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Miami Day with Don and Carol, an excerpt from my book.
by Doc D M
Wednesday, October 10, 2007

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     I gifted miami bay with Orgonite with Don and Carol Croft during the harpicane project. Then later during hte radionics program that Don put me in there was a song made for me that described that day. To the girls. With every TB I threw out I said to myself. 'this one is for the girls'. So the song followed my tunners I played and the boat ride, the dolphins coming in and Don telling me Im so crazy for the new age things I do.

That dead shark sure did stink. If not for the dead shark at the beginning and end of a lovely day, that toss of the special TB would not have been jinxed. It stayed on top of the water for a long time glimmering a message of what you will soon meet. Silly thought. But, I had to have something to blame it on.



Then in the next song. What do I have to do to let you know that I'm alive? My big mouth. Set your record back.

My rewrite, bigger than a shamanic process begins, from the first session, to the second. The second, to correct problematic frequencies of the first. I will learn to set my records back.

Heres don speaking about the time when I was in Jupiter and my poem about it here. After I wrote this post. myspacepage was phissed and my poem about miami bay gifting, my gathering time poem and my resume was removed from myspace page. so I found it on EW and here it is.
In Dr Reich's day, enormous popular interest was generated in his work until these poison mongers' predecessors went to work on his network. They drove nearly every tuth-seeker away from him, after that, and within a short time he was imprisoned, murdered and essentially erased from history.
The difference, now, is that Dr Reich's contributions have found a much broader expression in a genuine, global grassroot movement that's not personality-based, so the poison mongers can't find any proper targets ;-). Their slander arrows, mainly, were directed at D Bradley, strange to tell, perhaps because they were hoping that he was the 'head' of this movement. They can't understand the nature of a grassroot movement, after all. DB is still doing okay, apparently, though they clearly wanted to kill him before they started the slander campaigns on the discredited boards.I was not active in those days as I was busy getting my naturopathy degree so I didnt read much or gift yet. but I do Indentify with some of what I have read and heard about DB. I love his session and I believe it was written for all of us who started the sessions with Pluto so Don goes on to say--
Sour grapes for them, I guess. I've put enough information about him and his gifting achievements in my book that if it gets popular, so will his substantial contributions to this network be recognized and his good reputation restored. See how they're trying to erase him? This is what they did to Dr Reich, though that effort is finally failing, too.
Let's do whatever we can to exonerate Dr Reich, okay? It's necessary, now, for him to be seen in proper perspective. The work we're doing has been effective at bringing Dr Reich back into public discussion, again, and I'm damn proud of our role in that, at least.

I love this part--
The most dramatic encounter Carol and I have had with dolphins in Florida happened a couple of days later, in Miami. That day, Diana McClintic, who lives near Ft Myers, rode along with us and they dropped me off thirty miles north of Biscayne Bay so I could gift the ocean along the coast from Boca Raton to North Miami (Haulover Inlet). I picked them up at a nearby marina and we gifted both sides of Biscayne Bay from North Miami, eleven miles to Virginia Key and back .
wishing I had been there for this part. maybe it would have totally changed my need to have pluto work out with me what communication blocks would not--
Jeff, Carol and I had gifted the larger part of Biscayne Bay some time ago and the water, there, has become pristine and beautiful; so back to the day I was in the boat--
the north section, between Miami and Miami Beach, was still pretty funky. The dirtiest stretch of water was right by the tallest buildings in Miami, between downtown and the cruise ship terminal. Carol saw a dolphin's dorsal fin right by the bridge that goes to the ferry terminal, so I slowed the engine to idle and turned toward the dolphin. A couple of cops were waiting for us in a speedboat, there, so we weren't watching the water, which looked pretty nasty, anyway.
Soon after that, we saw the fins of about twenty bottlenose dolphins. Carol and Diana started tossing orgonite to them, including dolphin balls, and they came closer and closer to the boat, playing with each other and sticking their heads up out of the water. I was driving in slow circles and the water was only a couple of feet deep in places, so I was churning up a lot of mud at times. Carol had an urge to jump in the water but she won't swim in water where she can't see what's coming.
Diana was hitting a tuning fork and we could tell that the dolphins enjoyed the sound because they came closer when she did that. I'm thinking of getting a small crystal singing bowl for these occasions but will certainly get some tuning forks, at least. Carol says they love certain sounds.
We decided to go after awhile but the dolphins remained and the cops apparently forgot about us because they were both in the bow of their boat, looking around at the dolphins. I don't think they noticed when we left. Dolphins love everyone, of course, and nearly everyone responds to that love.
One of the bigger dolphins (there were a lot of youths in that pod) asked Carol to disable a HAARPifact (my term for an uncharacteristic HAARP weapon; this one turned out to be one of those 'bowling pin arrays' up on a platform on Virginia Key), 'along our way and to the right.' We did a thorough job on that one, careful of the shoals since it was low tide by then and Biscayne Bay is loaded with shoals. HAARP affects cetaceans, so maybe those coastal arrays are partly configured to harm them as well as to disrupt weather over land.
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No Subject - 17 July, 07:49
Diana, who had been gifting in Indianapolis but came to Florida to explore some new nursing career opportunities and to finish up her naturopath education, was inspired to write the following poem:

