…by Cara St.Louis
When last I left you, I hope the basic understanding remaining was that we live in a resonant field — part of which is the atmosphere we move around in — and that this has been changed. Dramatically and not for the better. It has been changed, quite frankly, such that it and we will respond to frequency in a desired way rather than in a natural or sovereign way.
That idea not only identifies us as the respondents but begs that we dust off our algebra skills and solve for ‘x,’ the unknown. We are already intelligent and responsive, as such. In fact, we are already amazing.
So who, or what entity, would spend so much time, energy and resources to change things such that we respond to a set of variables meant to engender responses we don’t decide on for ourselves? Who exactly wants total control? This could well be the question of our time.
My understanding changes daily at this point. As one person put it, it is like a daily initiation for those who are up to that. I have said all I’m going to say now about clouds. I am going to focus now on the trance-formation under way at all times from all angles and the evidence…the attempted theft of our sovereign selves. For people who then take up the quest of informing themselves, that will lead back to the clouds anyway.
What I will continue to remind everyone of is as follows: this is a direct result of the unspeakable poisons being rained down on us from the airplanes delivering chemical payloads and much of that for the last six decades. Yes, it can be a weapon one country against another, one control group against the other control group. But that is the least of our worries. We are being, in our own way, terraformed. Us, we the people. Made over into something to be used, something that cannot survive without the technology we are harboring. It has to stop today. Ground the planes. Now. Stop the invasion of our bodies with heavy metals and nano-toxins.
The universe is already and has always been intelligent and responsive. It does not now need to be made that. The earth is and has always been intelligent and responsive. She does not now need to be made that. People are already perfect; we are not broken. We are being broken. The earth needs to be unleashed, allowed to do what she does.
And, finally, I would remind us all every minute of every day that the technologies we supposedly control? They are cheap copies — and I mean that in every base sense of that word — of capacities and abilities that people already have. When these capacities dull and atrophy because someone has put a cheap copy in our hands and, either lazy or dazzled, we allow that cheap copy to replace our gifts and abilities, we have been robbed. I spoke with Mike Harris a few days ago on his radio show and he asked point blank: are we being terraformed? The answer is, yes, you bet.
I was also supremely lucky in that I had a conversation yesterday with the irreplaceable Sofia Smallstorm. Much of what follows is possible because she is able to help straighten out basic understandings. So, again, we are indebted. I would take this opportunity, though, to lead with something I would ordinarily end with: we are majestic. Spiritually mighty. And we can stop this. It does require, more than anything else, a concerted effort to raise the consciousness.
Activists in this arena are starting to talk about the metaphysics involved, thankfully. That has been something I touch on every time when I speak in Europe but here for the first time in the USA. This is a spiritual attack of the highest order. Why? Because we are co-creators and the opposition are not. Lame, limping, ridiculous attempts at creating life…this is what we see.
Dead seeds, the silent forests, GMO animals, nano-life…these things do not live, they give the appearance of life. They are cheap imitations. The only thing we need to do is keep ourselves from being avalanched. Say no. Manifest that one act of will. Ground those planes.
And we are being separated from those connections through which our spirit vibrates and through which we create: the soil, the seed, the air, the living water and, yes, the sun. Global dimming hit twenty percent long ago and yet they aim to keep doing it.
Right. Down to it, then. I have to keep reminding myself that I don’t need to explain everything here but rather point the way to the work of others.
First, are you aware that the Manhattan Project is still running? I wasn’t either. However, it is one of the things we need to get under our belts before we go on. (Thanks again to Sofia Smallstorm). What started out as the atomic weapon testing in the 1940s transformed into the Atomic Energy Commission and then into the Department of Energy and, most recently, in July of 2011, into what’s called The Department of Energy and Environmental Protection.
However, much more importantly, an entity came into being that moved from testing weapons to testing the effects of frequency on living tissues, and Manhattan Project Medical Research was born.
Funded by Nelson Rockefeller and others (please have a look at the videos I provide below), research into the effects of radiation — or frequencies, there’s that word again — on living cells was undertaken on a colossal scale under some familiar names: the American Cancer Society, the Sloane-Kettering Institute, the Jonas Salk Institute and so on.
