Welcome to the International Inflatable Etheric Armada, compadre! I feel very proud to welcome you to our unorganized ranks!
I’ve been quite eager for you to post a photo ever since you got the craft, as you know, and it’s a very good one. The overt sabotage you reported is a good confirmation that you’ll get a lot done with it because the $#!+birds loathe exposure and when they do things like that even the egoistic knowalls and obfuscators who say that we’re just imagining all this trouble tend to remain silent and not explain it away.
I actually felt vindicated when the feds overtly sabotaged my ‘Etheric Air Corps’ plane a few times when I was still a fledgling pilot. Another positive outcome was that it caused me to do more thorough pre-flight examinations, which increases my safety factor in the air. You’ll be more mindful after this, too, I bet.
The only place where Carol and I ever saw ‘smoke’ coming up from an underground base was just north of Fallon, Nevada and in that case a constant column of white ‘smoke’ perpetually arose from an area of the desert east of US Highway 95, just south of Interstate Highway 80. That was in late 2003, just few months before we all knew about earthpipes.
Even after we had extensively gifted that huge, radioactive valley and the one to the east of it. There were even large vents along the highway every half mile or so along that highway for fifty miles or so and the valley around Fallon had the highest cancer death rate in the country, even though there are no pubicized nuke plants in the region. We never tracked the effect of our orgonite on the cancer death rate but at least when you drive through that area you no longer get a metallic taste in your mouth and the greenery has returned.
We got rid of the ‘smoke’ with earthpipes a couple of years later and we deftly did that in spite of a parade of federal officers trying to hide from us that day while trying to see where we buried them.
Here’s a helpful tip for earthpiping while under surveillance: do this with two people in a car. The pipe pounder gets dropped off at a place where no sewer rats are in sight, he/she immediately finds cover & does the deed while the car drives away then as the good-guy car comes back the pipe-pounder quickly reboards and they drive off. The driver of the good-guy car can usually manage to pick up the pipe-pounder when no vehicles are in sight, though if you’re standing by the road and a sewer rat stops there it’s probably near impossible for them to find the earthpipe after that. Just don’t let them see you doing the deed! Otherwise you’ve wasted time, energy and earthpipes and that would be unfortunate.
I knew a guy who gifted all of Phoenix but thought I was paranoid about this, so he never watched for the feds. They removed it all, of course. I know another prolific gifter who also thought I was paranoid until Carol and I were riding home with him, one day, and two blocks from his house he saw a big fedmobile (with blacked out windshield and about four of those peculiar little antennae on the roof) in his rear view mirror. The look on his face was priceless [Image Can Not Be Found]
I don’t have much patience left for clever, chest-pounding deniers who obfuscate about this stuff, though. It used to be funnier to me.
We did get some dirty looks from a couple of the feds while we were looking for good spots for earthpipes around that ‘smoke’ column that day, though. I reallyshould start taking photos of these vermin but we rarely get so overtly surveilled, any more–I wonder if they’re afraid I’ll talk about it. I suspect the smoke was a visible form of deadly orgone radiation and if that’s the case, then you’re really getting a good score on these $#!±eating troglodytes or about to do so from the sea! Who among us doesn’t crave such juicy targets?
Here’s a list of the participants of the International Etheric Armada and I’ll include the folks who have used rigid craft:
I think Georg Ritschl ought to be the commodore [Image Can Not Be Found] because he did the most coastal gifting and in the most perilous conditions: around much of South Africa’s coast, including Cape of Good Hope, which is a maelstrom at sea most of the time. Maybe the named it that because sailor’s always hope they’ll survive it. He’s got an inflatable boat not much bigger than Francisco’s. He and Friedericke also methodically tossed orgonite in the sea along the rest of the ZA coast and along Namibia’s ‘Skeleton Coast’ from the fandeck of a cruise ship, later.
He had that boat on the Zambezi River in Mozambique when he and the crew were arrested for gifting and kept in jail for three months without being charged (April, 2008)
Maybe Carol and I earned second place with our successful Hurricane-Prevention effort in Florida and the Bahamas in 2005/6 and our inflatable boat served us well along the entire South Florida coast, east and west and down through the Keys. I think we did over half of Florida’s coastline but also gifted the inland waterway on both sides of the peninsula and across the state and through Lake Okeechobee in that boat. The day we spent in the Bahamas was the most eventful, though, and not only because of navigating across the Gulf Stream: the US Coast Guard was waiting for us in international waters and arrested us on our way back.
I’ve got a lot more to say about the Armada Etéricos del Mar Internacional for the record, since many of this info was ‘deleted’ by the NSA during several assaults on this forum in years past but it’s suppertime, now . Back soon……
~Don
