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Bonehead & Dolphin Balls

By Don Croft <terminator3@turbonet.com>
http://educate-yourself.org/dc/boneheadsanddolphinballs17oct05.shtml
October 17, 2005

Andy Schwarm of ctbusters.com sent me one of his new Boneheads last month and Carol and I have been having some fun causing consternation with it among the FBI pavement artists and energy shooters that have swarmed us since we arrived in South Florida a few weeks ago. Go to his site to see Bonehead and the Balls, okay?

We rented a little duplex at the end of a saltwater creek in Jupiter, Florida. It's the only inhabited house on this wooded, dead-end little sand track so the feds are quite frustrated in setting up surveillance around us. They fiddled with the sewer line the day we moved in, then repeatedly sent in a plumber next door who lately told the landlady that he needs to send in a camera to see what the problem is. That guy glares at our cloudbuster every time he comes around and tries to look into our home.

I imagine their reports, after using that camera in the only place available in our apartment, will be that these are, indeed, the Crofts' bottoms. They sent a couple of fake repo men to the door the other day, but otherwise they hang around in motor boats, just out of sight in the mangroves, and wait for us to go on errands so they can come in and mess with out stuff. We caught them twice already and, now, we put a curse on the locked door so that anyone who unlocks it will get a surprise. I keep Bonehead running in the house 24/7, by the way, and we take him on gifting runs even though we already have a 12 SP going in the car. My original skull SP is too big to take around and it's in Spokane, but I'll set that up in the house on 12v with a battery and solar panel later on.

I get a kick out of the puff pieces that Hollywood makes about the 'brave, resourceful FBI agents.' The only ones we ever run across are kind of stupid, mean and clumsy and many of them would obviously love to erase Carol and I. The slicker feds are CIA and the slickest are NSA. The NSA dung beetles sometimes even have personalities, in fact, and are often flamboyant. Study the pavement artists around you if you're also a threat to this obsolete federal regime, okay?

Some claim that these are all one agency now: Homeland Security Abomination. Anyone can see that this is no more likely to be true than getting Hitler, Stalin, FDR, Mao, Charles Manson and Pol Pot to play well together would be. Have you noticed how little Homeland Security is even mentioned any more? The prostituted media have obviously been directed to play this American SS down as much as possible, now that it's obvious enough that there are no foreign threats except the ones sponsored and encouraged by the US Government: Russia and China.

I hope you'll consider ignoring the smoke and mirrors and pay more attention to the way the Bush Sr regime has sold us out to Russia and China. This may be a real threat in coming days if the feds get their wish and sponsor a large-scale invasion of North America. The only two really big military forces these days belong to those two countries. Ours isn't big enough to defend against them and I think that's part of Bush Sr's deal with Moscow and Beijing and also why all of them, even including the National Guard, were sent far away.

Andy's no slouch when it comes to poking the federal hornet nest, either, by the way. Last week he was out for a walk and found two invisible NSA agents surveilling him in a black fedmobile. He tossed a TB under their chariot and they stuck around a whole five minutes before scurrying away. He posted a report and pictures of the vehicle on ethericwarriors.com. I wish I had one of those trick, back-engineered invisibility devices the NSA and CIA sometimes use around us! I don't think the near-feral FBI simians are trusted to have this stuff yet.

The Bonehead is a small Succor Punch-a single unit-that can be carried in the pocket on gifting runs and he's also making a version that plugs into a car's cigarette lighter. I hope nobody would consider gifting a sensitive target area without taking a Succor Punch along because the feds would be more likely to find your devices if you don't block all of their little transponders in your car, shoes, MalWart products, etc.

If you're new to this, a Succor Punch is a crystal that has a mobius coil wrapped around it and approx. 15Hz pulsed through the coil via a nine-volt battery and circuit. DB and I discovered that a SP blocks surveillance when we turned one on during a period of intense surveillance in Los Angeles, 3 ½ years ago. That was box surveillance by every alphabet soup agency imaginable, LAPD, CHPS and probably even NAMBLA, The I AMers and the Church of Satan. The jerks were literally falling over each other to intimidate us that day and there was just no end to that parade.

