Two months since my last post and not much has changed. I thought that after that metal thing fell out of my nose, they may have lost some capabilities. No such luck. To recap, (did I ever fully describe?) this is what daily life has been like, so far…
I continue to be gassed, and the only reason I call whatever it is gas, is because that seems to be the most apt description based upon how it feels. In truth, I have no clue what chemical they are actually using. In addition, these substances just appear in front of my face (or inside my throat and nostrils) without any sensation of wind or moving air. Go figure.
Again, I’ve counted at least ten (10) different substances, each with their own particular physiological effects. All share one in common however, and that is they all cause moderate to extreme tinnitus (ringing in the ears) depending upon exposure levels. Some also cause headache if levels are allowed to get to high. Most, but not all, cause severe nasal congestion and runny nose, as well as a burning sensation upon the skin. Should you breath any of the gas, it will immediately cause a similar burning sensation in the nasal passages and the esophagus. The skin of the face and nostril openings are usually fissured due to the constant flushing with water and it’s drying effects.
These substances also have particular scents, but not all of them. One substance causes drying of the mucous membranes and any skin that it comes in contact with. I usually use an ear bulb with a small cup of water to irrigate my nasal passages and a small bucket filled with warm water, baking soda, dish washing soap (Dawn) and a towel to wipe my face. The baking soda neutralizes the burning sensation both on my skin topically, as well as inside my nostrils. I usually just dip my hands into the water and wipe it on my face with. I use wet fingers to swab out my nostrils. When irrigating with the ear bulb, large globs of thick, green and yellow snot will be flushed into the sink. Whatever these chemicals are, they do indeed have a distinctly chemical oder when inhaled, the smell turning biological when flushed out. I have been told by others that the oder upon flushing is very strong and offensive, that it reminded them of the smell of cancer. I also keep an ever-present liter bottle of tap water and spit bucket nearby to swish out my mouth. When at home indoors, these items are always by my side and are used as needed, usually every five minutes until bedtime.
Wow, just writing that, I don’t see how I’ve managed to do it for the past year and a half, every single waking moment. Looks like the definition of torture to me although, it really only makes me angry. If there was ever any doubt I suppose it can be put to rest now, I’m just not the quitting type. Now more than ever, I want to get my hands on whomever is responsible, but that’s another post unto itself.
Now for the good stuff, where I tell you what’s really going on.
I’m tired of beating around the bush, trying to keep everything I write digestible for those who might be new to this and not yet able to receive the actual reality that we live in. It isn’t really fair to you reading this either, as what good will watered down truth do you? So, here it is, as I see it. Take it however you wish.
Due to the way that they apply or administer these substances, I believe there has to be an actual person with you at all times. The precision with which the gassing is accomplished can’t be explained any other way. Say for instance, you go to the bathroom to flush and wash just after receiving a dose. As soon as you bend over to turn on the water, POW! You suck in a big cloud, burning both the skin of your face as well as your nostrils and esophagus. Of course you learn not to inhale when approaching the sink, but you feel the meticulously placed gas cloud contact and burn your skin nonetheless.
No, there are no hidden nozzles. No, there are no household products stored in the room that are leaking and no, it doesn’t just happen indoors, you run into gas clouds outside too. What I’m trying to tell you is that the invisible gas clouds are appearing right out of thin air.This leads me to my next hypothesis.
I believe that there actually is someone with you at all times who are invisible but nonetheless there. Inter-dimensional, in other words. It’s the only way I can explain it. Something very tangible is appearing out of nothing and making you ill yet, you see no one nor any visible thing. I am a Christian as well as a lover of Sci-Fi so such an assertion is easy for me to make. I am also part Native American and have many family members who have had experiences that cannot be explained by conventional wisdom or knowledge. Reality is bigger than what the five senses can quantify. I call it “Spiritual Technology” for lack of a better term, but basically I mean to infer that a technology is being employed which transcends the conventional altogether. I’m not saying that spells or magic is being used however, it has been said that were a person introduced to a technology that was so advanced it defied their comprehension, it may as well be magic. I also know too that we are entering the final iteration of mankind in this age, as every knowledgeable person says that we are in the “End Times”. Many non-Christian prophecies including the Mayan say that we are in the last days, but I digress. In short, my little tale of woe may soon be considered passe compared to the supernatural events that begin to manifest.
