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[Introduction - Song of Angels V - Truth 1](https://steemit.com/story/@jeff-kubitz/song-of-angels-v-introduction
This shows a fairly clear perfect cylinder of nanoparticles. The closer one gets the harder it is to see. The start out from the ground maybe 10-20 yards or meters in diameter and grow vertically maybe a mile in height then they spread out to a mile in diameter.
Meeting the Angel:
Back in Silicon Valley in a suburban tract house, I was in my bedroom on the second floor. It was a long workday and I had to walk the two miles home. I worked the swing shift of a paper conversion plant or shop.
I knew this job very well and worked it for years. I knew how to operate so many different types of equipment and machinery. I knew whole production manufacturing systems. After the workday, tired and looking out the window at night. It must have been January or February of 1983 so it was still winter. I was used to this job and did it for years. I knew all about it and thought I would do it help the plant grow…do it until I retired and owned the business.
The winters of Milpitas are mild in temperature but when a rainstorm comes in it can be very windy. Sometimes the storms reach hurricane strength.
This night was very windy and the neighborhood was older with many tall trees. They shook in the darkness with palm fronds and leaved branches rocking in the windy gusts.
Suddenly I saw a brunette woman lift into the sky with arms outspread like a human cross. In the night, there was no indication of where she came from but suddenly she was standing at the window while I stood leaning on the sill. She looked at me with her arms at their sides. Her eyes sort of glowed in the light, not awkwardly or like but her eyes were brown.
Amazed, I leaned forward and looked down. This wall was straight down and there was nothing under her feet. A foot or two in front, I looked as best I could at the woman but it was dark and she was in the shadow of the night. There was no light on in the bedroom to light her face because I was about to retire.
She was shadowed and obfuscated, not be seen clearly, but she wore a darker long sleeved sweatshirt and blue jeans. She was buxom or full figured. She seemed good-looking and a loud thought or sound heard - this is the one.
If God says he is going to give you a woman, the first thought is, she must be an angel. How lucky! She flew away. I never thought to open the window and talk to her. I had never seen someone fly before. My mouth must have hung open the whole time and my eyes must have looked like they popped out of my head.
The advice is try to be good your whole life. Maybe we get what we deserve.
It took a couple of months before we met. Anyway, once we met, she had many, many fine qualities. It was kismet/fate…a mission from God. Our meeting was a sucker punch.
Recently graduated from college and of course, I learned these things were impossible and I believed like everyone else – God, witches, DADADS. All is false, hallucinations, or dark fantasies from stories and as my life went on, I knew they were liars or they had never experienced such things. Since I am combative by nature – I was lied to. So were you. Lies used to control where everyone sees the truth is nuts?
These things are impossible unaided by a human being acting under their own power but what if they have danced with the spirits in the desert and been infused with artificially intelligent nanoparticles from either a DADADS component? What if another life form came through a vortex and possessed them?
I was going to delete this from the story but it plays a very integral part as you will see how powerful and integrated the Cult is into governments and corporations.
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