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Topic: Chem Haze...a story. | Topic page views:
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Delphi
Mystic Warrior
S. Bossier, Louisiana
1583 posts, Mar 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 03:42 AM
   
The "sky painters" were out in force today! People were going about their "normal" lives, dropping the kids off at school, shopping, listening to the "Talking Heads" on the 3 major T.V. stations presenting their usual "script"...all on the same page. A trip to the Mall provided no measure of relief from the stagnant air and the "abstract "sky painting" unfolding above. People scurried as usual,too busy to "look up", or if they did, they really didn't "see"......"People watching" at the Mall was really a "rude awakening" to anyone who was aware or concerned about what was going on in our skies.Everyone passing by seemed to have deep lines etched into their faces, swollen bodies, and blank stares. Were they in some kind of physical or mental pain?....Brought about by some as yet unknown chemical or pathogen in those "unnatural" looking trails...The world was changing too fast! Something was wrong, children were killing children, terrorism rampant, "road rage, "shopping cart rage"...and all those new diseases...Where was all this chaos and misery coming from? Was it something in those "noiseless" planes that seemed to be everywhere?Mad Cow Disease, Mad Bee Syndrome...What on earth was going on? The "Mad Scientists" never cured anything...they seemed bent on "building a better mouse-trap", (weapons) for the Militaty/Industrial complex, creating perfect babies. or cloning the "richest" among us. What had gone wrong? People just seemed oblivious or in denial in reference to those "dirty-white" plumes spewing out of planes that seemed not quite like conventional planes....Jen started to feel really ill on the drive home!The sky had turned into a pure "white-out", where earlier, chemtrail designs were evident, grids, and X's and U turns all coalescing into a surrealistic mess!! ...Jen kicked off her shoes and looked into her mirror...so much fatigue, what a day! She had been researching the "trails" for quite some time. Were they for the good of us all? Weather control? To stave off global warming, protect us from Bio-terrorism, or some other purpose?. Maybe Aliens were manipulating our atmosphere so they could inhabit earth...she had to laugh at that one in spite of herself!! The laugh "froze" on her face when she looked into the mirror again...her face was...changing?? Her color was changing, her body was going through a metamorphosis, Jens' skin and flesh slid away from her to reveal an appearance totally "Alien" to her...it was an Alien! Jen realized those weren't Alien craft spraying...they were already here, and they were us!! .....Memories came back to her like a Video tape on fast forward...all of it...How the Zerga race of Aliens, the staunch enemies of the Drekkes, had manipulated them and encapsulated them in the human bodies to keep them as prisoners or toys. The Zergas were "light Beings" that could take on "Angelic" form and they fashioned the Drekkes in their "likeness". The atmosphere was being changed so the metamorphosis could take place. The Zetas had been watching our world for a long time, and in spite of "Universal Law", decided to help us Drekkes. The human forms were not welcome into the Galactic neighborhood because of their cruelty, greed, and lack of "soul evolution". The Drekkes were glad to be free again, as they were a kind and loving and joyous species. The chem-vehicles were no longer needed to transform the atmosphere...now the "chem-spheres" could appear as they really were and they did so. The chemtrails went the way of the Crop-circles! Now the plumes were turned into beautiful designs, intricate patterns, sacred Geometry and could be seen and enjoyed "globally" against the beautiful "new" skies,...skies of crimsom and indigo and violet, and gold, and pink, and lavender, and baby blue! Everything was so beautiful. No more wars or hate or disease...just love and light and peace!! (Jen woke up...it was a wonderful dream!) She stepped outside on her deck and saw the chemtrails already spewing forth their filthy, pathogenic cargo and the beautiful dream faded quickly as she coughed and choked and sneezed and she could feel her dream slowly slipping into a "nightmare" of reality...and she coughed again and tried not to notice the trickle of blood streaming down her face and on to her patio deck! Maybe this too was all a dream in some other entities consciousness! I pray it ends well for all of us! Joanne
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Delphi
Mystic Warrior
S. Bossier, Louisiana
1583 posts, Mar 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 03:55 AM
gone
[Edited 1 times, lastly by Delphi on 10-13-2001]
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amber
UK ENVOY
uk
445 posts, May 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 04:04 AM
Excellent idea, Delphi!Great story. Just give people a while to reply, whilst they create 
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David
Chemtrail Information Agent
1280 posts, Oct 2000
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posted 06-11-2001 09:02 AM
Delphi Darlin, you are a treasure. Wecome back to the forums.