Please bear in mind that I am naming arms of the Manhattan Project here. Anything can be made very, very shiny with some Madison Avenue polish and a little of the social engineering we know as advertising. I mean, the term geoengineering itself is pretty snappy, wouldn’t you say? Much of what they know now about how to affect the human cell with frequency comes from this research behemoth and its tentacles. Radiation is simply a frequency. The higher the frequency, the greater the damage.
At this point, I want to remind you that we discussed in Part One, the Piezoelectric Effect. This is very basic. Heavy metal nano-particles which saturate our atmosphere are ionizable metallic salts. These create an atmosphere that has become a conductive plasma. Our bodies have accumulated enough of these nano-particles to become resonant to outside frequencies…all the way down to our DNA. Additionally, in future we shall discuss the fact that this same principle allows energy to be harvested from our bodies.
We are surrounded (an understatement if I ever made one) with sources of electro-magnetic frequencies. They are present in vast quantities and they project frequency at demonic levels.
- One of any number of GWEN tower configurations, usually many of which are in our site if we stop and look. They are starting to try to disguise them, as you can see.
And this, dear Reader, is a by-product of a program called Geoengineering which is meant, we are told, to control global warming and perhaps manage solar flares. What’s actually happening is vast, broad and deep. You can find these things out for yourselves when you are ready. I am simply trying to bring you the broad strokes because they alone should be enough.
And you will remember that we are playing host to unnatural, unidentifiable, self-unpacking and self-replicating fibers. These fibers, among many other grotesque abilities, respond to frequency. Well, that’ll show that Global Warming Monster a thing or two. Wait. What? Does any of this make any sense to you in those terms? Me, either. Something else is going on and I cannot characterize it as anything but sinister.
Other than telling you that it’s time to familiarize yourself with the work of the folks who are collecting up the hard truths and the data to back it up (see links below), there are a couple of things I want to mention. One of them is that the events at Fukushima are being and will be used to piggy-back and hide the atrocities of geoengineering. I suspected this when all of a sudden, we were allowed all kinds of access to that subject which had been impossible to get from March 11, 2011.
Here’s why I bring it up.
I just read an article by another activist, Michael T. Snyder, called ‘What is Happening To Alaska?’ In the article he describes the most catastrophic physiological, and fatal, effects on the local animals and wonders if they are the result of Fukushima. Obviously, the effects of Fukushima are, have already been, and will continue to be reported as staggering. What catches my attention here, though, is the lead:
“Why are huge numbers of (dead) birds dropping dead and washing up along the coastlines of Alaska? It is being reported that many of the carcasses of the dead birds are “broken open and bleeding”.”
Am I the only one who has heard this before…many times before..and certainly a good year or more before the event at Fukushima? Let’s recall. January 1, 2011…ten thousand blackbirds fall dead from the sky en masse in Arkansas and are discovered in the end to have had their organs exploded within their bodies. Massive, simultaneous, internal bleeding.
This really tends to lead me back to the physiological reality of living beings filled with accumulated nano-particles of aluminum which can then be heated by microwave weapons causing cells to explode and living beings to die of massive internal hemorrhaging.
This is geoengineering, folks. I have long, long been wary and fearful that They would start hiding what they are doing behind Fukushima because the fallout from each would be nearly impossible to untangle unless one is very, very well versed in geoengineering. I even said to my husband several months ago, and to Jo Conrad on air…wait a minute. How come all of a sudden we have access to all these facts about Fukushima? They never just give up, throw in the towel, and start telling us the truth. There is, in my opinion, some piggy-backing going on here.
PIGGY-BACKING. I am not belittling or denigrating or showing the slightest bit of disrespect for Fukushima. Please understand that. Fukushima is not my area. It’s that little persistent message in my heart-mind that’s whispering to me on this one. I’m just saying it would be so easy and very tempting to sweep a lot of geoengineering fallout under the catastrophe that is Fukushima. That should not be allowed.
And, the greatest irony of all? Anyone who dares point this out risks being blasted to pieces for daring to tread on sacred ground. I have to, though, because we are all dying and because it seems like this is what I came here to do.
My theory is that it is why we are ALL here at this time. Practically speaking, though, I wonder as I write how one would distinguish between clear radiation poisoning and the poisoning caused by heavy metal bioaccumulation and infiltration by nanoparticle sized pseudo-living fibers? And this:
“As you will see below, something is causing mass death events among various populations of fish as well. In addition, it has been reported that large numbers of polar bears, seals and walruses in Alaska are being affected by hair loss and ‘oozing sores’.”
