Bitch Extraterrestrial Surgery
Have you read any of the many decades of reports of mutilated cows? If so, do you recall reading that the instruments used were beyond the human capability to create at that time? That is, many of the cows had marks that appeared to be made by laser types of surgery. While common now, never heard of in the 70s. Some of the mutilated cows also had surgical marks done with cold surgical instruments. That is, there was nothing that touched the cow except a beam.
From analyzing the tissue of cows mutilated with cold surgical forces, it was determined that a high energy sound beam did the work. For over the last decade, there are now surgical instruments available that use sound beams to do fine surgical cutting of tissue. Some useful applications are for internal work, where smoke or heat would be damaging.
As part of the transition gifted to us from our elders, can we not sense that by using cold cutting tools on the cows that they left for us to discover and think about, that at the same time they were allowing us to discover better ways of doing things? Can we see in this example of how they have inserted their kind technology into our world to give us a helping hand?
Phil Corso wrote a book about how he spent his time in the pentagon delivering materials from the 1947 Roswell crash of a UFO, to industry to reverse engineer.
From analyzing the tissue of cows mutilated with cold surgical forces, it was determined that a high energy sound beam did the work. For over the last decade, there are now surgical instruments available that use sound beams to do fine surgical cutting of tissue. Some useful applications are for internal work, where smoke or heat would be damaging.
As part of the transition gifted to us from our elders, can we not sense that by using cold cutting tools on the cows that they left for us to discover and think about, that at the same time they were allowing us to discover better ways of doing things? Can we see in this example of how they have inserted their kind technology into our world to give us a helping hand?
Phil Corso wrote a book about how he spent his time in the pentagon delivering materials from the 1947 Roswell crash of a UFO, to industry to reverse engineer.
Corso in Rome, Italy in 1997. (image credit: Paola Harris)
The Day After Roswell
Phil reveals the wondrous world of ET technology with first hand descriptions, of the materials and sciences from the extraterrestrial space craft that crashed at Roswell in 1947.
As with the mutilated cow and how we discovered then invented cold surgical tools by reverse engineering instruments from analyzing the marks left on the cows, can we not be thankful that our elders gifted us with a spacecraft by crashing it at Roswell in 1947?
How many transistorized products and glass fiber cable products have we created since we've had a blueprint gifted to us from our elders? Phil tells about the amazement of first discovering extraterrestrial materials in the pentagon office files that were delivered to him.
Our elders have given us so many of the tools of peace. Can we not say "thanks" to them? This guy says "thanks" to the kind extraterrestrial doctor that operated on me to remove a chunk of congealed asbestos glass that was stuck inside my gullet.
As to my surgery, that was a gift to me from elders that have kept me alive long after the perpetrators wished I would have been gone from this world. You see, I was poisoned in late winter, the early days right before spring in 2001. It was a form of asbestos that was put in to a meal I ate. Went to the same drive through restaurant on lunch break and made myself a target that way.
Back at work and about an hour or so after eating lunch, it was as if a fist had hit me in my right side. A shocking pain went through me from head to toe. A few minutes later, a second punch in the pancreas bit me. A third blow fell upon my gut a few minutes later. Then the pain passed. It began again in earnest about 3 months later and continued to grow more painful with each day that passed.
As the pain continued, I was aware that it was something that was permanent in me. At the time, for some curious reason, I found articles concerning Bentonite clay. I feel that our elders were directing me to sites with information in them that would help me to get the asbestos out of my stomach, pancreas and bile ducts.
In one article read of a farmer who had a sick cow and set her free from the pasture to roam on her own. Some time later the cow returned totally well. Again a cow became ill, he set it free and followed where it roamed to. Farmer learned that it went and found a clay deposit and ate its fill of it. How did clay help cure the cow? Since learning of Bentonite clay and its useful healing properties, have noted on wild life programs watching elephants in the wild eat clay also. Intuition?
I first purchased bottles of a mix of Bentonite clay and water. Used so much of it, then purchased the dry Bentonite clay powder, and added water to it and ate it. Within a few months I began to spit up asbestos with the clay attached to it. Some of it looked like bits of broken thin glass, not unlike what would be found in a Christmas tree ornament. Some of it was shaped in spirals, as if it had been stuck in my bile ducts. Some looked like glitter paint with little sparkles in it.
