History of the Orgonite/Cloudbuster Movement

[Et in Arcadia ego]

and the comedowns were nasty.

Nasty comedowns are the exclusive domain of shitty cocaine and strychnine. To think in the 1900's people soaked fly paper to exctract this invigorating 'tonic'..

[Joe Hillshoist]

Yeah i went to less and less raves as the 90s progressed.

That was part of the reason.

I prefer my strychnine on cardboard or NOT AT ALL.

Dunno about invigorating, or tonic for that matter.

Although sometimes a slap in the face or a tree falling on your car as you head down the road can be invigorating.

not necessarily remotely good for you tho.

[professorpan]

We all have our histories, our epiphanies...

The rave scene had its pluses and minuses, the drugs were sometimes iffy (that's capitalism for you), and one dude's ecstatic merging with the groupmind was another's boring, repetitive ommp-ta oomp-ta oomp-ta oomp-ta...

You had to be there, I suppose.

But raves were nothing new, just the 90s version of the Bacchanalia and the 60s Be-Ins. What's archaic is transformed anew with every generation -- ecstatic dance fueled by molecules, agape writ large on the throbbing masses. The hippies danced differently, and the music had a different beat, but the oneness was the same.

Rave is dead, long live the rave.

And the whole synthetic vs. natural argument never made much sense to me. After all, psychoactive substances are only chemicals, and catalysts -- the real magic takes place in the real world, not the receptor sites.

[Joe Hillshoist]

The rave scene had its pluses and minuses, the drugs were sometimes iffy (that's capitalism for you), and one dude's ecstatic merging with the groupmind was another's boring, repetitive ommp-ta oomp-ta oomp-ta oomp-ta...

You had to be there, I suppose.

But raves were nothing new, just the 90s version of the Bacchanalia and the 60s Be-Ins. What's archaic is transformed anew with every generation -- ecstatic dance fueled by molecules, agape writ large on the throbbing masses. The hippies danced differently, and the music had a different beat, but the oneness was the same.

thats actually part of my point.

Everybody here is well aware of the threat certain aspects of the 60s posed to tptb. And the rave thing will never be the same again I reckon.

I mean they still have em round here all the time, but its a bit stale now.

And the whole synthetic vs. natural argument never made much sense to me. After all, psychoactive substances are only chemicals, and catalysts -- the real magic takes place in the real world, not the receptor sites.

Does it?

I dunno about that yet, there is more to it than that IMO.

Clean synthetic compounds that claim to be what they actually are (or vice versa) are cool. Dunno if I have come across them more than about twice tho.

Mostly thee prob was with the toxic rubbish people claimed was something else.

but you are right there.

That is capitalism for you.

[marykmusic]

The '60's thing... I was there, of course.

And we know now who was controlling the drugs, and why.

It was to turn a potentially society-changing movement into a snake that turned on itself. Henry Kissinger was part of the Students for a Democratic Society.

Divide anc conquer; it's worked well since the Roman Empire did it. --MaryK

[Trifecta]

I'm passing this onto you all because it worked for me and I have found inner peace. The way to do this is to finish all the things you start!

I looked around this morning to see the things I have started , so I finished the vodka, Baileys and some red wine and valium. You have no idea how fucking peaceful I feel!

You have to take alcahol into the mix of the tribal/holligan debate, and in fact not so much the beer consumed for the mob mentality, more the consumption in aluminium cans, its not the booze, its the alloys! The rave scene, not only gave mixed people from diverse backgrounds the opportunity to mix, dance and free there bodies from other toxins, they were drinking plenty of water.

Then coke moved in, then crack, then high octance drinks like redbull etc (those alloy cans came back) and ultimately the booze came back into the mix...thats when and how tptb got control of it...and the rise of holliganism is starting to wing its way back into society.

It is always hard to extract the exact truth from any given situation, much like the orgone movement and the experiences that are pretty waaay out there for most. The devil and the truth is in the details.

I would like to see more evidence of xtc's effect on the rave generation, but trying to negate that for the other complimentary come down drug of the weed, what with super skunk or some hydroponic mix filled to the rim with htc, for sure that is the controlling factor with a lot of the psychosis being experienced imho.

