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Where did all the Open Minds Forum members go?
Fri Oct 19, 2012 12:29 pm by Admin
With Open Minds Forum restored now for almost half a year at it's new location with forumotion.com we can now turn to look at reaching out to OMF's original members who have not yet returned home. OMF's original membership was over 6,000 members strong, prior to the proboards suspension, according to the rolls of the time. We can probably safely assume that some of those accounts were unidentified socks. If we were to assume a reasonable guess of maybe as many as 30% possible sock accounts then that would leave potentially somewhere between 4800 to 4900 possible real members to locate. That is still a substantial number of people.
Who were all these people? Some were average individuals with common interests in ufology, exopolitics, globalism, corruption, earthchanges, science and technology, and a variety of other interests. Some just enjoyed being part of a vibrant and unusually interesting community. Others were representative of various insider groups participating in observation and outreach projects, while still others were bonafide intelligence community personnel. All with stake in the hunt for truth in one fashion or another. Some in support of truth, and communication. Others seeking real disclosure and forms of proof. And others highly skeptical of anything or limited subjects. The smallest division of membership being wholly anti-disclosure oriented.
So where did these members vanish to? They had many options. There are almost innumerable other forums out there on the topics of UFO's or Exopolitics, the Unexplained, and Conspiracy Theory. Did they disappear into the world-wide network of forum inhabitants? Did some go find new homes on chatrooms or individual blogs? Did they participate in ufo conventions or other public events and gatherings? How about those who represented groups in special access? Or IC and military observers? Those with academic affiliations? Where did they all go and what would be the best way to reach out and extend an invitation to return?
And what constitutes a situation deserving of their time and participation? Is the archive enough? How exactly do people within the paradigm most desire to define a community? Is it amenities, humanity or simply population size for exposure? Most of the special guests have been emailed and have expressed that population size for exposure is what most motivates them. But not all. Long-time member Dan Smith has other priorities and values motivating his participation. Should this open opportunities for unattached junior guests who have experience and dialog to contribute to the world? How best to make use of OMF's time, experience and resources?
Many skeptics would like to see the historical guardian of discourse opportunity to just up and disappear; go into permanent stasis. They think that not everyone has a right to speak about their experiences and if there is no proof involved then there can philosophically be no value to discourse. I personally would respectfully disagree with them. Discourse has always been the prelude to meaningful relationships and meaningful mutual relationships have always been the prelude to exchanges of proof. In a contentious social environment with regards to communication vs disclosure how do we best re-establish a haven for those preludes? Is it only the "if we build it they will come" answer? Well considering OMF has been largely fully functional over the last four or five months this line of reasoning is not necessarily true. So what would be the best way re-establish this? Your suggestions are sought. Please comment.
Who were all these people? Some were average individuals with common interests in ufology, exopolitics, globalism, corruption, earthchanges, science and technology, and a variety of other interests. Some just enjoyed being part of a vibrant and unusually interesting community. Others were representative of various insider groups participating in observation and outreach projects, while still others were bonafide intelligence community personnel. All with stake in the hunt for truth in one fashion or another. Some in support of truth, and communication. Others seeking real disclosure and forms of proof. And others highly skeptical of anything or limited subjects. The smallest division of membership being wholly anti-disclosure oriented.
So where did these members vanish to? They had many options. There are almost innumerable other forums out there on the topics of UFO's or Exopolitics, the Unexplained, and Conspiracy Theory. Did they disappear into the world-wide network of forum inhabitants? Did some go find new homes on chatrooms or individual blogs? Did they participate in ufo conventions or other public events and gatherings? How about those who represented groups in special access? Or IC and military observers? Those with academic affiliations? Where did they all go and what would be the best way to reach out and extend an invitation to return?
And what constitutes a situation deserving of their time and participation? Is the archive enough? How exactly do people within the paradigm most desire to define a community? Is it amenities, humanity or simply population size for exposure? Most of the special guests have been emailed and have expressed that population size for exposure is what most motivates them. But not all. Long-time member Dan Smith has other priorities and values motivating his participation. Should this open opportunities for unattached junior guests who have experience and dialog to contribute to the world? How best to make use of OMF's time, experience and resources?