DB was in the final stage of editing CHEMTRAILS: CLOUDS OF DEATH, and it was our first meeting. We were driving from Pasadena to Van Nuys to get a new motherboard for his computer that could handle the editing of that documentary, in fact.

When he emailed a cryptic and introductory message to me, out of the blue, a month before that he said he'd only show me what he was nearly done working on but that it was a Very Big Gift to the orgonite movement ;-). As soon as he emailed me, the feds had him under active surveillance, of course, and when I got to his house the number of sewer rats around him increased exponentially. He apparently wanted to check me out in 3D in order to feel confident that I didn't represent a trap for him. That was my abrupt introduction to the world of espionage.

At one point on our drive home, I turned on his Succor Punch, which I'd made for him with one of those very dark quartz crystals I'd gotten in Namibia. We turned into a parking lot, got a couple of hamburgers from the drive-thru, and when we came back out on the street not a single dung beetle was in sight.

DB said, 'Great-let's go gift Jet Propulsion Laboratories!' and we did. We drove around after that for a few minutes, just to be sure that it all wasn't too good to be true, then the feds finally 'found us' again when we had just rolled into his driveway in Pasadena, about a mile from JPL's entrance at Devil's Gate.

It was pretty obvious that the SP had blocked the transponders in his Toyota and we could imagine that the feds lost sight of us simply because they were relying too much on the electronics but, in fact, we had to assume that we were also being tracked with planes and/or satellites then and they lost us, too, so it was unlikely that all of those eyeballs and cameras just happened to lose us. When we paid for the motherboard an NSA agent was behind the counter with a nametag on and we saw this guy spying us from a car a few minutes later ;-). We bought it at a well-known computer supply house that has a big flying saucer on the sign, by the way, and a store-wide diorama of a science fiction B-movie with aliens inside.

Over the years the surveillance-blocking capability of the humble Succor Punch has been confirmed again and again by many gifters so it's safe to assume that the SP reaches out and touches the sewer rats, themselves, rather than just blocking their expensive toys. Bonehead reaches further and does more than just touch them ;-) and I bet the dung beetles who feel its sting think we're doing it consciously, so that adds to our stature in their jaundiced eyes in this psychological war. Have you ever stopped to consider how twisted someone needs to be in order to be accepted into these horrid organizations these days? There's no real patriotism left in this manifestly treasonous government and these espionage agencies get the pick of the bottom of the human barrel now.

Will you be as pleased as I will be when all of these criminals are finally brought to account in front of lawful judges by truly patriotic soldiers or elected sherriffs? The sooner you're willing to discuss this with others, the sooner it will come to pass. Gifting your community with orgonite guarantees that you'll find others to discuss this openly and frankly with in coming days. The world order can withstand just about anything except exposure.

Any time one uses a carved crystal skull to make a Succor Punch there seems to be a mischievous but helpful (to us) and potent entity that takes pleasure in adding its weight behind this fairly passive function. This isn't something I'm able to back up with 3D evidence but the psychics notice it right away and most psychics are not entirely comfortable being in the same room with a Bonehead that's turned on. It's my hope that you'll reserve judgement until after you've experienced the effects of the device. It's not a big investment and I'm not taking your money.

Carol has gotten used to the energy of Boneheads because she likes what Boneheads do to the lawless gov't peekers' nasty toys, brains, abdomens and dry cleaning bills.

I don't advise using a Bonehead as a dowsing booster, though-too mischievous, I learned years ago. Any ordinary Succor Punch will help us get cleaner dowsing data: just put the point of the SP crystal into the palm of your non-dominant hand and dowse with a pendulum with the dominant hand. Watch how you get different results that way and if you'll act on the data you get with a SP rather than 'dowsing naked' you'll easily see that this is a more reliable method. Carol tells me that this is because the data comes through whatever stainless entity is husbanding that crystal, not through our own finite and prejudiced brains. Elementals don't have any human limitations, of course, and they're all directly connected to the Big Library.