“Something is causing Pacific herring to bleed from their gills, bellies and eyeballs…Independent fisheries scientist Alexandra Morton is raising concerns about a disease she says is spreading through Pacific herring causing fish to hemorrhage. Ms. Morton has called on the federal Department of Fisheries and Oceans to investigate, saying it could cause large-scale herring kills and infect wild salmon, which feed heavily on herring.”
Now, having said this, it has been reported to me as well that there are greater numbers of salmon being caught in the Yukon River than ever before. In fact, Germany is reporting a booming population of seals and such in the North Sea. Question: does this mean that the animal population is NOT being decimated via the chemicals in the sky and/or ocean elsewhere? Some people are trying to float that theory. That seems to me to be extremely poor logic. That’s like saying because lions in Africa continued to breed and sometimes in booming numbers, the radiation fallout from Nagasaki did not matter. These things do not come with an equals sign between them.
Please remember we have been down this trail before, just prior to Fukushima. The dead fish in Arkansas came just hours after the dead birds. If memory serves, the bleeding, injuries and physiological devastation that went to the fish in question was blamed on the Corexit poured into the Gulf after the BP disaster. A neurotoxin? Or radiation? From where?
Both actually and from where matters in the sense that we have to eliminate all of the programs, not just the most obvious or easily blameable. The fish are not isolated, though, so the disease appearing just at the time the bears and the birds are succumbing to horrific physical issues…well, it’s too much of a coincidence in my mind.
My thought is that sorting this out now will become very difficult and we need to get right on top of this. My thought is that the best thing to do is keep reminding the public that these things are not ‘new’ to the post-Fukushima planet nor are they linked to nuclear catastrophes exclusively and that we have seen this very, very recently in another guise. The scientist charged with translating my book into German has been doing extensive investigations on the who and the how in Berlin. The biggest companies, including the one Super User in the United States, are not even trying to hide what they are doing.
Taking a page from David Keith’s book, you know the Uber Geo-engineer, who just appeared and was sliced and diced by Stephen Colbert in less than six minutes; let’s not lose the plot of one thing by superimposing something else on it. Apparently, this was his explanation as to why scientists who have known about geoengineering since President Johnson have been ‘terrified’ to speak about it lest we all forget to concentrate on reducing our emissions.
I have to say Keith’s arguments were the most specious I’ve ever seen and a really good example of disinformation. I have no doubt they were terrified, though. Up until very recently it has been hazardous to your health to talk about this. The one thing Keith said is that we need to start talking about it. Yes, please! That’s the biggest open gate the other side has given us. No more being ‘terrified,’ that lovely word we hear so often.
Terror. Terrorism. Buzz, button pushed. Reaction generated.
I’d love to be able to show you the Colbert video but it’s presence on the internet has been erased if one has not downloaded it. Imagine that. But, yes, Dr. Dave, let’s start talking big, loud, and long because I promise you the other side is just getting started. Spin, disinformation, glamorous commercials, even movies about this…it’s all coming.
Because they know, as do many, that capturing the imagination of a people is the way to get them. They know this all too well. So arm yourself before they get hold of you. Arm yourself with the facts. And listen for that thin thread of a lie buried within some truth. It’s the lie they care about.
To the best of my knowledge, the following photo is absolutely official. A screen shot. Viewers have verified and reverified the reality of this. Have a look.
I’m not going to say anything further about this. I have simply put this there for purposes of meditation and as an example of the possible use of the media in this regard. The Good Guy uses Chemtrails. Pretty simple, isn’t it?
Having said all of the above, because it was imperative to make note of the ways in which we are constantly being hornswoggled, let us turn back to the discussion of geonengineering-induced transhumanism. They are not just terraforming our planet, they are terraforming all life on this planet…most especially us.
One of the classic markers of Morgellon’s Syndrome is the appearance of lesions, sometimes many inches in diameter and sometimes many in number, that do not heal. This is caused by the eruption of the skin due to those hollow fibers or tubules we talked about in the first article.
