Tuesday, January 31, 2017
Monday, January 30, 2017
Sunday, January 29, 2017
Saturday, January 28, 2017
Friday, January 27, 2017
the outer limits
There is nothing wrong with your television set. Do not attempt to adjust the picture. We are controlling transmission. If we wish to make it louder, we will bring up the volume. If we wish to make it softer, we will tune it to a whisper. We will control the horizontal. We will control the vertical. We can roll the image, make it flutter. We can change the focus to a soft blur or sharpen it to crystal clarity. For the next hour, sit quietly and we will control all that you see and hear. We repeat: there is nothing wrong with your television set. You are about to participate in a great adventure. You are about to experience the awe and mystery which reaches from the inner mind to – The Outer Limits.
Labels:
above top secret,
aliens,
deviant,
imagination,
space,
television
Thursday, January 26, 2017
Mary Tyler Moore
I feel so old having witnessed the history that makes it necessary
to work on all these obitutatrius
and I dont know if they people
were really all that important in the
big scheme of things
but they shaped the world I lived
in and brought
or civilisation
beautiful things
Mary Tyler Moore by my estimation
was the 100% if you are looking
for the perfect women
Beautiful by any measure
and when you hit that point
on the tape measure
who is the ultimate treasure
is no longer math
What she had was ever thing
my generation looked for in a women
spunky, smart, independent
and capable of lighting up a life
permanently
Now I go old fogey
but she was a real person
Mary Richards
and in to days world
we have nothing
her equivalent is
Tyler Swift or Kim Cartesian
tramps trolls and dollar cuts
nightmares
As we watch in horror
modern civilisation and
decency being flushed
down the toilet
we should celebrate
Mary Tyler Moore
because by today's
standards
she had a
perfect life
and will remain
in the 20th century
collective
the perfect wife
She changed the word for women in Canada and the USA. A diety cebebrate
I feel so old having witnessed the history that makes it necessary
to work on all these obitutatrius
and I dont know if they people
were really all that important in the
big scheme of things
but they shaped the world I lived
in and brought
or civilisation
beautiful things
Mary Tyler Moore by my estimation
was the 100% if you are looking
for the perfect women
Beautiful by any measure
and when you hit that point
on the tape measure
who is the ultimate treasure
is no longer math
What she had was ever thing
my generation looked for in a women
spunky, smart, independent
and capable of lighting up a life
permanently
Now I go old fogey
but she was a real person
Mary Richards
and in to days world
we have nothing
her equivalent is
Tyler Swift or Kim Cartesian
tramps trolls and dollar cuts
nightmares
As we watch in horror
modern civilisation and
decency being flushed
down the toilet
we should celebrate
Mary Tyler Moore
because by today's
standards
she had a
perfect life
and will remain
in the 20th century
collective
the perfect wife
Wednesday, January 25, 2017
art is life and truth
Labels:
art,
censorship,
culture,
human condition,
obscene,
photography,
sexism
Tuesday, January 24, 2017
Monday, January 23, 2017
Sunday, January 22, 2017
A tribute to a first lady
Michelle Obama was a fantastic first lady and was only full of positive messing gin. Her practical words for the people will be sourly missed and we should celebrate that her message changed millions of lives for the better.
A great welcome back for Dr Strangelove
Dr Strangelove returns to Washington to advise our BANE
Dear Henry and his ilk see the world as a chess board where
they are always two moves ahead
and we dont have Utopia
cause God gave them all these
useless pawns
and no matter how many they kill
they are always in his grill.
What is your purpose Dear Henry
where are you taking us and why?