In case you haven't learned this, by the way, the route to spiritual improvement does not go through the brain; it's a heart and body function and the throat charka is more instrumental than the brain, which has to be harnessed rather than set free. If you want to experience, first hand, what kind of damage a disconnected brain can do to one's spirit, join a newage cult or buy something from one of the handful of fed-supported, glamorous, persistent but substance-free vendors of questonable orgonite-based tech.

Maybe the etheric realm is chock full of helpful entities who only need an invitation and open door for them to come in and help us in this realm. I don't imagine that all of them fit the infantile newage nazis' stilted, stifling image of 'helpful' and, just like in this realm, maybe when some of us are dead and helping from the other side we can still say, 'God gave me grace, but the devil gave me style.'

I, personally, would like to be a Bonehead when I grow up, please.

Andy's been surprising us all with his newfound psi talent, by the way, which suddenly came to the surface after he committed to making Dolphin Balls a few months ago. When you buy something from him, ask him for some appropriate personal psi feedback (every psychic resents the 'loves me; loves me not' silliness, for instance). This will help you and will build his confidence in his new ability, which is obviously a gift from the dolphins.

When he announced his intention to make Dolphin Balls for sale he was visited by dolphins in a fairly physical way in his Monrovia, California home during an ethericwarriors.com chat/blast session on Sunday evening.

They apparently know his work is top notch, fairly priced and that he's reliable so there will be plenty of dolphin balls for them. These visits have kept up for him since then and we look forward to taking him out to sea for some 3D interaction with his new friends before long. I'd say that the dolphins really, really like Andy's Balls but that would be kind of coarse 8). Many of his customers have already gotten some nice 3D confirmations when tossing those Dolphin Balls in the ocean, though, and Carol had decided not to make her own version for sale and to promote Andy's, instead. I'm writing this article partly to help you maximize the benefit of tossing yours to the cetaceans.

Andy, Georg Ritschl (orgonise-africa.net), Steeve Debellefuille (quebecorgone.com), Igor Cinti (orgoneitalia.com) and Dr Steve Smith (bluemarbleimages.com) came under peculiarly vicious psionic assault a couple of months ago with the apparent objective of making them literally disappear from the realm of commerce and some intervention by a few blasters, including some psychics, uncovered and destroyed some large-scale radionics devices, In the US, South Africa, Canada and under the Vatican, dedicated to ruining each of these fine people, then their phones started ringing again and orders started coming in as before. Magic works, folks; both ways.

I'm a little proud to say that those predatory devices' makers had adopted one of my own radionics techniques: a rotating device under the apex of a pyramid that creates an artificial vortex, thereby boosting the radionic effect. These folks had done one better: they also rotated the pyramids in the opposite direction. A very large version of Karl Welz' 12-frequency orgonite toroid device was the heart of each of these.. His new radionics stuff really kicks butt but no predatory tech is a match for what our team can do, of course, because we're on the side of right and The Operators call the shots. I need to state clearly that Karl Welz was not apparently involved in this sabotage effort, by the way. His stuff, unlike ours, can be used for good or ill; caveat emptor. I'll buy one of his super duper (expensive, though) radionics devices one of these days because they're very good tools.

What the psychics were seeing was that these intended victims' personal energy fields were literally disappearing from the back toward the front. Georg has been hit the hardest in recent years, almost killed at one point, because of the great work he's doing in Africa and, indirectly, in the German-speaking countries, of course.

I'm getting some early confirmation that the Black African gifters are particularly well suited for advancing human awareness of orgonite's raw power, by the way, and I'm going to write an article about that this week, now that Doc Kayiwa has sent me a preliminary report from Uganda and our Kenyan associates finally got their orgonite shipments.