According to Sofia Smallstorm, these fibers, as we said last time can be cultured and grown from tissue: saliva, blood, skin, urine…of animals as well as humans. They bleed and they ooze and they do not heal. I believe we just read a similar description in the article on Alaska. Hmmm…
The fibers themselves mock disease cells but are not. The material inside these tubules, which, as I said previously can be cultured and grown from humans or animals, self-replicate and resemble bacteria. Some look like mycoplasma but are not. Some look like chlamydia but are not.
These sorts of things do not happen in Nature. The three life kingdoms are eukaryotes (that’s us), bacteria, and archea. It seems we now have all three replicating in our bodies. Are we ‘becoming something else?’ Seems like we would be by definition. Some are referring to this as transbiology. There are hybrids forming in us.
Again, I want to bring Clifford Carnicom and his group working in New Mexico into the discussion. It is vital. The following are some of the conclusions from their latest, scientifically incorruptible work. I will attach the link at the bottom of the article.
“It is now understood, to a relatively high level of confidence, the essential molecular and chemical composition of the Morgellons biological filamentous material. This knowledge is a prerequisite to understanding at least a portion of the impact to the body and human health. It now appears, from all available research, that this determined molecular composition can be summarized in the following complex phrase:
The structure of the filament form appears to be, based upon the best available information to date, primarily that of an “polycyclic organo-metallic halogenated aromatic amine”. Substantial evidence also exists for the coupling of a iron-amino acid(cysteine and histidine dipeptide complex). The implications of such a compound and structure upon human health are profound…
It has been established, through rather painstaking processes over a period of several years, that primary constituents of the growth form are comprised of both iron and amino acids. The methods to achieve this have been described in detail on previous reports. The essence of impact to health has also been discussed at length, namely, that if these elements are used by the organism for its own growth then those same nutrients are being denied to the human host that supports the invasive growth. Your iron is at the core of your respiration and hence of all energy transfer within your body; proteins are the structural framework that allows your body to exist and grow. The absconding of both iron and amino acids (i.e., proteins) from the human body is by itself of sufficient damage to warrant a full and dedicated allocation of resources to this problem; this has not happened to date.”
Perhaps I could mention here Chronic Fatigue Syndrome? Just a thought.
Okay, so this is one of the things that’s going on, quite definitively, within our bodies thanks to these lovely tubular nano-fibers. We are being made hosts and we are being made sick. But we are also being made into something else altogether.
The other thing, according to the research and testimony of Dr. Russell Blaylock, is that our neurology is being disrupted and changed. Broken. Because the damage at the cellular level due to frequency bombardment causes our DNA to replicate the injured codes, not the healthy codes. The DNA instructions that are made gibberish.
And that brings us full circle back to Metabiology…Frankenbiology. In essence, this is the study of ways to make biology whatever you want it to be. Some believe that soon everything we are and do will be a result of direction, or interference, from frequencies that originate outside us but cause reactions within us.
There are some who suggest that even our medicine will evolve into a frequency-based thing. We should add, though, that the largest share of our medical maladies themselves are not, in fact, natural but are frequency-induced.
It does not have to be this way. We are not broken. We are being broken. Land the planes. Raise the consciousness. Now.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=18IepieChOU The Modern Manhattan Project Sofia Smallstorm
http://vimeo.com/51040243 The Silent Forests
FLYBOYS IN HELL: How do we spring them?
I want to talk with the pilots. I want to talk about the pilots. Three years ago, I woke up having been thrown into the deep end of the pool. Not long ago, comparatively. I realize that. Nonetheless, the component of this war being waged against us, with a generous, cocked-at-the-right-angle smile – the one our grandfather might have used to reassure us, a balance between ‘this is dead-serious’ and ‘it’ll be over soon…’ well, the moving piece I return to again and again is the Pilot.
There are a number of reasons Obama and Company are engaged in an irresistible push to get unmanned flights in the air, the drones. One is to take humans out of the equation. Meet the drone. The drone does not have to be convinced he or she is doing the right thing. My hope has always rested on the people in the equation. Time and again that has made al the difference.
There are two stories told side-by-side in The Sun Thief. One is the story of a woman run down seemingly because of what she may have seen or known. The other follows a pilot, a ‘firebomber,’ who is the embodiment of the impossible game, the moral, ethical and psychological tightrope these people must in the end find themselves walking. Not only is this his personal struggle but the character and profiles of the other pilots in the aerosol program aimed at encasing the world in a poisonous shrink wrap…well this is a complicated situation and the pilots must be, as well. They are, I believe, fractured creations of the 20th century, just like the woman who died. They must certainly feel completely trapped even if they think they are doing a service to mankind. The Sun Thief is also their story.
