WHAT'S THAT SOUND?

I’ve been on a little CV19 genocide war break. I’m doing some translations off my digital recorders. I’ve been recording some very strange sounds in the night sky over the last couple of months and I haven’t really given them the attention they need. I’ve been trying to keep my recording sessions under 30 minutes. I can easily spend two days on a 30 minute session.

On April 3 I ran a session that captured a lot of strange. I like strange. I find it very interesting. One hundred times better than anything on tele-a-vision. The session started around 9PM. Clear skies, full moon. Perfect.

I repeated the session the following night, April 4 at 9:12PM. I accidentally fell asleep and the recorder ran for over four hours capturing a lot of strange, a Great Horned owl, and coyotes that sounded like they were in my front yard. Four hours could take me a week to translate and analyze, meditate, ponder, challenge, debunk, test and repeat the process to attempt to duplicate it.

Both recordings captured spirits but those aren’t really considered strange to me they are a given. THEY WILL BE THERE. A host of snapping sounds, cracking sounds and pops go off in the house as well as outside—recorder is on open window ledge facing outside in the front of my house. I often joke with my wife we have the only snap, crackle and pop house on the block.

Oddly, the sounds are vastly different from the front of my house facing south as opposed to the rear of my house, Ghost Gardens facing the north. Garden sessions lately have been spiritually quiet. Their claim is they just aren’t able to come up high enough on frequency for me at this time, but they assure me nothing has changed with our relationship, that they didn’t just disappear. I know they are there because I can hear down to very low frequency levels, but at those levels I can’t translate as well. I might only capture two words of a sentence.

I’ve written about the strange sounds in the night sky in past reports. There’s a constant rumble with occasional swishing, swirling type sounds interjected. I often hope it is something coming to get Governor Jay Inslee. Shown here in his favorite setting—the only place he feels safe. Here he asked the students, “Who here thinks I’m an evil dumbshit? A communist traitor working for the World Economic Forum?” A few smart kids there.

Describing sound is difficult. I’ve done what I can to debunk wind or any aircraft. I’ve ruled those two out as the constant source. In my meditation on these strange sounds I’m wondering if they can be coming from something in deep space. Go Sci-fi now. A craft perhaps that can project sound, energy, frequency and we can hear it, if we’re listening for it. It can manipulate it, energy, frequency, to create a host of different sounds. At times it almost makes a discernible word. I tell it to try harder that it almost made it. Who is flying the craft? Perhaps it’s not a craft. Could they direct energy, possibly beam it from their location? I like Sci-fi.

At times the swirling mosh pit of sound will swirl down to just outside my house directly in front of the recorder. Go Supernatural now. God, or other gods? Words not associated with the swirling mosh pit do break out and it sounds like they are talking inside a tin can, but amplified. They know my name. They are aware of what I am doing. I say they because the amplified voices are coming through in both male and female. Both sexes can be gods. A Christianity shocker I know, but the female voices are speaking with authority, confidence, and a real don’t fuck with me attitude. They aren’t challenged by any dominant male voice either. If no then why was the word goddess ever created?

Go man made now. We know man and possibly a host of parasitical alien life are creating a host of planetary damage.

Or do we know?

Some of that damage can and probably does create sound. HAARP, does it create sound? What about 5G projecting out frequency? I’d say anything producing some type of energy is going to create sound at some level and nut cases like me are recording it. Are the strange sound anomalies man made? That’s a possible debunk that I am factoring into all of this odd sound phenomena. However, I’m leaning heavily towards Sci-fi / Supernatural rather than man made. It seems to be too personally directed. Both have said my name and it makes it far more interesting.

My hope is while I’m off for a few days the transgender assault part of our war passes me by. I am a little curious how Bud found Dylan. Which Bud at Bud thought it a good idea to put a transgender person on their beer can? Did the marketing department get a vote? What about the Chief Financial Officer? Wouldn’t those internal emails make some good reading.

I’ll be back with another VRR In the Noose, or possibly a VRR TV Guide Report, or maybe a Rage Gauge #2. The writing possibilities are endless.