Waking up, and sleep walking.

by Byron Alblas
(Yorkton, SK, Canada)

Dear Reader,

I have a few things to say, so bear with me a bit please.

First, my wife and I who drive team together were in Oregon 2 weeks ago and while She was driving something strange happened. She told me as soon as I woke up because it bothered her a lot.

While heading West bound on I-84 she noticed a large military dual rotor chopper hovering to the North of the highway and it was swooping back and forth like it was crop dusting. When she got nearer to it a clear rain started falling on the truck and roadway.

This "rain" dried up very quickly and left a strange grey film all over the truck. We were near Camp Pendleton.

I can only speculate what was in the rain, but it is only the second time I have been directly chemtrailed. (The other time while I was in the Rockies.)

She was really upset by it, and even more upset when I told her what it was. I am so thankful that she has an open mind. I also showed her the military reserve alongside the highway. She was amazed by the sheer number of bunkers that are clearly visible from the road. She figured that they numbered in the hundreds and asked me why she never noticed them before.

All I could say was that they are hidden in plain sight.

The other thing is, today I went shopping to pick up a few things including a few gifts.

Now major box stores have a policy that you must never have empty shelves, and as I walked around I was looking at some empty shelves and many many shelves with merchandise only one layer deep at the front. It would seem that even the major players are not planning on a great Christmas shopping season.

I also looked at the other shoppers in the store. There was not a lot of big ticket items in their carts and most people did not have very many purchases. Those who did were the people who seemed to be stocking up on the basic necessities, (I mean several months worth).

I have always felt uncomfortable around people. And too many people make me want to leave the room. I need to be free from their closeness. But, today, after only 2 hours in town I was exhausted. Everybody seemed to be giving off a nervous smell. Many people were even stopping and seemed to be wool gathering right in mid stride. Nobody had their hearts in shopping at all.

Amid all the lights, songs, and colourful packaging it felt more like people getting ready for a storm rather than the holiday season.

It reminds me of when I worked in a plastics factory. One time an automated molding press got plugged and the machine just kept on going. Nothing useful came out but it would cycle just the right amount of time as per the program.

Who knows what will happen? Are we waiting for the other shoe to drop, on our necks?

Take care,
Byron Alblas

PS Joe, I like your idea. This is a picture of me with the last truck I drove, it is one of my favourites.