FREQUENCIES TRAVELER DECEMBER 8--15, 2016 "They're chemtrailing-- contrailing -- again"... I am pointing my camera at the sky. It is about 5:30 PM and I am at a local Burger King. "So... skywriting?... 'Surrender, Dorothy?'" Anyone might be tempted to ask. "Cloud seeding? Watering the poppy fields of Oz?" Another logical mind trying to make sense of what we were seeing more frequently. Could we even say that we were seeing chemtrailing aircraft (Manned? Drones?) daily or even say several times daily? And, with a minimum of two aircraft each time, crossing contrailed paths in the currently blue skies -- could we not say that, as well. "Directing climate change 'attacks' on quaranteened neighborhoods? OUR neighborhood? USA? DEWs? Mitigation of weather extremes or training for such mitigation?" We are all beginning to entertain the same probabilities. "Melting and resurrecting floating icebergs above our houses in the sky instead of ... or in addition to... the icebergs which are supposedly melting in the Arctic Ocean? Resurrecting the icebergs and remelting them again, repeatedly? Over the same targets? Icebergs in the sky are clouds which will melt to become rain or freeze in the atmosphere and land on surfaces as snow or sleet or hale or ice." "So, the new Arctic? Where ever in the skies one creates floating icebergs and then convects them?" You venture. "A play on words... or on contractual arrangements?" Someone else adds. "The New Arctic? Where ever?" "Trade winds. Jet streams," you say. "I find the choice of terms interesting. Jets they may well be, those flying machines above me, manned by incarnate human beings -- homo sapiens sapiens -- or by drones. Would the drones...if they were drones... would the drones be self-instructing? Driven by remote control? Directed by Google techs or by other drones?" "And, 'trade winds' -- what? -- world trade agreements? You can have some of my warm winds and I'll have some of your cold winds? I attack with wind 'storms' ... tell me, would I use 'Storm Troopers?'... and you 'exchange' or 'trade fire' with your own wind-push back at me or with your own wind storm? I can imagine being the ones who are either mutual targets or have been bio-located and used as wormhole tunnels on the pathways of the storm trade being tracked... storm tracking? I used to think... I thought... that trade meant that our country was trading with other countries in coffee beans or Persian Rugs..." "The misuse of terminology for the purpose of deception is surely a military type of evasive maneuver, designed for hit-and-run attacks and plausible deniability afterwards, should the events backfire financially, legally, or politically." I said. One thought was leading to another and ideas were forming... "I thought! Thought! I...thought... had -- have -- 'thought!' 'Controlled' thought, though? Channeled thought? Stolen or crippled thought? Watching these floating icebergs, using my thoughts and forming ideas, banal or controversial... I find that the better question for this moment is -- while we are questioning everything: Is my 'thought' my unique and original self-generated element?" I could see the link. I continued. "Is my 'thought' in the same category as the 'air that I breathe,' albeit quaranteened air. Is my 'thought' in the same category as the 'wind in my sails?' Is my 'thought' in the same category with the radio broadcasts, internet, or television shows? Is my 'thought' in the same category as electricity, gas, nuclear energy facilities, hydro or other power sources?" You look as if you have begun to realize where I am going with my point. "When I've lost my 'train of thought,' who do I call? The Federal Trade Commission -- FTC? ...The Federal Communications Commission -- FCC? ... Nuclear Regulatory Commission -- NRC?... The Environmental Protection Agency -- EPA?... The Department of Energy -- DOE?... The Department of Transportation -- DOT?... The local Lost And Found?... The Pound? Most folks have traditionally called psychics or psychiatrists or psychologists. They may call herbalists, naturapaths, midwives or shamans, nutrition specialists or religious teachers. A little gingko biloba for clarity or plant rosemary at your gate and add it to your bread or meat for remembrance. Eat more 'brain food.' Brain food!... a concept. Brain food... for 'lightbeings....'" I paused. Another day that week, I am absorbing the rays of afternoon winter-ish sun. It is late Autumn in December as I sit in the warmth of the sun shining through the pane glass of a Taco Bell dining room. Warmed and recharging, I am remembering.... "Where would that dragonfly be on such a cold day? Perhaps, I should be looking for flying wooly mammoths these days? Would a Pterodactyl fly in such temperatures?" I am thinking aloud. "Deceased," you say. "Pterodactyls and summer's flyers are not alive now. They've gone to ground," you add. "Dead or alive -- sleeping or transforming -- reincarnating later or transfiguring?..." I look at everybody in the dining room. "But... but... transfiguring?... transfiguration?... Are you hoping for the same body again? A change of apparency? A spirit-only return?" I continue. "To where did your former self's thought... dragonfly's thought... pterodactyl's thought... to where did these thoughts go? To ground? To space? To me or to you?" "To eternity," is your response. Not letting you off the hook that easily, I query: "'Eternity of Time?' 'Eternity of Space?' 'Eternity of Space-Time?' 'Eternity -- the continuum?' Are they one and the same thing? Or... or does a continuum -- maybe more than one -- exist within a larger context of 'eternity?' Is the continuum a construct, then? Is thought an element or a construct or construction material or life in its own context?" I hoped I sounded clear. "Those chemtrails... or contrails... will be clouds later -- floating sky icebergs. The sun or another type of warming force... let's say, convective in nature... some type of natural or technological warming agent... will melt them somewhere Somewhere, it will become cloudy. Somewhere, it will get precipitation. Maybe it will be rain or mist. Maybe ice or snow. Could be fog." I look to see your faces. "'Forces of Nature,'" you say. "But," I pursue. "But, who or what is 'Nature?' Nature has forces... elements. Does Nature also have flying monkeys and streams of chemicals... chemtrails... from jets?" I am waiting to hear you remind me of flying mammals and marsupials and various Old World creatures from the past... but, you have let that opportunity slide, at least for now. "Is my own personal cloudy or foggy thinking process a result of the forces of Nature alone? An element of Nature? What, then, is the nature of Nature? What is the nature of thought? What is a 'natural event?' What is a 'natural talent or gift?' What is a 'natural psychic?' What is a 'natural lightbeing?'" "'Light-Being-Ness...?'" NEXT PAGE Copyright 2016-2022. Asha of Antares.Asha Ariel Aleia.All Rights Reserved. Background courtesy: Asha Ariel Aleia | |||||