"Atmospheric River Event"

and its possible origins

I live in California. It’s a breathtakingly beautiful, richly diverse state in its terrain, with mountains, deserts, forests, plains, and — of course — the long, enviable coastline of The Mighty Pacific Ocean. California has also been touted as the forerunner of all things healthy.

And I call bullshit.

In the last ten days or so of January, I witnessed the most egregious stratospheric aerosol campaign I have ever seen. It went on every day, starting in the early morning and continuing into the evening. The sky would start out blue, then it was criss-crossed all throughout the day. The thin double-plumes would not dissipate as normal airplane contrails; they spread out and formed fake clouds (people, those are NOT clouds!).

These are silvery veils that cover the sky and, if there are real clouds, they merge with them and CHANGE their appearance.

Cut to Sunday, January 28 when Ron and I, Jack and Karla, and Daniel and Tanner visited Santa Margarita Lake and then the old Mercury Mine.

Here is what I witnessed over the lake itself.

View #1:

View #2:

Then we went to the old mercury mine, and there was even more fuckery. As if!

Here along the trail, it became obvious to me that the spraying not only continued, it targeted new areas of the ecliptic, since one quadrant was already covered (at least for THAT day).

At the mine processing pad, I took this photo for an art project. But when I looked at the sky behind the old engine wheel, I CRIED.

Please don’t tell me this is normal. Clouds do not write paths in the sky.

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Cut to this weekend AND . . .

The “Atmospheric River Event” in California

Ron and I camped in Oxnard on Saturday night when the supposed storm was predicted to begin. It didn’t.

But the next morning, Sunday, February 4, 2024, it got blustery and wet, REAL FAST.

We left Oxnard just after 11:00AM PST. We were being pummeled with sheets of rain and high-powered winds. We drove slowly.

I persuaded Ron to get fuel for the truck at our earliest stop off South Milpas Road. We don’t know the area so it was a driving debacle, but we got our truck’s tank filled and that was more than enough gas to get us home.

As we moved north on the 101, the weather situation became very intense. We drove at around 40-45 mph.

When we arrived at the northbound rest stop in the Gaviota Pass, we were astonished at the insane rain and wind. Despite me wearing a long hooded raincoat and high boots, I was immediately drenched after stepping out of the truck! How could that happen? Well, wind is swirling every-which-way and carrying the rain with it.

We got back on the road, and I started to witness dozens upon dozens of waterfalls coming off the mountains through the pass. It was truly astonishing! I mean, I found myself wide-eyed for probably 15-20 minutes. I wondered if I should take photos or videos, but I was, honestly, too stunned to deal with that. I have never seen anything like this is in my 35 years living in California.

Th good news is that we got home safely and without incident.

But here are some of my questions:

Was the storm engineered by stratospheric spraying?

Do they still call it “cloud-seeding,” as if it is helpful to agriculture?

If so, what kind of ramifications follow with regard to state mandates etc?

Is this “act” part of The Great Reset STAGE PLAY?

Can we stop this?

How?

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Okay, It’s late. I just looked at the clock and it showed 11:47. I think that might mean something.

Either way, it’s STILL raining outside, and pretty heavily I might add.

I have a full day tomorrow, and it’s time to get some much needed rest.

I hope you get fully rested, too.

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As always, I wish you excellent health, well-being, and joyful Life-affirming creativity!💖