I am certain the woman would be glad to volunteer as the artist’s model, the subject in an examination and rendering of how we were fractured in the 20th century such that we could and would be clay, placid and moldable. The contemplation of a life lived with the fractures and a terrible death has made her story fundamentally one of redemption. It doesn’t get any better than that in my estimation.
The frightening first fact may be that hers was/is not an unusual story. In fact, it is common. As we turn the pages of the second half of the 20th century, it is the back story and while the back story for what came then was written, arguably, centuries prior, the basic framework looks like this: World War II and the war of propaganda launched against all of us everywhere so that our understanding of events were what those few driving the conflicts wanted them to be. Ponder a nine-year-old girl in this case, sitting in a dim movie theater in a little town in the west on a Saturday afternoon, completely surrounded, enveloped by the images running before her. Dazzled, heart swelling with pride, as the stories of unfathomably courageous men and women stood between her and the end of the world. Here’s where it gets a bit sticky, manuevering through this image. In order to understand the effects on a wartime population, one risks deeply insulting the same men and women who did step up when they truly believed the US military was all that stood between a nine-year-old girl and the end of the world. Acknowledged. Respected.
Nonetheless, this very successful boondoggle, almost unbearably tragic, has to be brought out, lifted up and added to the mix that, in the end, has made people who will fly airplanes willingly drop poisons on their friends, their family, their children. So there it is, with my deepest sympathy/empathy for every one of us who has been duped and all of our childsren who continue to dissolve before our eyes. That’s the first bit of the puzzle.
The second bit: this was a nine-year-old girl with no father. The parents had split up, the father ran off and joined the army no less, the mother worked miles and miles away where there was actually some work to be had. So many longed-for authority figures. In loco parentis, indeed, and the military/government were happy to comply, trained to comply, this impulse having been prepared and planned. Deeply prepared to do so, in fact. Add more to the mix, because it had to be so: poverty. Poverty as befitted a rural, post-Depression community juxtaposed once again to the ‘moving’ images of wealth, glamour, bravery, Big Business smoking an expensive cigar. Most of us reading this know this drill. Moving Images, indeed. In loco parentis plus images that ‘move’ equals a nine-year-old girl – let’s just call her America – in desperate need of parents, authority figures and security, both emotional and material. Safety and clear parameters of behavior…what’s inside the rules, what’s outside the rules. The latch-key kid called America who just wants to locate someone in authority who seems to know what they’re doing. How easy to present an image of authority; yes, this is how to view the world, even if as a grown adult with a moral, ethical or intelligent compass, we would find the parameters repugnant. Horrific. Nightmarish. And, with some perspective accompanied by different ‘moving’ images, the move might just be away. Far away.
The other location of much-needed authority and feedback for the child, America? The school. And don’t they know it? A continuation of behavior modification and brain-washing tinkered with and honed over decades. Add things they want us to rely on, subtract things that encourage independent thought. Year after year. Drip. Drip. Drip. Citizen. Want to save your children? Get the government corporatocracy out of their education.
So, this little girl we’ve nicknamed America, born in 1936, becomes an adult, vulnerable in all the right ways, longing for all the right missing parts, dazzled by all the right narrative. The Narrative we have all been immersed in for so very long. A Made Creature ripe for the picking. Add immigration, marginalization over decades, ever-increasing and pressurized ‘moving’ images, the wedge driven into families brutally and relentlessly as funds dry up and every able body goes out to work. Drip…drip…drip. In loco parentis.
Back now, gratefully and with deep love, to the woman; the one who gave her life and her permission to use her as a lens through which to see clearly what has happened. Grateful, she was, as a single mother, to have a government job. Security, health care, retirement benefits. It was a completely known quantity. Boring but next to impossible to screw up. The rules? Clear. The parameters? Set in stone. The price? Way too high. But, of course, this is what we never know until it’s too late. We could know, especially today, if we would unplug, step out of our automaton role. (Hence, the oncoming wave of drones? Yes, but other things, as well, far more scary).
