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December 29, 2020: 5:53 pm:

I just returned from a shopping trip to Dystopia in Grants Pass Oregon where the conditions are Socio-Terrific.

I went to:

6th St. Market

Walmart

As I left the house, opened the door and stepped outside, four deer were there, the usual suspects, they want some tortilla’s, but the ones I have are poisoned, so, no tortillas were handed out. “Sorry, I don’t have anything right now for you guys”... I lit my lighter, slowly stepped over towards the car, as I did, I noticed that the deer are in some kind of distress, I don‘t know what the problem is, but the deer are behaving as if they are concerned about a Lion nearby, as if they want me to let them come into the house. They moved away nervously, as they did, a strange and scratchy, rough sounding coughing sort of loud sound was heard in the woods behind 520 at the bottom of the creek bed there. I walked over there, but that part of the creek bottom is about 15 feet lower than the surrounding area, so, from my fence line, I am never able to see who is hiding down in that draw area. The scratchy cough sound stopped as I reached the fence, there was nothing there that I could see.

In the car, to the gate, I saw that the vehicle that is parked at the Offensive Monroe Surveillance Travel Trailer is a rust/copper colored stolen new model of a Toyota Tacoma, or, is a GMC Canyon pick-up truck. They have had that one for about one year there at Monroe’s, cars change-out there at a rapid rate, same as at Clyde Baum’s terror cell, cars and trucks seem to be drawn there magnetically, and stay, new-ish and very expensive ones. There is a white tarp over top of the Monroe Trailer now, to mimic the trailer that is at Chapman’s County Courts terror cell, which always has a white tarp over it, for the past ten years. The tarp at Monroe Offensive Trailer is arranged as a porch patio cover over the steps at the entrance to the trailer with one central support making a ridge sort of arrangement with the tarp. I opened the gate to get on my way, and there was Sandy Monroe, about ten feet away, on the Monroe side of the fence, at the place where the yard waste and brush clearing has been done to remove a patch of bamboo reed grass, and that really cleared away much of what little privacy remains between my yard and Monroe’s yard, while at the same time, is another one of those tall heaps of brush that Monroe’s are famous for, are used as a place to hide behind, and that is what she was doing, tucked and squatting, behind a tall heap of brush, near the cleared away area, at the yard waste fire, by the pond at Monroe’s.

She was crouched into a ball, head down, hair all wet as if she had been out there in the drizzle for many hours, wearing a maroon colored coat, looking as if in distress.... but I know better than that. It was “Save the Princess” set-up. The next part for that was along the road, as I left, someone driving that black Honda with the dent on the rear fender was coming towards me in hurry as I drove on my way down Jackpine. That person is supposed to be a 17 year old boy, but the driver looked more like the leader at Bad Guy Auto terror cell at the corner of Russell Rd and Three Pines Rd, a Google sponsored terror cell disguised as a neighborhood auto mechanic.

I don‘t know what was supposed to happen, but whoever was in the creek making those scratchy coughing sounds was part of it, so was Sandy, and the driver of the small black Honda. It was a set-up for something that did not happen. There is a creek there by my gate too, goes under the driveway through a culvert, it’s dry right now, as are all of the creeks in and around here, they are season run-off creeks, no water in them yet. So, when I saw Sandy crouched there, in the trees by the creek, naturally, the only thing to do, is sing!

“... in a tree by the brook, there’s a songbird who sings, ‘sometimes all of our thought’s are miss-given’... and it makes me wonder...”

I got on my way, avoided the “Chartrand Bad Google Guy Auto”, and proceeded to the freeway.

I noticed that at Chartrand’s, there is a new Electric Power Sub-Panel installed along with new water spigot there, at a place where no electronic operated things are near in a large dog kennel enclosure. It’s all underground water pipe and electric panel stub-out to a substantial sub-panel that seems to operate nothing other than the water spigot, witch looks like any other hand operated water spigot. It’s a Pac-Pow mystery.

Today, I pretty much disregarded all of the Three Dimensional terror comm that was present on the route to the store.

“My head is humming and it won‘t go, in case you don‘t know”

... with exception of one Big-Rig truck & trailer with the words: “Royal Package Transport” on the trailer, big lettering, can‘t miss that one.

