Hi Folks,
March 2, a rest stop between Fort Stockton and San Antonio.
A quick thank you to those who wrote re beating my writer’s block (which I hadn’t thought of!) and opining on the Customs Carnival and the Venus burp. Some of you didn’t recall (or subscribed lately) why I couldn’t get into Mexico, so I’ll reiterate here: It’s not me, it’s my vehicle with the entry issue. Long boring story but the bottom line is that the Mexican computer thinks I still have my Ford Ranger down there (the one from Water Time), which I don’t. Even have papers to prove it. Doesn’t matter. (You’re only allowed one at a time.) The old mordida (bribe) didn’t work (twice), even up to $200.
It’s tough proving a negative when a computer disagrees.
But thanks for your concern.
Recent view from an outback site, Arizona.
I’m thinking of trying one more time, at a smaller, mellower entry point, down south in west Texas. Headed that way, chewing on the notion.
I’m actively on the road so I do not have the ‘Net time to answer personally your emails, which I normally try to do. To those who wrote me over the last couple days: consider this the best I could do. (I read all of them.)
The Venus thing. I got quite a few theories, some interesting, some… well, it’s obvious that the problem wasn’t ‘bushes in the way’ since Venus moves into the open during the clip…
But then one of you sent a piece from Moonphases.info, a paragraph of which might be it:
Moreover, an astronomer looking at Venus from Earth must be mindful of the fact that the Earth�s own atmosphere may affect how Venus appears. Particles of dust, dirt and chemicals may cause the planet to seem to shimmer, sparkle, or change color, as light reflected from Venus travels through Earth’s atmosphere. Therefore, at times the planet can seem to be going through certain changes in color and appearance; however, realistically, there are quite a few external attributes that are making it appear that way. In addition, even though it is possible to view Venus through a telescope or binoculars, it is known for giving lots of trouble to those who wish to view it in great detail. This is because Venus is located in a low altitude above the Earth�s horizon. The planet�s brightness also creates a blur for the observer and as mentioned before, its thick and cloudy atmosphere makes the surface features never visible.
I recall that the day of the videoing was a pretty bad chemtrail day, which might have also contributed to the particulate matter in the atmosphere.
Believe or not: As I exited Kansas and got nailed in a speed trap, this was on my GPS.
But I’m not so sure… To me, it looks like some electrical stuff going on.
I’m working on an important post about Electric Universe Theory. If you want to get ahead of me, check out ‘Symbols of an Alien Sky’ on Youtube. It’s… groundbreaking, to say the least.
I’m also working on a film about ‘Geo-engineering,’ a.k.a. ‘Chemtrails.’ I’ve recorded the state of the skies from the Canadian Maritimes (Fundy) to the Pacific Coast and can assure you that the bastids are indeed spraying us with nano-shit, mostly heavy metals like aluminum, which gets into your nervous system and can cause inconveniences like Alzheimer’s.
Speaking of which (somehow), my description of the Custom’s Carnival was getting long-winded so I left out some details toward the end. Thought I’d add them here:
Remember the x-ray I had to drive through, twice? Here’s how my conversation went with the Friendly-Faced Officer (FFO), when he told me about the x-ray:
Me: I don’t care for getting zapped by x-rays.
FFO: This is no worse than a dentist’s x-ray.
Me: Really? You gonna give me a lead vest?
FFO: Huh?
Me: Dentist’s put a lead vest over your chest to block the x-rays. You have vests for me and Gus?
FFO: Uhhh, no.
Me (on a roll): Ever notice that the dentist bolts from the room when he zaps you with x-rays? You know, he takes cover somewhere.
FFO had no comeback, not even a shrug. He did fidget, like he was uncomfortable. Which was satisfying, considering what they were doing to me.
Looking back, I should’ve tried to ‘opt out,’ like I do at airport x-rays, but I just wanted to get the hell out of there. Well, I should’ve opted out: They apparently ‘found something’ when the rig went through the x-ray. I had to go back into the building and wait another 20 minutes while they ransacked my home for the third (maybe fourth) time. Turns out what they ‘found’ was my propane tank, which looked suspicious. They didn’t think to ask me up front what it was. They had to crawl around first. Then they asked me what was ‘that tank’ underneath?
Me: You mean the one with ‘Propane’ written across it?
During my three hours of trying to enter my country, a few miles to the west and stretching for 40 miles further in that direction, anyone carrying anything could have marched across the border, with a few thousand buddies behind him.
I know: I already pretty much said that, in the last post. Sorry!
While I’m here, and if you’re not aggravated enough, Jon Rappoport’s recent post is a real jaw-dropper.
If you don’t hear from me on Friday, something’s up…
Hey, here’s the view out my windshield last night:
Aside from Postcards From The Road, maybe I’ll do occasional Out My Windshield Last Nights…
Allan
Oh, if you’re waiting for a package from me, the problem is finding a P.O. Hang in, I’ll get it to you