So, yes, back to the little girl. Add the dazzle of the US military and many dreams are realized; implanted dreams but again, we won’t realize that until it’s much too late. What makes the story much more shiny is that she is adept and intelligent and ambitious and so gains ever-higher security clearances and.,..the cage door swings shut. Exciting and glamorous according to her very well-groomed ideas of excitement and glamour – remember those newsreels of 1945 – and service to her country. The Greatest Nation in the World. In loco parentis. Citizen. Drip…drip…drip.
I want to talk about the pilots, then, based on the above narrative. This deliberate fracturing of the American psyche and spirit (not the soul, which is universal and untouchable, sorry Nazgul) has proceeded apace. Surrounded by stimuli and forces meant to bend us to the will of those intent on the slow-boil kill of humanity. There is no other way to describe it.
My pilot, the one in The Sun Thief, is a hero. My pilot, the firebomber, takes on the Madness. In my optimism, I imagine many of the living, breathing pilots doing the same and perhaps paying the ultimate price. I don’t for a minute think that none have the guts yet to try to get out. The companies hiring pilots like to use military pilots who, yes, follow orders well and have been desensitized to brutality in many ways but I always, always factor in the Folk Soul. The Folk Soul is ultimately what the adversaries are after and what is again, one of those Indestructibles. I, for example, as an American, am so thoroughly convinced that I have the right to say whatever I damned well please that it actually lives in my bones. Damn, they are trying hard to erase that sort of thing. It makes their skin itch, blister and boil…all the better to see them with actually. But we have to keep our necks out of the guillotines.
In loco parentis, moving images, drugs, anti-depressants, chemical rain from the sky, intimidation, the removal of any intellectual discipline in ‘school’ that teaches us to think even as we could have easily 50-60 years ago, threats to stop the Food Stamp program…the list is glaringly obvious. And, as to the patriots and the pilots and the people prepared like bread dough in the ways I have described, they have been convinced that they are protecting humanity from the sun when the sun is no threat at all. The sun keeps us alive. I can point to the interview following, given by a physician who tended to the pilots involved in this program, Dr. Deagle,
“…by the way barium salts are in chemtrails and they are ten thousand times more toxic to your system than lead. They contain bacteria, pseudomonis…human plasma…there’s three reasons for chemtrails. The first is, and I talked to my NSA buddies at Fort Carson and Buckley Air Force Base, where I was actually their doctor taking care of the pilots flying and spraying the chemtrails so I know it’s real…and my NSA buddies told me, 95% of them told me, they were up there to spray trying to reflect the sunlight and stop global warming. So most of them are dumb enough to believe that garbage.”
This is their physician speaking. Actually, the truth is they have been carefuly, methodically and relentlessly prepared to believe that garbage. And what an amazingly effective thing it must be then if it convinces men and women that raining a substance down on us that is 10k more toxic than lead is somehow going to save us.
It’s far more likely that they, meaning the adversaries, are going for a soft kill. It isn’t so soft anymore considering how it is showing up in the population, particularly our children. If they have to eliminate us, throwing up their hands, throwing in the towel at eliminating the Folk Soul, they say they will. They cannot. Universal. Untouchable. Soul.
I also concede, considering how thoroughly saturated in toxins we are, how the ozone is barely holding itself together, that a group the size of an invasion force, clad in many costumes and flying machines both military and commercial, are doing the bidding of those of us who see us as ‘human resources.’ We have little value to them as individuals, but lots of value as captives: medical experiments, worker bees, and in their own words, cannon fodder, useless eaters, commodities and collateral.
So, about the pilots then. My idea of a pilot is someone who flies free, rises above, holds his own destiny in his own daredevil hands. A hangover from the WWII newsreel? Probably. But the chewy center of that came later for me, in the book called Illusions by Richard Bach.
However, I am not a pilot. I do not have my hands on the joystick there, with a job and a family at stake or, perhaps in the case of the more jaded suckers, a hefty bank account. It can, in the end, just come down to blackmail. It often does. Lots of dough and the willingness to suspend conscience? Maybe. I have not, as many have, been convinced that chem’ing us to death will save us. From anything. And, what are the potential consequences of taking a stand that fails? There are lots of things worse than death as the adversaries know all too well.
