As you can understand from its very title, this report will be about the gifting expedition that Giuliana, Emanuela, Silvio and I made at the beginning of August in Liguria, the north-western region of Italy overlooking the Ligurian sea, and the strict surveillance we were under all the time during the gifting of Genoa, which proved to be a very important target and a very fine confirmation of our efforts.
No doubt this report is meant to expose those spooks that followed us, but it is also a good chance for any wanna-be gifter to consider how much the elite are afraid of orgonite and its capacity to restore the corrupted energy on which their parasitic and deceiving power is based.
Giuliana and Emanuela are two Genoese ladies I met a couple of years ago in Umbria, during my gifting trip that I reported on EW under the title “Gifting in Central Italy”; they are very nice people with whom I share a meaningful spiritual affinity and a sincere friendship. They had invited me to spend some time together in their region, which is a way to mean that we would take the chance to do some gifting to disable the electro-magnetic weaponry in their region.
So I left for Genoa on Saturday 3 August to meet my friends later that day. Emanuela waited for me at the station in Genoa and we together headed for the mountains where Giuliana has a house. The place was absolutely beautiful, situated in the wild with woods all around.
Giuliana and Silvio were to arrive in the evening as they had been out all day to collect materials to make orgonite for our expedition. They had also done some gifting on the way, which Silvio has reported in a thread called “Genoa and Alps Expedition”, in the “Orgone Experiences” section of EW. Here’s the link:
https://www.ethericwarriors.com……php?t=4491
I had brought a few pyramids and some 30 TBs but we made the bulk of our orgonite pouring 45 litres of resin the following morning. Here’s part of our ammo:
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In the afternoon, we started our campaign by gifting Lake Brugneto, an artificial basin which supplies water to Genoa:
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The day after, we headed for Mount Lesima to gift the enormous weather ball there. It was quite a way to get there, but we managed to reach the top where we buried a good number of HHGs and TBs. What a monster!
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On our way back, we stopped to gift Vesimo di Zerbia, a tiny village in Val Trebbia where 32 people were killed while attending a feast during WWII. The nationality of the plane that dropped the bomb has never been found out, btw. Very sadly, we learned that 12 young people were among the victims. The very place where all these people died has 12 cypresses now:
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We spent the rest of the day gifting Val Trebbia, trying to spot antennas while travelling. In the end, we reached some of them:
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Then we stopped at Bobbio, a nice medieval town where we strolled about and gifted the cathedral and some antennas nearby:
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Giuliana took us to visit Marsaglia, a village made of stone that overlooks Val Trebbia. Nice and picturesque village indeed:
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On our way home, we went to a restaurant for dinner and just bumped into this antenna. It looked as if it was the antenna to find us!
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We decided that the day after our first sortie should be devoted to relax so we went to bathe in the river Trebbia, where we met some interesting people to whom we gave orgonite as well. The place was just great and we really enjoyed ourselves lying in the sun or swimming in that clear water so full of life:
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Time to go to Genoa, time to experience the greatest confirmation ever!
As you may all know, Genoa was a very rich and powerful city in the past, it was a Maritime Republic together with Venice, Pisa and Amalfi during the Middle Ages, and rivalled those republics for control of trade routes both from the Mediterranean and Far East. The sworn enemy of Venice, Genoa’s bankers played a leading role in waging Crusades and wars all over Europe, so it goes by itself that the most important Genoese noble families must belong to the Dark Nobility and be part of the corporate world.
We decided to start the gifting of the city from the port, so we headed there and tossed various HHGs and TBs in the water, also near the so called “Aquarium of Genoa” where there is a pavilion for cetaceans. Without us knowing, we were already being spied during the gifting of the port, but we were to meet the group of spooks that tried to stop our gifting later on, after lunch, when we went to gift the main arrays on Mount Righi.
Basically, there are two main arrays on the hills of Genoa, Mount Fasce and Mount Righi. I couldn’t help noticing that Mount Fasce, gifted by Emanuela a couple of year ago, was green; if compared to Mount Righi one could see that there was an enormous difference. Mount Righi was almost burned, it looked energetically impoverished because of the antennas there and on the surroundings hills . When Emanuela gifted Mount Fasce, the sky changed almost immediately after the gifting, there was an explosion of energy that really shocked her. I remember that she wrote a mail to me that very evening trying to explain the incredible effects she had witnessed, which is great if you think that it was her first gifting experience.
After having gifted the port we approached Mount Righi and stopped at a restaurant for lunch. We were on the spot, not far from the arrays we wanted to gift so we relaxed and enjoyed our company a lot. The sky over began to change or, if you want, react to the orgonite that was in our car as we saw a beautiful show of sylphs overhead.
To begin with, we gifted these two antennas not far from us:
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Then we headed for the main arrays on the other side of the hill. As soon as we got there, we noticed some ugly-looking men in a couple of cars parked there but we didn’t bother much being the antennas our target after all. When we parked our car, both Emanuela and I started to have strange feelings, the energy there was just horrible and Emanuela burst into tears. All of a sudden I realized that we were being surveilled for a man on a motorbike stopped very close to us, staring and walking to and fro. At the end of the road where the antennas were there was a big jeep parked, I took a photo, a very bad one where you don’t see the jeep:
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and the man with the motorbike kept on watching and watching. It was half past two in the afternoon, it was very hot, so it goes by itself what they were doing there. Silvio and I entered the wood, buried a couple of HHGs and tossed some TBs in the bushes. Again, we moved back on the road and tossed more orgonite trying not to be seen by that man who kept on staying there and watch. Then, we returned to the car where Emanuela and Giuliana were waiting for us to complete our gifting. A few meters away from us, I stared at that man’s face but he bent his head. He was simply horrible, I’ll never forget such an angry and evil-looking, infernal face. I took a couple of photos of him before leaving the place:
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We drove back to gift another antenna and tossed a lot of TBs on the way. We got excited to what had been going on and felt more resolute to complete our gifting. We had stopped again to gift the last antenna when Silvio noticed another spook. As soon as he had realized we had seen him, he started to walk and, while talking on the phone, I caught him looking at me stealthily; it was obvious he was there for us and that he was talking to the other sewer rats to tell them what we were doing.