I would be willing to bet a whole load of chem -spray that you will get good response.
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David
Chemtrail Information Agent
1280 posts, Oct 2000
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posted 06-11-2001 10:43 AM
Done
[Edited 2 times, lastly by David on 06-15-2001]
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amber
UK ENVOY
uk
445 posts, May 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 11:33 AM
The Meeting.....
Amber's mind was working overtime as she walked across the street to the mailbox. The letters in her hand were pleas to friends. Her heart and soul layed bare on the printed pages, she begged them to start researching; to start questioning; to wake up. She was used to the scorn, ridicule and apathy her 'rantings' received, but a sense of mission drove her on. Was she the only one to notice the increasing numbers of people who were ill? The rising proportion of friends who had experiened the sudden onset of disease; diseases rarely seen in her parent's day.
Pausing at the mailbox, Amber looked up. The oily rainbow circling the sun, made her feel nauseous. The rainbow used to be a symbol of hope; a symbol of God's promise never to punish man again. 'Where was God in all this?' she wondered.
Drowning in a wave of despair, she posted the letters. Suddenly she was hit hard on the shoulder from behind. The force of the blow sent her skidding across the pavement. Crying with pain and shock, she turned to see an elderly man reaching down to help her up.
"What the hell..." she began
"I'm so sorry...so sorry" he stammered.
" Please...please.." he begged, as he repeatedly turned to look behind him.
" No time...no time..every thing is lost...what to do?" his words tumbled out.
Amber felt his despair and empathised.
" It's Ok" she reassured him, " Are you in trouble?" she enquired.
The man seemed to instantly regain his composure. He looked Amber straight in the eyes,
" You take this!" he ordered, and thrust a parcel into Amber's unwilling hands.
Before she could protest the man had turned and ran.
"Wait!" she screamed, unnerved by the whole bizzare affair. As Amber watched, the strange little man, continued to run down the main street. The parcel in her hands was heavy...what on earth was it? She looked up to see where its owner was heading. Her knees began to buckle...a large black car, tyres screeching, was headed straight for the old man. She almost stopped breathing as it hit him; throwing his frail body through the air. She heard the sickening thump as he hit the pavement. The car simply carried on driving.
As passers-by ran to help the old man, Amber began to tear the packaging from the parcel. Through unsolicited tears she read the words on the front page of a dossier:
Top Secret: Operation Cloverleaf.
The words began to blur as her tears fell, but through them she was able to read one word which almost made her heart stop - CHEMTRAILS........
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TopGun0069
Senior Member
244 posts, Jan 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 12:11 PM
I wish that I could fly one of those saucers, because I'll bet that I can pull a lot more "Gs" in one of them! You forgot to end it with Cydoniaquest stepping out with me as my co-pilot! Mav
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3T3L1
Differentiated Mouse Fibroblasts
Lubbock, Texas
1347 posts, Mar 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 12:18 PM
"Cy Is My Copilot." Now there is a bumper sticker to make people let you merge on the freeways.
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Delphi
Mystic Warrior
S. Bossier, Louisiana
1583 posts, Mar 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 01:48 PM
David and Amber....outstanding!!! Excellent stories...that is what I was hoping for! I hope more jump into the fray, as most all the posters here are intelligent and talented people. Like I say, we get enough stories, poems, etc. together, maybe we could put them all together and really get the "word" out there! Amber, I like your presentation a lot and David, as usual, right on!! And the last part was the best... ! Topgunn, I bet a saucer would be the "Ultimate" ride!! TG, have you ever heard of the McDonnell-Douglas MDX? I heard it is built around the MD-530 bubble frame. Cutting edge technology...no tail rotor, instead, compressed air ejected from the side of the tail boom to keep the helicopters torque in balance...and it is very quiet. And 3T3L1, Cy as his co-pilot...cool!! Let me pack his parachute. Blessings all, Joanne
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David
Chemtrail Information Agent
1280 posts, Oct 2000
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posted 06-11-2001 02:36 PM
Thank you Delphi. Great story amber.Topgunn, thanks for taking it as jest and not a personal slam.  Now TG, it's your turn, come on, launch those literary missiles and give us a good story.
