I like to post about our weird stuff from time to time because a lot of people enjoy reading about it and a few people who have such experiences like to have some confirmation that they're not losing their minds Cool

We moved back into our previous house at the airfield in Athol, Idaho, last month and it was very stressful because we had been living in a bigger house, 12 miles away, and had to account for all the stuff we'd bought in the previous three years to fill the rooms in that one. It took us over a month but now that it's done I dragged Carol up to Nelson, BC, so we could go to the nearby hot spring for some recuperation. After our session yesterday evening, while we were in the dressing rooms, Carol had one of her 'flash' visions and saw blood running down her legs to her bare feet. She wasn't going to put her socks on so to 'void' the vision she put socks on. When she was telling me about it she explained that when the sewer rats implant visions intended to terrify or neutralize someone they do it in increments, which is how any parasite operates. The 'flash' visions are clear warnings and guidance, in her experience. When she has flash visions about me I take them seriously and act on them. One time I decided not to fly my plane when that happened, for instance. A lot of us have this sort of guidance, especially when we're out in the field destroying the poisonous corporate world order's 'food supply' with our orgonite. It doesn't often happen as a distinct vision, of course, which is why we all need to pay strict attention to our hunches and act on them.

Her impression from the event was that on our way back to Nelson we could be in a car wreck and she would be hurt or killed. There were very few people at the hot spring because the 'cave' was closed for a couple of weeks and only the pool was available so it was easy to take note of people around us. People go to that one on account of the cave where the hottest water is (and in which Carol and other psychics met an anciently departed native healer) & we weren't aware that the cave would be closed. The mineral deposits build up pretty fast in the cave and it has to be excavated regularly. There's a lot of lithium in the water, which is just what we want for relaxing now so the less desirable pool is good enough.

When we got to the nearly empty parking lot a man was sitting in a big pickup truck with its engine running and when we left, he got right behind us, pretty close. At the first opportunity, Carol pulled off the road and made him pass. We saw him a few minutes later, parked off the other side of the road. Her impression was that this was the fellow who was probably instructed to force us off the road an an appropriate place. The road near the hotspring was kind of tortuous because the mountains are steep, there, and border Lake Kootenay and when someone comes out of the hot spring he/she is a little woozy from the lithium. During a previous visit someone had almost entirely detached my rear bumper while we were in the spring--pretty typical NSA/CIA prank. The Brits invented and control all of the American, Arab and Israeli sewer rat agencies so of course they have free rein in Canada. Today, we'll finish up at the spring before it gets dark Cool.

Very shortly after the fellow passed us Carol saw what looked like a big dog that had been hit by a car but when she got closer she realized it was an enormous black wolf, lying prone and relaxed on the far edge of the two-lane road with its head up. As we passed, he turned to watch her and the light reflected from his retinas. While it was happening, I was looking in the other direction, unfortunately, but she felt it was a good omen; a clear confirmation of her warning vision. She said that all wild animals are good omens.

I mentioned stoplights as an attention grabber and last week I got some more confirmation that she routinely does this. North of Coeur d'Alene, Idaho, where we live, there are a few stoplights along four-lane federal highway 95 and because the speed limit is 55 and 65 there is a yellow light about a quarter mile from each one that starts flashing in advance of the traffic light turning from green to yellow. This gives someone time to slow down and prepare to stop for the red light. She was driving at the time and the yellow light started flashing well before we reached it. I've timed those lights to recognize how close I need to be when it starts flashing before I can get through the intersection during a yellow light and this time we would definitely not have time for that. As we passed the yellow light I noticed that it had simply stopped flashing and when we passed under the traffic light it was still green. She just does that automatically but when she causes all the lights on that highway through the city to stay green on days with heavy traffic she can't seem to resist mentioning it to me.

She taught DB to do that on the day we were returning to his home from our horrific experience at Devil's Punchbowl in August, 2004 and DB quickly parlayed that skill into directly interfering with the electronics on the sewer rats' omnipresent helicopters, evidently causing one of them to crash. Our very reliable old friend, Ryan, witnessed it a few days later while he was DB's guest and told us about it. The crash wasn't even reported in the news, though it happened on a hillside in view of a pretty big city in LA County. That's how much the enemy crave secrecy Wink. I don't think he did that again. Carol never feels inclined to interfere with the enemy in any way that they interfere with us all. We can't defeat them unless we genuinely love them but we certainly do need to defeat them as soon as possible.