[Here’s Eddie’s #1 ‘Hey, I’m a Just a Tourist!’ post from the archives, posted in March, 2005:]
I flashed my stupid hey-I’m-just-a-tourist smile at the soldiers who swarmed our car at a roadblock on the way to Phuket.
“We’d like to look in the back”, one of them said.
“There’s nothing back there”, my friend said, and they let us go.
Otherwise it would have been difficult to explain the resin-filled copper pipes, the smelly volatile liquids, and the strange, heavy grenade-looking objects that we were carrying south while 2 ex-US-presidents were about to be hosted by the leader of Thailand, Toxin (my spelling), on the island resort of Phuket, whose western coastline was recently destroyed by the tsunami.
The security was starting to get too tight the further we drove south towards Phuket, so we decided to gift further north along the Andaman coast with dolphin balls and water pipes between Ranong and Phangna, also devastated by the man-made tsunami. We also tossed TB’s for the spirits of the dead, since Thais, who are unusually sensitive to such things, have been reporting hearing and seeing ghosts, some obviously foreigners, since that heartbreaking event. The South Asian area needs massive healing after a half-million souls were suddenly wrenched from this world by the consequences of a nuclear detonation at the bottom of the Sumatran Trench.
What were 2 ex-prezes doing there anyway? Did they come to gloat at their part in the biggest single-event war crime in history? Or did they come to congratulate Thailand’s billionaire globalist prime minister whose humanicide agenda is right on track, planting death towers every 3 kilometers, making it easy for the poor to get ‘health’ care for under a dollar a visit, starting an unprecedented killing spree against Muslims in the deep South, letting every farmer borrow the equivalent of $850 to spend any way they want to (and when they can’t pay it back, the banks take their land)? Does Toxin get to join the Big Boy’s club now?
We hired a small boat and dropped a dozen dolphin balls and water pipes, some of which floated and hopefully drifted or were carried to where they were needed. Others were made in de-husked coconut shells and they dropped like rocks to the bottom. After our all-day gifting, I watched the only cloud in the sky form a head, a waving arm, and then an amphibious tail in quick succession and linger there while we drove North. I saved one dolphin ball to give to a family I had met while there, whose daughter was killed in a gangland assassination attempt on her father. He did not quite believe what I was saying about orgone, but his wife seemed to understand.
I had made the devices in the North under the massive lychee tree where my CB is parked, the tree that broadcasts an incredible symphony of morning and evening birdsongs.
In the North local shamans told me that medical workers started showing up in their villages about 10 years ago, dispensing medicine and vaccines and, ever since then, the people have been getting sick. Every time I visit Thailand I hear about another local elderly person who conveniently dies in a hospital after coming in with a minor complaint. When will the Thais make the connection between hospitals and dying? How can they still trust the Rockefeller-indoctrinated medical killing machine we call hospitals?
The hill-tribe villagers were very interested in what I had to say about the Earth-healing qualities of orgone. Some even came down from the hills to see what ingredients go into HHG’s and TB’s. The Karen hill-tribes are known as the guardians of the forests and have intimate centuries-old awareness of nature conservation. When I took digital photos in a shaman’s house, orbs (elementals) appeared on the screen in varying degrees of luminescence. Then I noticed the similar orbs show up in pictures I took in a house considered haunted and in a cremation site. My Thai friend decided to make it his life’s work to investigate these unseen entities that can be seen consistently with a digital camera.
I tossed a pipe in the local reservoir in pitch-black darkness where the locals say someone deliberately drowned himself. My back was turned, but I watched my friend’s teenage niece go numb with terror. Later when we were far enough away for her feel confident about relating what happened, she told us that she watched a huge red globe of light change to green before descending and enveloping a large tree behind us.
Things are getting interesting for this tourist.
[Here’s #2, posted in April, 2005:]
The Specific Targets category is more appropiate for my previous posting at Tips and Strategies:
That article is called “Hey, I’m Just a Tourist”, and I’m now adding two pics.
This photo shows orbs (in the daytime!) above the beach and the flat plain behind it where houses with families inside them were washed away by the powerful tsunami on Dec. 26, 2004. We gifted that plain below just before this picture was taken.
This photo shows one of the coconut husk dolphin balls filled with orgonite and coiled crystals. The idea was to let the balls sink gently to the bottom while the garden hose attached would float above the ball for easy snaring by any cetaceans in the area.
Here’s an interesting update on Toxin. According to the Bangkok Post, dated March 31, 2005, he is “admitting mistakes in handling the southern violence and pledging to right the wrong.”
How does he expect to do that? Wave a wand and all those murdered Muslims come back to life? He’s stalling for time, hinting at remorse while conditioning Thais to the idea of killing Muslims. Doesn’t he know that Teflon is a dangerous toxin?
Meanwhile the former deputy PM, Chavalit, submitted a paper to parliament that states that the CIA (read Mossad) were allowed into 3 southern provinces to set up “antiterrorism centers” by the former government of Chuan Leekpai.
Gee, I wonder if that was when all the bombings started? Let’s create another Palestine killing field, shall we? Muslim or Buddhist, Thais are gentle people who lived and let-lived alongside each other for centuries. To watch them being duped by these globalist out-of-towners is heartbreaking.
[if you’re a recent arrival, I should say that the reason everything posted before December, 2005 is archived is because EW was destroyed by secret police hacker hordes and we had to start from scratch and archive all previous postings. ~Don]