[Edited 1 times, lastly by David on 06-11-2001]
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RidesTheWind
visionary
The Void
1359 posts, Feb 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 04:29 PM
The constant roar of the planes continued to blast overhead while she tapped feverishly on the keyboard trying to get everything she saw down before she forgot. The whiteout over the horizon was so thick it made seeing the clouds themselves barely visable, just the outline of the edges peeked through the white haze.What a day it had been.
Who would believe she thought, sitting back now, away from the computer to glance out the window at the bay. What bay, you could barely see it. How surreal it had been to have members of Congress seated on her front lawn like at a drive-in movie, all watching the spectacle above with binoculars.They had come on such a good day too, the dotted lines were everywhere,and the whirling balls of silver had spun violently in circles spewing out white smoke as they fell rapidly then vanished into thin air.
"I can't believe this" one of them spoke quietly out of disbelief,leaning forward in his lawn chair for a closer look.
"This is truly amazing"another chimed in "I
have never seen anything like this. When did this all start did you say?"
She replayed the day over and over in her mind.She saw the black limosines coming down her drive preceeded by motorcycle police and security. What are the neighbors going to think she wondered,everyone would be calling soon.They piled out of the car as someone in a black van began unloading lawn chairs and umbrellas. They had sat for several hours in amazement as the aerial acrobatics continued
to unfold. What would she do now? She knew she could be in serious trouble but there was no where to hide. She had seen him, but did he see her looking out of the corner of her eyes? It had been so hot that he had loosened his tie while drinking from a cooler of bottled water they had brought.The aluminum sun had been so blinding it was difficult even with dark glasses to see anything clearly and the straining to see was exhausting. He had slumped back in his chair briefly to sip from the bottle and thats when it happened. God why did it have to happen, did he know? How would she live with the unknowing, the fear of what could happen if he had in fact seen her looking?
She sat up straight in the office chair and began to sketch on a pad of white artists paper. She drew a sketch of them seated in the semi circle beneath their umbrellas just as they had been seated. The only difference to her picture compared to what had happened that day was the scales on the arm of the congressman as he leaned back for his drink and his shirt sleeve rose briefly up his forearm...
Hi y'all...Guess the activity of the last two days was spirit telling me not to abandon ship. 
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amber
UK ENVOY
uk
445 posts, May 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 05:22 PM
Well done David and Rtw, thanks Delphi and David
It's great seeing different people's approaches to the creative side of CTs
There seems to be an Et/reptilian theme developing  And I agree Delphi, this is a group of intelligent, multi- talented, creative, resourseful and funny people
Come on TopGun...where's your contribution?
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RidesTheWind
visionary
The Void
1359 posts, Feb 2001
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posted 06-11-2001 08:46 PM
Thanks Delphi for starting this thread.If we concentrate on positive,creative output,just maybe we'll find the millionth monkey to push us over the top. We gotta keep dreaming the dream of unity and love for all in life!
Between this page and Mark's High Hopes we can keep the good juices flowing and when you're feeling good nothing gets in your way.
