Listening to George Noory (CoastToCoast.AM) and how he would hear crackling sounds from electronic speakers, etc. I just heard crackling sounds from my radio a few minutes ago and probably during the time when one of the male (?) callers was talking about his scary story.
Before the crackling sounds, I used to hear high-pitched squeals from the same radio. The sounds are usually strongest during the times of listening to his radio program from 22:00pm to 02:00am the next morning.
My hands tingle UNCOMFORTABLY whenever I handle my electronic book reader and orgone pieces. I no longer use that reader as frequently as I’d like. Then again I should read in bed with some rubber gloves on my hands. Also, I get PAINFUL static shocks whenever I touch Maw’s rolling walker during her strolls.
But recently, I’ve noticed a sudden system surge, not harsh but softly at EXACTLY the same time the thermostat to the heater clicks on. Then I would hear the engine of the heater power up, knowing at that instant what I’ve feel a few seconds ago. This event would occur almost always when lying in bed at a relaxed state.
We received two strange calls tonight. Both sound like black people. They could be from Obama’s team.
Even before Obama took office, we’ve been getting a rash of black but kindly folks visiting our home or calling our residence.
Here is a useful, government-run website.
January 12, 2010
The State Department Operations Center has set up the following number for Americans seeking information about family members in Haiti: 1-888-407-4747 (due to heavy volume, some callers may receive a recording). Our embassy is still in the early stages of contacting American Citizens through our Warden Network. Communications are very difficult within Haiti at this time.
While lurking online earlier today, I came across a conspiracy site and a particular open discussion, forum thread mentioned something about double digits: 11 (eleven).
Take the phone number 1-888-407-4747.
Now, the phone number reads: 1-6-11-1111.
Seriously, folks, please throw me a hint? What does the double digit 11 (eleven) symbolizes? I don’t know a damn, friggin’ thing about what is going on here!
I’m feeling better for this week after two weeks of flu-like symptoms, which I’ve dealt with naturally and without flu or H1N1 shots. Nyah! I let the raised temperature of my body burn off the cooties and took some anti-histamine and a couple of pain killers. Using DC’s zapper helps too.
Anyway, I’ve been eating well, veggies, the usual meat stuff and fruits; although I’m not too keen on drinking fruit juices or eating fruits. On empty stomach, these acidic foods hurt my stomach. Bananas hurt my tummy especially. Orange juice hurts my teeth.
But I’ve noticed my `sensitivities` to pain have subsided for the better part of last year. Stubbing my toes don’t hurt, the falling metal rods of my canopy upon my face don’t hurt, or objects falling on my feet don’t hurt. Cuts and bruises hurt but the pain subsides right away. The healing, unfortunately, takes time.
Maybe my nerves are compromised and I’m not aware of any underlying `pre-existing medical conditions` because I’ve no health insurance! But for whatever reasons, I’ve used mind over matter to deal with pains. Taking pain killers is the last resort. Even those are TEMPORARY remedies and NOT CURES!
Anyway, I’m drinking prune juice diluted with our usual bottled water (processed from a local water store owned and operated by Vietnamese). This particular concoction works nicely on my innards, if you know what I mean. I find acidic juices more tolerable if I add water. Orange juice, cranberry juice and even apple juice are too strong for me, even if not from concentrate.
I just read a brief weblog entry about adding seaweed to the diet: It’s suppose to `cure` those persons suffering from sinusitis.
At around 13:05pm, a few minutes prior to the doctor’s appointment, Maw and I were talking about what natural ways to deal with her sinus congestion. She thought of some sort of spray or irrigation, of saline solution. But because she prefers the advice of medical `professionals; she received two prescriptions:
You see, both Maw and I have deviated septum, both on the left side. I’m assuming this hard bony condition is due to genetics. I think it’s because aliens cracked holes into our skulls. Whatever.
While reading an old interview dated 09/30/1999, I heard two pops upon my computer workstations. This was around 22:45pm. Then at around 23:45pm, I heard another loud pop upon the mirror to my right side while I was blogging about my impressions to the purpose of the `dark sides`. I felt rattled a bit but told it to shut-up. Then my tired mind created some presence to my right side, almost as if something was trying to tell me something, hearing nothing but a shift in the air, maybe.