At 6th Street Market was the next part of the Monroe/Google “Save the Princess” terror play. There was a Grants Pass Police Ford Explorer Police Interceptor there parked out front of 6th Street Market. Two Grants Pass SAG Police Actors were out front, standing in the parking lot in full uniform, black. One of them was wearing a Corona/COVID Mask, black. That is how I know from a hundred feet away that they are SAG Actors portraying City Police, serving as real police, in a town where there are no real police.... hence, “Socio-Terrific Conditions”.

I just ignored them, as if to switch the channel on the TV.

I parked, walked past the Police Interceptor, waved at the onboard Dash Cam, and went inside the store, got my things. The clerk is the Hot Chick that I wonder if she is single and available, she flirted with me, said: “Today is my Friday”, so, naturally the only response on a Tuesday is: “You get the Hump Weekend then?” She agreed, acknowledged, indeed it is the “Hump Weekend”.

The clerk gal is also one of the one’s who tosses a handful of glass dust into my eyes from time to time.

The police officer came into the store just then, and advised the “Hump Clerk” that the person who was of interest, is gone, or otherwise had been dealt with. I asked “why are police here?”, she said: “They just needed to take someone out is all”, I replied: “You make it sound so permanent”, she acknowledged somehow about permanence of the situation, she went on to repeat twice that someone had been in the 6th Street Market bothering her, and that she usually would handle that on her own, but, since it’s her Friday, she does not want to do that today, on Tuesday/Friday.

There was a number of “the people who drive around doing the same exact thing everyday”, one of them was a Jeep that is in tow on 6th St., with a rope or chain on 6th St, as they drive past the two police in the parking at the market, who look at them, then look the other way.

I went to Walmart, where at the parking lot entrance where a group of people, about 8 or 9 people all arranged there the same way Christmas Carolers stand all in a crescent shape. I did not hear any singing, and there was a Santa representative character among them, and two people playing role of the audience, as you enter the parking lot.

At Walmart, the Big Foghorn in the Sky sort of guided me in to the parking spot where it wants me to park, where a man walked by as I got out of my car, and commented about the way I got out of the car, “it’s easy to get into the car, but it just keeps getting harder, and harder to get out as time goes by”. “Yeah” I said, I could use a taller car, or a ladder to get out of this low one.”

I went towards the front of the store. Immediately I noticed that the “Circus” conditions were less evident at the entrance. The usual ropes, barriers, stuff they use to make a entrance lane, was reduced to one sign on a stand, and one trash can out by the front main entrance as you go in, outside of the store. The “In/Out divider is still there once you go through the front door.

“Tablet Man” was not there!

There was only one Walmart Vested person that I recall at the entrance today, who selected a shopping cart for me, and made a signal in the form of when the Christian people touch their chest on each side, then their belly and chin. I don‘t know what that is called, but he did that as he rolled the cart towards me.

There was someone handing out n-95 style masks at the entrance, but I did not see where that person was at, only saw some people who had just been given a mask to wear, the associate must have been around the corner where the video games are at in that front narrow hallway. That side door that leads to that hallway did not have the usual signage out front saying that it’s for store associates only.

Inside the store: GREEN

Green on the packaging, on much of the items, boxes, lots of green.

I am a red marble in all green collection at Walmart.

Totally out of place.

Today was a different kind of Walmart experience, I can’t really pin-point why it was any different, other than the offensive behavior is reduced. I did not feel entirely scared out of mind as I shopped on today’s visit, so, a lot of nitrous gas is probably why I felt that false sense of security there. I lit my lighter a lot, but did not see any ceiling tiles fall, or people flying to other departments today.

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That colorful Walmart logo is worthy of some discussion.