I truly believe the spirit that gushes through all the keyboards of the world right now, is very strong and growing more so everyday. TPTS made one major flaw when planning their take over of the world.They actually thought they could conquer the life force that flows between our spirits and encircles the universe..Eh...Eh...How arrogant and ignorant of them.To do so would mean to control God and that is one thing TPTS can never do! Everybody keep this good stuff going
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David
Chemtrail Information Agent
1280 posts, Oct 2000
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posted 06-11-2001 09:03 PM
Done
[Edited 2 times, lastly by David on 06-15-2001]
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Delphi
Mystic Warrior
S. Bossier, Louisiana
1583 posts, Mar 2001
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posted 06-12-2001 12:08 AM
Wow!! ALL of you guys are fabulous!!! This is great!!! I know I keep "coming and going" as far as the forum situations go, and I don't mean to confuse anyone....I think a number of experiences cause this...frustration at times, anger, hoplessness, just plain needing a little rest from it,....and who knows, maybe Solar flares, Mars being close now with the moon in the 7th House, maybe what's in the chems, full moon, all combined....but anyway, I went on a little "Vision Quest" of my own on and off for the past few weeks and had to work out some issues with myself and finally got a "message", some-how from somewhere during my "Quest" to try and go the course and anyway, we all have times we have to "step back" for awhile and re-focus and rest...my main point is that the "message" had a lot of Ridesthewinds comments in it...to stick with it but in the most positive and/or contructive way possible and unite the "real" concerned chem folks through our thoughts, and feelings and ideas, yet in a way that does not "drain" us but motivates us or inspires us with positive "energies" and vibes directed toward the situation. Everyone has had GREAT things to say so far and I hope it continues!!! If we get enough stories and poems and such, maybe we could put them together in an informative yet creative News-letter and reach folks that way...they can be "entertained" while being made aware and hopefully get concerned enough to join efforts about the Chem. situation in a positive way. I hope the great "works" keep on coming.!!Blessings, Joanne P.S. I may not post everyday, as my "quest" taught me this but will still post plenty enuf...especially when "Spirit" moves me and I feel like I have a proper contribution. Peace, Love, and light, J. Everyone here has excellent writing skills, that is obvious from reading the postings, so folks, go to it...it will be "good" for all of us too, I believe!
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TopGun0069
Senior Member
244 posts, Jan 2001
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posted 06-12-2001 12:48 AM
Sorry y'all for not contributing to the posts here....I'm not a very creative writer. Give me some time, though, and I may be able to pull a rabbit out of my hat. I'm also not a very good poet, and that's why you don't see me countering Mark Sky's strange but brilliant material with a limerick of my own! Well, anyway, I laughed pretty hard when I read your post today, David. I certainly wasn't expecting the ending to turn out like it did. Maverick
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Chem11
megasprayer news
The Homeland
1366 posts, Apr 2001
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posted 06-12-2001 01:04 AM
Damn. I would have missed this thread if Mav hadn't started blabbing about some story Chem11 had wrote about flying saucers...I wish I did write it. That was the goods David! Careful, Top Gun... someone might accuse you of being a dis-information artist! 
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amber
UK ENVOY
uk
445 posts, May 2001
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posted 06-12-2001 04:44 AM
The Meeting -Part two.Amber paced up and down the room with some difficulty, as a large, selected band of her trusted friends filled the small space. The gentle hum of individual, hushed conversations filled her ears, as her thoughts raced and filled her head.
Amber had read with incredulity the contents of the dossier 'gifted' to her by the poor stranger. His death, she noted, had not appeared in any local paper or media broadcast. This knowledge coupled with the contents of the parcel brought home to her the reality of the danger she was in. Somehow, though, she knew that it was meant to be. Amber had long prayed for a solution to the sky bombardments that had taken away so many friends and family members. Perhaps, she mused, her role was to be an active part of the solution. Was she willing to take the risk?
"This must be fake!" shouted Martin, dragging her back to reality. "I mean, its got to be, hasn't it? The government wouldn't do this to us would they?"
Amber sighed.
"A man died in an obvious act of calulated murder after passing this information to me. How many more, associated with it, had perished too? And still you reject it...what will it take Martin for you to accept the reality of what is happening?"
Martin put his head in his hands, as he tried to structure his thoughts. Finally he lifted his head, his face red with passion, and looked directly at Amber,
"THEY WOULDN'T DO THIS!" he bellowed, the veins in his neck throbbed with the force of his attack.
Amber understood his fear of accepting that 'they' would do that and more. She herself had swung from belief to disbelief over the last years. Her investigations of the chemtrails had unearthed information so incredible and so evil that sometimes she felt it easier to dismiss the evidence:that made her feel better...for a while. Soon, however, she realised that hiding from the truth was useless. The hiding simply caused more fear, and somehow she had found the strength to face that fear. Even if she couldn't change things, she could change how she reacted to it.