Still, so many of the brainwashing apparati eventually backfire on the adversaries in spectacular ways. The internet is the juiciest, most delightful example. I, in my heart of hearts, resonant strings of the Folk Soul strumming, can get a glimpse of such. Life will not be denied. “I fear we have awakened the sleeping giant?” Maybe. Maybe it’ll be a pilot…or many pilots. People will argue with me about that but my pilot took on the Madness. That pilot lives in each of us, not to be too sentimental about it, but this pilot is flying our Folk Soul and he doesn’t go to the movies, nor would he be caught dead in a state school, this Flyer. My Flyer. I want to speak to the pilots.
Sandbagged. Every one of us. For a century, at least. Who’s doing it and why matter far less to me today than identifying the foundational ways we have been betrayed, are being betrayed, and stopping it. We can figure out the details once the gears grind to a halt. When I say foundational and earth-shaking, in the end, this is actually literal. It all comes down to physics, as I knew it would all along, but in ways I couldn’t let myself entertain until now.
This is the conclusion I draw when I take stock of what I have learned since July 11, 2010. July 10…just me and my life, for better or worse. July 11, everything changed. Absolutely everything beginning with the brutal death of my own mother, the scene which opens my book, The Sun Thief, as well it should. For how could it be any other way? It began with an elderly woman dying in a little town on the seacoast of Maine and today, I entertain the knowledge that the resonance of the earth is different than anything we have been taught in the last century. And I wonder what could be so important that so much energy and ill will has been bent toward disconnecting us from our medium? I almost wrote the word environment but I think that is one of those words that has been used so much and abused so much that it has lost most of its meaning for us. It blends into the background like traffic noise in a city highrise. This is another one of the ways we become disconnected actually. So I think for now I’ll use the word medium. I think it’s better anyway in that its implications are that we have a sort of control/power that we don’t think of when we use the word environment. The environment exists without us, we are simply placed within it somehow. The medium we live in speaks to me of the clay or paint or words or instrument we use to shape something. It’s better. It brings our attention to the discussion. So, the medium in which we live…is not what we think it is…and is important to us in ways of which we are unaware.
Those of us, and we are millions now, who are trying to pull the now-tattered veil off the genocide that is geonengineering in our medium, often talk first about the air. The trail leads from the air to the soil to the seed to the water. Once we realize how assaulted, beaten up, and yes, raped, our medium is we have to sit down for a bit. Our heads swim, we get dizzy, we cannot quite believe the staggering size and organization of the assault. That leads to an awareness that all of the earth’s natural cycles are disrupted in big ways., The cyclonic cycle (winds and such), the currents in the sea (weather), the mechanism by which the earth can heal her atmosphere to a great degree (the ozone folks) – these powerful foundations in our medium are being constantly overthrown and have been to a greater or lesser degree for something like six decades. The mad scientists in their well-funded labs (most of which are populated by computer-model scenarios rather than what we might recognize as scientific experiments of the past) are assaulting our medium like children overturning a piggy bank, shaking it as hard as they can to empty the contents. Violently. Sadistically. And when they are told there isn’t anything left in the vessel, they get additional funding to allow them to keep shaking…just to see what happens. Frighteningly, having done as much immediate damage as they could, they have now turned their attention to the mess they made.
Wait, they cry! If you just give us a little more money and permission and turn a blind eye, we can unleash more Science to fix what science has broken! Really, they swear, we can do it! What’s needed is more of the same, more, more, more…muxch more. That’ll fix everything., We promise.
These promises of salvation come, not in the guise of natural remediation. They come not in the guise of leaving the earth’s delicate systems alone, as we were taught for decades. Don’t mess up the balance, we were taught. Let everything be natural. The earth is strong, the earth can take care of herself and, if we leave her to her own wisdom, she wil continue to care for us. No. These promises come in the guise of replacing natural systems and natural entities in our natural medium with fakes. Dead things. Things that don’t reproduce. And not only are we talking about dead things being passed off as living…seeds that terminate after one season and contain so much pesticide that their fruits kill pests…for now..and do grave injury to the metabolic systems of ALL who ingest them; trees that harbor no life of any kind and do not reproduce but are easier to fell and turn into paper; water so filled with toxins and chemicals that it is, in fact, a poisonous brew.