[orz]

supposedly one of the main reasons for the crackdown on the rave scene here in the UK (criminal justice act and all that) was pressure from the (masonic?) brewing industry because the working classes had discovered a way to enjoy themselves of a weekend without going to the pub and buying lots of beer?

[Trifecta]

The mind is an incredible thing and thusly the power of the placebo. See I cannot, as much as I would like to deny some of the high strangeness that took place when my primary focus was on the results of building these things, casting my will into them and throwing them out of my car on every trip I could make. I was empowered, felt like I was doing my bit for humanity, akin to my boyhood days of pretending I was superman.

But, always in the back of my mind I wanted empirical evidence that these things worked, they way I was being told they did. Then came the ice cube experiment. Put an orgone generator near a freezer with ice cubes in and see the ice cubes grow stalagmites..they did



Not my picture, nor my ice cubes, but it worked. Could be a piezo electric effect from the crystal being encassed in resin and does mean a form of energy is realeased...but?

Empirical evidence 1 (well at least of a quantifiable result of some change occuring)

Chemtrails did break up when I build my cloudbuster (but very hard to quantify)

Whenever I buried a towerbuster near a tower I could measure on a a zap checker a difference in the elctromagnetic frequency, again hard to quantify, because the field was always changing.

Then I decided to gift echelon (menwith hill) I gridded the whole area, prior to this I took a reading and the zap checker was of the scale, after gridding the place was completely dead, the zap checker was flat lined, checked the battery, put a new one in and still not even a background pulse, nothing?

As my enthusiam for these orgone creations increased, so friends and family were asking me to make them for them, people were reporting cured back pains after putting them under their beds, more lucid dreams, one was convinced a local tower had given them cancer, then convinced the orgone creation I made for them enabled them to be cured, even after chemotherapy?

I have thousands of anectodle evidence that these things carry some for of energy, that can be directed to a cause and yet still could not fully believe that it was not some form of mind catalyst, like the power of prayer.

After awhile I started to have a form of heighted psychic awareness, was told I was an empath, started to see what i believed at the time was past lives in people, would see a myriad of faces appearing, changing and offering tid bits of telepathic information ... thinsg were getting weirder.

Then I went to the states, met Don Bradley and the first thing he said to me was "please don't kill me" WTF? I stayed with him and his family for a few days. During one of my many conversations with him he told me that i do not see past lives in people, i see those who are possesed. I did not have the heart to tell him as I was looking at him, he also changed into a young and traumatised gay man.

The thing I found most disturbing about Don was his ego and the fact he never shut up, talking and talking and talking, sure it was interesting it give me pause for concern that this man was so worldly and knowledgeable, but could not see his own egos manifestations.

Before I left he showed me a book on sylphs (cloud elementals) Then I started to see them everywhere and a whole new chapter of the orgone movement grew around sylphs working with orgone activists to destroy chemtrails...it was getting even more confusing.

A few months after this meeting Don Croft announced that seven of us in the network were going to be assasinated, myself and my family included.

By Don Croft <terminator3@turbonet.com>
http://educate-yourself.org/dc/battling ... un04.shtml
June 13, 2004

Yesterday, EFF had an international blasting party because the Vril had targetted seven of us for extinction this week. Ryan McGinty was here and Carol ran the show on the chatroom.

Zeke Heng in Singapore had learned in a vision. I think on Friday, that some of us were to be murdered within a week, so Carol took a hard look at that and, sure enough, here's the list the Vril had chosen, in this order:

Don Croft
DB
Carol
Mark Davey
Sensei Dennis Griffin
Ryan McGinty
Zeke Heng

She got that Laozu Kelly, who's touring part of Europe with his bride (a honeymoon after 25 yrs of marriage) has an entourage of 3 MI6 and 2 KGB spooks but that he's safe. Since Kelly showed up and put a bunch of Earthpipes on the base at Dulce, New Mexico, in March before even the NSA knew what was happening, the sewer rats get really nervous whenever he takes trips these days.

Crystal Jones was apparently to have been shot by the FBI on June 8 but she'd been warned in a vision to get away from Michigan before then and get to a remote desert area, which she did (she visited us on the way and she's fine, on her way home if we're not mistaken.

