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Those in the Montauk Project mainly were cultivated for their abilities, mainly psychic.  These were all sorts such as telekinesis,telepathy,clairvoyance,remote viewing, etc.  But, there were some lesser known abilities as well.  Here is one of mine and still somewhat active.  Either this would’ve come about naturally (I say, yeah right) or it was goosed out of me by my handlers. This is usually an advanced ability or so I’ve heard.  Guess not.

thunderstorm

Once upon a time, I found out that I am connected to what is known as Sylphs.  Here is a link that explains what they are:  Sylphs

How I found out came in the way of a “dream” one night in the late 70’s, early 80’s. This was a time of a long drought. I was a spirit that organized the weather. I created a “blueprint” thought form for a rain shower. In it was specified the exact amount of rain that would fall, when it would start, and it’s duration. There was a kind of language used that was based on the tetrahedron in different combinations.  That’s when I woke up to hear rain drops outside. The rain increased only to the level of what was specified by “me” in the dream. It also lasted as long as specified in the dream. Thus, a drought was ended.

This was the beginning of the whole weather control ability.

I tell of this now because of the effect it had on many lives. I say had since the time that HAARP went fully operational, this ability hasn’t held up as well as it used to. What individual could compete with a device or several devices that are going at it, 24/7?

But, anyway, back in the day, I ended up experimenting with this new ability indiscriminately.
I regret it to this day. I even apologize for my possible part in this changing climate. When this ability became fully conscious, I was like a kid with matches. I wasn’t too wise in using it. I would divert whole storm fronts with a thought. In fact, before I started doing this, the weather patterns were a bit different. After, it changed permanently. I do hope it wasn’t me or at least, all me. Also, once there is an imbalance in the climate, it is difficult to get it back again. There are too many factors involved.  You tweek one and then another goes out of wack.  Then you tweak that one and something else is amiss.  Try to remember how it used to be?  I can’t.

Once, on a camp out with a group of friends, in 1986, I was sitting alone near the camp fire. Previously, I had a bit of an argument with my then boyfriend, so my mood was not very good. The wind was blowing. I picked up a stick and pointed it in a direction willing the wind to blow that way. The wind changed to the direction I indicated. I pointed the stick again in another direction with the intent that the wind again blow that way. So, it did. I did this several times and every time that I did this, the wind would change to the direction that I chose.

I once was driving in a storm in NJ. I was feeling myself in and above it. The more vivid that feeling got (which is an ecstatic state for me), the more intense the storm became. I had to pull into a parking lot because it got so intense that it was dangerous. Hail started to fall an pummel my car. I then communicated with the weather devas and elementals to lessen the intensity of the storm. I told then that it was endangering me, one who was kind of like one of them. A little time passed and the hail stopped and the rain was lighter.

Back in the late 70’s/early 80’s, a friend and I were going to the local Renaissance fair. The sky was cloudy and it looked like it might rain. I closed my eyes and visualized a clear sky. When I opened my eyes, the sky was totally clear. There was no rain that day.

A few years back, I was driving to my friend’s house for a visit. I got caught in a heavy storm. At times, it was hard to see. I did my joining with the storm. I visualized a hole in the clouds above me. Right after that, a nice perfect hole opened up and the rain lightened up long enough for me to complete my trip.

A few years ago there was a drought in the area. There was a stationary front that wouldn’t budge. It was as if there was a standing wave pattern keeping the fronts in place. It would rain in other areas, but it would stay away from where I and my friends were. One day/night, I saw some rain clouds wheel around the area that I was in. I decided to try something to possibly change this. I willed the clouds to come back over head. I imagined that I could feel the clouds as I mentally lassoed them. The clouds actually reversed direction and settled over head. It then began to rain thus ending the drought.

There are other incidences of messing with the weather, but I have to decline the telling of them. I wish I could but that would be unwise of me.  I can only say that there had been a few more incidents with this ability and they were quite alarming.

And now for something other than myself. Mind control through forced drugging via airborne Lithium. Think it can’t happen to you? Are you concerned?

Red Shaman Intergalactic Ascension Mission

Another Day of Freedom in North America… I’m in a great mood… must be that lithium now in our atmosphere… so glad it is included with all the other chemicals along with the chemtrails and radiation… I must send a thank you note to the 10-15% of the population working against the people and the planet for the freebee, and the other 70%-80% who love their slavery enough to never offer an alternative… and now that I’m in such a great mood, I don’t care about anything… except more free lithium!… weeeee… wow it’s fun not to care… look at me folks… see how shiny my hair is and my nice clothes made by child slaves? That’s what is most important in the world now… it’s how I look and the fact that I care about nothing important…

http://beforeitsnews.com/space/2013/07/why-did-nasa-spray-lithium-into-the-air-from-rockets-launched-on-july-4th-2013-from-virginia-2462438.html

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In the morning, I woke up dizzy, nauseous, and somewhat out of it. I also found that the door I had so carefully locked was now unlocked.  I saw my host at breakfast for the last time and she told me that she also felt dizzy and nauseous.  She told me that it was unusual for her to feel this way.

I also remembered that the night before, I had a vivid dream.  I was standing up in a room with boys and we were all naked.  We were forced to stare at a large movie screen and something was playing on it.  I have no clear picture of what that was, though.

Camp Hero

Here is where I didn’t go, this time.now unlocked.  

I left for a last go around of the park and base. I drove around the odd little supposedly subsidized community which was suspiciously lacking in people who were actually being subsidized. It was rumored that base personnel actually lived there and that there was an entrance to it from a house there. The residents who were outside scrutinized me as I drove through their streets.

After that I drove back to the park. I was determined to at least walk up part of the path to the base. I have to say that I was still too afraid to actually trespass on the actual base since I was alone. That was to come at a later date. I was pretty skittish when I walked on the path that led to the little radar (the one that the men had been working on). The image of that scowling man with the binoculars in my mind (danger, danger) and my partly disoriented queasiness didn’t help. I felt a bit paranoid and overly cautious and was afraid of being seen. Of course, it was most likely that already had happened. I didn’t go too far and turned back. I had enough and wanted to go home and rest.

So, I did just that and left. One other interesting thing that happened is that the problem that I had with my car just went away as if somehow it was repaired.

This was my “first” trip out there, but not my last.  In those trips I finally got the cajones to actually take a walk on the base.

Post script:

Preston Nichols told a story the Montauk Night after this trip. He said that some of them went out to Montauk on the 13th with the Montauk boy that they had found in Georgia (see post). They had originally planned to go on the base, but Pete saw that the grid on it was all awry and there were vortexes supposedly torn loose, which was dangerous. So, they too did not walk there that day.

Also, Preston claimed that on the 12th, he received a phone call from whoever he was allegedly in contact (the colonel?) at the base asking for his help. Supposedly, what Pete had seen had really happened and operations were ground to a halt.  One Montauk boy escaped around then as well. I later met him.

So, did the action I took have an effect on the grid there?  At least some very nefarious doings were postponed at least for another decade by some agency whether known or unknown.

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