Carol and I finally trailered the Zodiac over to
Lake Pend Oreille to drop some more stuff on that
underwater/underground US Navy base and there was
another explosion of Sylph activity, overhead. They
showed up in force as soon as we started dropping
orgonite from the boat.
On the way over (the boat ramp is only 8 miles
from our house) the sky was marked with a few
chemtrail-seeded clouds (quite unusual for here,
these days) and the atmosphere was hazy due to a lot
of moisture in it and a stalled high pressure
system. Usually, by this phase of summer, the
felonious feds would have ignited countless forest
fires in our region but there haven't been any
significant ones, so far, this season.
When I went gifting with STevo in E Montana and N
Dakota, last month, Dooney gave me several lengths
of pipe, just in case we felt like doing some damage
to an underground base and I had brought along a lot
of orgonite plugs for earthpipes but we didn'tt use
them. I glued thin plywood fins on them and
secured the earthpipe plugs in the 'top' ends and we
dropped these on the base, yesterday, but teh star
of the expedition was the 18 that I'd made (at my
wife's suggestion) with ordinary, full sized
towerbusters instead of the 2-ounce little muffin
orgonite bits I'd been using for the 24" diameter
18s. I had that one in my shop the last time Kelly
visited and he really liked it.
The lake is 1300 feet deep in one area, where the
big nuke subs apparently arrive through an opening
from a deep passage that conects several lakes west
of the Rockies with the Pacific Ocean, but most of
the 15-mile long, 3-5 mile wide section where the
base and Navy sufrace facilities are located is 1200
feet deep and, yesterday, they were blocking my
sonar even more aggressively than when Stevo and I
first dropped 200 TBs from the Zodiac in November,
2006. They even tried to tweak my GPS, yesterday
though of course I didn't need to use it.
Carol dropped the earthpipes along an 8 mile stretch
from south to north and long before we reached the
turnaround point, which is the second-largest moored
Navy barge on the lake, several glorious Sylphs
showed up over the lake, just south of where we
were. When I circled the unoccupied barge (it has a
hydraulic crane and a two-storey building on it) an
osprey took off from there to the southeast,
occasionally skimming the water with its talons. We
followed for awhile.
Carol said the Sylphs wanted the 18 in the middle of
the lake, so we scooted over there. When we dropped
it, the Sylphs had gathered directly over us in s
swirling pattern and there was a very determined but
futile HAARP assault, aimed at them from the west.
Those big, multidirectional 'ripple' fields stopped
well short of where the Sylphs were and only lasted
a few minutes. I saw a little smidgin of chemspew-seeded
cloud in among the HAARP cloudwaves
but no other sign of chemtrails after teh Sylphs
showed up.
I had a hunch that 5 earthpipes weren't enough and
Carol agreed--said we need another 13 to really
finish off that underground base. I drove us out to
the part of the lake from which the photo of the
launch of a Polaris missile from a nuclear sub was
taken. The background to the east of where the
missile came up out of the water is an
easily-recognized cliff face with some high tension
powerlines running uphill from it.
Both STevo and Carol mentioned to me that the US
Navy's little coven of middle-aged, civilian sulky
sonar engineers had only located a few of the 200
TBs wiith their trick sonar trawlers, then
apparently some of their MKid divers (some of whom
were suited up and glared at Stevo and I at the boat
ramp on that chilly, late autumn day
) or a small sub had removed those. All of the
engineers were on the water in their fancy aluminum
boats that day in November, dragging sonar equipment
and giving us unpleasant looks. Fake fishermen;
I've never seen them on the water, since then, but
I've seen those boats at the Navy dock in Bayview.
We toured most of the lake-surface facilities,
yesterday. Carol hadn't seen them, yet. They still
looked abandoned, though this is ostensibly what the
Navy is 'on' and under the lake for.
There was an enormous Navy boot camp between our
house and the lake during WWII and though the Navy
always denied that there were German U-Boat crews
there (allegedly prisoners of war) an Idaho Park
Ranger (the base was razed, then the land was turned
into a state park) fell through the floor of a
demolished building, a few years ago, and found
records of the German activity. As far as I know,
the airfield where we live was the Navy's airstrip
during that managed conflict in the 1940s.
Al Bielek, who was in the crowd the day the US Navy
cut the ribbon on their token surface base in nearby
Bayview, ten years or so ago, told Carol and I when
we visited him in Atlanta in February, 2001, that
German U-Boats routinely surfaced offshore at
Montauk, New York throughout that war and the
townsfolk waved at them in a familiar way.
Phil Schneider's dad was an associate of Al's during
the Philadelphia experiment. Capt Ernst Schneidler
went from being a commander of a cargo submarine to
being the medical officer (US Navy Captain) of
Project Rainbow. The cargo subs were used to ferry
equipment, etc., to the Vryal base in Antarctica
throughout the managed conflict. They got some
of their fuel from the Rockefellers' Standard Oil
facilities in Argentina. Montauk is the eastern tip
of Long Island; an access point to New York City and
the big sub base in Connecticut. It's also the site
of a very old underground base, apparently Vryal
real estate. According to Al Bielek, MK Ultra
started there soon after the CIA was spawned in 1947
and it's a site, like Area 51, that is run by
draconians and reptilians and where a lot of alien
DOR-based tech is 'downloaded' to the world order.
I hope you've watched Phil Schneider's essential
lectures about the ever-expanding underground base
network and their activities because he sacrificed
his life in 1997 to educate us about this
stuff. You can find it with a simple search.
It's kind of cool that we can live near such a
historic horror, I think, and to take our time
dismantling it with orgonite. I flew over the south
end of the lake a couple of times at around 6,000
feet and pretty soon I'll probably do it some more
with my 'next' aircraft, pretty soon
because those beautiful mountains around the lake
are awfully enticing to me.
We've only started to explore the uses of 18s, one
of which may be to help us all connect more
intimately with the Sylphs, and my hope is to put a
big 108 in the heart of the huge Nevada depression
(the regional rivers empty into it and dry
up) from where Carol said the desert was generated
in the 1500s, right after the Spanish/masonic
'missionaries' showed up. Fingers are crossed for
us doing it in September, since we're going to
Sedona, then, to have a booth at the Raw Spirit
Festival at David Wolfe's suggestion.
From where we live, we can see the mountains that
surround the lake and the sky over it. Before we
got home, all of the Sylphs had gone so that was a
nice, final confirmation of the afternoon's success.
~Don