posted 12-21-2003 01:09 PM            

As your car glides down the highway leaving a small 'contrail' that disapates quickly into nothingness, you observe the usual flow of traffic, each leaving their own small, quickly disapating vapor trail from the car's exhaust. Just another day on the way to the office.

But soon into your trip, you see up ahead what appears in the distance to be a smokey white haze, as if someone was burning many piles of leaves or smoldering trash somewhere. The air in the car starts to take on a very slight but noticable smell, like a solvent perhaps, or maybe like burnt fuel, with a hint of metallic taste.

As you drive nearer the haze you see a car go by spewing a huge smokey white exhaust, like it had burnt rings, and was blowing out oil and smoke. Quickly you spot another, then another, then another. Now you see them not only on the highways, but driving across the medians, going in all directions, in what looks like dozens of drunks with cars with bad rings.

The sky above the highway has taken on an oily whitish haze, forming a halo around the sun and causing bright white "hot" spots of refection. Reds, purples, and greens can be seen reflecting off of "stands" of the smoke.

You spot a cop on the shoulder of the road and stop to ask what's it all about. Move along he tells you nothing to see here, just 'normal' traffic and maybe a car with an exhaust problem.

As you pull into work, you notice you have a shortness of breath, and your joints seem to be aching. How strange you think. At the water cooler, only one other person seems to have noticed anything different, on the drive to work. Everyone else is oblivous. After several tries at relating your experience, you decide to save your breath. They'll have to witness it on their own you conclude. That's the only way.

The lone observer at the water cooler, that verifies what you've seen, says yeah, it's "the governent". You know, the military/industrial/ pharmaceutical/
complex he adds. You sip your water and quickly walk away.

While on break, you happen to hit upon a site called rense.com. and there unbelievably, you see pictures and a story by someone on the same drive to work, that is alluding to "a spraying".

You know from this day forward, things will never be the same. You even look up the lone guy at the water cooler, and ask him out for lunch. You will never look back.

You have forever entered into
The Chemtrail Zone,

Regards All,
SmT