By Don Croft <email@example.com>
August 22, 2003
I was doing a virtual Hitler-style victory jig when Kelly and I saw that
rapidly-forming rainstorm over Moscow Mountain a couple of days ago.
I live ten miles closer to the mountain than he does and have generally been
involved with the thing since May, 2002, when Carol and I trudged thru deep
snow for over two hours to largely disable a huge tower array on the next
lowest peak from which we and the rest of the valley were being electronically
Carol and I had been meaning to get back up there and finish the job. We weren't
even aware of the status of the vortices at the two highest peaks, so when
Kelly brought it to my attention last week, I asked him to try some of his
new, watered orgonite jive up there and handed him a Latah County map.
Really, it's like navigating through a can of spaghetti to get to the peaks,
but since I'd been there, it wasn't too daunting to point out the main route.
(An aside: the reason I'm going to tell you the following freely is that you
know I'm not trying to sell you anything.) Several years ago Linda Kingsbury,
Carol's long-time psychic associate, had an apartment not far from where we
live now and from her front window had a clear view of most of Moscow Mountain.
She had been quite troubled for sometime after moving in there by the presence,
not far from her, of a heinous, predatory thoughtform, so she did what she
could to banish it. It then went to the big transmitter array on the lesser
peak of Moscow Mountain. Carol and I simply assumed this was generated by
the considerably large community of satanists here who mainly affiliate with
the primary church in town, but also directly served the NSA/CIA, the Homeland
Security Abomination, and lately the German
Illuminists who moved into the mansion/barracks on the other side of Paradise
Ridge (which borders the other side of the valley from Moscow Mountain).
When Carol and I arrived at the vicinity of the towers (we couldn't see them
through the trees, so she gauged their presence by triangulating their energy),
we both felt like we'd been swooped by a very ugly energy/entity and Carol
immediately put down the first HHg
and said: "Incredible--that big, nasty thoughtform just got sucked into
That happened again a few months later to a similar thoughtform when we gifted
the Mormon Temple and a nearby major transmitter array near Spokane. We spent
another half hour setting two more HHgs in a crescent pattern around that
peak. The snow got deeper the higher we went and by now, we kept sinking in
up to our knees. I'd thought we would be able to just drive to the top because
the dense tree cover hid the snow from view from a distance. Since there had
obviously been no vehicles along that forest service road for a long time,
we assumed that the dung beetles who put up the array and maintain it (these
take a lot of maintenance, I'm told) get there from underground. Ever after
we did that job, Carol saw some DOR shooting up and out from the backside
of that array, toward the wildnerness, so we didn't feel much of an urge to
get back there after the snow melted.
After we took out the underground nuke along US95 highway, where it goes
down the other side of the pass near the west edge of Moscow Mountain's ridgeline,
she saw that the electronic component of the DOR at that site stopped shooting
out, so we assumed that this nuke was mainly set up to power that array.
We completely disabled a similar array a few months earlier on top of Steptoe
Butte, which is about 30 miles north of Pullman. The first nuke ponds we found
were about ten miles from the butte and Carol noticed that as soon as we tossed
a couple of HHgs in one of the ponds, not only did the other pond fill up
within an hour, but the big array on Steptoe Butte stopped pulsating altogether.
Kelly's first experiment with his new orgonite/water devices was to put one
on Steptoe Butte to heal the vortex, which by now--a year and a half after
we busted the array--was still not in good shape. There were no weather phenomena
to confirm that, as far as I know (I can't see that from where I live), but
I do accept his evaluation hat his device had healed the vortex and that it
was spinning the right way now and gaining momentum and strength. My feeling
about that was doubly confirmed by what I witnessed the day after Kelly finished
placing the devices in the vortices on Moscow Mountain.
Laozu has a particular gift for sensing chi, which is apparently the reason
he's often invited to China and Taiwan to associate with some of the master
healers there. Since he's got that characteristic Teutonic modesty, he'll
never mention that to you, but since it's such a big part of his consciousness,
we speak freely about it when he's working with us. He sort of reminds me
of Spiderman in that the folks in Pullman who know him as that unassuming
guy who builds and rents gorgeous apartments on a hilltop and who used to
be a math teacher, are entirely unaware of his supernormal abilities.