Look at it. I see a clock. On the real vests at the store, I see a clock that has a 12 and a 6. I see a:

12:00 = Orange

2:00 = Light Blue

4:00 = Yellow

6:00 = Pink

8:00= Dark Blue

10:00 = Green

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12-30-2020: 12:51 am:

I am a poor judge of time:

I made some necessary adjustments to the Walmart Color Clock, I had miss-labeled it, for the record as follows: 12:00; 2:30; 4:30; 6:00; 7:30; 9:30. Upon closer inspection, the thing is “Two-Hour Clock”, not a “30 Clock”, so, I have to go make the changes where I mislabeled the “Walmart 2 Hour Color Clock” throughout this entry here as a “30 Clock”. Sorry about the confusion. The newly discovered “Two-Hours” changes everything I was thinking about it before seeing the mistake. So, note to self: This entry was written while thinking the clock was at the marks mentioned at the 30 minute intervals. Some of what is written here will not apply because of that oversight.

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(the color of that example is slightly different than the colors on the actual vests at the store)

If I had to use that Walmart clock to say what time it is today, then, it’s 10:00, (edit from 9:30 correction) today at Walmart.

(When I left the store, the sky was beautiful, there were some scattered clouds and the Sun had set behind the coastal mountains to the west, there was a reflection of orange on the bottoms of the clouds, and the most beautiful orange pillar of light that was reflecting in a way I don‘t recall having seen before. The thing I saw in the sky in the distant west looked a lot like that orange 12 on the Walmart logo... I had been thinking about that logo while in the store, made some assessments about the “Two-Hour Clock”, and then when I got onto the freeway, that pillar of light was there, like nothing I have ever seen in the sky before that I can recall. Amazing. Maybe others saw what I saw. Like a one color orange vertical rainbow post, holding up and supporting the entire sky with a delicate balance to carry all of that weight of all of those orange bottomed clouds)

On my way home, I was thinking about people who are held captive. There were so many of the regular fake shoppers who are always there. The woman who wears a giant grey sweat shirt with matching grey leotard pants and a white purse who is always at the soda aisle when I get to where the potato salad is in the “Coffin“ floor freezer near the dairy area was there, as she is so often.

There was the tall man with the shoulder length blonde hair who stairs at the ceiling as I pass by at the coffee aisle near the tortilla rack where frozen chicken is at, and the old woman who seems to block the access to the eggs just at the time I want to get some, and many other of the “Usual Suspects” of fake shoppers were there as they always are.

So, without complicating this any more than it already is, I am just going to say that today, the notion that so many of these people could be slave victims forced to do what they are doing at the Walmart, was overwhelming. One assessment is that perhaps, when SAG summons a Canadian to Grants Pass to play role of a murdered US Citizen, those people may be told some other thing about why they were selected to go live in Oregon. Whatever they may have been told, is not necessary to see that many seem to be here on false pretenses. There also is that absolute knowledge I have about the US Citizens who are held in weird captivity, is not in jail, but, is more like a dog in a kennel, has some room to move around, not much, and are kept on a short leash when they “go for a walk”. So, also, I already know of the heroin that is used to control people, they are forced to do murder, the murder they do is horrible, they have no choices, “Big Terror” is in control of everything. The people who are forced to do what they do, can‘t sleep, cannot cope with the reality of it, so, they eventually take the heroin that is either offered, or is forced on them, so that they can cope, and get some sleep, and continue to murder, and traffic, as they are told to do by “Big Terror”. Like I said, it’s weird captivity. So, I am told that just one injection of heroin is like a lifetime of addiction to it, if you do some once, you will forever be searching for how to get more heroin is the way it was told to me. And that is how the people are controlled to do as they are told. There is more control circumstance to the heroin, it serves the “Big Terror” to have a lot of women who are addicted to the heroin, so that the “Big Terror” can have their way with the heroin addicted women sexually, women, girls, boys, who have no choices but to take the heroin, to serve the desires of the “Big Terror”.

It’s all fucked up.

Small girls, young boys, men & women, old and young, black, white, or brown, all wacked on heroin, but “wacked up-side the head with heroin”, so they will murder and do whatever sexual favors their captors demand from them. Since the terror take-over is at the scale that it is, where all of the commerce is controlled and completely saturated that way throughout the state, those people have no way to earn a living without working for

a terror controlled “employer”. There are no employers anymore, that all changed, to “terror leaders”, “terror generals”.

I don’t know how to differentiate a US Citizen held captive, from a Canadian trained terror soldier pretending to be a US Citizen held captive.

