Gifting Yellowsone Lake, August 2007

Dooney, STevo, Carol and I went there and dropped a couple hundred TBs and a mini-CB in the lake because it was the center of new seismic activity that threatened, again, to turn the planet into hell by darkening the sky with a massive eruption. This big lake, a huge volcanic crater, is a smaller caldera than the one, right next to it, which Carol and I had successfully soothed with a couple dozen earthpipes, three years ago. The previous seismic threat ended, then, and it was a lot more severe, causing a lot of anxiety among the local population.
We camped for a couple of nights, before and after the gifting run, in the Yellowstone River valley some distance north of the Park entrance and on the first night, STevo and I shared victory cigars:
Is that confidence, or what?
We dropped the ‘Go-fast Raft’ in the water at an upwind boat ramp, hoping to beat the elements a bit with a little timing
As we left the river and entered the big lake a buffalo kept tabs on us
There were storm clouds over the lake when we got there but the combination of the boat’s little cloudbuster and the orgonite we were tossing in the lake erased it pretty fast. The rangers at the dock warned us that the lake experiences storms every afternoon and boaters can get in a lot of trouble, then. These are nasty thunderstorms with a whole lot of wind and lightning. We sort of expected the HAARPies to jack up nature’s inclination to make storms on summer afternoons over that huge lake and here’s what the HAARPies did to try to negate our wonderful orgone assault:
Their stinky, world-odor efforts to prevent us from fixing the volcanic threat were so underwhelming that Lemurian ships showed up to help and observe.
Dooney took pics from the bow, where she rode with Jack and Charley, the dog people. They’re not big fans of boating but they’re great sports.
From her position, looking astern, Dooney briefly saw a huge, shiny spaceship around the time she took that photo but it appeared and disappeared so fast that she didn’t have time to take a photo. That happened to me, once, on a mountain top during a solo gifting exposition. It was hard to imagine something as huge as that flying. If you keep your eyes open when gifting you might have the same opportunity. These are apparently little gifts from The Operators; personal confirmations that are quite encouraging.
This is what she mostly saw, though:
The HAARPies tried a couple of times to generate storms in our path but the more orgonite we tossed into the lake, the faster those serrated, multi-directional stratus formations disappeared. Lake gifting is the most potent way to disappear chemtrail remnants, by the way, if you’re one of those folks who find the harmless remnants disturbing. Also, lake gifting seems to keep increasing the orgone content of the atmosphere for quite a distance all around. AFter a year, we’re finding in this region that the atmosphere continues to improve and the improved area is still expanding. We haven’t seen any whiteouts in several months, even though we’re very close to a major city.

I spent a lot of time looking at the sky and clouds while we toured around the lake. I was looking at one particular cloud and all of a sudden I realized I was seeing square edges and right angles that don’t belong in any cloud. It looked like one parallelogram-shaped fin of what must have been a giant ship. My jaw dropped and I turned to look at Don and Carol and point out what I was seeing and by the time I turned back I saw the cloud puff up and cover the fin. The fin literally dissolved into the cloud. It was the weirdest thing I’ve ever seen in the sky. Carol and I figured it was some friendlies watching us gift. It didn’t feel like bad guys at all. And, it was my first real up close sighting of a ship.

Later, a huge dark cloud formed over the lake, probably one of those HAARP storms. As soon as they dropped the CB in the lake it disappeared. The lake was a bit rough, but overall it was a gorgeous day. As Don mentioned, we didn’t get much interference, except for a local sherriff who followed us around for a while as we had breakfast and got some gas. He was so obvious, we boosted him and he lost us as we went into the park. (“These aren’t the droids you’re looking for. Move along”. Ha ha!)

That night as we left the little restaurant where we had dinner, Carol and I were walking across the street together and a car drove by. As the car passed us, the driver said “Carol”, kind of a smirky greeting that was supposed to intimidate us, I guess. Carol said that happens to her all the time. We had a good laugh.


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