Awoke Out of a sound sleep one night, and coughed up what appeared to be nothing other than a baby tooth from my stomach. It was partially stained yellow and green. Upon breaking it open, the inside was made of what looked liked talcum powder. Since then saw a video of a medical procedure of a node removed from the pancreas. It looked just like a baby tooth. So presumably, this 'baby tooth' of beta eucryptite came out of my pancreas.
How many have we lost to pancreatic cancer? 1 'good' meal is all it takes. The talcum powder like asbestos material is so fine, it can easily be blended into frosting for a donut or cake. If taken in small amounts, it would likely not be noted by the eater. It is a cumulative poison, that is once it is in, it stays in and produces cancer. Beta eucryptite is an asbestos like material. It is a glass. Impervious to chemicals and will outlive the eater. It is a silicate. Some call it "old basalt."
Betonite clay is also a silicate. While it elementally is the same, the structure is different. The sameness allows it to combine together tightly. Bentonite clay mixed with water As a liquid, penetrates into the crevices of the bile ducts and the pancreas, to attach to the very small asbestos particles that are stuck in the organs of the digestive system. It makes these small pieces of piercing glass larger so that they can be coughed up or passed through and out the alimentary system. Have you ever seen liquid glitter paint? That is what some of this material looked like as it was coughed up.
For about another 2 years continued to eat Bentonite clay. Some of the particles that came up resembled nothing less than tiny bits of red fiberglass insulation. Eventually though, it seemed no more of the glass particles came up.
Something painful was still stuck in my gut. Recall driving home one day from work and the pain from this chunk still stuck in side of me was so dreadful, head to toe painful it affected, the thought entered my mind of why people elect to leave this world. You may be wondering, "What did this man do to get the asbestos tossed into his food in the first place? Answer: "Make peace not war." In another book will tell more of it all. Has anything other than love kept us in? 150,000 nuclear weapons and we're still here. What does that say about the power of love?
I made an appeal to our elders above to help me, as it was clear now that out the door of life I was going.
After asking our elders for help, it was some Time later that an extraterrestrial medical computer came to my bedroom. "Mary" was her name. It took measurements and pictures of my malady. It made sounds that we would recognize as automated equipment snapping pictures of my insides.
A few weeks before Christmas 2007, was awakened in the middle of the night. Strongly but firmly and gently was shaken for about 2 seconds. Instantly awakening I looked to see what it was, and next to my bed stood a 3 foot tall little green man. Large black eyes gazed out at me. The top of his head was very bright and shiny. His arms elongated. I looked at him and said: "ET, so nice to see you."
I put my hand out to shake his hand, and had my other hand positioned to pat the back of his hand at the same time. As he raised his hand to place in mine, in an instant he disappeared just like that. Holographic image?
Were our kind elders Testing me to see how I would react to the presence of a high level Being? It seems I passed the test because exactly one week later, on a Saturday night, early Sunday sleep stretch, was visited again. This time no shaking to wake me up. In an instant I woke up in what appeared to be a surgical arena.
Laying on a table I could see a shimmering black sky above me. The lighting was intensely bright. Recall thinking, "Who ever designed this headrest is really great at it." Fit as if it were designed just for me. Next to my stomach was a white tissue size box humming. Sounded like a hair dryer running at slower than slow speed. It was squeezing the insides of my stomach very intensively. Nothing on the surface's of the skin, only inside was it squeezing.
About 15 seconds of this squeezing ran, and then I saw the doctor at hand. Dressed in medical garb we would recognize, a speculum on his surgical cap he wore. Full sized black Glasses graced his lovely face above his surgical mask.
In his hands was a pair of forceps, about 18 inches long. The tip had a spreader and was bent into a curvature. It looked as if the tip was a diode material of some sort. Looked as if it was an electrical appliance. Doctor motioned with his free hand to open my mouth and turn my head slightly so that he could insert the forceps into my mouth. As I tipped and turned my head on command, he inserted the forceps gently and lined them up and pushed them right on down and into my gullet.
Deep inside he gripped the chunk of congealed glass fibers and Bentonite clay that was still stuck inside of me, that on my own I could not free. With a continuous pull, like a large tooth, he brought it up and out smoothly. Looked up and saw the ceiling of my bedroom. Total procedure about 30 seconds beginning to end. I thank the kind doctor most everyday.
Totally awake, checked all of my covers and blankets. Certain now, The entire procedure was done while laying in my bed. It was a remote location surgery gifted to me from the house of our Father who loves us.