I've been unable to completely blow the fakers out of the water until now-these are the few energetic, omnipresent and well-funded folks who want you to believe that this work is all about second-hand cosmic debris, charismatic gem-coi-frequency arcanery and dazzling, pot-inebriated puffery. Thankfully, there are some good, pioneering folks like DB, Cesco Soggiu, Ryan McGinty, Kelly McKinnon and Carol Croft (she's also part Irish ;-) out there showing what the fancy stuff is really meant to do. If you got scammed by one of the professional fakers, don't feel ashamed, of course. We all get scammed from time to time and will probably swallow some bait again, no doubt. Try to learn not to trust charisma and cosmic hand-jive, though, okay?

I'd love to say more about the dolphins but Carol and I are still negotiating for an ocean boat and it may be some more weeks before we can get out onto the water properly. At least the ocean's only a couple miles away from us now, instead of 300 miles as before. Jeff had put loads of orgonite out from his surfboard around here and we three have been taking it out beyond the surf, swimming, for the past two or three weeks. The reason it's a good idea to drop it beyond the surf is that it's not going to end up on the beach before the dolphins can retrieve it. I envision Jeff McKinley developing a career out of introducing people to the dolphins in coming months, by the way. We're very grateful for the extensive and thorough gifting work Jeff's done around here because it feels wonderful now and it's no chore to live here. Now, all we have to do is beat the FBI sewer rats down enough so that we don't have to look at their unfriendly, cookiecutter, crewcutted mugs every time we leave our driveway ;-). Little by little.

The day after we first dropped orgonite out there together some roughtooth dolphins were reported swimming among the surfers at that beach and Jeff's daughter, who surfs there, just got around to telling him about it a few days ago. Carol stresses that the physical encounters will only happen in the cetaceans' time, not ours, but that once this has happened once for anyone it's bound to happen again and again and they remain connected to us as personal spiritual coaches after that. We each apparently need to be ready for it and that might take some preparation, like with firewalks, which I've done a few times and so can you.

The boat seems to be an important instrument for us now and Carol's going to buy a double kayak if we can't stop the FBI suits from interfering with her financing pretty soon ;-)

On our first day at the beach an FBI guy tried to swim out to where Jeff and I were lazing beyond the surf and he didn't make it ten yards before some terror apparently gripped him and he scooted back to the beach. I like to think the dolphins sent him some imagery about sharks ;-) but it was probably just Carol terrorizing the poor guy from the beach.

She found out in Hawaii that a good technique for using a Dolphin Ball is to put it in one's swimsuit when out in the water, having dropped some ordinary orgonite along the way, then drop it when a dolphin has shown up.

These things are time consuming to make and the ingredients are costly so when you buy one or more from Andy I want it to count for you! It's the interactive aspect of the Dolphin Balls that make them well suited as personal gifts for our cetacean friends-a bonding gesture, if you will, that will reap some benefits for you long after the act of giving. They want as much ordinary orgonite as you can possibly toss into the sea, of course, and they apparently use all of this to disable the underwater death transmitters that are set up on the seabed to annihilate them in coming days, the way the (failing) death tower agenda on land were set up to weaken us all and enable human genocide.

A few weeks ago, David Emmett in Barbados tossed a whole lot of orgonite into the surf at a popular beach on that island and a couple of days ago about forty bottlenose dolphins came almost to shore, causing some local concern for their safety. I asked Carol to look at that and she told me that they were sending David a message that they need more orgonite for their own survival in the vicinity. David had just ringed the entire island with orgonite devices from a boat, by the way, and plans to do a whole lot more of that shortly.

Dolphins and whales seem to move orgonite without physically touching it but they seem to need to get close to it, at least. In coming months I'll do what I can to validate that but just consider it for now, okay? That's not a small point and may be a small indicator of what they're willing to teach us now.

