deaf ear to a baby screaming at my doorstep.

This “chem-spray” did not come from a plane, or it came from a plane with dissipating contrails and then was afterward steered in this pattern, which you must look quite closely to see, but which was easily visible to the sharp eye.

I don’t want to hear the name of some new cloud some nitwit at NASA has “invented.” I want to know what it IS.  Don’t tell me it’s “normal”, don’t tell me this has always existed I just never noticed it before, and certainly don’t tell me it’s a sign of the end of times.

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Air pollution? OK, but from what?  Weather modification, now we are getting warmer. At least we are in the category of the believable.

Once you witness first-hand the chicanery to which so many are capable of and complicit in, it becomes difficult to trust the intentions of anyone outside one’s own inner circle.  This was a story I heard repeatedly while living in the Czech Republic when speaking to anyone from the generations of the Soviet occupation.  In some ways it back-fired, they’d say, because folks inner circles got pretty tight, forming a pretty strong chain across the communities, that were eventually strong enough to lift the veil of corruption and propaganda they were living under.

We were no different then than we are now, this U.S.  We’ve just been better at crafting and keeping the illusory veil firmly in place.

Don’t worry.  Don’t fear.  Once that illusion shatters for you, dance, don’t run.  Follow the moon shadow, reach out, reach in, but reach, just reach, I promise you will find someone there for you.  But just in case you don’t, reach for me.

We have been lied to, not just for decades, since quite possibly the dawn of civilization and before.  And it was so very easy.

Are these just more characters in the eternal charade?  I couldn’t possibly know with certainty.  I can say, I hear a ring of truth.

 

 

 

 

Part 17: Arcane XVII

It’s taken me seventeen cards now to figure out what it is specifically I don’t like about science. Others have said to me I don’t like science before, but I told them they were wrong. I pointed out my sincere appreciation of such great innovations like air conditioning and freeze-dried cheese cultures, PVC pipe and bolt-tolerant hybrid seeds, not to mention the chemical poisons I do actually sometimes use, in dire situations, like for fire ants and poison ivy, my two greatest nature nemeses.

Science is an extremely vast subject area, like religion, where it seems far too simplistic to say you like it, or you don’t like it. More black and white thinking that’s such a mainstay of modern culture.

I said early on in this series I’d go back to the very origins of science, alchemy, or wherever else this ‘Path of the fool’ took me. It’s only now I’ve come across a simple definition of science that shines just the right light on the center of my issue with science. “Science is the study of observable facts.”

I have some observable facts in the sky right now in the form of a cobweb of man-made clouds covering the sky. NASA at once names these “clouds” while still denying the existence of ‘chemtrails,’ which are clearly making said clouds, at least some of them.

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Scientists debate about global warming, whether it exists or doesn’t exist, without ever discussing the man-made chemical clouds covering the sky and changing the weather. Some even ignore that weather and climate might be at all related! As an analogy, it would appear that to science the study of a star is so vastly different from the study of a constellation or the galaxy that these distinct and separate fields rarely cross paths. I find this to be jaw-dropping dumb. I must be wrong, please, someone correct me!

The geoengineers themselves say in their global climate manipulation plans, there will be “weather winners and losers.” But they don’t talk about the weather modification that’s been going on for over one hundred years. Totally unrelated apparently. They propose “solar radiation management” SRM, which would require emitting an array of chemicals in the sky to block the sun and reflect radiation back into space. They deny this is a program currently in progress. They give a test date and location in Tucson, Arizona where they will give a shot from a balloon, that’s all.

The dozens of photos I’ve taken of chemical clouds over our property being at least partial emitted by aircraft are impossible, scientifically speaking. The thousands of videos of concerned folks around the globe who are posting all over Youtube and doing all they can to generate awareness and some even remote level of transparency are all just crazy conspiracy theorists, or anti-science wackos, or the most unfortunate combination of the two.

The numbers are staggering, earthly constellations of crazy conspiracy theorists around the globe pointing at the sky, but nothing reaching the airwaves of the mainstream media. How do they manage that? I have some ideas and I’ll be sharing them as the journey moves along.