When I got home in southern Italy I immediately wrote to Don to inform him of the surveillance we had been under in Genoa; he asked Carol to see who those spooks were and she perceived that they were British MI6 agents with local contractors who had been ordered to spy on us.
Carol was perfectly right for this second agent didn’t look Italian at all. I started to follow him taking a couple of photos. Then, I walked past him so he got caught between my companions and me. He got extremely confused, he didn’t know what to do. He went near a timetable board and started to read using his index finger to make sure he understood what he was reading, perhaps remembering that he was English. He was really funny and confused. As a sewer rat he was a real champion of stupidity trying to hide himself all the time:
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Back in our car, we headed for the other side of the hill to gift some more antennas, one being very tall. I told my friends about the stupid spook and we all burst into laughter which cheered us up for the final gifting we were about to do.
No doubt it was a planned surveillance with many agents following us all the time. In fact, when we stopped at a traffic-lights we noticed another spook on a motorbike: I saw him looking at us with the tail of his eye three times, and he did it mechanically. I bet he was Italian this time, surely one of the contractors.
The other antennas we wanted to gift were not far so reached the spot and started flinging orgonite everywhere for over-gifting had became the rule. We had parked our car for a while when we saw a white van that was chasing us. Two more spooks were inside. They stopped not knowing what to do and pretended to check their wheels. How stupid! Then they passed by at high speed, very close to our car to scare us. Emanuela exclaimed: “Are they crazy?” I replied that, simply, that they didn’t want us to go on with our gifting. These are the antennas on the other side of the hill, we busted them very well in honor of their schmuck face:
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Not satisfied with all the gifting done, we headed for the mount overlooking Portofino because there was a huge antenna waiting for us. After a 20-minutes’ drive we reached the spot. Never seen such an antenna, the photo doesn’t show well how tall it was, it looked like a Tour Eiffel!
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Silvio got a migraine approaching the antenna, but once we had deployed our ammo in the wood he felt well again. We sat waiting for the sky to change after the explosion of healthy orgone to which the antenna had been doomed to by our gifts. I took a photo of it, please note the difference of the sky before and after the gifting:
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We were very tired, we had been under pressure all the time so we returned to Genoa to relax, eat something and get some good sleep.
On approaching the city we witnessed the incredible etheric battle that was taking place in the sky. Some lenticular clouds, the good guys, had appeared at the back of the antennas and the sylphs were eating up the chemsoup that had been spewing all day long. They were trying to lay new chemtrails, but it was no use as they didn’t stick at all. I took a photo which speaks for itself:
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Again, note the difference of the sky over Genoa in the photos I posted before and after the gifting: it had become clear and healthy! The energy had completely changed, we could perceive it distinctly. The day had been a complete victory, we had kicked their asses well, just the way they deserve. They are hopeless, desperate, they can do nothing to stop us, orgonite really defeats them utterly. Genoa was trapped in their deadly energy, we could tell it by looking at people’s faces, but things have changed now, they have lost their power there.
We spent the evening out, Giuliana took us to visit the historical center of Genoa which has an incomparable and magnificent architecture.
The following morning I got up earlier than Giuliana and Silvio and went out for a walk and for a coffee. When I returned, I saw another spook in the street where Giuliana lives: of course they were there, they needed to follow us to see what our next target was. In particular, this agent didn’t look Italian at all, so Carol was perfectly right when she said that it was a planned action against us involving British agents and local contractors. When we were again in the street, Silvio noted three more of them. All this for a little resin, metal shavings and a crystals? Well, thanks for this fine confirmation!
Our next target was the weather ball on Mount Settepani, near Savona, an hour’s drive from Genoa. Emanuela and I said goodbye to Silvio who was to leave for Milan in a few hours and Giuliana who was busy that morning, and headed for Savona.
When we got there, I entered a restaurant to ask for directions and the owner asked me if I had a permission to go to Mount Settepani. He told me that the area was continuously patrolled because it is military zone and no visitor is allowed. Out of the restaurant I saw the white van again, the one that had chased us in Genoa; it was there next to a military jeep. They were talking. They had followed us and were waiting for us there, of course. Unfortunately, it was raining, the fog had covered the area and we didn’t really know where to go. I said to myself that this was not the right time to gift the weather ball also because my first thought was to protect Emanuela, it was too risky to go on, so we left. At least, I got an idea of the area. This gifting needs to be done quietly, with a different strategy.
We returned to Genoa and after lunch I said goodbye to Emanuela and continued my gifting tour in Tuscany where I went to gift Sant’Anna di Stazzema, a tiny village in Versilia where the Nazis murdered 560 civilians during WWII. I must thank A. who kindly offered to take me there. I’ll write a separate report about this gifting.
In the end, we counted up to ten agents involved in surveilling us, which can only mean that Genoa was an important place for those who had sent those sewer rats to follow us. But we shut them down, we put an end to what I perceived as an obscure spell over the city exerted with deadly energy. After all, Reich himself stated that tyranny is based on DOR.
Thanks for reading!
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