Have you noticed that no fakers have tried to undermine and claim this new development, as been attempted repeatedly by the glitzy fakers with orgonite and the related Sylph phenomenon? This may be an indicator of an ability that the cetaceans have to keep the playing field clear of this noisy rabble. When we're swimming out past the surf, especially on rough water days, it's hard not to appreciate how effortlessly the cetaceans live and breathe while living in the ocean under all conditions. That's quite a subject for contemplation, not even considering that they have no need of 3D tech.

The scam that the US Navy and other predatory agencies pull is to grab newborn dolphins and keep them isolated in places far from the sea. These awful people make the dolphins unable to exercise their innate psi ability or learn to shift out of this dimension. They even traumatize them in order to turn them into killers, a la MK Ultra, but of course that's not ever going to happen.

Until recently I figured that the partnership involved a need on both sides but Carol's lately made it clear to me that the dolphins don't feel threatened by the death tech in the seas; they'll simply opt to leave if it gets much worse and it may be that their leaving would have some dire consequences for us. Now, it's becoming clear to me that we're no more in a bargaining position with them than a contrary toddler is in a position to broker a deal with his loving but concerned parents but, fortunately, the cetaceans are advanced beings who only want what's best for us all and they know better what that is than we do right now. They clearly prefer to stay on this planet, so our orgonite is at least deeply appreciated by them and they generously reciprocate, as many people have discovered lately.

I think that we'd have had a physical encounter by now if it weren't for the US Navy interfering here. The first day we went out we could see a Navy Destroyer, about three miles out, and Carol told us that there were some Chinese military/gangster/wizard psychics on board blasting us all while the ship was sending out murderous sonar at the nearby dolphin pod. Jeff and I got sharp pains in our backs the moment we entered the water and Carol experienced sudden heart pain, so felt that it would be unwise for her to try to swim in the surf.

That pod of fifty dolphins showed up earlier this year after Jeff did some initial gifting. One of those times, as he was paddling his longboard out to sea with the orgonite package a five-feet long spinner shark jumped out of the water right in front of him ;-)

We blasted that Chinese bunch enough after that in the coming weeks so they're not much of a problem any more but Carol's gone back to Idaho to get some of our stuff and won't be back for a couple of weeks so the dolphin thing is in stasis for now.

The Navy/Chinese threat seemed to get resolved, oddly enough, on the interstate a week and a half ago when we were driving up to St Augustine to look at another catamaran for sale. I'll write a separate report about that but we 'accidentally' got behind an NSA van that was apparently carrying (to Savannah, a new, but secret, Chinese military port according to Carol) some of the broken Chinese psionic equipment that had been aimed at us from that ship. Bonehead has figured prominently in the way Jeff, Carol and I have been handling this new threat successfully, by the way. Jeff's a terrific blaster and has developed his own remarkable and gorgeous weapon that I'm encouraging him to market. I can't wait for Ryan McGinty to get here, next month, so they can share expertise, in fact.

It's a good idea to pay more attention to what Russia and China are doing and less attention to what that treasonous whipping boy in the Oval Office is doing, by the way. Those Chinese guys had been periodically wounding Carol and I since we left on our trip from Spokane to here. Every time I got one of those sharp pains I had to express some kudos for their ability. This refined new experience is a cut above anything that's come from the heavy handed Homeland Security Abomination, for sure.

When we get a boat I'll start posting reports about our experiences with the cetaceans , of course. That's why we moved to Florida and it's why we've been experiencing some 'next level' assaults lately.

I hope you'll get a couple of Boneheads from Andy, just for fun and to give the dung beetles on your own gifting trail more grief than ever, and also start laying up some of his Dolphin Balls in preparation for your next trip to the beach, cruise or boat charter.

Meanwhile, keep disabling those death and HAARP towers where you live and get ready to meet your new friends in the ocean, okay? In coming months Carol and I intend to discover and explain some of the parameters for this new partnership so that you're more likely to get all the bang for your buck that you have coming to you in the ocean.

~Don, would-be Bonehead

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