Many skeptics would like to see the historical guardian of discourse opportunity to just up and disappear; go into permanent stasis. They think that not everyone has a right to speak about their experiences and if there is no proof involved then there can philosophically be no value to discourse. I personally would respectfully disagree with them. Discourse has always been the prelude to meaningful relationships and meaningful mutual relationships have always been the prelude to exchanges of proof. In a contentious social environment with regards to communication vs disclosure how do we best re-establish a haven for those preludes? Is it only the "if we build it they will come" answer? Well considering OMF has been largely fully functional over the last four or five months this line of reasoning is not necessarily true. So what would be the best way re-establish this? Your suggestions are sought. Please comment.
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You would not think my router could reach so many signals.
Kmoore_......BA1C11 -- still pondering on this one.. You guys are getting rusty. Well, some are.
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You would not think my router could reach so many signals.
Kmoore_......BA1C11 -- still pondering on this one.. You guys are getting rusty. Well, some are.
Carry on! Salute!
Grin
Symmetry! Work in Symmetry!
Wake up Man. Wake up!
Wake up Man. Wake up!
"Bard"?
Let me see....
Wiki: "In medieval Gaelic and British culture a bard was a professional poet, employed by a patron, such as a monarch or nobleman, to commemorate the patron's ancestors and to praise the patron's own activities."
- OR -
Bard Medical.com:
"Provides medical supplies for urology and incontinence treatment"
Let me see....
Wiki: "In medieval Gaelic and British culture a bard was a professional poet, employed by a patron, such as a monarch or nobleman, to commemorate the patron's ancestors and to praise the patron's own activities."
- OR -
Bard Medical.com:
"Provides medical supplies for urology and incontinence treatment"
The numericals were becoming a bit - weighty. Best I could come up with on short notice. I'll probably be discontinuing my musings near the end of the month....
Sometimes it's just better to listen than to be heard...
Things have been a bit more odd than lately. I don't want to stir the neurological hornets nest too much around here. Could be hazardous to my health.....
Sometimes it's just better to listen than to be heard...
Things have been a bit more odd than lately. I don't want to stir the neurological hornets nest too much around here. Could be hazardous to my health.....
the opinion of hornets is not relevant. *Cy passes Bard her fly swatter under the table. On the handle is fine print that reads: No FEAR GEAR.
https://openmindsforum.forumotion.com/t158p330-uncommon-thoughts-on-common-things-cyrellys#4896
Dan I found your Waldo's footprints.
To continue from this previous post. More developments.
I opened the back door to let the dog out to do her business and I notice a strange set of footprints in the snow. Now, I thought nothing of it, until I discovered that there were no footprints leading 'towards' the house. Then I remembered the Shadow passing in front of the shower headed towards the window. Ironically enough, the footprints are directly under the window....
Now, one could call me mad, an attention seeker, or what have you. None of them would be true. I just observe and relay. I seek nothing in return. You can have your own opinion. I have mine.
I took a few photos and video of the recent find just to be certain I was not mad. My first assumption was that some poor Psyops guy had to go out in the snow, walking backwards, in military dress shoes. Poor guy, but then that does not explain the presence, or should we say the Cosmic pervert, passing through. Yet, then, those shoes did seem a bit too narrow to be military dress. Then I wondered , if it fell why didn’t the footprints explode into the show? Oh right, Charles Hall says they are floaters. If anyone knows Charlie, tell him to have a look at the footprints. I'm sure he might be able to give an opinion.
I take a quick video or two, go back in the house, wake the kids, we eat doughnuts, and even the youngest is basically unimpressed. I'm now eating a bowl of Apple Jacks ruminating on how ridiculous the cosmic ballet is, not overly impressed. Send me a real Tall White next time, make sure he watches his head, low overhangs ya know..
If anyone would like pics, be sure to chime in. Apparently, someone wants me to keep talking.
Dan I found your Waldo's footprints.
To continue from this previous post. More developments.
I opened the back door to let the dog out to do her business and I notice a strange set of footprints in the snow. Now, I thought nothing of it, until I discovered that there were no footprints leading 'towards' the house. Then I remembered the Shadow passing in front of the shower headed towards the window. Ironically enough, the footprints are directly under the window....
Now, one could call me mad, an attention seeker, or what have you. None of them would be true. I just observe and relay. I seek nothing in return. You can have your own opinion. I have mine.
I took a few photos and video of the recent find just to be certain I was not mad. My first assumption was that some poor Psyops guy had to go out in the snow, walking backwards, in military dress shoes. Poor guy, but then that does not explain the presence, or should we say the Cosmic pervert, passing through. Yet, then, those shoes did seem a bit too narrow to be military dress. Then I wondered , if it fell why didn’t the footprints explode into the show? Oh right, Charles Hall says they are floaters. If anyone knows Charlie, tell him to have a look at the footprints. I'm sure he might be able to give an opinion.