When the blasting started, yesterday, at 2100GMT, the white haired NSA guy who had been responsible for murdering a good friend of ours in 99 showed up in front of Mark Davey's house [England], as did several assassins. We worked pretty hard ruining their fun, then in the heat of it I got a hunch to go after the head Vril creep who lives six miles underground in Neue Schwabenland (the old German base in Antarctica). I put Mr Skull on that one.

Mark was fine after about a half hour and the MI6 wetworkers had left or were carried away (no details yet from him), so more of us focused on the Vril guy, who was absolutely furious because we weren't supposed to be able to get to him. He reminds me of the demonic, murderous, ageless character in the leather SS outfit, mask and dark glasses in HELLBOY, by the way.

It's fun to get control of these predators, I admit.

Last week, as you know, DB's family were almost murdered by the CIA, again, and when Carol and I went after the perpetrators that night, sure enough, she saw the dapper, white haired NSA guy in charge, so we got busy with him and with his CIA crew who installed the water meter that has the depleted uranium plug welded into it. The NSA guy isn't human, of course, so wasting him doesn't do more than slow him down a bit (he's either reassembled or his consciousness is transfered to a 'polaroid' clone). We figure that if we do him enough times he'll end up like another ET, Count Sainte Germaine, whom nobody's heard from since we did him, finally, at Mount Shasta, over a year ago. The Count is still around; just not able to show up in human form any more and, to the chump newagers who buy cheap copies of Benjamin Creme's little icon portait of him, he's quite frightening looking now, so he just
won't show up for them and has also remained silent, even to the channelers. Most folks don't know that his old castle, called 'Ste Germaine,' in France, is on a big rock in a tidal flat. Most chump newagers assume that this very old offworld predator and sometime shapeshifter is a saint DB met him a couple of times under creepy circumstances, by the way.

By the way, his reference to 'doggie' is about a ground squirrel who lives in the family's backyard and has gotten familiar with them. The CIA no doubt poisoned the little animals just to make DB's children unhappy. What patriots, eh?

After the MI6 wetworkers and that Vril creep were 'done,' we got busy with the ancient Draconian who was in charge of this operation. Fortunately for us, that old fart had been tormenting Ryan all night, and now that there's so much orgonite out in the world, the offworld and underworld creeps are having a harder and harder time doing harm in our dimension, so the old sorcerer/priest, who was apparently running this Vril operation from his home planet, was pretty worn out already. I didn't even get a chance to join that fun because the guy collapsed under Ryan's directed wrath too fast for me to join the fun. I'd assumed that the Draconian would be the toughest nut to crack. Go figure.

The Sylphs have come back to our dimension in force due to all the gifting that's been done. It's sort of like 'Public' broadcasting, Ken, but please bear with me because those two things represent diametrically opposed institutions

In the case of 'public' broadcasting, you're aware that for two weeks out of the year anyone who's accustomed to listening to a public radio station or watching a PBS station endures the most intense, degraded form of on-air begging. They're begging for 5% or so of the stations' operating expenses, which are considerable due, partly, to the dizzyingly high salaries of the top bureaucrats. Most of the rest of the annual budget is paid for by the Rockefeller, MacArthur, Carnegie and Mellon foundations--Illuminati money--and a little bit is paid for by the feds. Just how public do you consider these foundations?

In the case of The Operators, among whom are the Sylphs, Lemurians, Andromedans, local etheric entities, spirits of departed Good People, even some good reptiles, insectoids, Pleiadians, etc., our 5% or so is plenty sufficient to indicate that humanity is, indeed, worth saving from our own predatory world order, hence the obvious displays in the sky, just about everywhere now, of Sylph cloud sculptures, white lenticulars that hide the Good Guys' spacecraft, the occasional mystical clouds ringed with magenta and chartreuse borders, and those gorgeous cerulean skies and white, puffy cumuli that so many of us are now seeing, here and abroad (but only when an area has been gifted, of course), after having witnessed the horror of HAARPed, spew laden skies and dense smog, day in and day out since early 1999.