Saturday, January 21, 2017
The Commies Are Coming
Labels:
arms trade,
capitalism,
communism,
film,
lies,
media,
military,
propaganda,
truth
Friday, January 20, 2017
The Socail Media Lie
How much time to you spend
plunging your lover
vs plinking them
this are all stupid
questions
that make social
media king
stop
it people
I love
you
is it
now not
enough
to say
every morining
in person
do I need
a HUNDREED
times
a day
conformation
fuckiing
sheeple
plunging your lover
vs plinking them
this are all stupid
questions
that make social
media king
stop
it people
I love
you
is it
now not
enough
to say
every morining
in person
do I need
a HUNDREED
times
a day
conformation
fuckiing
sheeple
Thursday, January 19, 2017
Wednesday, January 18, 2017
Tuesday, January 17, 2017
Snow Mexicant Daily Diary Daley Plaza edition
The twitter war between Trump and everyone
is so cyperpunk
I am breaking news here
that William Gibson
is actually the author
if Trumps trumps
The deep state overplayed
its Sadam proven hand
will the last line of attack
by the men in black
restore equilibirum
for how or whatever
feed on metritoriuom
lets see what happens
but it the first rays of sunshine
since Nov 22, 1963
Monday, January 16, 2017
Sunday, January 15, 2017
The 1941 Cape Girardeau UFO Crash
One of the most mysterious stories of a crashed UFO with alien bodies preceded the well known Roswell event by some six years. This case was first brought to investigators by Leo Stringfield in his book "UFO Crash / Retrievals: The Inner Sanctum."
He opened a tantalizing account of a military controlled UFO crash retrieval which is still being researched today. The details of the case were sent to him in a letter from one Charlette Mann, who related her minister-grandfather's confession of being summoned to pray over alien crash victims outside of Cape Girardeau, Missouri in the spring of 1941.
Reverend William Huffman had been an evangelist for many years, but had taken the resident minister reigns of the Red Star Baptist Church in early 1941. Church records corroborate his employment there during the period in question.
Charlette told Stringfield her grandfather received a call in spring 1941 from local police asking him to travel with them to the site of an airplane crash outside the city limits to minister to the victims of the crash.
After receiving this call to duty, he was immediately driven the 10-15 mile journey to some woods outside of town. Upon arriving at the scene of the crash, he saw policemen, fire department personnel, FBI agents, and photographers already mulling through the wreckage.
He was soon asked to pray over three dead bodies. As he began to take in the activity around the area, his curiosity was first struck by the sight of the craft itself.
Expecting a small plane of some type, he was shocked to see that the craft was disc-shaped, and upon looking inside he saw hieroglyphic-like symbols, indecipherable to him.
He then was shown the three victims, not human as expected, but small alien bodies with large eyes, hardly a mouth or ears, and hairless.
Immediately after performing his duties, he was sworn to secrecy by military personnel who had taken charge of the crash area. He witnessed these warnings being given to others at the scene also.
As he arrived back at his home at 1530 Main Street, he was still in a state of mild shock, and could not keep his story from his wife Floy, and his sons. This late night family discussion would spawn the story that Charlette Mann would hear from her grandmother in 1984, as she lay dying of cancer at Charlette's home while undergoing radiation therapy.
Charlette was told the story over the span of several days, and although Charlette had heard bits and pieces of this story before, she now demanded the full details.
As her grandmother tolerated her last few days on this Earth, Charlette knew it was now or never to find out everything she could before this intriguing story was lost with the death of her grandmother.
She also learned that one of the members of her grandfather's congregation, thought to be Garland D. Fronabarger, had given him a photograph taken on the night of the crash. This picture was of one of the dead aliens being help up by two men.
Other living supporting witnesses include Charlette Mann’s sister who confirmed her story in a notarized sworn affidavit, and the living brother of the Cape Girardeau County sheriff in 1941, Clarance R. Schade. He does remember hearing the account of the crash, yet does not have many details. He does recall hearing of a "spaceship with little people."
There are also Fire Department records of the date of the crash. This information does confirm the military swearing department members to secrecy, and also the removal of all evidence from the scene by military personnel.
Guy Huffman, Charlette's father also told the story of the crash, and had in his possession the photograph of the dead alien. He showed the picture to a photographer friend of his, Walter Wayne Fisk.
He has been contacted by Stanton Friedman, but would not release any pertinent information.
Charlette had no luck in getting Fish to return calls or answer letters. It has been rumored that Fisk was an advisor to the President, and if this was the case, would account for his silence on the facts of the Missouri crash.
This case ends like many others, but appears by all indications to be authentic. All who have come in contact with Charlette Mann found her to be a trustworthy person who is not given to sensationalism, and has sought no gain from her account.
There is still research being done on the Missouri crash, and hopefully more information will be forthcoming to validate this remarkable case.
Labels:
above top secret,
acceptance,
aliens,
disclosure,
history,
truth
Saturday, January 14, 2017
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Tuesday, January 10, 2017
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