Carol, Dooney & our local friends, Lynn and Deralee, recently spent a weekend building three customized orgonite cloudbusters in our hangar. A few years ago, when Carol and I were getting metal from a recycler, she saw a 10″ diameter copper tube and got pretty excited about using it for cloudbusters so on her instructions I cut it in three equal lengths, sealed off the bottoms with plywood and made spacers for the pipes.
She made a list of the gems that she included and all three have been sitting in the shop without the long pipes for about a month. When a forest fire in Montana threatened to make Steve and Dooney homeless (again) about a week after these were built Dooney psychically called on the energy of these CBs and feels sure that it helped prevent the fire from reaching them. Carol also has the impression that these will always be connected with each other, no matter how far apart they eventually will be.
The reason I mentioned this is because during an evening when I was away, last week, a big military helicopter hovered over the hangar and slowly moved over the house at a dangerously low altitude. It’s dangerous because the buildings are surrounded by tall trees and helicopters can’t safely land. Non-military and non-sewer-rat pilots stay a lot higher over such obstacles.
Her immediate impression was that they were checking out the new CBs and when she ran outside to get a look at the intruder she saw an instrument pod attached to an arm that was sticking out the side of the fuselage. It had gotten dark but the lights on the chopper showed that pod and arm. The last time we saw a chopper like that was during the time we first gave orgonite to dolphins in early 2001. I had set up our first orgonite cloudbuster with pipe extensions and aimed it at the perpetual thunderhead that sat over the underground base south of Miami. At the time, we were in the Florida Keys. It only took a few hours to erase that thunderhead, then a chopper slowly came over the campground, obviously hunting back and forth for the CB and that one also had a big instrument pod sitting on the end of an arm extended from the fuselage. If memory serves, I quickly dismantled the CB when I saw the sewer rats coming ;-). They hovered a long time over our campsite.
I mentioned 2003 in the title because after a flyover I posted a notice that the next time a chopper comes within range, I’m going to shoot a crossbow bolt that has the end of a roll of surveyor tape attached to it. DB had told me that when surveyor tape gets drawn up into a chopper’s rotor the friction gradually causes the rotor to slow, then the pilot is forced to land nearby. It’s been fourteen years since our last chopper intrusion so I guess the sewer rats read my postings, haha. They evidently knew I wasn’t going to be home that evening.
Thanks for the nice confirmation, you federal cretins! 😉