"Martin" Amber began, her voice soft,
"The President of America, JFK, was assainated in broad daylight. Within an hour or so his 'killer' was found. Another man killed the assasin before he could go to trial. This man in turn died in jail before he could go to trial. Three hundred or so people associated with that day, its events and its characters, died under mysterious circumstances, within a year or so.
Someone killed the most powerful man on the Earth and got away with it. Not only that, they covered their tracks so badly, it was as though they knew they were untouchable."
Amber paused, allowing Martin time to respond.
"But that was the 60's", he countered, "We are all more astute now, they couldn't get away with that sort of thing again"
Amber continued,
" Yesterday, the most powerful country in the world executed a man for the bombing of a building which killed many men,women and children. He too was found within an hour and a half of the event. He too was a 'lone nut'. In its aftermath, here too, people associated with that day began to die under mysterious circumstances.
The bombing couldn't have happened the way they said it did. Experts have stated that the blast damage was inconsistent with the bomb used by the 'patsy'. Governemnt workers were told not to go to work that day. Even the FBI admitted to withholding thousands of documents. And STILL they executed the man.The world KNEW he was a patsy, the world knew it was a cover-up.Then there's WACO, TWA, Ruby Ridge...It keeps happening, Martin, they don't even seem to care whether we realise what they're doing...it as if they know we won't EVER do anything to stop them!...Martin?"
Martin again had his head in his hands,
"Shit!" he said, "They would do it...wouldn't they? Shit!"
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3T3L1
Differentiated Mouse Fibroblasts
Lubbock, Texas
1347 posts, Mar 2001
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posted 06-12-2001 10:06 AM
Keep going, everybody! This is great reading!
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Lulu
ice behaving badly
right here
2553 posts, Dec 2000
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posted 06-12-2001 10:17 AM
I'm really enjoying the imagination in this thread! Thanks all of you for your stories.Delphi, you always have something proper to say. Know what you mean about taking a break to clear one's head and put things in perspective. David, can't wait for Part 2!
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Delphi
Mystic Warrior
S. Bossier, Louisiana
1583 posts, Mar 2001
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posted 06-12-2001 06:25 PM
Jen watched the beautiful sunset and took in a long, deep breath of the cool, clean air. It was hard to believe that not so long ago, the atmosphere was filled with "junk", (filth, pathogens, and chemicals), all spewing from mysterious planes that seemed to "materialize" from the nightmare of some sick entity, an entity that knew that thoughts are things...and what a person thinks and believes can take on true form and substance. Things were so different now...people were happy and healthy and thankful. Yes, thankful....thankful to a group of ancients, people that mysteriously disappeared ages ago...or so it was thought. +++ The Anasazi tribe had seemingly disappeared off the face of the earth, leaving behind their unique village built high in the cliffs and built in such a way as if in anticipation of perhaps "unwelcome" visitors. Their hand made bowls and utensils complete with dry, decaying food had been found and many believed that this race of people had come upon some horrible fate that had caused them to flee. Some believed they had entered another dimension...others thought they may have been "taken" by the "Sky-People" into their golden "Sky Sheilds" and were living on another planet, a strange new world. Tribes made Kachina dolls that supposed to represent these visitors from the sky. The Sioux spoke to the Great Spirit, the Creator, Wakan Tanka and all Native Americans seemed to be in agreement that there was a "Spirit", an energy, a "life-force" in all things. No one could have ever imagined that these ancient beliefs would someday save the world, our world, the world of the Creator!++++++The Anasazi WERE NOT GONE, they simply found another way of existing away from the evil, and greed, and hatred of his fellow man. They had been observing us for a very long time...but now, that time was over! They too saw the "sky-paintings", the filth being spewn into the air...they saw the little ones suffer, coughing and wheezing, they saw the "old-ones" sicken and die before their time. Enough! They decided to intervene in our behalf, using the "Old Ways", the way of the Creator, the way that even their "own kind" had long since abandoned. Could they do it? They BELIEVED it, they knew it! They gathered all the Elders and all of the others that still knew the "Old Ways" and they came together with one purpose in mind. They knew there was strength in their numbers and their beliefs and so they met and took out the Crystal Skulls and they prayed to the creator. Many Elders from many tribes were in attendance...The Native Americans were "physicists" long before we thought of it. Thoughts were things and they knew if they gathered and sent their positive thoughts and energies to the sky, the Creator, the universe, they could bring about salvation...they could make the sinister, evil "chemtrails" with their evil contents literally disappear forever...but it would take "faith", and love, and positve thoughts and prayers! In their "gathering", their "coming together", their efforts worked! Jen could sit here now and appreciate the sky, the air, the world because of an ancient peoples who were smart enought to know what we did not know....The ancients HAD caused the trails of destruction to melt away, to no longer exist, all in a positive way! The evil doers were not destroyed....they lived on in awe of all that happened and actually "changed" and became an intrical part of humankind, for the "old ones" taught us the true meaning of faith and respect and love!! By Joanne
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KnewEyes
watcher
under those cloud-like things
665 posts, Apr 2001
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posted 06-13-2001 09:54 AM
"Timothy McVeigh will be executed Monday morning at 8am." the man on the radio was saying.
