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Who am I?

I am an obscure great-great-grandson of Oscar Adolphe Barcelo & Eugenie Beaudry of MontrΓ©al.

And I am an equally obscure great-grandson of George Henry Leandre Barcelo & Sarah Anne Bird of Winnipeg (Manitoba) and Langdon (North Dakota).

Tuesday, 5 March 2024

A Big Spash in the Dark Night

It was 10 p.m. before I was to bed last evening, with my cellphone set for 1:30 a.m. to get me up for a five-mile+ walk.

When that time arrived, I rose to see that my eldest stepson was not yet to bed, but not too much later I did see that the downstairs was all in darkness and I would not have to be sneaking away on my walk.

I was feeling lacking. My route seemed so oppressively boring.

I saw online that it was a couple or so degrees below freezing out there, so I dressed warmly. Fully clothed, I weighed about 190 pounds.

At 2:14 a.m. I was on my way, finding it relatively foggy.

There was no inclination within me whatsoever to stop at the elementary school playground for some dank and gloomy exercising, so I justified that I could just exercise later in our backyard tool shed when my younger brother left around 10:10 a.m. to pick up his girlfriend Bev and drive her to work.

As for my route, I seized upon the untried walk I have been considering for several weeks now ─ to head along Fraser Highway all the way to the 152nd Street Fleetwood area (Google Map) to determine precisely where were located both a Save-On-Foods that sold wine, as well as the area's local government liquor store.

I have been nurturing notions of making that trek during business hours some day, but thus far have not done so due to the uncertainty of precisely where those two businesses were located ─ I did not want to go there during some busy day and frustrate myself with my intolerance for street traffic and people everywhere, burning myself out and returning home in defeat with nothing to show for the venture except the walk.

To gain some perspective on the ambition involved in that walk, I was taking to Fraser Highway at its terminus at King George Boulevard (Google Map). If you like, just start scrolling along that highway until it finally crosses 152nd Street. You should notice that essentially between 140th and 148th Streets, there are no buildings, for there is only forest on each side of the highway.

At that time of night, it was relatively quiet. At times there were no vehicles in sight nor within sound whatsoever. Sometimes it was surreal, with only the nearest enormous tree trunks visible in the deep dark of the thick forest.

I was to experience a considerable shock just when I was reaching the end of the forest at 148th Street. At the time, I was trekking along the 'top' or north side of Fraser Highway.

I did not realize it, but there was evidently some deep water at one spot adjacent to the sidewalk and in the dark at the forest's edge. I learned of this because suddenly there was an enormous splash and a very obvious upsurge of the water resulting from it that ─ had the splash been more oblique and not precisely vertical ─ would have gotten me wet.

I did not stop, but attempting to find some calm for my nerves, I spoke aloud inquisitively but in soft drawn-out modulation, "What the heck are you?"

Honestly, I don't know what it was. My brother later speculated that maybe I startled a beaver. I know that it was not an animal like a coyote, for a coyote would not have plunged into deep water and submerged out of sight.

It was definitely an eerie experience, and at the time I had to retain a grasp upon logic because part of me was not imagining what may have just leapt into the water; rather, the nearly superstitious part of me was almost imagining what might instead me launching itself out of the water, much like an alligator might when on the attack.

I was almost glad to be at the practical end of the forest.

As for the two businesses, I eventually did track them both down, so now I know exactly where they are. I even saw that there was a 24-hour Shoppers Drug Mart ─ I had no idea that there were 24-hour outlets of that chain.

Free to begin my walk back, I checked the time and saw it to be 3:31 a.m. Now I was going to time how long it would take me to get back home.

Well, so much for that. Just a partial block from King George Boulevard, I suddenly came upon Charles "Stickman", whom I had not noticed until it was too late to avoid him ─ I have no idea why I did not see him sooner.

Charles lives in his own encampment somewhere in the forest, and has done so for at least a couple of years. This was to be my third encounter with him, although I have managed to avoid him a number of times since he and I last discoursed.

He's a nice fellow, but he seems to have a physics education and dwells overmuch upon concepts that are too bizarre for me to even attempt to detail because I simply have no idea what he is seeking to convey.

Fortunately, he was very tired, and complaining of a bad headache. Still, we did engage for quite some while, and I had to give us an out a couple of times before he seized upon the opportunity to part company and make his way to wherever he has his 'home'.

In turn, I headed on my way in the opposite direction, finding my knees to have seized up badly from just idly standing around for so damned long. Nonetheless, betimes I did some hobbling jogging when I was better able to walk, for I was anxious to get home.

It was 5:09 a.m. when finally I did make it home, but without knowing how long I was held up with Charles, that time is otherwise meaningless.