The best part of this all, for me, though, is that some of us, including DB, used to be box- surveilled and intimidated by a parade of lower level CIA and even FBI thugs, psychic predators and sorcerers and now that those payrolled sewer rats no longer have the temerity to show their faces around us, the occult world order only assigns their top people in plans to erase us. That's real progress! This plot was apparently hatched after another chat/blasting effort busted up the three Illuminati meetings in Geneva, London and New York, a month ago. By the way, on Tuesday, the Women Warriors got together to ruin another couple of World Order Elite (sic) gatherings and they found that these top rats are now so scattered and disorganized that they've got more mayhem plots running than every before but that they lack enough focus to pull any of them off, thanks to the squeeze they're now under, hyperdimensionally. Note, too, that the reptilians and other predatory non-humans are finding it harder and harder to cloak in our dimension, and to stay focused.

Sun Tsu knew that war is all about energy dynmics and consciousness, rather than bloodshed and force of arms, and that force is best used 'surgically.' This is especially true when one belongs to the side that is grossly outnumbered and mostly made up of people who are a paycheck or two away from the poorhouse

I think the Operators like to pick people like us, who are pretty ordinary in popular terms, because when victory comes it will be seen that extraordinary people didn't achieve it. That's going to be a pretty empowering realization, don't you think?

By the way, if anyone's been gifting the death towers and wants to know his/her status with the sewer rat world order, all one needs to do is notice whether the subsequent. requisite black helicopter visits are directly overhead at a low altitude or skirt around just out of rifle range The reason I say that is that the occult world order's minions and enforcers are mostly cowards. The chopper pilots all know that when they break the law by flying right over our
houses, the more law-conscious among us know that we can shoot at them and we won't be punished for it

I had mentioned before that when Carol and I were in Atlanta over a year ago 200 FBI ninja thugs broke down the door of the apartment of a young Saudi student on the campus in our little town, here, and charged him with credit card fraud (no kidding!).

The chairwoman of the law school, here, was so incensed by this blatant thuggery that she offered to personally conduct his defense and the Saudi gov't footed the bill. Last week, he was found innocent in Boise. This is a landmark case, though you probably won't ever hear about it from the media news whores. Normally, when the FBI loses one of their railroaded cases in court the trial just stops short and the records are expunged but this time an Idaho judge actually ruled, I'm happy to say. If the sewer rats were still really in charge, that law professor would have been suicided and the Arab would have landed in a federal prison within a couple of weeks.

I only mentioned this to demonstrate the FBI's cowardice and loss of influence. Right now, as you probably know, the FBI is telling some people in our town not to associate with us becuase 'The Croft's are dangerous and are under intense investigation.' You also know that EFFers forced the FBI to leave Police Chief Billie and Lt. Carl, in Tennessee, alone last February when the FBI tried to sting them with fake dope-dealing and rape charges right after these two heroes stood against the (now, nearly defunct) Homeland Security Abomination, publicly.

Two weeks ago, an FBI guy in a new Audi tried to 'take one for the team' on US Highway 95 by abruptly driving into our lane, from the other direction, right in front of our car. Carol's reflexes were good at the moment and she swerved onto the shoulder just in time, our car missing his by inches at about 120 miles per hour. You can always tell the FBI local bosses because they tint their windshields black. How far would you or I get with a black windshield before a cop pulled us over? Yes, this is exactly how stupid and arrogant the FBI are these days. The five Men in Black whom I met outside of Washington, DC, after I gifted the satanic grid there in November, 02, were all driving their own new, black Lincoln Towncars with big chrome grills. Even they don't tint their windshields, though. These MIB 'morticians with attitude' sure do stand out in a crowd, by the way. I wonder how much more bizarre these world order types are going to get before we arrest them all and get them in front of lawful judges, finally.

We celebrated our victory yesterday at Mikey's and Ryan ordered the 'lizard special' (yes, it was made with chicken but we can imagine that draconian meat tastes like chicken, right?)