I take a quick video or two, go back in the house, wake the kids, we eat doughnuts, and even the youngest is basically unimpressed. I'm now eating a bowl of Apple Jacks ruminating on how ridiculous the cosmic ballet is, not overly impressed. Send me a real Tall White next time, make sure he watches his head, low overhangs ya know..
If anyone would like pics, be sure to chime in. Apparently, someone wants me to keep talking.
put me on the pics list!
That leaving and no arriving I think you're right. They were leaving alright; leaving you something to work with.
Communication doesn't have to be verbal or written.
That leaving and no arriving I think you're right. They were leaving alright; leaving you something to work with.
Communication doesn't have to be verbal or written.
Well the 15 or so new WiFi signals I'm picking up now seems a bit odd 
. I'm trying to figure out how to erase the metadata so I don't end up with Ufo groupies.... I could send them to you if you know how to scrub them? You can save originals for posterity?
. I'm trying to figure out how to erase the metadata so I don't end up with Ufo groupies.... I could send them to you if you know how to scrub them? You can save originals for posterity?Focus groups are pushing the limits? Logic Gate Matrix? Pop Musica? Fires and rehires?
The world FLOCKS to OM51 for card games? Can this place get anymore strange?
The universe does generally deal with ambiguity which leaves much up to MIS- interpretation. Much like our silent brothers and sisters on the perifery. I must admit, I have never really mastered such arts of finding all the hidden meanings.
Not everyone wants to be an accidental patsy to some darker design...Of course it would be rather easy to formulate my own opinions. Someone out there thinks I'm an 'idiot' from what I gather. Yes, I can dumb myself down at will, to make light of this ridiculously unfolding situation around us. Humor, however fleeting, Works wonders.
So, do forgive, 'URN'. I'm just trying to understand. Can you blame me? Switch shoes for a moment... Its not so funny where I sit either.... I'm not one to judge another especially when I'm trying to understand the reality around me.
So for all those I have offended in my musings, my apologies, as art can be more expressive than it really is. Truth of ones reality is a quest given by God to seek out. And it does take a lifetime to discover.
I am humbly open to understand your positions.
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My comparison Nike is in the left of the image. So, Forensics-folk, do chime in. Military dress shoe? Is the gap in the middle normally this large? Don't be shy..... Langley-types. Or is this something far more Exotic?
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What's this? Do you think it's part of the multi-billion dollar conditioning program for contact acclimation? Condition people to the idea that someone would stash away a number of people, just in case of worst case scenario? And how should such a group be chosen?
Cyrellys wrote:What's this? Do you think it's part of the multi-billion dollar conditioning program for contact acclimation? Condition people to the idea that someone would stash away a number of people, just in case of worst case scenario? And how should such a group be chosen?
I found it insightful, Cy.
For those of limited means, (wealth, location, etc) do follow the next link. Midway down.
Wake up, Man.
Videos of Mysterious footprints, pending review.
Sometimes the Cosmic bullseye can be quite a burden, no? Is team Ireland part of the matrix of destiny? Don't suffer the children? (Goes both ways).
Hopefully, I can get my electronics to work 'properly' again. I have been experiencing a small amount of difficulty with unfettered flows, perse. Wireless carriers don't seem to be very helpful in this regard.
Certainly, it has been said somewhere: if you can control information or the flow, it would be easy to create any reality. Realities CAN be manipulated if you control the tools. Seems like simple enough logic, but then, What is logical when it collides with the illogical? Paranormal or just Abnormal?
Yes, I should have been more scientifically minded on a potential crime scene, but it was nine degrees without wind chill and I do still have mundane responsibilities. Maybe one of you PHDers can put together an analysis and filter it back here.
Good day.
Hopefully, I can get my electronics to work 'properly' again. I have been experiencing a small amount of difficulty with unfettered flows, perse. Wireless carriers don't seem to be very helpful in this regard.
Certainly, it has been said somewhere: if you can control information or the flow, it would be easy to create any reality. Realities CAN be manipulated if you control the tools. Seems like simple enough logic, but then, What is logical when it collides with the illogical? Paranormal or just Abnormal?
Yes, I should have been more scientifically minded on a potential crime scene, but it was nine degrees without wind chill and I do still have mundane responsibilities. Maybe one of you PHDers can put together an analysis and filter it back here.
Good day.