As for Fleetwood, I cannot see myself making that trek during business hours. The incessant traffic would just be too overwhelming for me ─ there would be absolutely no peace.

But at least I now know what is there.

I now do not remember when it was that I returned to bed, but it had to have been past 6 a.m. Maybe even more like 6:30 a.m., for I remember that I was awake well ahead of 8 a.m., but attempted one further bout of sleep. I did not exactly succeed, but I rested deeply and upon seeing that it was nearing 8:30 a.m., I chose to rise then, believing that I had not been in bed quite two full hours.

I correctly believed that my brother was probably already downstairs watching T.V.

I was not to join him until maybe nigh 9:15 a.m., and quickly enough got his invitation to put our Android TV Box to work.

I led us off with a short (6:55) addition earlier today to BitChute's TheWarAgainstYou channel: "JEWS FOUNDED AND ESTABLISHED THE PORN INDUSTRY".

There is something about Jews, Money and Dirty Unethical Practices and Crime.
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IT IS ALL COVERED UP
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AND YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TALK ABOUT IT, BECAUSE YOU ARE RACIST IF YOU DO
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March 5th, 2024
Death to the New World Order

That was certainly unimpressive to either of us.

The next video was 10 minutes, and it was somewhat intriguing, but also phoney. It had been added on February 27 to BitChute's Armed Patriot channel: Another Jew Tunnel System ?

Guy walking in park stumbles across this hole , turns out to be a tunnel system linking to strange rooms .........., Strange and VERY creepy! An easy place to pick off Children to go make their sick satanic rituals !

Eze 8:16  And he brought me into the inner court of the LORD'S house, and, behold, at the door of the temple of the LORD, between the porch and the altar, were about five and twenty men, with their backs toward the temple of the LORD, and their faces toward the east; and they worshipped the sun toward the east.
Eze 8:17  Then he said unto me, Hast thou seen this, O son of man? Is it a light thing to the house of Judah that they commit the abominations which they commit here? for they have filled the land with violence, and have returned to provoke me to anger: and, lo, they put the branch to their nose.


Video made by CyberGnostic
https://www.bitchute.com/channel/cybergnosticproductions/


✠ GOTT MIT UNS ✠

Let's get real ─ it was 100% bogus. The last thing someone would do who had discovered a mysterious seemingly endless set of lit stairways steadily descending on a gradient deep into the Earth would be to return the very next day ─ still entirely alone, and with only a cellphone to record with ─ and then go exploring.

It was contrived ─ a work of fiction. And why did the video end so unceremoniously?

The clown producing the thing would have returned with buddies for backup, and there would have been plenty who would have been interested if he was not a known hoaxter.

And how on Earth did this have anything to do with Jews and child sacrifice? The 'explorer' never uttered a thing about any of that.

Not impressed!

My third video choice was better, but exceptionally short ─ not two minutes (1:43); and had also been added early today, this time to Rumble's WTFLouie channel: CHRIS SKY - Absolute smoking gun evidence of vaccine deaths 04-Mar-2024.

(As if there isn't enough out there anyway)....
4x vaccinated young adults in British survey of 18 to 39 up to 300% more chance of death vs unvaccinated.
Crimes against humanity and worldwide treason!!
Hang em all!!


UTK COMMENT:- I'd say the REAL figures would be higher than 300% because if someone dies of a heart attack from the 'vaccine' (genocidal
Bioweapon) then they shall put it down as a 'heart attack'.
https://www.bitchute.com/video/9RANxslLOl6v/

Fortunately, my last video choice was a home run. It was streamed yesterday to Rumble's mariazeee channel: Maria Zeee LIVE @ 6PM AEDT Monday! X, Psyops, News Alerts & Live Chat.

It exceeded 1½ hours (1:38:41), but Maria was on fire and spot on! In fact, I have never seen her in better form.

My brother betook himself for some bed rest following that video; I fixed up my day's first meal and was still seated here at my computer when he sallied forth and left for the day to socialize.

Of course, I had my usual early afternoon nap, but rarely do they leave me feeling anything like invigorated. This was no exception.

The day was fairly sunny, and that never helps.

I am determined that I shall be venturing forth early enough this evening that I will comfortably be arriving at the government liquor store about two miles hence before its 9 p.m. closure. I will buy a further dozen cans of Cariboo Malt (8% alcohol), and be free to sit up late this evening watching some shows with my brother and enjoying two or three cans of the beer.

I have just finished watching an episode of 21 Thunder ─ episode seven ("Together We Part"). And now there is just one episode to go.

The four main streaming apps I use in our Android TV Box failed me, so I had to resort to a Yandex search and found the episode at this link at FMoviesz.to.

It is already 7:30 p.m., so I had best begin readying for my outing. My brother will most likely be home by the time I have returned, so I am going to consider this post complete and publish it now.

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