I’m glad Dave is okay, Gare, and thanks for more data.
The good thing about overt surveillance is that when it happens to us, we can be assured that our gifting mission is particularly hurting the corporate world order. These turds evidently have a lot vested in enabling the more benighted people in the Faroes to keep gratuitously slaughtering dolphins and whales. You can bet they don’t keep a lot of sewer rat agency personnel in those islands–why would they? Ithink that the interference with David at the REgina airport was just part of a larger effort to prevent orgonite from getting into those waters. Lots of us have carried heavy loads of orgonite in checked luggage. LOTS of us and I’ve never heard of this level of interference. The only reason the airport gestapo are in place is to personally molest and terrorize passengers, of course. The entire media/political terrorism campaign is a complete fiction; a party-line conspiracy theory.
There’s so much gifting going on, by now, that I don’t think the various sewer rat agencies in the world have the human (sic) resources to surveille it all. No doubt they have bigger fish to fry in some places, like America, Britain, Canada, Oz and NZ, where I think a lot of mainstream people (you know, the ones who are not paranoid [Image Can Not Be Found] ) have publicly expressed displeasure with the NationalSocialist regimes in recent years.
I remember when Carol and I couldn’t go to the market without being surrounded by aggressive sewer rats of various agencies, also a horde of Monarch drones, many of whom were obviously not humans.
On most of our gifting sorties, now, there’s no evident surveillance. Remember that when you’re carrying a Succor Punch they have to actually get close enough to physically see us because their electronic devices in your car, brain, shoes, clothing, cellphone, muscles, etc., are not working for them. This gives us a tremendous advantage, since we can also see them. The folks who won’t look beyond a few feet to see the surveillance vehicles or pavement artists ae at a slight disadvantage, especially if they’re inclined to bury all their orgonite because when these felons see where we put it, the orgonite can be retrieved and we’ve just wasted a whole lot of time and a bit of money.
So, one of the keys to successful gifting, at least of the death towers and weather weaponry (first priority, in our view) is to be watchful; pay attention to the people and strange vehicles you’re seeing, as David did in the case of that anomalous van. This is not paranoia but even a paranoid gifter is probably going to do more damage to the corporate, parasitic world order than one who won’t acknowledge the reality of surveillance. The folks I’ve known, at least in the early years, who were too cock-sure to notice who was following them wasted a whole lot of orgonite.
Braikar’s paranoia comment is a convenient opportunity for me to reiterate the basics about surveillance for the newcomers. I don’t have a clue how it became fashionable in some circles to bury orgonite, by the way, but in fact, tossing it in bushes especially on private property, into the brush along the highway, into pastures and in water whenever possible while moving is the best way to ensure that the pavement artists won’t see where we’ve put it. I think the most fun Carol and I ever had gifting was with DB in the Hollywood Hills in our convertible in late 02. The surfeillance was so thick, that day, that we could taste it. When we were getting gas, a NSA freak in an expensive suit, driving a new Jaguar, was parked right behind us at the gas station. He had an angry countenance and wasn’t even pretending not to watch us. I was in the backseat and turned around and pointed at the guy, which made Carol and DB nervous–they told me the guy almost pulled out his pistol and shot me [Image Can Not Be Found]
That was a fun day. I even used my spudgun to get some orgonite into the Hollywood Reservoir, which was surrounded by a tall fence and was beyond throwing distance. Later, we ate lunch at an outdoor cafe in Glendale and a fedmobile/van parked at curbside ten feet from our table and beamed us. We were all wearing Harmonic Protectors so weren’t harmed but DB and Carol felt nauseous and couldn’t finish their food, so I got extra french fries. I didn’t feel anything, which is one of the several reasons I’m glad not to be psychic or particularly energy sensitive. It was hard to find a seat inside because the place filled up with feds and their local cop stooges, of course. Box surveillance is a bitch, sometimes. You can be glad that most gifters are not being bothered, this way, any more.
Back then, I think the sewer rats still believed they had at least a devilish prayer about stopping this unorganized revolution [Image Can Not Be Found] I don’t know of anyone but me who has been accosted by Men in Black (outside Baltimore, Maryland, after I gifted the entire satanic pentacle in Washington, DC) and made fun of them publicly.
MIB interference is the icing on the cake. My first, but very brief, impression was that they were angry morticians in cheap suits.
Tossing in water from a moving boat is golden, of course. I doubt the corporate sewer rats can find any of that [Image Can Not Be Found]
Strange to tell, the most intense surveillance that Carol and I ever experienced, otherwise, was in the spring of 05, when we were tossing orgonite from the big, cstamaran passenger ferry that runs from Ft Meyers to Key West in the Gulf of Mexico. Our aim was to lay some orgonite through the artificially generated, spiral-shaped constant storm that ‘lived’ halfway along the route. We had more than 20 various feds and Monarch drones breathing down our necks, trying to see us toss the towerbusters [Image Can Not Be Found] so we made a game of not allowing them to see. It was a hell of a rough ride, though, due to the strange storm.
We also saw a primarye weather weapon, standing in the water about fifty miles offshore, so Jeff and I took the boat out there a couple of months later and flipped the thing, though the constant storm had disappeared after Carol and I did the deed from the ferry. Same later happened to a constant spiral storm in the Bahamas after we gifted through it, zigzag fashion with our boat on Little Bahama Bank. That was the day the Coast Guard abducted us in international waters, later.
We were under box surveillance by at least the FBI and NSA/CIA during our year in Florida but they lost us the day we went to the Bahamas in our boat until the end of that long day, right after we gassed up in the Bahamas for the return across the channel and checked in with Customs, there. Our cellphones were on and were not shielded, by the way, which taught us that a Succor Punch evidently blocks the cellphones’ surveillance equipment.
I’m looking forward to getting more feedback from anyone who visits the Faroes, or even lives there and is reading this. We value followup a lot because it shows us what our efforts are achieving.
Mark, the UK psychic in the chats, sent us info about some beached dolphins that were found to be deaf, which we take as confirmation that the Navies are using sonar weaponry to harm/kill them. Braikar has toosed a truckload of orgonite into the English Channel over the past few years and CArol saw most of it travelling up toward Scandinavia, as I mentioned earlier in this thread. I’m hoping that David’s and Gare’s dolphin balls will also be tracked. Some believe that there are as many death transmitters on the seabed as on land and nobody knows better than the dolphins and whales how to take care of those, so I’m hoping more and more folks will start tossing orgonite in the sea for them.
Carol and I have never worn tinfoil hats, by the way, and we don’t hang out at the gate of Area 51 and ogle the sky through binoculars [Image Can Not Be Found]
~Don