That is a tough one.

Three kinds of terror soldiers that are in existence:

Trained Canadian SDA.

Canadian’s, non trained, summoned to Oregon.

US Citizens. Held captive, do the most dangerous terror activity, are “disposable”.

Maybe there are other kinds of labels, other ways of sorting people out, I can see that for a simple way to describe terror soldiers, those are three kinds that I can see exist here in Oregon.

SAG Members

British Authority

Vatican Authority

Are three simplified ways of describing the captors of the others.

It’s a complicated mess though, “simple” can only go so far for solving the problems.

Problem:

I say: “Those who control the heroin, also control the terror army”. There is more than one way to control the heroin, I wrote that down in more detail before. So, some of what I am seeing today at Walmart, boils down to “Save the Princess” where there is a big act going on to make me, or others, feel sorry for murderers who use heroin to cope.... “Don‘t take my heroin, don‘t get my heroin dirty, I’ll get sick”. Is another way I see things developing. If helpful people came, and were roped into a “Puppy Dog Eyes” situation where the Puppy turns out to be a “Welsh Dragon with Big Teeth and breaths Fire”, that could work out bad for people who have been fooled, by a man with a Pointy Hat, and a Dog Whistle who lives on a island called The Vatican... the mother of all Hokus Pokus.

A delicate balance. That pillar of orange light, could have been an illusion put into the sky by the Vatican. They have more money than God can print, and technology hijacked from around the world, at the highest levels of complexity, and power. I think it’s possible it was all an illusion in the sky.

Even if had some good answers to solve the problems, there is no one who will speak to me. I have not had a meaningful conversation with another human being in more than ten years.

So, I use social media, until they delete the social media where I write.

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9:09 pm:

That colorful Walmart Logo needs more decoding work done on it.

That one I found online to demonstrate it may be different slightly to the one’s worn by the Walmart associates. That one shows a Red indicator at the 12 clock position. I saw Orange when I was there, on the vests. My memory could be better, so, I am not certain the the light blue and dark blue are arranged on the vests the same as that one I posted. Why are there two shades of blue if not for confusion service? The blue ones may have spun, or flipped sides from what is on the vests at the store. If only the blue colors changed if necessary (alternate vests at the store per specific condition) that is a binary “yes or no” at minimum. Maybe there are a number of colored vest options that arrange the color “effect peddles” in a variety of ways. It would not be something that is easily noticed as long as all of the colored vests worn on a given day remain the same on all of the associates who wear one. There may be in existence vests with the colors flip flopped in every way possible. That is a lot of potential secret communication out in the open, difficult to spot, says a lot, with a little, quietly. I see that there is red on the example I found, where Orange is at on the real vest at the store today, and I cannot guarantee that the two shades of blue are not reversed between the example and the real vests at the store today. That color logo is also mounted large on the wall above the Walmart front service counter, so, that may also prove to change stealthily, simply because it looks so permanent is why that would work so well to fool investigative people.

Those Walmart color logo’s may be part of the Pope’s Effect Peddle Board on the 1958 Flying V Guitar Rig.

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9:30 pm:

I want to advise of the danger of relying on a computer for making decisions that are based on a hue, or shade of color. My computer is different than yours. The printing industry knows all about that problem, so, those who do graphic art destined for a printed physical substrate, spend a lot of money on special software that defines the colors perfectly, however, the output from the computer is destined for a printed substrate, not someone else's computer. I don‘t think it’s possible to guarantee that every one will see the exact same color when viewed on a computer, unless everyone crowds around the same computer to look at the color, because even with the professional software, the screen has brightness, contrast, hue, saturation settings that are always going to be set differently from one screen to the next, and the screens themselves are different, even if they are the exact same model.

When lives depend on what color is showing, only one source of the color is going to keep people alive, printed substrates may be an exception, if every one involved is provided printed material from the same run, on the same press, on the same day, and every one agrees about what they are looking at.

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9:53 pm: Something tells me I walked right into the color trap.

I’ll wager that some of why the color is so prevalent at Walmart today is not about color, is about Registration, at DMV, not a printing press.

