A TORTUOUS CIRCUIT...
(begun Thursday 28th April at 1.10am..)
The particular combination of frequencies being pumped into our home at this hour, makes it preferable to come chat with you here for a while, rather than to try and get back to sleep.. *shrugs...
Are the identical unregulated frequencies flooding into the Paramedic's home right now, or the Ward Councillor's cousin's house, both of whom are on the same circuit as us? Are any of the Congolese tenants now living in Kasim's house down at No. 2, starting to feel the physical effects of all the magic in the air? *interested...
Did Dilshaad's ongoing back problem improve dramatically once they'd relocated across the Highway to Sandringham Place? *fingers crossed...
All valid questions, for it would appear that very often, pre-existing medical conditions are hugely exacerbated by the use of these unlawful frequencies.. What Bernie's son Gary went through before he finally died, is anyone's guess, but I doubt he had a clue of the risks he was exposing himself to, when he first signed on to the Sherwood Network, and even now his sister continues to obligingly run the requested signal enhancers on cue, despite that I'm betting odds it makes her parents aches and pains that much worse....
I took the little dog outside for a pee some ten minutes ago.. No wirelessed 'nunu' devices kicked in, nor was there the familiar wireless song buzzing out across the valley from the Convent.. Only the steady far-away rumble of some seriously big machinery, beyond the hill...
At 1.36am, I was back here at the desk, when what sounded like a bulp popping went off nearby.. *blinks.. Something attached to der Bunker?
Funny that... I was out on the verandah yesterday morning, feeding the birds at 6.05am, and the little dog was heading back along the garden path in the pre-dawn murk, when the same thing happened and that soft 'whoomp!' had him swinging round in his tracks, and I swear there'd been a flash of light at the same time.. Testing out a new toy o Master? Interesting, for that narrow passage-way between der Bunker and our wall is as dark as pitch, and has no visible lighting attached...
May I guess that although the wirelessed nunu device didn't emit it's noisy chirrup as I stepped out onto the verandah earlier, it did somehow alert my Area Controller to the fact that I was up and about? May I guess that for the second morning in a row he attempted to activate his new device and in his excitement he blew it again?
As it's Thursday, I'll be off out and about later on, and it's quite likely the ladder will be dragged into that little space and 'adjustments' made, while I'm away.. *winks...
Will it be third time lucky, and will his new device affect me physically? I'll keep you posted on that score...
B.Snr. mentioned yesterday that his lights have taken to tripping frequently, and that he's baffled as to the reason why.. He's checked everything that could be causing the problem and can't find a thing wrong.. More fun, Balliram? You betcha...*gags... Our lights were dipping last night, though in a rare display of self-control, we didn't lose the telly screen for once...
You may like to check out the Highway Mail, 29th April, on the front page, to see the latest outrageous catastrophe caused by the Blessed Project.. www.thehighwaymail.co.za. Moseley Park Woman Injured in Landslide.
It was actually the unfortunate Mrs. Rajmohan's neighbour's remarks that gave the game away.. Her washing machine began making a strange noise and then a tree fell over? I would guess that was quite some surge that went through their lines at that precise point? All the more reason for the extreme stealth and secrecy that blankets this wondrous Scheme, for if the Muni were held liable for all the damage and destruction they're causing for the Project, they'd be broke by morning... *vomits...
LATER at 4.15am
I'd gone back on board Cloud 9 at 2.10am, and at 2.45am came another 'whoomp!' from the identical direction as before, by der Bunker... Not the pop of a lightbulb then, but possibly something designed to pique my interest? *duly fascinated..
I fell asleep eventually and dreamed I was up at Hofmyer Heights in the old parking lot, with the two little dogs.. I'd walked right down the bottom and had looked over a railing to see grassed, fenced-off enclosures to my right.. A huge and beautifully kept mastif type dog sat alone, howling, in one, and in the next a stunning German Shepherd had gone quite mad and was digging frantically to escape from what? Up behind them in a small paddock a horse bolted up and down with the whites of it's eyes showing, and sweat pouring off it's body...
There was a small road beyond all this, and a mounted policeman came by and saw me watching the frantic animals and he took out his walkie-talkie and began speaking to someone, at which point I fled with my dogs back to the car, and woke up...
My ex-CPF Treasurer had told me on Monday night they'd had to put on of their dogs down.. Young Jinx (a beautiful X-Dobermann) had with no apparent provocation, begun attacking the oldest and most docile of their other dogs.. Jinx herself was the most timid of animals, despite her size and fearsome appearance, and I've known her for years..