"Gee, I wish they would hold off on that a bit , till they look at all the witheld evidence, that just popped up" Caroline uttered softly to herself,, refering to the 4000-some pages of witness testimony
that suddenly appeared, a week before this scheduled event.
Suddenenly her partner John, sitting next to her, driving ,suddenly pulled over and stopped, Flew into a maniacal rage, flailing his arms , punching the insides of his brand new Lincoln Continental, breaking the console inbetween the front seats.Caroline looked on in shock, as John went through these motions, while yelling "YOU,.. YOU are the ONLY ONE who KNOWS.... YOU KNOW BETTER THAN ANYBOBY!!!" "YOU are totally OUT of YOUR MIND!!!!!!" "I CAN'T TAKE THIS ANYMORE, YOU THINK EVERYTHING IS A CONSPIRACY!!!!!" "GET OUT OF MY CAR NOW!!!"
Caroline sat calmly as this lunatic, violently raged next to her. "No Way" she said.
"I am not getting out of this car, a town and a half away from my own car.... drive me to MY car".
They drove in complete silence back to his house where her car was parked. As Caroline exited the vehicle, she spoke" I don't know where youv'e been lately John,, but it isn't just me, it is common knowledge now,,, EVERYBODY knows about it,,, why don't YOU?"
He screamed "I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!! YOU ARE CRAZY!!!!" as Caroline exited she spat back " You are hopeless,, someday this will all come back to you and bite you in the ass!"
John sped off, and Caroline went into his house to gather up her belongings. This time,, she gathered them ALL up. She would not be returning. "How DARE he treat me that way" she thought.
Now it has gotten to the point where I she couldnt even express a thought, without John berating her for it.Last week he had called her "The stupidest person in the WHOLE WORLD" because she sighed,, as she watched the planes painting ,blasting the sky with their blatent billows of who-knows -what. "YOU HAVE TO BE TOTALLY INSANE TO THINK THE GOVERNMENT WOULD BE SPRAYING PEOPLE" "WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO STOP THIS INSANITY!"sputtered John with a cruel, angry look on his face. Caroline held her ground, and said nothing,,, she knew John was afraid of the truth, had selective hearing ,,and now,,, selective sight. He would NEVER accept the fact, that for 2 years now,,, maybe 3 , many people,,, thousands, Caroline included, had been witnessing the sprayer planes crisscross the skies, blanking out the blue , practically everyday. Chemtrails,day in day out. The sky always ended up a big dripping white mess, but no,,, nobody noticed anything strange when Caroline tried to bring it to the attention, of John and his friends.The only news they were interested in, is how the stock market is doing, and Caroline was feeling mighty resentful that all her research she had been doing on the subject,was pooh-poohed by these seemingly intelligent people.
As Caroline gathered up the last of her belongings and headed out to her car to leave,,, this time for good, the saddness overwhelmed her. Sadness for the human race , who were developing all kinds of illnesses lately, mainly respiratory , but can't figure out why,because they refuse to look up, and see the awful truth. Sad because this man she loved and was with for 2 years now, was trying to MAKE her have a different belief system,squelching her very being. How could she stay with him now,, after this violent episode? Tears fell from her eyes as she realized these Chemtrails can destroy more than meets the eye. They now have destroyed the love in her life....