After visiting the weblog site of my favorite dedicated blogger, I viewed more tiresome YouTube.com videos showing tel-evil-sion people whose pupils are vertically slit like reptoids and not rounded like normal humans.
I viewed more reptilian-related videos, included a blond girl with eyes of feline in dark blue color. She was sitting in a French studio audience describing her naturally born condition. She doesn’t know she is reptilian, by the way. I saw another video in which someone was obviously wearing custom-made contact lenses in yellow color and with the pupils vertically-shaped, too.
Later, I went to another site and read a two-paged interview between Martin and Credo Mutwa. I read about `Pinky, Pinky`* and `Tiki` being this ferocious creature with fangs. To avoid this type of terrorist upon people, people of South Africa and some Pacific Islands build their homes on silt, three feet off the ground.
*Note: I am reminded about my forum name and it similar spelling thereof. Then I recall one of photos showing a reptoid stare. No wonder members from a particular forum started making stupid, but subtle hints, about my photos and how those whose user-names end in numbers are spooks. I’m getting sick of these friggin’ New-Agers making idiotic stories about junk science and a business out of rocks. Sheesh!
Well, while lurking on the WM feed and quickly scrolling downward to read some old post and after viewing Fred’s photo captioned `Chembuster Pointed At Mayon Volcano`, I giggled. Then I sent my boosts outward to wherever the heck and for the first time, my mind heard its own crackling and thundering of lightening before the storm. It’s amazing how orgone works to create alternate realities.
Today, there are lots of numbers referencing eleven and other double digits, too.
My current blog stats read: 41,111 total views.
Earlier today at around 9:46:27 am, the grocery receipt for SeaFood City (San Jose, CA) read:
Last night I slept with my dolphin ball. I held it in my left hand and felt the usual energy emanating from the object. Holding it in my left hand hurt and probably from an injury sustained from November 1998.
I then held the object in my right hand, which felt nothing.
Today, my left elbow and left middle finger and sometimes my left index finger feel painful still and during movement. It’s probably from sleeping wrong. I had worn two bulky fleece vest in reverse, just to cover my chest. And the bulk didn’t allow my left arm to sleep straight against the bed.
I know it needs surgery to repair this damage but since Pete and pals haven’t helped me, much like Masons back-stabbing higher levels, I’m left to suffer this fate.
`#24 The Gov’t Can Take Your House & Land, Then Sell Them to Corporations.`
~`100 Things You’re Not Supposed To Know.` by Russ Kick.
At 04:00am, Maw heard me use the toilet and get into bed. She told me that her blood sugar is low and needed orange juice. She took her blood sugar level and it was around 150 points. She told me about her nightmare.She dreamt that our house is being demolished. She saw two bull dozer trucks and two guys.
Maw: This is our house!
Guy 1: No it’s not!
Maw: We paid off our house. There are other houses that are not paid-off! Why are you demolishing our paid-off house?
Guy 2 – a more pitiful one coming out from one of the trucks: You have a nice corner house. In its place, a building for lawyers will stand.
Maw: You will be punished by God for what you did to us and our home!
As so it is the truth and a message for all of us. No one owns anything of this world: There is no such thing as private property. People still pay taxes, i.e. property taxes. Instead of thugs coming into the private property with their guns to kill or mutilate, whichever is convenient, the wealthy have men with pen and paper, which by law will haul dissidents off to jail for not paying up.
`#23 The Police Aren’t Legally Obligated to Protect You`
~`100 Things You’re Not Supposed To Know.` by Russ Kick.
And because law enforcement does NOT side the citizens, people should arm themselves not so much with guns and bullets but by hiring lawyers for themselves and their family. But only wealthy persons could afford to hire the more modern kind of well-paid thugs: attorneys, lawyers, barristers, etc.
`You will hear from me.`
~Pete (10/25/2009)
That means he know the law and I should get a lawyer, right?
And later on, we watched a program titled `Boneyard` – Demolition (originally aired on 9/13/2007) on History Channel. Gator, Inc. Brandenburg and Murray Demolitions were a few of these business that does the job of destruction.
It so happens that demolitions would make way for new and profitable business ventures. This reminded me of 9/11 and the Twin Towers. The new real estate would bring in tourist.
No wonder private properties, like Hearst Castle, was handed over to the State of California. It just better business. And again, it looks more like the government owns everything and everyone.