I particularly like to watch Carol and Kelly interact when they're analyzing
energy or interpreting what Kelly's getting directly from the Andromedans
through his crown chakra. More on that, later, as it unfolds, but he's working
on a rather unique device which requires a component which he'll have to visit
Chinatown in San Francisco to find. When he and I were in Spokane a couple
of weeks ago getting some of his other components, we went to a Chinese restaurant
and I swear that every time any of the female staff came near our table, they
started giggling. I know it wasn't on account of me, even though I'm strikingly
handsome, charming, witty and urbane ;-)
Every day around here this summer has been pretty much like any other: clear
blue skies punctuated by occasional rain, but the day after Kelly put his
experimental devices on Moscow Mountain, I noticed that the sky over the valley
was in a kind of good-natured turmoil, obviously centered over the mountain.
I thought at the time, 'Well there's my evidence that Kelly's things have
changed the energy dynamics more than what we'd done there fifteen months
ago--we certainly didn't see results like this!'
He arrived at 4PM, as agreed, to help me get some plywood cut up in his nice,
big shop over in Pullman, ten miles away. Within five minutes of his arrival,
the sky got darker in the vicinity of Moscow Mountain and by the time we'd
driven through town to the lumberyard, it was raining hard on the mountain
itself with occasional lightning strikes. Rain was being dumped from fast-formed
cumulonimbus clouds and we even got pelted with a little hail from an arm
of the storm that was forming into the prevailing breeze. There was NO strong
wind accompanying this phenomenon, which would cause any meteorologist's brain
to fart, no doubt.
There was a secondary storm centered in the vicinity of the Illuminati mansion
south of Paradise Ridge and I made the mental note that this was probably
a sympathetic response of Paradise Ridge's already healed vortex to the two
envigorated ones on Moscow Mountain, across the valley. The valley is about
8 miles wide, so the display was in easy view from anywhere in the vicinity.
I might add that after I spudgunned a half dozen TBs into the dense woods
near the HAARP and drum array (sounds kind of like 'fife and drum,' eh, Bmosely?
;-) on Paradise Ridge from the window of our speeding Chrysler a year ago,
the local army of satanists apparently combed the area and removed them because
Carol and Melody saw that the array was suddenly on line again last winter
and they had to go there and bury a suitable HHg to take it out again. They
were closely followed to the array, of course, and only got it done on the
second pass. These satanists are really persistent and, until we figured out
how to make them behave with a Powerwand last January, had often thrust themselves
into our field of vision and glared when we went on our daily errands.
I don't know if you're familiar with the difference between these schmucks
and payrolled NSA/CIA Homeland Security Abominations, but it's quite distinct
and the satanists obviously take our work more to heart than the fake-gov't
nine-to-fivers do. We got to look at this storm from several angles as we
drove to and from the lumberyard and Pullman that afternoon. The sky all around
the double storm was clear blue, peppered with lazy cumuluus clouds, exactly
the same as I'd seen happen in south Idaho last summer after I'd busted all
the towers in each succeeding town along the interstate.
It's also what our compadre in Australia's Outback sees regularly over his
CB and other energy contrivances. I have a feeling lots of folks reading this,
who have CBs, have seen this phenomenon lately, but perhaps not taken much
notice. After all, how can one person really affect the weather, eh? Come
on, now--aren't we too insignificant to do something like that? Don't you
at least have to go up there in a plane and drop some silver iodide crystals
in the clouds? ;-)
It didn't take long to do the shopwork and as we were standing outside afterward,
I asked Kelly to comment on what was happening in a strange, lovely spiral
cloud not far from us. As we watched in the next two minutes, more appendages
appeared in the spiral and he said it was like two spinning 'S's. I said,
"You mean kind of like a swastika?" and he said "yes".
By then, half of it had become a cumulus cloud.
I've been harping, so to speak, on the presence of these strange amorphous
cloud formations, which I'd never seen before late 1999. I've watched them,
many times, since we made our first CB in March, 2001, turn into soaking rainstorms
and the rain then is very gentle, but substantial, with no accompanying wind.
