Our clean air is at risk. Not all trails seen in the sky are Contrails. It is a known fact that the scientific/ military/ industrial complex using sprays. particles, vapors and radiation have been released into the atmosphere for decades: 1.The Ministry Of Defense once spewed zinc cadmium sulphide over vast swaths of the population of the UK, between 1940 and 1979. These tests were to assess Britain’s vulnerability if the Russians decided to engage in biological warfare. 2. Interestingly, chemtrail conspiracy theorists have surprisingly little to say about (low flying) planes which can actually be shown to be releasing “chemicals” by their definition of the term — and in the case of pesticides, ones with demonstrated toxic potential. 3. Smoke generated for use in sky writing and acrobatic aerial displays typically consists of a low viscosity oil atomized and sprayed at high pressure over an airplane’s hot exhaust, resulting in a persistent smoke trail that can be formed into writing and displays by the pilot. 4. Did Science Daily forget to mention weather control (cloud seeding) by use of silver iodide? 5. There is justified concern about going aerial chemical spraying of unsuspecting civilian populations, in the name of insect or disease control. 5. Consider the development of chemical/ biological aerial warfare against third world countries.
COSMICS: the graphic novel trilogy
Book 1: The Strangest story ever told
Book 2: Strange News from another world
Book 3, Cosmics- the other humanity
At the end of the Second World War Nazi scientists and members of the German elite assimilated into the American military/ industrial complex. At that time events indicated an emerging hidden secret government operating within global society. A dark intelligentsia infiltrated the U.S. federal government; the C.I.A., the F.B.I. and NASA, as well as spreading its tentacles into corporate and educational institutions. 1945 marked the beginning of alien recognizance programs focused on threats to the biosphere and surrounding sentient energy systems by commercial and political interests. The following two decades saw a shift to a great increase in actual alien contact with humanity. Communications with extraterrestrial and extradimensional beings during the first decade of the 21st century culminated in the seeding of the alien agenda directly into global culture. This agenda incorporated the concept of the World Brain (H.G.Wells 1937). The World Brain is a centralized information and governing A.I. system that is not subject to human manipulation or corruption. However, this system is integrated into planetary and solar consciousness or, in short, natural law.
The Open Conspiracy is the awaking of mankind from a nightmare, an infantile nightmare, of the struggle for existence and the inevitability of war. The light of day thrusts between our eyelids, and the multitudinous sound of morning clamour in our ears. A time will come when men will sit with history before them or with some old newspaper before them and ask incredulously, “Was there ever such a world?” H.G.Wells
First UFO disclosure announcement (circa 2030):
—”My fellow Americans, I appear before you to announce that our scientists have confirmed UFOs are real, and that they are controlled by a superior intelligence”—”Mr. President, do we know where they come from?”
—”No, our top scientists are still trying to figure it out”
—”Do we know why they’re here?”
—”I’m sorry, but their intentions are not clear, although we can conclude they’re not overtly hostile”
Book 3, part3 Why I left Earth and joined the Mars colony
I hated living in a dorm. At first it was cool because I had friends to smoke pot with and geek out. But most of the time, I found myself alone in this claustrophobic fluorescent white box called a “dorm space.” The building itself was impressive at first, with its institutional efficiency expressed in smooth compact curves. But in time I noticed it was nothing more than a facade for a storage facility. The many windows allowed no direct sunlight, only views of other buildings and windows. I made a hollow attempt to cover my wall segment with political posters but it felt contrived, like an office worker who displays picture of his family to remind himself why he is trading his life for a paycheck. I was an impersonal resource paying hundreds of thousands of dollars for the honor of my energy to be consumed and assimilated into commercial applications.
Did I ever really have friends? Back in my high school jock days my posse would gather at secret after-school circle-jerk (non faggot) sausage fests. Where is my posse now? Gone are the trains on the cheerleaders behind the bleachers while bumping nuts and the occasional floss with each others boy spunk. Now I just dream of those tattooed, hard drinking bi chicks with pot and ever-ready lines of pharmaceuticals. I loved it, like a dog loves to lick the ass of another dog, any dog.
I feel suffocated when I breathe the recycled air that has been breathed by so many. I am less than a number, less than the street people that rant, ramble and breed in desperate acts of survival back home. There’s nothing here on Mars for me because I am nothing, even less than the pathetic student I once was. Now I’m just a faceless martian breeder.
“Hello, I am grateful to have this opportunity to make contact with you. I am contacting you by means of automatic writing. I will not be able to reveal my name and current location until I contact you directly but I can say that I have an important message for you. First, I must say that my intentions are for the greatest good for all. This message is going out across time and space in the form of a sign. You will receive this sign soon. Do not fear, no harm will come to you but I ask you to keep this contact secret, for your own protection. After you receive the sign I will contact you again. If you decide do not wish to communicate with me I will honor your wish and be nothing more to you than an imaginary friend.”