By the fourth day ...chemtrail pics

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carole pellatt <clpellattPost Election Photo EssayThursday, November 6, 2008, 3:09 AM

Hello,

Please be prepared for the very serious nature of this essay. They have been spraying for four solid days, and these pictures need to attest to that fact.

Thank you.

 

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BREATHE 4 days in a row...do you dare to continue to look, let alone breathe....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today, I have nothing smart to say.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day, it's all gone away.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine a blue sky.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day I've replayed that inane conversation...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I had with Ray, the reporter from the New Times...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

about contrails and how he thinks I should read Carl Sagan....

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

so many times that I want to throw up until I have amnesia.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day I can't fathom why no one sees this.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Picture a blue sky.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day I realize that James, at Sky Harbor Airport...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

has received so many of my emails about tanker jets and spray...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

that he'll probably ignore me for a while.And although he's a nice guy,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

he will never contact the military "to get to the bottom of this."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine a blue sky.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day I realize that they have sprayed incessantly

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

over densely populated areas.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And I realize there must be military bases inside every major city.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Like ours, Arizona Department Of Military Affairs,at Papago Military Reserve.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The only Base that offers training courses in all the high tech weapons.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day, I've driven past that Base 20 times.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I stare at the massive array of antennae,and I stare at the flag.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

My eyes take in the Apache Helicopters on the tarmac,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the ones that keep me up all night long.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I imagine what they'll weigh once their "Hellfire missiles" are attached.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

You know, the kind that wipe out villages and decimate wedding parties.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day, when I drive by the Base,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I imagine how important these people think what they are doing is.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And how unimportant they must think I am.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

After all, they're trying to save the free world.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I'm just trying to survive them.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine feeling so important that a child's developing lungs aren't an issue.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine feeling so powerful that you can deny man's natural instinct

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

not to be separated from nature.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And that you can make that decision for everyone.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine a blue sky.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day, my brain is so exhausted by the toxic,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

genocidal, playground of the powerful with a limitless budget,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and the silence,complacency,blindness,and denial of the masses.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wonder how seemingly nice,pleasant people,can make weapons for money.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day, thoughts of nature, plants,animals,insects,crops & water

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and forests becomes unbearable.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine a blue sky.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

By the fourth day,conversations about which politician will save us,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

the Dow Jones Average,interest rates,sports teams,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

consumer goods, and tv shows,

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

have made me so sick to my stomach

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I've forgotten how to breathe.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Imagine a blue sky....