I know that a few folks in our network, when they see these gorgeous new forms
snaking rapidly out across the sky, behave like Chicken Little and post emphatically
that HAARP and the spewplanes are molesting them again ;-)
Actually, it's not a new phenomenon. It was so rare before, though, that
a well-known photographer in the early 1930s went to a remote location along
the coast of Maine to take pictures of these clouds as they formed overhead
from a source, probably a vortex, out over the ocean. The perspective view
of these is quite astonishing. Why not start looking up more often so you
can experience the joy we feel whenever we see this process? I use the appearance
of these clouds as one of the visual confirmations that our gifting missions
have been successful because they simply can't form in the presence of DOR.
I know that many of us have seen both small and large, white lenticulars form
and remain while this process is taking place and it's one of the most encouraging
things I've seen.
We went to Kelly's house not far away to pick up that curious coil he got
from one of our associates in Iceland who is an artist. It's a small lotus
shape contrived around a pulled-up SBB spiral, all made from one piece of
bare copper wire. Kelly wanted me to take it home for Carol to study after
she gets back from Ireland next week because he sees a lovely, bright synergy
of dynamic and static chi around that device. He's made a CB on the principle
of a toroid's core and added a coil around it to enhance the energy flow.
Once Carol had said during their Andromedan sessions, that one of Kelly's
jobs in this network is to show us how to improve a basic CB's performance
with the addition of an easily-made device. That's certainly in line with
the essence of our approach, which is to directly involve as many people in
this empowering work as is humanly possible. The swastika cloud we'd seen
was more directly over this CB, so when I realized that I said, "Well,
The edge of Moscow Mountain's storm had approached Pullman, upwind, I might
add, but as we were driving back to Moscow, we watched in utter astonishment
as every speck of sky that had contained that very tall storm system became
a big, blue hole in the sky within fifteen minutes. It didn't move off and
dissipate downwind- it disappeared! Would I believe this if somebody else
had reported it?
I couldn't say, but both of us watched it happen. As we were standing in
my backyard by the pyramid, turning round and round and looking with our mouths
open (figuratively speaking,) a quiet helicopter arrived and began circling
around the property-just out of range of my pellet rifle. It felt kind of
like it was trying to dance with us ;-) In two years of living here, no helicopter
has ever circled our place. A drop duster circled over the house, out of range
of my rifle, the day after I started the device in the pyramid spinning. I
said to Kelly: "Watch this!" and started beaming the schmucks in
the chopper with every ounce of my energy. A few seconds later it erratically
ducked behind the hill nearby, then came back up and shot over toward the
helipad on the street by the bigger Mormon Church, about a mile and a half
toward Paradise Ridge. Actually it made a beeline for a closer grove of tall
trees then quickly ducked down behind them to begin the approach to the church's
helipad. I'd never seen that happen before in a populated area ;-)
When he had picked me up that afternoon, he came inside while I got ready
to go and noted that an entity had induced him to feel some anxiety. Since
he's not a naturally anxious person, he wondered how that could be, so he
looked for, and found, a couple of visiting psiops astral agents. I said,
"Want to see how I handle them?" and he said, "Go ahead."
I imagined bombing and strafing them from my virtual P-51 as they ran in
vain for cover across an open field, then said, "Problem solved, right?"
He said, "Yes, they're gone--What did you do?" Right after that,
another one showed up in the living room, he noted, so I said, "Okay
watch this time," and I drew the visitor into my lungs then slowly breathed
him out through a long tube and into a virtual furnace. Usually I don't feel
their discomfort until most of the breath is gone. Kelly told me that this
predatory entity left in a hurry, too. This is fun, folks! Try it!
The Illuminati dung beetles get awfully antsy (sorry ;-) whenever anyone in
this network who gifts, gets together with any other gifting member. There's
only one other big vortex in our area (besides the one we made in the backyard
;-) and Kelly's agreed to do another experiment there because even though
we all finally finished taking out the huge undergound base there, the vortex,
though no longer showing any DOR, is still not spinning yet.. I'll wait for
him to post about that experiment, too, before I comment about it.
You can do this work, you know. What's stopping you? Do you think you're not
worthy or something? Do get a life, if that's how you think, please! Arise
from your La-Z-Boy and start moving your feet.
'HEEEEAA-UH-LLL!' as that no-neck televangelist would say.
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