Gene asked me to post about what happened to him last week. I was glad he asked because Carol and I had a similar experience in 2004 and five or six of us around the US had a slightly less similar experience in December, 2002. I feel okay about repeating old stories because most of those were destroyed in a series of large-scale hacker assaults against this forum and sometimes its servers over the past several years [Image Can Not Be Found]
If not for my collection of journal reports, which is a link on EW called ‘The Adventures of Don and Carol Croft’ you might have the impression that all of this global effort only started after the most recent destruction, which occured a year ago, last Christmas, when EW was being hosted in Santiago, Chile. We had moved it to Santiago after it was destroyed in Montreal, six months earlier, and there were two previous destructions in Montreal. One time, the terrorists (Carol and the other psychics had the impression MI6 were culpable, that time) severed the server’s fiberoptic cable. Thank you to all the hardworking, conscientious fellow warriors who painstakingly restored some of the postings, each time.
We are actual warriors, not stupid, affected newagers and ‘shamans’ pretending to be warriors. Some of us have been murdered for doing this, sorry to say. I don’t pull my punches reporting stuff lke this because anyone who gets into gifting and intends to have a public profile puts himself/herself into the terrorist agencies’ crosshairs. For earning certitude, though, this life choice really can’t be beat [Image Can Not Be Found] and you make real friends doing this. You might have heard that, ‘Friends help you move; real friends help you move bodies.’ Stevo, who coined the term, ‘Mossadomites,’ told us that one.
On Easter Sunday, hackers tried, again, to destroy EW but Captain Azti, our new forum host outside the malignant tumor, er, I mean Washington, DC, had put some safeguards in place last summer, not least of which was to ensure that if the corporate, baby-slaughtering Moloch worshippers at Langley and Ft Meade tried to destroy another server to take down ethericwarriors.com they were going to also destroy some of their own front corporations’ websites in the process. The Captain is a very smart and resourceful man and we deeply appreciate him! [Image Can Not Be Found]
Alejandro, our site administrator, is also in the trenches with us. He and his associates have nearly gotten rid of all the smog in Santiago, Chile, by the way, and are poised to disable all the weather weaponry in Argentina as soon as all their bureaucratic ducks are properly lined up. I think Chile’s deserts are going to bre greened, right afer that, the same way the Kalahari has been after Georg and crew got done with it in early 2004.
Gene was nearly suffocated a few days ago after his house was being kept full of a nearly odorless gas. His best guess is that it was nitrous oxide, which kills the brain slowly while producing euphoria. His brother, a former fireman, had come to visit and noticed Gene’s condition. He got him out of there, fast. It looked to his brother a little like carbon monoxide poisoning but Gene has a carbon monoxide sensor in his house and that didn’t go off. Gene’s extremities had started to get numb and brecause it happened very slowly, during a time when he was under attack from several different directions it’s lucky that his brother showed up and had some experience to draw on to know that Gene was in physical danger.
Gene is one of the psychics in the chat efforts. He’s always had the skill, evidently, but never chose to acknowledge it, let alone develop it, until a few months ago. He’s the fellow I posted about in November (?) who noticed a persistent, bright, blue hole overhead in the DOR-gray chronic overcast and immediately understood that he was supposed to get busy with orgonite. I invited him to explore his psi potential after he started posting, here.
The similar experience we had was in the winter of 2004, when we were renting a new house in Moscow, Idaho. Carol, her 16-year-old daughter Jenny, and I were returning home at the end of the day and when we opened the front door we smelled gas. We assumed there was a leak in the house’s gas line but before we called a technician to test the line we opened all the doors and windows while holding our breath. The techhie found no leak and if memory serves it didnt’ smell like natural gas but it did smell flammable–perhaps acetylene. I think the feds assumed Jenny would walk in the house, first (as always) and light a cigarette (as always, though she stopped smoking not long ago, after she got pregnant).
A year later, Carol and I were severel poisoned with beryllium but that doesn’t really relate to this, of course.
The other similar event was in December, 2002, when five or six of us (prolific gifters) around the country, including DB in LA, a fellow in Texas, Stanman in South Cartolina, another guy and me were gassed along with the people in our houses, to ensure that we’d all stay asleep, then we were injected with something poisonous, perhaps radioactive, in our left forearms and marked on the chest with what looked like several upside-down sevens. The scratches were inflamed when we woke up, so I assume the same needles that shot the horrible stuff in our arms were used to mark our chests. I had fingernail scratches on my left wrist when I woke up. Carol said that she sensed that I had struggled.
In those days the felonious feds (you know, the real terrorists) would show up in our locked house almost every night and make noise downstairs just to let us know they were there. I considered laying out flypaper in the hall where they materialized but I was too lazy to do it. Al Bielek describes tech that the CIA has been using for this since the 1970s, perhaps interfacing with some of their low brow time travel mischief. He says they mainly use it to take children. Are ou courageous enough to look at how horrible and incorrigible the US Government has become? The CIA and NSA are the noxious flower in the federal lapel. Hawthorn and perhaps Gene seem to have a natural talent and/or perhaps experience with similar but higher-brow time manipulation/healing techniques. I love the way The Operators invite people with specific talents to join this effort in such a timely (sic) way. Some of us have the feeling that they’re leaning so hard on Gene, right now, precisely because of what he has to offer this network. The fact that he’s still breathing probably indicates that their recent effort to erase him backfired–par for the course as this federal horror that pretends to govern slowly implodes. Our biweekly chat efforts are mainly spent trying to limit the collateral damage as this house of corporate devil cards continues to collapse [Image Can Not Be Found] but we like to spend some of that time helping wounded fellow warriors get back into the battle.
All five of us around the US who were molested that night used zappers, so none of us got seriously ill. I saw DB a few weeks later and we compared notes and scars. He still had the marks on his chest, so I guessed that his marks were a lot deeper. The Ft Meade terrorists hate him worse than me, after all. I still have a nifty battlescar where they stuck that stuff into my forearm. It took months to heal and it was green, just like where the rattlesnake bit me on the leg in Devil’s Punchbowl, August 2004. We started EW the next day with considerable tech help from Steeve Debellefuille in Montreal. We old guys remember long-ago stuff pretty accurately but I already forgot what I had for supper a couple of nights ago.
Gene is one of the most talented psychics I’ve encountered and his engineering background seems to work well for him in that vein. He’s got some incredibly good ideas for marketable, cutting-edge inventions using orgonite, too, so I’m encouraging him to just start making stuff to sell. Tesla worked that way so why not this genius, too? [Image Can Not Be Found]
~Don
