The Implications of an Unexpected Visitor

 

Note* The image above is similar to my own experience at about 2AM above my apartment roof, but the military pilot was perhaps another 2 and a half metres closer!

This is a hasty note which was written directly onto my SUBSTACK PAGE without any kind of embellishment ~ THANK YOU SUBSTACK, FOR BEING THERE...

I’m Not paranoid…at all…in fact I tend to see and assess things fairly clearly these daze following a number of events, such as the fact that our Governments were used in a global Psyops attack on the Human Race with the advent of the Covid Vaxx, which of course wasn’t a Vaxx as it was designed to (in Kissinger’s own words) ;

"Cull the Herd!"

And it is due to this involuntary er, ‘awakening’ to the evils of our paradigm which has caused me to bow out and exit stage left from almost ALL of our Social Networking sites in recent years because of their obvious corruption and infiltration by Intel Agencies…

Nevertheless…here I am on Blogspot & on Substack! ~ Lol and so these are literally the ONLY places where I can say this ( Oh, the sheer, blistering Irony of it all! )

What happened here at my place in Melbourne, Land of AUS may not sound significant at first, but when you tie all the miniscule bits of surrounding data together, my lunatic  conspiracy theorizing begins to develop a pulse…

It is Only like in the last 24 hours that I have ever, ever openly shared my address completely on the internet with such players in the field as large as Google and their Blogspot networking platform…

However I finally did exactly that last night...officially (Silly Me!) and today in less than 24 hours I had an unexpected encounter at my Apartment.

I’m sitting at my computer screen…the front door was slightly ajar to allow Marlowe (my cat) to look outside and smell the night-time airs...she simply HAS TO keep scanning...scanning for other 'challenger' Cats on the premises...vagrant, midnight interlopers and 'pretenders' who may pose a threat to her little dominion, you understand, as she is quite territorial...

Marlowe once occupied her 'spaces' like a bedraggled orphan...who (as in the fairy-tale) eventually became the little 'CINDARELLA  PRINCESS' she always was.

I should also point out before I go any further that I live near an aircraft corridor so to speak, with a major airport close by and so I am fairly accustomed to hearing and seeing all types of aircraft from private to commercial to military.

All of a sudden there was an unusually loud cacophony above the roof of my apartment…

I JUMPED UP (BECAUSE IT WAS INCREDIBLY LOUD) AND RACED OUT OF MY FRONT DOOR AND THERE WAS A MILITARY HELICOPTER HOVERING IN PLACE NOT EVEN 40 FEET ABOVE MY FRONT DOOR…

I LOOKED STRAIGHT UP AND DIRECTLY INTO THE BROWN EYES OF A MILITARY HELICOPTER PILOT JUST HANGING THERE ABOVE MY APARTMENT LOOKING DOWN AT ME…

He was obviously quite skilled at manoeuvring the Copter because it was hovering in place at a 'tilted' angle ( otherwise known as; 'ROLL' in aviation parlance ) so that he could just lean over, out of his cockpit and look directly down at me...and so of course could any camera!

COINCIDENCE???

OR WAS THIS SOME KIND OF MESSAGE???

I guess there is no longer any doubt, from even just the collective crumbs of evidence sifting silently down from the night skies and accumulating at our feet, that our besieged species is in for turbulent times...as there are forces, ancient and long foretold, now shifting in the skies above our heads.