Hey Bard, yes insightful in many ways it certainly is. I still have 10 minutes to view of it. It took an entire day, 3/4 of the night and part of yesterday morning to see that much of it (my dinosaur laptop is slow). And, speaking of electrical, then Mr Murphy's Law visited in the form of the electric company wanting to change out some part in the top of our power pole yesterday to the tune of three trucks in my yard (supervisor parked on my grass or what's left of my grass) and no notice to shut down my electrical, oh it wouldn't be a problem now would it, they asked? Nah, just miss the last ten minutes of a video it took over 24 hours to load and view in painfully short chunks.
Sigh. I keep saying some day, I won't be trying to build a interplanetary spaceship with caveman tools. Surely there is something attainable out there which is better than flint, round rocks and copper wire? But that small dream is no longer relevant now since I no longer have animals to barter with. Back to chipping away at granite with my round rock and singing songs of foreboding about unannounced visitations by high hot wire freaks in giant trucks with buckets and no concept of what it is to live in the stone age.
But hey! The socialist in my Toastmaster's group today did a bang up speech on the surveillance state, including a little tidbit about how Osama bin Laden kicked the Wests technological arse in the communications department with kids carrying little slips of paper on donkeys. Go figure. There's that question again: In what world do things like this actually happen? Earth, third rock from the sun.
If no one surveils my internet activities it might be because they need a Technology Exchange Program with ET to obtain the use of equipment that can speed my snail speed access up to something that is intelligible to them and doesn't take them as long to assess as it does me to accomplish. Few people have my kind of patience. And I really don't have that kind, myself. I'm just between a rock and a hard place, pardon the pun. Believe me it's under protest. The memo was sent to the big boss in the sky years ago, but he finds it more entertaining to watch me use bubble gum, baling wire, and a whole lot of cussing to do what everyone else does with ease.
Thus I suspect the desk that monitors me is the one only the guys who really messed up get. Kinda like scrubbing toilets. Is this like colliding with the illogical, the paranormal, or just abnormal? Hey watch that guy run screaming from the building...they just don't have enough guys to keep up me...gee I wonder why?
My analysis in the absence of anyone else: (honestly) it looks like a small person who walks on the balls of their feet, wears shoes out of the 1800s, is bow legged (weight distribution) and toe'd in. Poor soul is out in 9 degrees Fahrenheit weather, leaping from bathroom windows? To go where? Is a cup of warm java waiting for him when he/she gets there? Will his/her people need him/her as badly when that person gets there as when they sent for him/her/it?
Does that person like their job? Or does that person run from the scene like the old man who 'came out to take pictures of my barn'? Or the equally poor soul who may be watching a 106 minute video load on my dinosaur of a laptop over more than 24 hours in broken chunks as I sit at my desk tapping my fingers waiting for the next chunk.
One might wonder.
Cy
Sigh. I keep saying some day, I won't be trying to build a interplanetary spaceship with caveman tools. Surely there is something attainable out there which is better than flint, round rocks and copper wire? But that small dream is no longer relevant now since I no longer have animals to barter with. Back to chipping away at granite with my round rock and singing songs of foreboding about unannounced visitations by high hot wire freaks in giant trucks with buckets and no concept of what it is to live in the stone age.
But hey! The socialist in my Toastmaster's group today did a bang up speech on the surveillance state, including a little tidbit about how Osama bin Laden kicked the Wests technological arse in the communications department with kids carrying little slips of paper on donkeys. Go figure. There's that question again: In what world do things like this actually happen? Earth, third rock from the sun.
If no one surveils my internet activities it might be because they need a Technology Exchange Program with ET to obtain the use of equipment that can speed my snail speed access up to something that is intelligible to them and doesn't take them as long to assess as it does me to accomplish. Few people have my kind of patience. And I really don't have that kind, myself. I'm just between a rock and a hard place, pardon the pun. Believe me it's under protest. The memo was sent to the big boss in the sky years ago, but he finds it more entertaining to watch me use bubble gum, baling wire, and a whole lot of cussing to do what everyone else does with ease.
Thus I suspect the desk that monitors me is the one only the guys who really messed up get. Kinda like scrubbing toilets. Is this like colliding with the illogical, the paranormal, or just abnormal? Hey watch that guy run screaming from the building...they just don't have enough guys to keep up me...gee I wonder why?
