We live in a terrarium
The sun is a heat lamp

The stars are just decorations on the ceiling
Lights on a circuit board giving us the illusion of infinite space

The sky is actually a scaled roof shaped like a dome
About 250 miles up at the center

It vibrates a low frequency hum
Because of the electrons streaming through it

Crystal ice with a glassy appearance forms on the outer edge of our cell wall
Which is a bio mechanical membrane

Operation Fishbowl tried to penetrate it
By shooting missiles of tungsten and titanium conglomerates into it
Which only cracked the outer glass
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The stress fracture resembled a jagged glowing spiderweb
Blood like fluid gushed from the bleeding wound
And the hum became a slow rhythmic vibration
Like a heartbeat
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As planetary orbs are magnetically drawn to the center axis
The heavens become the Theatre of the Gods
Who interact with each other electrically at close proximity to us

Religion and myth is born
And humans try to placate the wrathful deities

The ones with ill intentions do not fare well
The elite know this and that is why they are trying to break on through to the other side
Some of them are sliders who go up the axis and get transported to other realms of existence

Death is the easiest way out
The ancient Atlantean giants were able to vibrate their way out
Our souls are meant to experience an infinite number of existences and outcomes

Pechora formerly a part of Tartaria is one of hundreds of vacated towns in the Russian arctic tundra
Its infrastructure is remarkably well preserved
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The radiation belt is thinning
The sun is getting hotter
The aurora borealis is brightening

The permafrost is melting
And trees are growing again in the Arctic Tundra

The fake Apollo missions the phony International Space Station and the ridiculous Mars landings
Are probably just diversions as they send up expeditions to see if the outer wall of the firmament is expiring
While most all of the other towns have been reduced to their foundation