Since the surgery many years ago, my stomach now is fine and free from disease.
A couple of days after the surgery, had a feeling that my body had been put through a real test. Sort of a post surgical response to the surgery gifted to me. From squeezing my stomach so intently, it shocked my body a bit. A good nights sleep and all was completely cured.
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Here's a real interesting book written by Phil Corso about some of the advanced technology from our elders, who gifted it to us at Roswell in 1947. It is available to read right now on your computer with kindle.
Phil reveals the wondrous world of ET technology with first hand descriptions, of the materials and sciences from the extraterrestrial space craft that crashed at Roswell in 1947.
As with the mutilated cow and how we discovered then invented cold surgical tools by reverse engineering instruments from analyzing the marks left on the cows, can we not be thankful that our elders gifted us with a spacecraft by crashing it at Roswell in 1947?
How many transistorized products and glass fiber cable products have we created since we've had a blueprint gifted to us from our elders? Phil tells about the amazement of first discovering extraterrestrial materials in the pentagon office files that were delivered to him.
Our elders have given us so many of the tools of peace. Can we not say "thanks" to them? This guy says "thanks" to the kind extraterrestrial doctor that operated on me to remove a chunk of congealed asbestos glass that was stuck inside my gullet.
As to my surgery, that was a gift to me from elders that have kept me alive long after the perpetrators wished I would have been gone from this world. You see, I was poisoned in late winter, the early days right before spring in 2001. It was a form of asbestos that was put in to a meal I ate. Went to the same drive through restaurant on lunch break and made myself a target that way.
Back at work and about an hour or so after eating lunch, it was as if a fist had hit me in my right side. A shocking pain went through me from head to toe. A few minutes later, a second punch in the pancreas bit me. A third blow fell upon my gut a few minutes later. Then the pain passed. It began again in earnest about 3 months later and continued to grow more painful with each day that passed.
As the pain continued, I was aware that it was something that was permanent in me. At the time, for some curious reason, I found articles concerning Bentonite clay. I feel that our elders were directing me to sites with information in them that would help me to get the asbestos out of my stomach, pancreas and bile ducts.
In one article read of a farmer who had a sick cow and set her free from the pasture to roam on her own. Some time later the cow returned totally well. Again a cow became ill, he set it free and followed where it roamed to. Farmer learned that it went and found a clay deposit and ate its fill of it. How did clay help cure the cow? Since learning of Bentonite clay and its useful healing properties, have noted on wild life programs watching elephants in the wild eat clay also. Intuition?
I first purchased bottles of a mix of Bentonite clay and water. Used so much of it, then purchased the dry Bentonite clay powder, and added water to it and ate it. Within a few months I began to spit up asbestos with the clay attached to it. Some of it looked like bits of broken thin glass, not unlike what would be found in a Christmas tree ornament. Some of it was shaped in spirals, as if it had been stuck in my bile ducts. Some looked like glitter paint with little sparkles in it.
Awoke Out of a sound sleep one night, and coughed up what appeared to be nothing other than a baby tooth from my stomach. It was partially stained yellow and green. Upon breaking it open, the inside was made of what looked liked talcum powder. Since then saw a video of a medical procedure of a node removed from the pancreas. It looked just like a baby tooth. So presumably, this 'baby tooth' of beta eucryptite came out of my pancreas.
How many have we lost to pancreatic cancer? 1 'good' meal is all it takes. The talcum powder like asbestos material is so fine, it can easily be blended into frosting for a donut or cake. If taken in small amounts, it would likely not be noted by the eater. It is a cumulative poison, that is once it is in, it stays in and produces cancer. Beta eucryptite is an asbestos like material. It is a glass. Impervious to chemicals and will outlive the eater. It is a silicate. Some call it "old basalt."
Betonite clay is also a silicate. While it elementally is the same, the structure is different. The sameness allows it to combine together tightly. Bentonite clay mixed with water As a liquid, penetrates into the crevices of the bile ducts and the pancreas, to attach to the very small asbestos particles that are stuck in the organs of the digestive system. It makes these small pieces of piercing glass larger so that they can be coughed up or passed through and out the alimentary system. Have you ever seen liquid glitter paint? That is what some of this material looked like as it was coughed up.
For about another 2 years continued to eat Bentonite clay. Some of the particles that came up resembled nothing less than tiny bits of red fiberglass insulation. Eventually though, it seemed no more of the glass particles came up.
