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Instant Satisfaction in Matatiele
Orgonite in Matatiele - Instant satisfaction as usual
JOHANNESBURG 12 FEBRUARY 2006
I have just asked myself, why I write these orgone gifting reports:
I'm going to show you a lot of pictures of landscapes, skies and people in Africa again. Not all of them are meant to prove a point. For me, gifting this beautiful continent of Africa is a constant journey of discovery, a service of love to the land and its people. I hope that some of this love and excitement is transported in these reports and may inspire you, the reader to look at your part of planet earth with equal compassion.
With love, dedication and orgonite we can turn this planet around. Apocalypse doesn't have to be our future. We have a choice.
Instant Satisfaction as usual
Since a few months I’m in contact with a defected NWO insider with extensive first hand knowledge of the secret military’s infrastructure and inner workings.
Hence underground military bases have lately become my pastime or call it my new frontier if you wish.
His information has so far proved accurate, judging by the effects of treating the places pointed out by my contact.
After the Kuruman / Hotazel Area and various bases around Johannesburg, the Matatiele/Quacha’s Nek Area in the southern Drakensberg area where the Eastern Cape Province borders Kwa Zulu Natal and Lesotho was identified as an immediate priority to save this year’s planting season, routinely predicted (read planned) to turn into a drought catastrophe by the NWO minions at the South African weather service
Situation before our trip. You can see the coast is well busted, but the "Hinterland" leaves much to desire.
The distance to Matatiele was about 800 km without the busting detours and cost us about 100TBs and some Stick Hand Grenades for the watercourses crossed.
Towns busted on the way included Ladysmith, Estcourt, Howick and Underberg.
On the way we experienced a beautiful thunderstorm, but that stopped 20 km short of Matatiele.
In Matatiele total drought. The whole rainy season which normally starts in October it had rained only once on 1 January.
The area is infested with underground bases and microwave towers above ground.
HAARP Cloud over Matatiele
We were accommodated in a very nice “traditional African guest house” that is run by the local communities as an initiative to develop tourism as a source of income for the underdeveloped rural areas of this former “black homeland”.
They offer this guest house with an opportunity to ride and cultural village tours and expedition and a hiking trail in the Drakensberg Mountains that includes 4 huts with full breakfast and dinner awaiting the hungry hiker.
Mr. Tata II at Masakala guest house
Putting up our CB showed immediate Reaction.
An immediate build up of cumulus clouds and a light drizzle gave reason for hope
Next day (5th) we went out on horseback. This was of course part of the holiday program. The kids must also have fun and we love it very much. 2 towers got busted from horseback however.
The mounted team
For the time of our stay Robert Mnika was to be our guide for the whole day. He turned out to be very knowledgeable, competent and generally great company.
At the beginning of our outride we stopped under a rocky overhang where some San paintings were to be found. These paintings clearly have a magical purpose and where used as an interface for the San medicine men to communicate with the spirit world. It is not widely known, but the interactions between the black people (Bantu) and the San (Bushmen) was much more frequent, peaceful and mutually beneficial before the arrival of the white man. Credo Mutwa told me that all Sangomas (spiritual healers and seers) in Bantu Tradition have San blood in their veins and actually his name "Mutwa" means Bushman in Zulu.
When I was up in Uganda, I learnt that in the language of the Baganda people the same word is used for the small "pygmies" who still live in some tropical rain forests there and resemble the Southern African San in stature and feature, only that their skin is much darker.
Robert explaining the San ("Bushmen") paintings under a rocky overhang
Detail of San paintings
On our outride we could observe the formation of a giant blue hole, indicating a huge vortex formed by the CB, surrounded by a well defined ring of towering cumulus clouds.
Beginning of blue hole
Segment of blue hole
Target 1 - the blue hole was fully visible from here in all directions
Target 2 - weather already brewing
From this perimeter rain cloud was forming in the late afternoon in different directions and this rain was closing in on Matatiele in the evening.
There it starts raining
In the evening I took off with Robert to bust most of the towers in the Matatiele area and 2 of the underground bases of which my informant had alerted me. Strangely but true: The ground does sound hollow at those spots, even though not much else indicates extensive underground installations. But in both cases above ground military bases are not far and could provide the access points for the secret stuff.
A rainbow seen from the foot of the biggest tower above town
When we came back it was just in time to avoid getting stuck in a major downpour.