(the bastards are still changing the words I write, installing a lot of “The” into the things I write, not from my home, but at Google, or at Tumblr, or at Centurlylink ISP... somewhere that has access to making such changes to the text remotely.

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12-30-2020: 1:08 am:

Walmart Clock Re-Assessment:

After I discovered I was seeing the clock incorrectly, and made necessary adjustments, I have have come to conclusion the all of what I wrote about color is not accurate, is not the main use of the logo. I see that it’s a “Two-Hour Clock”. The significance being that most things a person must do, or gets engaged in completing will take a minimum of about Two-Hours. Even small tasks will take at least two-hours to clear your mind of the task, and move on to the next task. There is a “Two-Hour per task” Idea going on at Walmart, is etched into the Logo. There is a Yellow Version, and a Color Version of the “Two-Hour Clock”. That is indicative that the Walmart Management, and the “Walmart Terror Army Color Guard” are equal to that extent, that increments of Two-Hours are important in some way, at Walmart.

It could work out that the terror slave population are required to serve a “Two-Hour Gas & Kill Work Shift” at the Walmart while posing as fake shoppers. Since I see the same people there, doing and saying the same exact thing there, and interacting with others the exact same way, at the Walmart, my conclusion is that the “Two-Hour Shift” is done in groups of people. A platoon of terror slaves, or terror soldiers, I don‘t know exactly how to describe the people, sometimes they seem as soldiers, sometimes they seem as terror slaves who must participate.

If they work in groups, or platoons the way it seems, in “Two-Hour Gas & Kill Shifts”, then, they must be housed also as a group, or, held in more restricting captivity than I previously have considered. That would help to explain the presence of “The Hell Hole” that is at the Walmart, beneath the Walmart somewhere in the tunnels that are burrowed throughout the city.

There is a place that is called “The Hell Hole”. To my knowledge, there is a entrance at where the Hardware Department meets the Electronics Department in the floor, beneath the shelving that exists at the place between departments, as I have explained here many times. There is another at the outdoor garden department, southwest corner of the building area. There are others too. There is a entrance to the tunnels at the Josephine County Sheriff’s Office, on F Street behind the Walmart. There are more entrances at Fred Meyer’s. Many entrances, all of the ones I am aware of are explained on this account somewhere.

JD’s Sportsbar

Somewhere near the old Greyhound bus terminal at F St & Agness Ave. (the bus stop is gone, the entrance remains)

Southern Oregon Dental on Union Ave.

In the men’s restroom beneath the bleachers at the Fairgrounds.

Fred Meyer Garden Department

“The Old Theater” (is empty building) on 6th Street at Midland Ave. and at address marked 1501 at the same corner diagonally w/red roof small building.

Those are the ones i recall right now.

The groups of Two-Hour soldiers could be held in the Youth Correctional Facility next to the jail. There is certainly going to be many entrances to the Grants Pass Tunnels system of terror tunnels there, and many others throughout the city, including the Asante Hospital and Cartwright’s Butcher Shop at the end of Union ave near the hospital. There are underground rooms beneath the Department of Motor Vehicles on Beacon Ave. specifically, beneath the Cartwright’s Sandwich Shop in that strip mall where DMV is at.

Many underground places, Elon Musk style Boring Company Machines were used, I saw them, one popped out of the ground during road construction on F street in 2009 at the place where the Greyhound Bus Terminal used to be, I saw it, it was big, and pointy, and could drill big holes in the ground.

So, re-assessment is much worse than the other assessment. But is easier to comprehend, and explain than color problems.