Listen to my story Pull up a seatOpen your minds eye You are in for a treat.
This is a story about the most healing dayGifting with Don and Carol on Miami bay.
Calls from the water of the bays, come on in, You are my friends,
You will have a great day, so this is where it begins
Before coming I was scared, now in the boat I felt free
We start dropping the orgonite and I made mine ski
The tbs were tossed out in a timed way to create a harmonic tune
With the pulsing in my veins I knew it would be soon
I tapped my angel and crystal tuners as Carol tossed the orgonite
Don drove the boat slowing down as if knowing this was the site.
The orgonites under the water linking one with each other
Correcting the underwater currents with a shimmering cover
The dolphins knew then that Carol was near and gathered to receive the balls
They waited patiently for that one last link to break down that negative energy wall.
Then suddenly they were free to jump
And we all said in succession Look over there, over there, over there,
At first just showing their fins they were everywhere
Then as we threw those beautiful dolphin balls out
The dolphins began to sing and shout
Lets give them a show And the rest I am sure by now,
what dolphins will do for Carol
They were under the boat making the radar look like we were sitting to low
It was so much more than songs of a sparrow
The sonar they sent made me a child
Then soon I was an infant baby, how wild!
The Miami police boat was watching us as if wondering what will they do
Then the dolphins started jumping one by one, then two by two,
They jumped high with that smile, and in pairs,
Each jump would be higher like steps of a stairs.
Leading us to a place some would call heaven
I knew then, this was confirmation,
the queen of diamonds and jack of clubs
ace of spades were much more than a seven
We created a reality that day, one of breaking bread of loaves by the sea
Communion with the dolphins, Carol, Don and Diana, that's me.
The dolphins instructed Carol move on ahead under the bridge
then a couple a waves undertow turn right at the ridge
So we gave our thanks and gratitude
to the Dolphin's pod and drove on past the Miami police
with a wave and a nod.
God protect those dolphins and send them to a safe place I prayed
They risked their lives in coming out in that dirty Miami bay
To show us we were right on course we got another confirmation
A huge beautiful Sylph in all its gllory stayed with us in adoration.
We gifted the world trade centers, oh waters now of glory!
Let us sit back and in time hear of your sweet story.
The weather balls, then we even gifted the oblisek
All that negative energy, just gone in one instant.
That was my day with Carol and Don July 10, 2006
Starbucks before and starbucks after
What a thrill to undo the next planned disaster.


~Diana
Thanks Don and Carol, for everything you do

 

Don was my mentor. and I really love and respect the guy, despite the rumors and email slanders set out to destroy my integrity.

Hey folks, there is nothing I would not say to Don so trying to cause problems with who I considered to be my mentor was just that, a stupid attempt at trying to cause problems. Some warriors should be out gifting and not making a tatletale of themselves.

and to Don,

 

We had a rough time there, ending what would have been a great thing with Pluto, had it been for real. I know I felt better once I got the implant out. Just about caught my brain on fire but  thats the way it goes. I put sometimes 12 hours a day into that program watching a man conjure up demons. DUH.

oh well, thats over and Im a better person cause I got to bring the worst of me possible out then I kept on my self taking my self all the way back to childhood, to a time when I had no fear and society did not back my down and now I am so wide awake. I love my orgonite. I make the best ever. I love gifting and Im evern going out of body now and having a lot of fun.

I had a big mouth. I hope everyone realizes I am rewriting my life and doing a good job of it. I have a lot of graditude for EW, especially Jeff Mckinley and Don Croft. Kenny is the best young one and upcoming best. And Andy is OK. for a good laugh and a bedtime story.

Im glad Im back. That was a rough ride and even now some of them are still implanted and mind controlled.

Im tough. I had a good mentor. I got here. He later proceeded to help me remove the new age hook that had claws extended as I had a bad headache and was unraveling energy tangles from many different sources about me that caused him to angst. But alas he blasted the damn thing off me when he felt the claws so I was able to finish the job and headache gone.

Then he wrote me congratulaions, your here now or at least you are on the map.

 

 

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Reviewed by alex dihes (алик дайхес) 8/19/2008
thank you for sharing your masterpieace with humanity. honestly, before i valued only one narrator in history: Homer, now i have two Homer and You.

in reverence and immense admiration

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