The thing is, no matter how delinquent or unthinking we as the artists in this medium have been in contributing to messing up the art studio…we are NOT responsible for the current state of affairs. We did not make this mess, folks. No, we are merely the lab rats in a giant experiment. We have been chem’d, bio’d, used as unknowing test subjects by scientists who care only for their computer models and continued funding. We ARE the beagles with electrodes sticking out of our heads that we see in the ads by anti-animal testing entities. These scientists are funded by a combination of corporate and government entities who have a bigger, blaxcker agenda.
And, strangely enough, when I think about what I just wrote, I realize that for me this has become the baseline. Yes, this is the same old stuff in a way. It explains much. It explains very little. Clifford Carnicom has done vast and deep work on the physiological efects of this medium wrecking that has been underway. It can be very very difficult to read his results and view photos of the same and God bless him for staying with it under moments of unimaginable duress. The reality is, we are also, in ways I won’t describe right here, changed internally…and, if they have their way, all the way down to our DNA. See here’s what’s happened:
The medium in which we work has been assaulted. It has been changed by the addition of what are called ionizable metallic salts to become resonant in ways that are unnatural and off-the-charts. We have, as individuals, been penetrated by the same sorts of metals…and other things…to become entities whose frequencies can be ‘tuned.’ If we live in a charged medium, a medium that can carry signal, and we have been made receptive to receiving that frequency such that we can be tuned….well, you do the math. If you can stomach it. Now, if you are like me, your mind is quickly moving to your children. Are they well? Are they well in the ways that we were? If there were an avalanche of neurotoxins raining down on us for decades then that would have to affect the neurology…oh. Wait. Isn’t there an entire billions and bilions of dollars worth of scientific industry built up around handling neuro freaky, gosh where did that come from neuro issues? Why yes, I believe there is.
But again….I want to move on to at least bringing the idea that I encountered a few days ago to your attention. We can discuss it in the next blog. What if the earth’s core was NOT exactly just molten lava? What is we as human beings were built to resonate not just with the surface life on our Good Mother but with the frequencies eminating from her core? How come, dear rreaders, we are intelligent enough to understand that frequencies come TO us freom the sun and from other planetary bodies in our neighborhood but that space where we used to understand that the earth resonates, too, seems now to be a …blank space? And if everything gets shaken to bits and interfered with to the point that nothing resonates to anything…including us…that isn’t genertaed and aimed at us artificially…well.
It is in my thoughts, as I start the act of communicating with as yet unknown colleagues and partners in discussion and action that many of my followers are not native English speakers and so it is with this thought in mind that I hope to make myself understandable.
A task lies before us. The size of the task is just exactly equal to the size of the spiritual leap humanity is poised to make. The floodgates, indeed, are open and the living waters that will elevate us as they rise wash over us, pick us up and carry us. We, as SOULS wearing the material garb of this frequency or dimension for a time, are absolutely equal to performing this task. We come into this existence with everything we need, even if it lies asleep as it should, for it is not the task of GAINING a SOUL we are about but rather awakening the one that lies in all of us; awakening the soul and its activity, the spirit, into communion with what is here. Never think anything less than this for if you allow yourself to be persuaded otherwise, you are abandoning a precious birthright and all of your strength…as a co-creator.
The task, in my understanding, is to return ourselves into a state of harmony with the resonance of our material environment. We have been severed from this over the last century. It is difficult to come up with a term for the ‘other side,’ in this scenario. Lately I have wanted to make my way back toward the idea of unity, the idea that division is a problem. Here one runs into the idea of the duad, the two from the One. This is a fundamental spiritual truth. It is important in many ways. For one thing, it is in the reflection of another that we come to know ourselves truly. The ‘I’ and ‘Thou.’ Owen Barfield, one of my favorite 20th century philosophers, described a condition for humanity in which at one point we, in fact, could join with or live into everything and everyone around us. This was quite useful. Then came a period of time when a sudden, sharp and wrenching individuation was necessary. We needed to become free spiritual beings and so, we were severed from the material world in a way that allowed us to be alone, solitary, individual. Our souls still thrummed and hummed to the frequency of the earth at a foundational level, took sustenance from the seed and everything of the earth around us and the life of the water. ..everything truly alive. We were/are part of that on a completely non-material level. Yet, our eyes in three dimensions saw division and separateness. It was necessary. The current task is to rejoin with All while keeping our sovereignty as souls.