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12-30-2020: 3:22 am:

There was a time I am recalling from long ago, when I learned that when people were called into court hearing in Josephine County, no matter what for, by the end of the hearing the people are given a “Color” and instructed they must call phone number every day at a specified time. The number was a recording that simply repeated a color, if the color on recording was the same as the color you were given, you are supposed to go somewhere to check with someone. I was given such a color and phone number, but I knew it was Bullshit, I am US Citizen, not Canadian terror soldier, we don‘t do “Call The Color Just Because Some Asshole Said So” in USA. We do it different. So, I remember calling, and hearing that the color was said, but I did not know where to go check in with someone, so, that was it, it was bullshit, I did not participate in the bullshit. So, I don‘t know much more. I do know of others who had to call, I dated some women who had to call, they had to go somewhere if the color was mentioned. I am pretty sure that some of the women I dated, called the number, went to check in, and were told that I was the mark, so, that is the reason that I wound up dating the women, they were instructed to make themselves available to do the take-out, but, were all unsuccessful. Maybe, since I have been such a pain in the ass to the County Courts, by saying so much truth, they just tossed some women at me, to keep me occupied, and learn personal information. I dated some very strange women, many very offensive ones, and at least two certifiably crazy women, Lynsi Snyder, owner of In & Out Burger, was one of the craziest people I have ever met, not fun crazy, scary crazy, So, that color Walmart Clock might be extension of what the courts started so long ago with making people call in for duty, the color Walmart Clock has not been around for as long as that other court mandated phone-in that they used to do, might still do.

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10:37 pm:

That orange reflection in the western sky... that was my Son, showing me a great big Louisville Slugger, for the home-run. The orange bottomed clouds is the place where my daughter came by, put some Windex, to clear the scene from the terra-cotta dirty pots.

Thank you. I need all the help I can get.

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11:00 pm:

Also when I left in the car today I had a quick look at that place under the deck of that other incomplete house i started to build so long ago, where the terror soldiers hide for a chance to shoot me with a cross-bow, or to sneak from there to inside the house where I live after I go by there on the walk to the mail. Everything looked the way I had left it. Then when I came home from the store, I could see that someone had gone under the house there again, things were out of place beneath that deck. I went out just now and had a look at that, I can see that someone has spent a lot of time under that deck, there are some things under there that have all been moved around, some room made where I can see that someone was getting comfortable while hiding beneath the house, and someone had been under there between the time I went to Walmart and came home.

I suspect that Sandy Monroe will be said to be “The Homeless Person“ who everyone seems to think I am, there is a story being told by local authorities that there is a “Bum” around here stealing everyone’s mail, and eggs from chicken coups. I am often accused of being that person, but there is no such homeless person, it’s all a manufactured story that serves the needs of the terror army, so, it could work out where Sandy Monroe gets sacrificed, is picked up by federal people. She would tell whatever story that needs to be told, then, the “County Services” could get involved with her “Care”, while at the same time that kind of an event could be used to turn an enormous terror take-over into a story about a homeless woman who stole some eggs to stay alive in harsh weather while taking shelter where she could, such as beneath the deck on that unfinished house. Then, of course the federal people would all celebrate about a job well done, and Sandy could just sit it out for awhile with her terror cell associates at the county courts, given a temporary housing, until the federal people go home, or are killed at their academy awards Back Patting session about a job well done. It’s happened before the same way. Sandy always comes back, to the house she and Jeff Monroe stole from me, with help from the county courts. That house at 434 belongs to me, It was willed to me, along with the house at 520 Jackpine, by James Nicolas Watson, a friend who was killed by the terror army about ten years ago. Watson owned both 434 and 520, I was the heir to them in his will. The courts took control of the probate, or however that was done, I don‘t have all of the details, I just know Christopher Mecca did the necessary legal paperwork to satisfy the illusion of a legal transfer of property to Monroe’s. At 520, the same thing happened, but it was Nathan & Naomi Phillips who gained the 520 property. I learned later that Nathan Phillips was sent direct from the Vatican to take control, make a false friendship, to kill me over these reports here and at Google+ where the reports were at the time.

So, for the federal fools.... don‘t be fooled again.

They will use Sandy. I suspect that she was rounded up today, taken away somewhere into the “county services”.

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12-30-2020: 2:00 am:

Also while at the Walmart as I was parking, I saw what looked like a Beachcraft King Air Twin Turbo Prop fly over the Walmart parking at above 1,500 feet where it’s supposed to be, and head for Grants Pass Municipal Air Port, I think it was about 3:00 pm. The Beachcraft is bad news.

That is both unusual, and is a signal to terror soldiers about some alerting condition of some kind.