Sensei Dennie apparently had a ball in Mark Davey's dooryard in West Yorkshire during the 'chat' yesterday, and he's got a particular talent for showing up, somewhat more than just astrally, in the midst of assembled predators and doing that 'Kill Vril' thing that only a genuine swordmaster can pull off. I can't wait to read his account! Maybe Mark had to hose a lot of blood off his driveway Dennie is in charge of the martial arts department at The Citadel, which is America's premier military prep school. In January, he had conceived an orgonite weapon after having spent a month learning more stuff from a Chinese swordmaster, including some advanced meditation techniques. Dennie tried the new etheric weapon out at the headwaters of the Nile in February and apparently our witch doctor associate there, Kizira, was so inspired by Sensei's success that by April he, too, was kicking reptile butt in Africa and taking names. I think he's the first African shaman to stand up to these old voodoo predators and it may indicate the start of a trend there.

We all feel like we've moved up a notch in terms of the viability of our modest global network of genuine fighters. The best confirmation, though, came recently with the realization that more and more genuine fighters are joining and posting on EFF. It's been pretty hard to get past the possible stigma of being saddled with too many people who believe that 'fighting' is something other than how the dictcionary defines it and most of the later arrivals are true exemplars, finally. Most of the gifting is done by people who aren't interested in fighting, and that's rather a confirmation than a liability. We don't consider what we do to be appropriate for everyone, but rather as a sort of janitorial service. I get a lot of blasts from hot-blooded, militant pacifists, and, as you know, a small internet crowd of them pretty much had me on the ropes on another board, last August, when Mark Davey came forward and offerred to set up a board just for fighters. It's been lke pulling teeth to keep these PC mavens from overrunning EFF. Their true natures are apparent when they try repeatedly to log onto EFF under a variety of assumed names and IDs. Strange world, eh? These would-be character assassins remind me of the pitiful, militant vegans who leave the honey barrel's spout open a few minutes before closing time in the local organic food store in order to protest the evil humans' exploitation of bees.

Fighting the top rats of the occult world order feels like a privelage, by the way. Oddly, it's not so much about winning, any more than the destination defines a journey. It rather feels like we're reclaiming our birthright or that we're stopping a schoolyard bullies from stealing lunch money from all the first graders. Your site is a good place to discuss this stuff but the vast, vast majority of white people simply can't conceive most of what we're about, so if we were motivated by a desire to get famous or rich, we'd be very disappointed and even scorned.

~Don

See I was there and it is true that a grey haird old guy and a young blonde were outside my house looking directly at me, but it is another thing to say they were going to kill me and my family. I went outside, nothing was there and yet all these people involved were absolutely convinced they had saved my life from certain death. I told them straight it was bullshit.

And because I told them out right it was bullshit, they started to turn on me, telling me I was in fear and thus denial. The guy Sensie who runs the warriormatrix board and is also a martial arts expert who trains marines, was convinced he has killed six MI6 agents outside my house by my back door, or to use his term "wet worked them"

A week later I called Don bradley, he told me that I had been tiggered by a post hypnotic suggestion, he also intimated that this was done by Carol Croft, Don crofts wife... I confroted Don Croft about this and what had been said, to this day he has never spoken to me again and for a couple of years now has destroyed my name by calling me an MI6 agent, sent into to destroy the network

So, my conclusion, this orgone stuff works or at least empowers the brain to manifest positive outcomes and yet a great number of the people involved in the network are being decieved by those who lead it.

Although I have not built any orgone creations since this time, nor do i get fried anymore, or followed or stalked by psychopants, psychic vampires and the like, I stil to this cannot in a rational way negate some of the amazing things that took place and I wonder if the whole orgone movement is actually set up to discredited Wilhelm Reich and his work?

Maybe I will find out one day.

[Joe Hillshoist]

I confroted Don Croft about this and what had been said, to this day he has never spoken to me again and for a couple of years now has destroyed my name by calling me an MI6 agent, sent into to destroy the network

Oh yeah thats definitely what you have done on this thread (Sarcasm icon here).

Thats a wild story, but I have a few questions.

1. What was the orgone generator? Was it a lump of organite, a HHG or some other built artifact? (It might be worth trying to repeat this experiment, maybe for my own interests).

2. I still don't get what slyphs are supposed to be? Cloud elementals yeah but I need a few more details. How did the movement work with them etc etc.

[Trifecta]

The picture above was done with an HHG (holy handgrenade) Mine was also achieved with this, contents; clear quartz crystal, copper and alumininum shaved metals, various gems rose quartz included, no coils and polyster resin. The hhg I used was on top of the fridge for a couple of days. btw, they say you shuld not have any food in the freezer or as far away as possible.

