Mind Control

Due to transgression last evening, instead of properly getting to bed early enough in order to log in sufficient bed time to make rising at 1:45 a.m. palatable in readying for my planned five-mile walk, I was not to get to bed until several minutes after 11 p.m.

Following publication of that day's blog post, I had watched an episode of Black Lightning and then a women's MMA match while having some supper.

When my cellphone alarm chimed at 1:45 a.m., I was actually conscious after having slept a little, so I somewhat reluctantly rose and began readying for the outing.

It was 2:16 a.m. by the time I was on my way. It became quickly apparent that I had no legs ─ that is, was lacking vigour, and there was more stagger than usual to my weary walk.

Notwithstanding, I made my usual stop early into the walk for six sets of pull-ups and chin-ups at an elementary school playground; and after removing my jacket, I managed my unremarkable regular performance of four repetitions in the first set, and two in each of the remaining five sets with a 10-count hold at full elevation in the very last pull-up.

I did not weigh myself before leaving home, but I did as soon as I was back ─ with my jacket off, I was 192 or 193 pounds. (Yesterday morning I managed the same totals out in the backyard tool shed after first weighing in at about 188 pounds for that session.)

There was only a slight coolness to the night air, and the sky was littered with very wispy cloud.

I was to find more people abroad than is typical. And one of them was Charles ("Stickman") ─ I wrote about him in my July 3 post, I believe it was.

I did not know that it was Charles at the time. I was a short distance along 100th Avenue after having crossed 140th Street (Google Map) with 148th Street as my destination. All I could tell was that there was someone well ahead of me, but I could not tell if he was coming my way or heading in the same direction ─ we were both on the 'bottom' side of 100th Avenue as one looks at that Google Map.

I am neither abroad to meet people, make friends, nor give away my money, so I crossed over to the other side of 100th Avenue. It did not take long at all to see that the figure appeared to also be walking in the direction of 148th Street, but doing so abominably slowly, constantly stopping.

By then I realized that it was Charles, for he was bearing his typical staff, a pole seven or eight feet in length. Charles is homeless, I believe, and lives somewhere in the Green Timbers Urban Forest.

I did not wish to become involved with Charles ─ I had no time. But I had to dawdle and walk quietly so as not to alert Charles. It was not until I was beyond Lena Shaw Elementary School and onto 100th Avenue that I finally had some treed cover shielding me from his view. I then hustled until I reached the paved walkway that you can see identified as a trail stretching along 100th Avenue from 144th Street (Google Map) to 148th Street.

I did not follow that 'upper' walkway all the way to 148th Street, for I was able to determine that Charles seemed to have more or less disappeared from view ─ perhaps he diverged into Green Timbers Access (Google Map). Whatever the case, I did eventually cross back to the 'lower' side of 100th Avenue and never saw any sign of Charles in the distance thereafter.

Some time later as I was walking Green Timbers Way after departing from 96th Avenue (Google Map), I saw what proved to be three people coming in my direction, so I crossed to the opposite side of Green Timbers Way. Not until we were abreast and I was advancing past them did the three notice me ─ two men and a woman. They looked to be possible drug addicts ─ the two men were sort of hunched and may both have been hooded, while the woman looked ... well, far beyond her best years.

She was likely the one who noticed me, and called out to know who I was ─ they may have been living at or around a rehabilitation / subsidized residential facility at Foxglove Drive & Green Timbers Way (Google Map), and wondered if they knew me.

Without stopping, I assured her that I was not known to them. She then called out that her name was Shirley, so I identified my first name.

She said more, but by then I was getting out of earshot of her rather hoarse voice. None of the three looked like they could have hustled across the street, let alone pursued me ─ they appeared to be true street people.

I am spending longer on this narrative than I want, so I will speak no more of the walk. It was 4:18 a.m. by the time I was back outside the locked front door, so I had been gone just over two hours. My eldest stepson ─ who had not been home when I left ─ was now back and seated at the dining table watching videos or something on a tablet or laptop. I could see that from outside.

We did not communicate. I came into the house and went directly upstairs to my bedroom. I may have been back to bed by 5:15 - 5:20 a.m.

Later in the morning I thought that I was getting up very shortly after 8 a.m., but much later I was to discover that it had really been an hour later than that.

My younger brother and I only watched one video on T.V. (via our Android TV Box) this morning ─ a two-hour addition just today to Rumble's mariazeee channel: Hope & Tivon - Technology Behind Mind Control, IoB, Hacking Humans EXPOSED!

Recent UN and WEF documents are focusing on setting up the prison planet grid infrastructure. Part of this grid is to connect the bodies of human beings to the internet so that we can be controlled. Researchers Hope & Tivon join Maria Zeee to discuss their discovery of a body of work that discloses what the technology is that does this, how it works, and what the plans are for rolling it out.

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References for the information presented by Hope & Tivon can be found via this link: https://www.ftwproject.com/orgonite-blog/how-they-hook-up-human-bodies-to-the-internet-using-6g-7g-terahertz-satellites-and-graphene-nanotech-in-the-covid-injections/ref/468

There was a whole lot there! Even so, I am tempted to post the video to my Facebook account.

The rest of the day was fairly usual. I had my day's first meal before seeking a nap, and my brother finished his bed rest at some point while I was abed and left for the day to socialize.

We had a sunny day, so perhaps around 2:24 p.m. I was out in the backyard to sun ─ I am unsure of the length of time. Seventy-five ... 80 minutes?

I left at least one common green bottle fly unable to do aught but fly for two or three inches ─ the damned things will just not stay clear of me! I couldn't tell if I managed to kill any.

Upon coming back into the house ─ oh, this is too long. It is after 8:30 p.m., and I have another early walk planned overnight, so I have no intention of resisting a proper bedtime.

I only want to say that I had a bath early this evening, and surprised myself with a naked weight of no more than 185 pounds. It has been months since I have managed to get so low ... but it is not likely to last.

A nice surprise was finding that my youngest stepson has left me two pieces of delicious pizza for my supper!