For now, let me share some of the ones I’ve found impactful just in recent weeks.

http://www.wakingtimes.com/2016/03/14/who-owns-the-weather/

Michael Murphy Unconventional Grey documentary interview, Coast to Coast
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7874VBtf7YI

Chemtrails over France and Corsica, called of course, ‘normal’
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TNn-fV0WQ2Q

http://www.aircrap.org/2017/03/25/its-your-sky-tennessee/

http://www.aircrap.org/2017/03/21/truly-new-manhattan-project-video/

JFK clip: weather modification and control
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PocH-xZ67o0

Jim Lee’s fantastic work on all kinds of geoengineering fronts, this one is my favorite but there is much more.  https://weathermodificationhistory.com/

https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2017/mar/24/us-scientists-launch-worlds-biggest-solar-geoengineering-study?CMP=share_btn_tw

“And by the way, it’s not really a moral hazard, it’s more like free-riding on our grandkids.” David Keith, Geoengineer

I wonder, in the climate manipulation agenda, will we be weather winners or losers?  How about y’all?  How about your grandkids?  Will Monsanto’s aluminum and abiotic-resistant seeds be able to feed the entire globe as the chemicals saturate all land, air and water?  Do you find the experiments of science worth the cost?

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Part 16: My dark little secret

Some iconic lines in films imprint on the psyche collectively and I know you could think of one right now that instantly crosses several generations and continental divides.

You can’t handle the truth!” Name that film, name that actor. Could you even name his co-star in that blockbuster?

Somehow, somewhere, as a collective, we’ve given ourselves over to worship and celebrity and fantasy and distraction in the most destructive ways. I am not resolved from that influence and never will be.  I watched TV constantly for years in high school, only to give it up for years later in exchange for an exhaustive social life, only to give that up more years later for work I found most of all, exhausting.

I had/have this secret fantasy I’m going to share right now (again). After hurricane Katrina, right after, when I heard on the news the city was more or less safe, and me many hours away in a quaint bed and breakfast drinking wine with lunch, the hurricane widely reported as much less dangerous than anticipated, but that residents would need to stay away for a few days at least for safety precautions, I was glad.  Nearly giddy, and not from the wine.

I had just started a new position at Tulane university and already I didn’t really want to go back. It took a day or so more before all hell broke out and select areas of the city flooded terribly and all residents had to stay out indefinitely. In our case, we were allowed to go back after two months. For some, it was never. We lived in a trendy and relatively upscale area right on Audubon Park. It was a beautiful spot, both before and after the hurricane. Some were far from so lucky and they’d been there many generations, not just two weeks, like us.

I do hold shame for this secret fantasy, because I still feel it. When I dwell, necessarily, in the dark places of my life and the world, I know there is much sickness, far too much. Far too much destruction, voluntary and deliberate and needless.  Still, I have dwelt in destruction.

And there is too much wind, dammit, all around me lately seeming to get worse every year. It’s bloody annoying!  We had no winter and now no spring.  The plants and animals struggle with it far less than I, but still, I know, they do.

Wind is really stressful!  This makes me smile, because there was a time I lived in Chicago and worked downtown and yes, the wind was legendary, but it was mostly something I peered at from the window and got annoyed at how it affected my hairdo.

But the wind is far more powerful and penetrating than I had, and I think most, ever realize. Is that not what blew down the house of each of the three little pigs?

They are blowing, those wolves, our weather right now is as manipulated as the currency market. And in my secret fantasy I sometimes can’t help but wonder—would we all be better off in the long run if they would just blow it all down?  Roses blooming at the same time as the dogwood?! It just ain’t right.

This week’s breadcrumb, I’ve got so many I’d love to share this week, but this one is so essential it needs to stand alone.

Unslaved podcast, exploring the self in the work of Ayn Rand and others.

As the world reboots, this is where the rubber will meet the road.

https://youtu.be/vgL1AA-eX4I

https://unslaved.com/the-path-to-selfhood-ayn-rand/

 

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After I got over the shock of hearing the squeals of a drift of wild hogs crashing through the forest, and the fear that I’d lost our dearest Tori, I was amazed to see her come through the trees clearly proud of herself.
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Still a fav, La Duchesse de Brabant, unfortunately with a bad case of ‘black spot’ but which I’ve been treating with whey, banana peels and chicken poop.
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Tori’s ‘Illuminati’ pose, hehehehehe!