happy chemtrails to you

I was standing in my yard, marveling at how blue and cloudless the sky was. We had a bout of stormy weather and the sunshine was welcome.. It was too hot to work outside so I spent many hours on the web, checking out metaphysics and melanin and pyramid power. The next day the sky was still blue but criss-crossed with jet trails. No, I mean like crop dusting at high altitude, they call them chemtrails.

I watched a couple vids on background and outcomes. I had flashes of that sci-fi movie “Punzi” and the original “Total Recall”. In my heart I felt we just been awaken to a new reality the powers that be slipped into being. I remember the dooms-day virus flicks. We all are effected and inflected and every announced antedote either kills us faster or singles us out as a target for the end game.

All these years I've been collecting data, stories, articles. I thought they were for a bright future, not for survival. I'm thinking about an RV type mobile home, compact and movable if I have to. Also a Quonset hut for open space shelter. I wonder if I could design a re-breather to filter water and air in the home and a personal unit for travel. I thought about hydroponics and greenhouse garden/fisheries and homes connected by tunnels. I thought about minimum electronics, low power lights and food storage. The primitive peoples suddenly became very wise in my eyes.

I raced out the driveway to buy some stuff and saw people walking by clueless. We wait for crime or a terrorist without and devils within. We live in the soup of created chaos and destruction killing us softly. Yeah but I am the only one awake to this? Truth stranger than fiction.

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