The slyphs can manifest in various way, light whispy clouds, some do even look like figures. Some can be miles long/wide. Apparently they communicate with psychic activists and are supposed to be working with those working against NWO. Now I did buy into this thought form for awhile, have had personal experiences that make me scratch my head.

Zuerrnnovahh-Starr Livingstone has plenty to say about them (although according to Don Bradley, and thus the network he and Don Croft are the mouth piece for he is a them?) Google his name and sylphs and you will see a ton of stuff on them, he hangs out at http://educate-yourself.org/zsl/index.shtml also.

Sometimes it is hard to tell the difference between a chemtrail and a sylph as this link demonstrates http://educate-yourself.org/cn/sylphsvc ... ay05.shtml

Oh, and hole punch clouds to some are the work of sylphs


some sylphs



Great images here http://www.schools.ash.org.au/paa2/medi ... 5&fileid=#

Hope that peaks your interest.

[MASONIC PLOT]

Wow, some of these people you are dealing with sound like loony tunes.

"Paranoia will destroy ya."





Interesting story nontheless.

[marykmusic]

Osculum said:

So, my conclusion, this orgone stuff works or at least empowers the brain to manifest positive outcomes and yet a great number of the people involved in the network are being decieved by those who lead it.

We're putting together some more writings to continue the History from our POV.

I'm happy being able to read your side of this, as well. And yes, it was DB who fingered you to us as MI6. (Apology goes here.) He's also the one who called the New Year 2004 meeting a "love-fest." But later that spring, we got rid of everything we'd ever gotten from Bradley, including both orgonite devices and books, because we felt an inimical presence in our space. As many are aware, there's a bit of one's spirit that goes into anything one makes. The more adept can use things like that as gateways into another's space and consciousness. Getting rid of DB's stuff made a difference.

My brother always claims that he's neither a leader, nor psychic. But any challenge to him meets with an admonition that "yer either with me or agin me" and he orders his followers (the sycophants that he claims not to have, or want, influence over) to shun anyone who pisses him off. This most certainly includes Dragon and me, and anyone who associates with us. Thus was the orgonite community divided, and this dates back to the spring of 2003 addition of Sally Water to our arsenal.

It got worse with the start of the Agnihotra practice. This is the point we're at with our version of the History. --MaryK

[Cosmic Cowbell]

I don't want to see opinion censored simply because I or a moderator may be in disagreement with it. But I also don't want to see the board overrun by unchallenged, uncritical thought. (And this goes for my own thinking, too.) We're grappling with a lot of strangeness here, but that's different than succumbing to silliness.....

Next up:

"How to use Orgonite to disable Draconian Moonbase Cell Towers"

[Hugh Manatee Wins]

I don't want to see opinion censored simply because I or a moderator may be in disagreement with it. But I also don't want to see the board overrun by unchallenged, uncritical thought. (And this goes for my own thinking, too.) We're grappling with a lot of strangeness here, but that's different than succumbing to silliness.....

Besides the melanin-challenged equus, I'm reminded of Bob Frissell's 'Nothing in This Book is True, But It's Exactly How Things Are.' Oh, that one's a classic example. Much to be learned from that oh-pus about rearranging the furniture so the blind stumble into it.

Even bad examples teach something, don't they?

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Nothing in This Book Is True, but It's Exactly How Things Are
Edition: Illustrated
Author: Frissell, Bob

Description: This ambitious book is a personal psycho-spiritual journey, a theorization on the meaning of the monuments of Mars, a guidebook for transcending present three-dimensional limitations, and an account of our function within the grand celestial battle between internal and external knowledge. The newly revised and expanded edition of this cult classic features photos and illustrations throughout, and adds the Lucifer Rebellion, the solar storm, and the final three breaths of the merkaba meditation. The author emphasizes the importance of meditation for promoting the understanding of and connection to the metaphysical.... proceeds to thread together every New Age belief and conspiracy theory into a grand unified field theory of kookiness. -- Wired

HMW

melanin-challenged equus

Had to look that one up.lol

This is my point snake oil can be a very powerful placebo, to what end tho....havent got a friggin clue