My analysis in the absence of anyone else: (honestly) it looks like a small person who walks on the balls of their feet, wears shoes out of the 1800s, is bow legged (weight distribution) and toe'd in. Poor soul is out in 9 degrees Fahrenheit weather, leaping from bathroom windows? To go where? Is a cup of warm java waiting for him when he/she gets there? Will his/her people need him/her as badly when that person gets there as when they sent for him/her/it?
Does that person like their job? Or does that person run from the scene like the old man who 'came out to take pictures of my barn'? Or the equally poor soul who may be watching a 106 minute video load on my dinosaur of a laptop over more than 24 hours in broken chunks as I sit at my desk tapping my fingers waiting for the next chunk.
One might wonder.
Cy
Cyrellys wrote:
My analysis in the absence of anyone else: (honestly) it looks like a small person who walks on the balls of their feet, wears shoes out of the 1800s, is bow legged (weight distribution) and toe'd in. Poor soul is out in 9 degrees Fahrenheit weather, leaping from bathroom windows? To go where? Is a cup of warm java waiting for him when he/she gets there? Will his/her people need him/her as badly when that person gets there as when they sent for him/her/it?
Does that person like their job?
One might wonder.
Cy
Always, the wondering...
Java? Knock first, thanks, but I do have some on standby.. Heck, I better start keeping a bowl of berries around as well. Shadows are free to help themselves to the fresh fruit no one seems to eat here. Grin.
I think I may have ruled out the walking backwards theory as the pointed toes should have left more pressure/compression. And then, there is that heel drag and shuffling that could be related to the Teacher-Whites in the video. Regardless, I had to amp up my already tweaked insights-of-oddness recently.
I was comforted that they were not Cloven-feet, ya know.
Is the portal of destiny opened? Who can tell anymore. I have been piecing together, stitching patiently, the series of events over the last few years like a master weaver. Still, I have to grin at the absurdity of some things, like protectorates, and big brothers taking care of little ole me. I have resigned myself to the universal mysteries swirling around doing my best to digest their contents. Until there is a physical manifestation, physicality as in a touchable-type, I have to ride the rail of neutrality.
Here at OM I do need to guard my mind as well. Free will is mine to feel out. Guiding free will could be more of a 'design'. Designed by whom - is the greater question that present no easy answers from forthright ones. There are always two sides to every coin. What one sees is not always representative of its other half. All tales can be told from different viewpoints, but it does make me ponder deeply. How deep?
Do the Whites have poets or is it always melting thyroid glands with space-sticks that shock and blind?
I like your thinking. I wish I had a full set of my own concrete answers. But like yourself, I only have bits and pieces of observations and experiences.
Yes, I'm rather glad they weren't cloven feet too, although if ET were related to deer, elk, or prairie goats (pronghorn) it might throw quite a wrench in our construct of beliefs, would it not? Would our driving of automobiles in the presence of such creatures improve on that account alone if it were true?
Since they wear boots, we can say at least we have that much in common initially, and it might be an indication that we somehow have even more in common; a person could reason.
Discovering that sort of thing and whatever might be related to it, is an adventure. I like adventures. I more readily grab the adventure books off the shelf than I do the soap operas or the demented horror genre.
In the scheme of long thoughts, a universe of adventures is more appealing to me in every way. It is something to look forward to. Although I wouldn't demand someone feel they must hike through snow in 9 degree winter weather to communicate that on my account.
And going so far as doing the streak through the 2nd floor bathroom, to bolt out a window, while someone showers, just to avoid using the perfectly decent front door, like sanity would generally suggest as a better idea, is icing on the cake. Talk about a bid for attention. Geez ET! We're not THAT obtuse! But it is entertaining to see you go to so much trouble for us. ROFL. (*that's my favorite part of the story.)
Now why would that be my favorite part of the story? Because it says, mankind is not the only specie in the universe capable of playing the oddball. Imagine, another race out there somewhere who could give Jim Carey (prominent actor of comedy) a run for his money? Greys? Tall Whites? After that statement neither might own up to the streaking anytime soon, lol. So maybe I shouldn't say things like that, but I just can't help myself...too many years under my belt watching absurd goings ons (poor grammar intended in good humor).
Cy
Question of the Day: Did ET wear clothing when streaking through the bathroom? (imagining hearing distant folk tune 'The Streak' while watching imaginary replay of event - mental jumping jacks on my part.)
Yes, I'm rather glad they weren't cloven feet too, although if ET were related to deer, elk, or prairie goats (pronghorn) it might throw quite a wrench in our construct of beliefs, would it not? Would our driving of automobiles in the presence of such creatures improve on that account alone if it were true?
