AFTER MORIANITY PROJECT SAFE JOURNAL, MORE SUNDAY SKY ATTACK

AFTER MORIANITY PROJECT SAFE JOURNAL

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'MORE SUNDAY SKY ATTACK'

DECEMBER 21, 2014,

SUNDAY AFTERNOON AT 12:54,

HERE IN FORT PIERCE, FLORIDA.

CURRENT TEMPERATURE 80 DEGREES FNHT.

RANGE SO FAR (H-80/L-55)

HUMIDITY IS 56%, AND IT FEELS 82.

WINDS ARE SSE AT MPH WITH NO GUSTING.

YOU KNOW WHAT MY COUSIN DONALD WOULD SAY!!!!!!!!!

Asshole doors woke me up twenty minutes ago, and the skies around me are filled with many new as well as old dissipating CHEMTRAILING. Youtube and the internet in general is loaded of folks, millions of them, who know that these trails are new as of late in the eighties, as far as being seen so often in civilian areas. Near military bases is a whole other item, especially the wide open spaces of the American west air-space system, Nevada and New Mexico being two of the biggest. In the older times before late eighties and into early nineties, these trails would vanish shortly after they were made by normal jets that carried passengers from city to city. Either an additive poison is now in these things, or else the entire atmosphere had to have altered, perhaps with the ice age cycle. Just in my lifetime as current-me, I saw a huge alteration in the Gulf Stream, causing northeast weather to become seasonally later by a day and then a day and then a day, over the course of when I was about ten up through when I was more around 30, or about 30-50 years ago. Just in the town of Haddonfield, New Jersey, you would observe the autumn foliage as beginning in early August and lots of leaves dropping by early September, and most being gone before September was over, and this cycle grew later and later, where springs came later and later, as did autumns, to the point where it was not really warm at all in Jersey until May, most years, and as far as foliage, leaves went from what I just described, to not even starting to change color until early in October, and lasting on the trees well into November, on average, unless a rare ice storm struck early in the season as for example in 1972. Now many even my age don't clearly perceive that meteorological alteration, but I assure you, I am not all deluded. It's very real. So if this much change in the skies above can happen within a third to a half of one single century, then perhaps this and other ingredients in the mixtures of our complex biosphere and atmospheric system, is why what used to vanish in a minute or less, now just widens and disperses and clumps all together, on some days, turning an entire blue sky to an ugly darkened gray, and even bringing rain. Anyone who says mankind is not able to change the fucking weather is a liar, as I have seen it. You do not have a lot of things to do on most security guard jobs, and I did that line of work for decades, folks. I had nothing better to do than to watch this. But not until it all began one day while I worked in Mount Laurel, New Jersey, for a place called the American Honda Plant, on Gaither Road. Still, it is hard not to see this as an evil intentional plot to do something, by this MILITUFORCE as I call them, since right while this was all getting started, I was also being major harassed by other aerial vehicles. Also, when I called the local police from my security shack one day in late 1987 at this American Honda Plant, starting the very next day there, these distant weird lines, took a sudden turn from where they had been, and began swarming all around me, and my heart rhythm seemed to be effected quite negatively, as a result, by these dirt bag bastards, whoever, and whatever, KIRK, that they really and truly are!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

''ALL POSSIBLE THINGS CAUSING MY WEEK OF HELL''. ''ALL POSSIBLE THINGS CAUSING MY WEEK OF HELL''. ''ALL POSSIBLE THINGS CAUSING MY WEEK OF HELL''. ''ALL POSSIBLE THINGS CAUSING MY WEEK OF HELL''. ''ALL POSSIBLE THINGS CAUSING MY WEEK OF HELL''. ''ALL POSSIBLE THINGS CAUSING MY WEEK OF HELL''. ''ALL POSSIBLE THINGS CAUSING MY WEEK OF HELL''. ''ALL POSSIBLE THINGS CAUSING MY WEEK OF HELL''; what were they???

Isolating any one thing is absurd and stupid. It is when I take the big picture package of my entire fucked up life, that clarity begins to really emerge. This is a very powerful concept in general, for all of you to use as well, in your own lives, whether or not you may be aware of it. This would be like me, trying to take one unexplainable thing, out of perhaps five hundred; and if anything, that number, I promise you peeps, is an under exaggeration. I went for example, to the world famous, and local to my area in South Jersey, at the same time I discussed chemtrail attacks starting for me, late 1987 and into early 1988; Edmund Scientific Company Store, located on Browning Road, in Lawnside or it may be in Barrington, as I am not positive where the exact streets and town borders work. I purchased either a Jacobs Ladder or some similar item and brought it home to the home I was renting in Moorestown, New Jersey, on Central Avenue. Suddenly it started doing something that it was never meant or intended to do. Miniature lovely colored streams of thin lightning, crawled outside the machine and down onto my rug and then up the side of the machine and then when I moved one of my multiple outlet strips near to it, other streamers went onto that, and since my InterDigital Corporation Privecode Machine was also plugged into this same unit, it made the Privecode Machine set off, as this was connected along with several other devices, to the outside world through an active hot landline telephone system provided to me then by the AT&T Corporation, or American Telephone And Telegraph. All kinds of codes popped up, and since I had another device into that same circuitry, that I had designed as a communicative tool with the subatomic particle we all know and love, called the ELECTRON; it began to respond with many codes, and one that was not given to me since 1986 came through, that translated to that wild code I'll never forget, and I now quote this random number to pre-sentence transposition translation. Lock all your doors and windows, much danger surrounds you, and I am unable to protect you. This happened shortly after a McDonald Douglas NASA big rig truck nearly killed me on the 295 highway up in Florence Township, New Jersey, early in the winter of 1988, while I was with my friend, David Charles Roth. Sure enough, they nearly murdered me for a long time after this. My car was sawed in half and broke sending me into the back bays of Atlantic City, and the police charged me and made me pay a huge insurance rate for three years as a fucking cunt result. My heart was messed with so bad, I do not know why I lived through it. I shit my pants ten times a week, and no doctor knew or would tell me, what was wrong with me. I had planes and choppers and death chemtrails around me so low and so loud that if I could have had a video of my entire life back then, and could post it on the Youtube of today, I would the fuckiGN king of the Youtube, cubed, and CUBAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Believe me peeps, I could type on and on and on and on and NOT FUCKING DON, you hacker scum bag mother fucker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

THIS PARTICULAR WRITING TERMINATES NOW!!!!