Another thing that makes me think there is an actual person or Nephilim hybrid shadowing my every move from their inter-dimensional hiding place, is that I can hear them talking, commenting on my actions, thoughts and reactions to what they are doing. Now before you start to say “Man, this guy is super bat shit crazy”, just go onto the internet and see for yourself, look up “Targeted Individual voices” or “voice to skull technology” although, I don’t think the latter is being used here. It’s as though someone were standing right next to me from some hidden but clear vantage point and commenting not only on my actions, but on what I am thinking as well. UFO abductees report that during their abductions, they can communicate with their abductors telepathically. This is also the method of communication used by the Angels, either through dreams (which some say is another dimension itself), or while fully conscious. It would figure then, that if most abductees and quiet a number of other researchers think that aliens are in fact Fallen Angels, then they would use telepathy also. I’ve also heard that because everyone comes from one single, all powerful spirit (which would be God), that once the spiritual connection is made, it is an inescapable two way street. You can hear them almost as clearly as they can hear you, perhaps even more so.
From the time that I wake up until the time that I try to go to sleep, the gassing continues. They often wait until I’m just dozing off to give me one concentrated jolt of gas to wake me back up (sleep deprivation). I’ve read that they are able to monitor all of your bodily functions and brain activity, being able to tell when you are entering REM sleep a trivial thing. I have a CPAP machine that I use at night but they just play with that, or with me I should say.
One type of gas or substance is used for two days and then switched to something else. Ventilating with a fan or fans is minimally effective at securing uncontaminated air since they place it both inside the nostrils and mouth, even while you wear a respirator with your mouth closed. The only relief seems to come from being in locations that you’ve never been to before. This seems to give them trouble. You might think that traveling in a car would ensure your safety however, I get gassed even on the freeway. Thank God this has never caused me to lose control of the vehicle, opening all the windows helps.
Weird how it doesn’t frighten nor depress me in the least, the only emotion I ever feel is anger and or outrage, coupled with a determination to expose these perpetrators and bring them to some form of justice. I also pray for them occasionally too. Even those feelings are muted, my hard and unfortunate life must have made me tougher than either I, or the stalkers thought. I temper myself by imagining how ridiculous and disgraced they will look, standing before the Trinity of Almighty God and everyone who ever lived, on Judgement day. Most Christians don’t understand just how fair God is, that the absolutely fairest thing to do to the unsaved on that day will be to enable them to experience everything that they have ever done to others, both the good and the bad. As God is all powerful, it will be an immersive experience in every way, encompassing the emotions, physical sensations and thoughts of the other person. In effect, for the purposes of the proceeding, you will practically become the person that you acted upon. That is fair, isn’t it? Christians escape the horrific elements of this judgement as Christ has already paid for their misdeeds. We will only receive reward for our good deeds, none of our bad. This also, is absolutely fair because we accepted Christ’s gift of surrogacy (salvation).
I don’t get gassed very often while eating, I suspect because they don’t want to leave any tangible evidence behind like tainted food. Since triaging a poisoned person entails examining the food that they ate, it’s understandable why these creeps would avoid making such a critical mistake. They value being covert above all, much like the Devil.
So, I’ve concluded that the methods employed to accomplish this poisoning are inter-dimensional in nature, possibly converting matter into energy and back again (teleportation). The surveillance of you is comprehensive, encompassing bio functions, brain functions, audio and visual capture with possible predictive capabilities (being able to see actions and conditions that have yet to transpire – time travel). Kind of sounds wild until you read the Bible and find that it has all happened before, in antiquity. Oh, and by the way, UFO’s are in the Bible too, book of Daniel.
Nothing new under the Sun…