Since they wear boots, we can say at least we have that much in common initially, and it might be an indication that we somehow have even more in common; a person could reason.
Discovering that sort of thing and whatever might be related to it, is an adventure. I like adventures. I more readily grab the adventure books off the shelf than I do the soap operas or the demented horror genre.
In the scheme of long thoughts, a universe of adventures is more appealing to me in every way. It is something to look forward to. Although I wouldn't demand someone feel they must hike through snow in 9 degree winter weather to communicate that on my account.
And going so far as doing the streak through the 2nd floor bathroom, to bolt out a window, while someone showers, just to avoid using the perfectly decent front door, like sanity would generally suggest as a better idea, is icing on the cake. Talk about a bid for attention. Geez ET! We're not THAT obtuse! But it is entertaining to see you go to so much trouble for us. ROFL. (*that's my favorite part of the story.)
Now why would that be my favorite part of the story? Because it says, mankind is not the only specie in the universe capable of playing the oddball. Imagine, another race out there somewhere who could give Jim Carey (prominent actor of comedy) a run for his money? Greys? Tall Whites? After that statement neither might own up to the streaking anytime soon, lol. So maybe I shouldn't say things like that, but I just can't help myself...too many years under my belt watching absurd goings ons (poor grammar intended in good humor).
Cy
Question of the Day: Did ET wear clothing when streaking through the bathroom? (imagining hearing distant folk tune 'The Streak' while watching imaginary replay of event - mental jumping jacks on my part.)
I think they may have stopped back by for a small giggle-fest the other night... Auditory in nature. The dog was unpleased with the performance and growled into the darkend hallway from the overwatch position next to me... Hopefully, the dogs senses were as nautre intended and not conscripted to the MK's or her overzealous manner to sound the alarm.
Universe: Make sure those big baby blue eyed kids don't 'borrow' the keys to my vehicle. On second thought, I'm going to hide them. Charlie never had much luck with that endeavor.
All in good humor, of course, and just in case.....
Universe: Make sure those big baby blue eyed kids don't 'borrow' the keys to my vehicle. On second thought, I'm going to hide them. Charlie never had much luck with that endeavor.
All in good humor, of course, and just in case.....
Do you suppose they came back in by the same window? Who woulda thunk that your shower might be constructed in the middle of galactic interstate 5? I might suppose it presents a chicken or the egg question...which came first? Their traffic or your shower? Of course if the it's all about a bid for attention like every good teenager knows is life's priority, then the question is moot.
I say trust your dog. Dog isn't stupid and probably knows more about the comings and goings than anyone else other than ET.
I say trust your dog. Dog isn't stupid and probably knows more about the comings and goings than anyone else other than ET.
Great! The proverbial Cosmic egging of the house? Nothing to clean up is the least one could ask for. I dont worry about Hair, for the record. I worry about others hair. Perhaps I'll stop sending postcards into the vortex of deep thoughts to be on the safe side. That must be like pinging a Russian Sub - I suspect.
Keep well, all.
Keep well, all.
Bard wrote:Great! The proverbial Cosmic egging of the house? Nothing to clean up is the least one could ask for. I dont worry about Hair, for the record. I worry about others hair. Perhaps I'll stop sending postcards into the vortex of deep thoughts to be on the safe side. That must be like pinging a Russian Sub - I suspect.
Keep well, all.
mmm, well the Russians seem to be enjoying being in the middle of the story right now. Putin seems bent on looking like an old style heroic Knight Templar, complete with high horse and a cool sword dedicated to protecting the cup, back before they became overrun by the Illuminati. See my thread for the details or you can catch it at ScaRZ's.
So I don't think pinging is all that bad. It's slowly getting everyone at the same table. Btw, the anonymous promoter of the 2008 meeting event is hard at work here the last two three days. I notice he goes at it every time they appear to be actively moving the ball downhill. I called him on a slightly condescending tone to his first post of the day via a BCC email to a handful of folks known for having active surveillance of their emails. And within the hour he got back to me with what is a lovely example of high skilled metaphorical apology. I sent back 'apology accepted'.
Shrug.
Anyway, the various participants not just ET are really on the move this month and have already made significant progress. Perhaps ET is responding to that? I wish it were more clear which group of ETs is behind your experience. It would explain a few things.
Read between the lines here:
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google grenada extraterrestrial
and go to the originating link and look at where Rogers was two years ago. Tenth anyone?
and go to the originating link and look at where Rogers was two years ago. Tenth anyone?
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