Something painful was still stuck in my gut. Recall driving home one day from work and the pain from this chunk still stuck in side of me was so dreadful, head to toe painful it affected, the thought entered my mind of why people elect to leave this world. You may be wondering, "What did this man do to get the asbestos tossed into his food in the first place? Answer: "Make peace not war." In another book will tell more of it all. Has anything other than love kept us in? 150,000 nuclear weapons and we're still here. What does that say about the power of love?
I made an appeal to our elders above to help me, as it was clear now that out the door of life I was going.
After asking our elders for help, it was some Time later that an extraterrestrial medical computer came to my bedroom. "Mary" was her name. It took measurements and pictures of my malady. It made sounds that we would recognize as automated equipment snapping pictures of my insides.
A few weeks before Christmas 2007, was awakened in the middle of the night. Strongly but firmly and gently was shaken for about 2 seconds. Instantly awakening I looked to see what it was, and next to my bed stood a 3 foot tall little green man. Large black eyes gazed out at me. The top of his head was very bright and shiny. His arms elongated. I looked at him and said: "ET, so nice to see you."
I put my hand out to shake his hand, and had my other hand positioned to pat the back of his hand at the same time. As he raised his hand to place in mine, in an instant he disappeared just like that. Holographic image?
Were our kind elders Testing me to see how I would react to the presence of a high level Being? It seems I passed the test because exactly one week later, on a Saturday night, early Sunday sleep stretch, was visited again. This time no shaking to wake me up. In an instant I woke up in what appeared to be a surgical arena.
Laying on a table I could see a shimmering black sky above me. The lighting was intensely bright. Recall thinking, "Who ever designed this headrest is really great at it." Fit as if it were designed just for me. Next to my stomach was a white tissue size box humming. Sounded like a hair dryer running at slower than slow speed. It was squeezing the insides of my stomach very intensively. Nothing on the surface's of the skin, only inside was it squeezing.
About 15 seconds of this squeezing ran, and then I saw the doctor at hand. Dressed in medical garb we would recognize, a speculum on his surgical cap he wore. Full sized black Glasses graced his lovely face above his surgical mask.
In his hands was a pair of forceps, about 18 inches long. The tip had a spreader and was bent into a curvature. It looked as if the tip was a diode material of some sort. Looked as if it was an electrical appliance. Doctor motioned with his free hand to open my mouth and turn my head slightly so that he could insert the forceps into my mouth. As I tipped and turned my head on command, he inserted the forceps gently and lined them up and pushed them right on down and into my gullet.
Deep inside he gripped the chunk of congealed glass fibers and Bentonite clay that was still stuck inside of me, that on my own I could not free. With a continuous pull, like a large tooth, he brought it up and out smoothly. Looked up and saw the ceiling of my bedroom. Total procedure about 30 seconds beginning to end. I thank the kind doctor most everyday.
Totally awake, checked all of my covers and blankets. Certain now, The entire procedure was done while laying in my bed. It was a remote location surgery gifted to me from the house of our Father who loves us.
Since the surgery many years ago, my stomach now is fine and free from disease.
A couple of days after the surgery, had a feeling that my body had been put through a real test. Sort of a post surgical response to the surgery gifted to me. From squeezing my stomach so intently, it shocked my body a bit. A good nights sleep and all was completely cured.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Here's a real interesting book written by Phil Corso about some of the advanced technology from our elders, who gifted it to us at Roswell in 1947. It is available to read right now on your computer with kindle.
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Bentonite is good to get rid of silicate fibers that are stuck in the internal organs. Attaches to micro particles and makes them big enough, so that they can sometimes be coughed right out.
Above is Liquid Bentonite premixed and ready to drink in the bottle formula. Very good stuff.
For users who need a lot of detox to their internal organs, wetting and eating the clay itself is recommended. Bitch drank bottles of pre mix Bentonite for years, and coughed a bunch of small glass particles up. The micro glass particles were from eating just one drive through meal, contaminated with old basalt.
Then began eating Bentonite clay for a couple of more years. It works great in getting the asbestos fibers out.
For users who need a lot of detox to their internal organs, wetting and eating the clay itself is recommended. Bitch drank bottles of pre mix Bentonite for years, and coughed a bunch of small glass particles up. The micro glass particles were from eating just one drive through meal, contaminated with old basalt.
Then began eating Bentonite clay for a couple of more years. It works great in getting the asbestos fibers out.
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