A rogue gene that suddenly kicked in after all this time, or was she simply driven mad by the pain of a particular frequency being hammered relentlessly at No. 33? She tells me her other dogs are costing her a fortune in medicine for arthritis... Another condition that I would guess is shockingly exacerbated even in dogs, by our Area Controller's vile attentions... Wild assumption, or nail on head? *looks at the RF Engineer....
May I ask that you now hop back to the Highway Mail, and this time on the Readers Have Their Say page 9, scroll down to Odds and Ends and you will find the following terse message: Those felled trees were aliens. Will be replaced by indigenous. More eco-friendly.
These incidents of appalling destruction are taking place too often for me to figure out which particular killing the text sender was referring to.. They are endorsed fully by the Muni's own horticulturists, though for all the wrong reasons... The felled trees (whatever species they were), would have been blocking DLOS for the Project and had to go..
Our own Mrs. Arbuckle has certainly planted three or four new flat-crown trees in amongst the stand of doomed gumtrees across the valley.. A pitiful replacement for the gums, standing majestically against the horizon...
You're going to trot out the sanctimonious water-table crud again?
When in your young life, I'm willing to bet you've NEVER seen so much water being run off deliberately, to facilitate the invasive cabling.? Sies vir jou... What is it that now drives so many of our brighter, better educated citizens to happily join in the lies and subterfuge that make up the Surveillance Project? Were they sold the 'slaughtered in your beds' scenario, way back, and have been brainwashed into believing the technology will save the country from a blood-bath?
Our own Mac McCarthy was back on the letters page of yesterday's Mercury.. This time holding forth on His Shiny Chubbyness, Malema...*applauds the Media Manipulator, as he continues to churn out the sort of stuff we all want to hear... Siyabona we Mac... *winks...
I sometimes wonder how much it would take to persuade me to see things from your point of view... To simply overlook the fact that an orphanage has been turned into a mini base station, whose output is now controlled by an unqualified zol-puffing Cracker with a history of violent behaviour via the powerlines...
I study my broken hands with awe, and suggest that your story would have to be above average, or I won't be buying... You'd be better off creating a Trial Survivor irc channel where guinea-pigs could meet and compare the tortures they've been subjected to, in the name of salvation...
The ghoulish rubber-necking possibilities for such a room would surely be a draw-card and an amusement for the Callous? Reading of incontinence and agonising joint pains, all caused by the use of a computer program in the hands of the Foul? Enough of that...
Will my latest comment made on Michael Sutcliffe's page at www.durbanite.co.za still be there, when I look later today? Or will the site have been hacked by one of several suspects, and my post have disappeared? *interested... Mac McCarthy has invited me to air my views and I intend to do just that.. *beams...
Is Councillor Chapman safely tucked into a bunker similar to Balliram's, with a double row of bricks to deflect the worst of the frequencies? Or do his knees already give him trouble at odd hours of the day or night? Derek Bird? Symptoms of arthritis increasing daily, or, as you are among the Chosen, are you both protected from the worst excesses carried out by your local Area Controllers? *curious...
If you need advice on the best ways to protect yourselves from harmful unregulated wireless frequencies and copious doses of EMR, you could do worse than approach Warwick's colleague, Alex Christians... With his ready amiable grin and helpful demeanour, not to mention his highly-placed, if seriously suspect contacts, he would be the fellow to get in touch with.. *waves cheerfully...
Come Alex, you must have seen to it that your little ones are protected as best they can be? Unlike the witless targets attacked by your fellow Area Controllers?
LATER at 6.20am..
Whether or not the Sorcerer's Apprentice, Patrick, is off enjoying an Easter break *Oh! And a loud 'whoomp!' right now under the window has me beginning to think our Controller is really amusing himself... The GW has this minute come through to ask if I saw the flash of light and heard the noise...He 'thinks' it may have been the kitchen light but isn't sure... Shame... *
To continue... Whether Patrick has gone the way of the 23? maids employed by the Ballirams over the past 12 odd years, I couldn't say, but the GW pointed out that there was a new face working in their garden yesterday.. Also worthy of note is the smell of woodsmoke in the early hours, for the past three or four days.. I guess we have a BushDweller moved in, though whether an independent or a contract, we'll have to wait and see...
Peace..
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Thursday 28th April 2011 at 3.49pm