Robert was fairly impressed because the causality between putting up the CB, busting the towers and bases and the fantastic display in the sky was so obvious once you knew what you were looking at.
Next day (6th) the girls were happy to relax because the 6 hours of riding in the hot sun had been quite exhausting. So I took off with Robert to do the wider surroundings, especially the hollow mountain above the border post to Lesotho (Quacha's nek) and another mean Underground base near Ongeluksnek (Afrikaans for “Disaster Neck”)
Every time we could clearly observe the changes in the Sky:
Quacha's Nek - the UG base is under the flat topped mountain
The changes were particularly obvious when driving towards the basis near Ongeluksnek.
Before: HAARP ripples (already in state of dissolving) herringbone patterns
Shortly thereafter: Fat thunder clouds, lightning, rain…
This is the same sky, looking in the same direction
Sheets of rain coming down while the sun is still lighting the mountains. A sense of freshness and joy in the air
In the evening we got visited by 3 Sangoma (spiritual healer) ladies who came to inspect the CB. The got an orgone pyramid and some TBs to re-vitalise those holy spots that were used for prayer and ceremonies, before the missionaries and westernization messed it all up.
The 3 Sangomas, Thondi our host and another lady has helped with the cooking
Reaction: great joy!
We were asked to their homestead afterwards where they performed a dancing, singing and drumming ceremony for us, involving some 20 children as background choir.
This description is of course much too shallow, because the women went into a deep and intense trance in which they pleaded and communicated with the spirit world as a form of prayer to God (N’kulunkulu) using the spirits of the ancestors as intermediaries and witnesses.
The 3 Sangomas performing their prayer ceremony
Even though the encounter of the Sangomas was originally part of the “cultural village tour”this was a deeply moving experience and tears are still running down my cheek as I write this.
Even though I understood only a few Words, it was clear that they prayed for us in a full intuitive grasp of what we’re trying to do.
Dancing singing and drumming create powerful vibrations The name Sangoma means: "Person of the drum"
My goodness, what a stale event a normal Christian Sunday Service is in comparison to this.
No wonder I always fell asleep in church as a child or became restless and wanted out. Too much DOR from the pulpit.
In the evening: light drizzle.
In the morning of the 7th we started another short outride to a Xhosa village not far from us where another cultural dance performance was presented to us.
Scenes from the Xhosa village:
Designer kitchen Xhosa style
Around noon it started raining again and that went on the whole day and night and it was still raining the next day. A full success!
CB in the rain
Masakala drenched in rain
Dripping , dripping...
Robert, who had been driving and busting with me now for 1 ½ days was by now well convinced that the “mulungu muti” (white medicine) was working. So he and the 3 ladies who were there to cook meals and look after the house where quite eager to look at my website with pictures from the other expeditions.
Even next day (8th) we had ongoing rainfall on our way down to the coast, approximately 250km from Matatiele. On the way we busted a lot of towers along the road and the towns of Kokstad and Izingolweni.
Masonic lodge in Kokstad - busted
Unfortunately our success was now preventing us from lazing on the beach and basking in the sun. It was rainy walks in Anoraks instead…
Rain on the beach
Mzimkulu river mouth
Oribi Gorge nature reserve
Sylph clouds near Oribi Gorge
On our way back via Ixopo, Richmond, Greytown and Colenso we took intensive care of the town of Richmond, long known as a hotbed of violence in South Africa. Bloody and deadly fights between ANC and Inkatha supporters, originally fanned by so called "third forces" continue to this day. One of the most feared groupings in the old South African Army, the "Koevoet Batallion" supposedly operated (or operates?) this base with a lot of secret Russian mind control and weather modifying techi. No wonder people kill each other with such abandon in Richmond.
Struck by poverty: Graves near Richmond close to UG base
This mountain according to our information is hollow and houses an UG Base
The stones on top look like they once formed circles. A place of power
Top of the mountain
Friederike banging it in
Sunset between Greytown and Colenso
The job is finished - for now
The gifts put out on this trip
Situation after the trip.
Making rain - Does This look like a drought?
Plenty of rain washed practically all of Southern Africa for the whole January well into February. Another drought that did not take place.
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The light blue represents aprox. 10-30 mm rainfall, the darker blue 40mm.
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