That flew overhead, then, there was a woman wearing the “Air Support Signature Red & Black checkered colors who was there in the parking within about three minutes of the Beachcraft flyover. She was blonde, about 50 years old, was loading groceries into a white pick-up truck or white SUV, I forget, was big and white. So, that with the airplane is a lot, seems like it’s not, bit those who know how to read her motions would know what the pilot said to her as he flew overhead.

Combined with other unusual activity I observed at the same instant the Beachcraft flew over, when the “Community Watch” Walmart Parking Security drove behind the Grocery Outlet. That also is alarm system terror style, just that he went into the back parking at Grocery Outlet.

There is something going down in the neighborhood. The police at 6th Street Market is another part of the same alarming conditions.

Please send help to Oregon.

Please send US Military, there is no more national guard here.

Please send medical services.

Bring your own hospital.

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Alert Reminder!

The terror army protects their underground places with Mustard Gas!

There are usually coded signs that say where Mustard Gas is used for Terror Protection, is used for keeping investigative people out of their underground places.

You may see creative means to signal such places, I know of the use of “Grey Poupon Mustard Bottle” left at a place where such a bottle is out of place, such as with the condiments at a coffee table in a lobby waiting area, it’s just there with the sugar packets, and creamer packets where complimentary coffee is offered. I suspect other brands of Mustard would also suffice to say the same thing. So far, I only know of one such place, in Medford at former office of Dr. Brett Quave corner of Siskiyou Blvd & Murphy Ave. where there is a airtight glass enclosure for the staff if the gas is deployed in the office, however, that information is from 2012, may have changed, but the underground place remains beneath the entire neighborhood, houses built on top of experimental surgery center. Is explained in more detail throughout this account, with maps. Is very dangerous even to do Google Search of that area. So, be careful of Mustard and other poison gasses, especially in tunnels in Oregon.

Oregon Health Science University is the same as the place in Medford, goes nine floors below ground under the Veterans Admin, Hospital there. I have personally been down there, it’s not pretty. Might also be protected with Mustard gas or other offensive poisons.

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12-30-2020: 4:18 am:

I am happy to be alive after the Walmart excursion. I waited nearly a month to go somewhere in my car in my car, I think... I waited until I could no longer wait, and It’s more dangerous to go somewhere on weekend than during the week, so, timing is important to add to that “Survival as a Red Marble” bit I wrote about. I am pretty sure that the term: “Weekend Warrior” really is a “Soldier of War” idea, not just someone doing a patio cover project.

If the nsa were to investigate these reports, they might end up at the local stores, so, I have some connecting dots from In & Out Burger, to Winco Foods. Both of those places are relatively new to Grants Pass, they both did the same strange technique when the construction began at the buildings. Unbelievably, they both used a full size, inflatable building to place at the construction site, filled it up with air, like a Bouncy-House style, the inflatable buildings looked almost exactly like the real buildings do after the construction. It allowed that the finished product could be seen in place, moved around, placed exactly the way the wanted it to be before the construction began. Adjustments a little bit this way or that way, with driveway and access considerations all dialed in before any lumber is dropped or cement work done. For a big company planning many of the exact same buildings, I can see that such a method could save a lot of headaches later on, and prevent any kind of “Hindsight is 2020″ from happening later on.

It’s 2020 now. For about 43 1/2 more hours it looks like.

“Hindsight is 2020″ could be why they did that.

The balloon buildings have a Richard Branson sort of feeling happening with them.

Place it, move, adjust it, move over, move it back.... a little more.... nail it! That’s where it goes, right there, and you can see ahead of time how it looks and blends in with the surroundings before hand. So, both In & Out Burger and Winco Foods did the same thing, used the “air building” to get it right the first time, no do-overs required, ever, that way. They moved the Winco air building around more than a hundred feet in all directions it looked like to me before settling on the final placement.

They took the air building away, and built what stands there now. It’s notable that Winco Foods waited more than one year to erect the finished building after floating the air building at the sight where Winco Foods is at across from Walmart. The In & Out Burger did not wait, the cleared the Shell Station away, set up the air building, took that away, and began construction within a short time, maybe the same month.

Both are killing fields is why I mention it. Same as Walmart.

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