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amber
UK ENVOY
uk
445 posts, May 2001
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posted 06-13-2001 11:02 AM
I hope Knew eyes that wasn't based on a real break-up? I had to stifle a tear at the end, well done Thank God for like minded people and the net
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amber
UK ENVOY
uk
445 posts, May 2001
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posted 06-13-2001 11:32 AM
The Message - part three.The meeting with Amber's friends had gone as well as could be expected, under the circumstances. She had studied their facial expressions as they struggled to cope, not only with the new and difficult information, but with the enormity of its ramifications. Their faces said it all; their body language reflected the heavy burden she had just given them. They left her home changed men and women...they left in silence.
The following morning, she rang Wendy to see how she was coping; she had seemed to take it the hardest.
"I'm fine" she lied,
"It hasn't really sunk in yet..I just feel...down" she replied, flatly.
" Listen, Wend, call me anytime, I know how you must be feeling...the trick is not to keep it to yourself...we're all in this together..you..." Amber suddenly stopped talking.
"Did you hear that?" Amber whispered,
"Hear what?" Wendy enquired.
"Listen....can you hear that clicking? I can hear our conversation...its like its being played back...what the hell!!!!"
Amber almost threw the phone down in horror. How could she have been so stupid? Ever since the dossier had arrived in her life strange things had began to happen: She dismissed them at first, of course, putting it down to an overactive imagination. Now she was sure - the phone had started to play up; calls would cut off in the middle of a conversation; strange clicking noises peppered her calls; sometimes she could hear her voice echoing down the line as though she were in a great cavern; Some nights it rang and there was noone on the other end. Now she had heard her conversation with Wendy played back to her...They were onto her...'Oh God!' she whispered.
[Edited 1 times, lastly by amber on 06-13-2001]
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Delphi
Mystic Warrior
S. Bossier, Louisiana
1583 posts, Mar 2001
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posted 06-13-2001 10:43 PM
Jens' grandaughter grew up to be a lovely young woman. She possessed intelligence and wisdom beyond her years...She was one of the "New" ones, her name was Lorrie..everyone called her Lo.+++++Lo loved to reminisce about the times when Grandmum Jen would tell her stories,...stories of the chemtrails and how the "old ones" saved everyone with their ancient beliefs, their strength and wisdom and love all used in a "positive way" to save the world.+++It was later learned that though the chemtrails had been stopped, their had been a side-effect from all the chemical "soup" that had fallen to earth and even settled in the water supplies, the dirt, everywhere!++++ The Powers That Be had hoped that the chemical "mix" would not only eliminate the "useless eaters", but suppress the DNA of the "new breed" of children that had been coming into the world...these children were called "Indigo Children" because they were special. They all possessed paranormal powers and these little ones were feared by TPTB for they felt their control over the "sheeple" would be threatened or lost entirely if these children were allowed to exist! So they made their "chemical soup" contain ingredients that would surpress DNA and manipulate it to their advantage....but something went wrong!! Maybe the "old ones" had stopped the process to soon, maybe the scientists had made errors, no one knew what changed the result for sure. These children were born and thrived. They all possessed amazing "psychic" abilities, the could "move objects" at will, they could even levitate!! Lo was one of these but all grown up now. Lo and all of her "kind" changed the world. The powers That Be could no longer dominate and rule. The Indigos always knew what everyone was thinking and they had the "powers" to stop any wrong doing. It had turned into a beautiful world, a world of peace, and love, and kindness. Now it was time for some of the Indigo people to go out into the universe and bring about change.++++Lo and the others had only to "think" their starships into the far reaches of space. Lo's ship was entering the Event Horizon, the edge of the Black Hole. Soon she would be on the other side....a white hole...exiting into another universe. She made it!!! The star system ahead was thrilling to see...as she neared closer to the outermost planet, she knew there was much work to be done.....The planet looked much like earth with one exception...there were huge, filthy billowing chemtrails!!! Blessings, By: Joanne
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