I wanted to post this for a public record. I will add to this various other helicopter harassment incidents as I get time to post them. This particular one took place in 2010.
I decided to take a bag of TB’s to gift areas where I knew people died… Car accidents, murders, and other assorted places. Also I tend to gift banks, for some reason the energy of banks is very repulsive to me, so I tend to put a TB at each bank I run across.
I headed towards Woodward Avenue in Royal Oak Michigan, and placed my first TB at a location where a lady was murdered by a vehicle that left the scene. This spot was easy to find because her bike was painted white and chained to a sign post. https://www.m-bike.org/blog/2008/11/13/r … cle-found/ Coincidentally, there is a bank at the exact spot where she was killed, so I was killing crappy energy spots with one TB! So I parked next to the bank, got out, and buried a TB under some bushes right near the accident site.
I got back into my car, and decided to sit there for a bit, and see if I could feel the energy shift, I think I had a coffee I was enjoying at the time, and I wasn’t in any particular hurry… Just as I was about to leave (30-40min?), I heard a helicopter coming from a distance, but figured it was a random one. So I put my car into drive, and headed along a side street away from the bank. Little did I know the helicopter was directly over my car, as low as 40-50 feet above it, following me close. The rumble was pretty loud so I pulled up next to Shrine School and stopped my car. The helicopter went past me, turned around, came towards my car and stopped about 50 yards in front of my car and dropped down to about 20 feet off the ground and hovered directly in front of my vehicle. Here is a map of where this took place;
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I got out of my vehicle and stood next to it looking at the guys. Two white guys with Raybans on were glaring back at me. The psychic impression I got was … Umm… They weren’t human, very odd feeling, almost a ‘gross’ energy to them. So I flipped them the bird and got back in my car, and they made a close ‘flyby’ of my vehicle… I proceeded around a few side streets, and still heard the helicopter. Then I realized I was near my bank, which has a sort of underground drive through, under an overpass thing where I could drive in and park my vehicle, so I headed there and pulled into the drive through at the ATM and sat for a bit… It seemed clear so I drove out of it, and within about a minute I heard the rumble of the helicopter overhead. By this point I was getting pretty annoyed, so I stopped the car, got out, turned around, and pulled down my pants to moon them… Real mature I know, but I wanted to show these clowns my true feelings for them… Again they buzzed over me pretty low, then flew off… That was the last I saw of them – at least that day.
