the ventusky blob, in theaters everywhere, rated R

Y'all remember the Ventusky blob that has been showing up on weather maps since the solar eclipse? The blob with coordinates that zero in on a subantartic volcano, Bouvet Island?

Sorry for the blurry image, but according to the CIA's own official webpage Bouvet Island is uninhabited and difficult to reach. So why do they have imports and exports? Who is making this jewelry and these garments that Singapore is buying?

I looked into fine jewelry in Singapore, and wow, there must be precious jewel mines and fountains of metals at Bouvet.

These can be yours for only $32,000. Pocket change, you poors.  But I'm a simpler gal. These $4500 pearl earrings are more my style.

Or maybe you are more of a coral and diamond monkey person. What exactly do you wear the below necklace with? Maybe one of the garments they also make on the island. I would like to know more about these garments too. 

To add an even creepier layer, Bouvet Island is the setting for the Alien vs Predator movie.

"A Predator ship arrives on Earth and uses a heating device to melt a hole in Antarctic ice. Meanwhile, a satellite detects the heat bloom beneath Bouvetøya, an island about 1,000 mi (1,600 km) off the coast of Antarctica."

I did see a clip somewhere where someone had supposedly recorded a 'second moon' crossing over the moon the day before the eclipse. The video below should begin right at the start of the clip with the second moon.

I haven't decided what I think about this. But I do wonder what if we were all looking over there, while something was landing over here. People do say the moon is a reflection of the earth, and we all know 'as above, so below.' 

According to this plotline, that means that something arrived around the time of the eclipse and then the gigantic blob/phoenix egg/predator bloom began to rise from the ashes. In our foreseeable future we have some great things to look forward to. Which will come first: the Carrington event which will take us back to the stone age, the new Madrid fault-line earthquake, or the invasion of the predators? 

Y'all know I like words. The word Bouvet is from the old French word 'boverie,' which is a stable for oxen. Is Bouvet Island trying to keep some sort of beast enclosed, perhaps? Or maybe a testing ground for human cattle who mine jewels and design luxury clothing (and paper. We can't forget the paper. Are we talking gold plated toilet paper? Or maybe this is where we get all the paper that all the money is printed on.)

Minutes of Horror has done some serious digging and found out that HAARP actually runs anything that might be on Bouvet Island, so it all comes full circle really. Frequencies, frequencies, frequencies. 

This is a great video to listen to if you need better understanding in how frequencies are constantly being used to bombard our central nervous system. We are all susceptible to this, but some of us even more so, and since it is very hard to fight an invisible enemy, your first line of defense is to be aware that it is happening in the first place. How can you fight against something if you don't even believe in it? The first step is understanding how the prince of the power of the air is constantly manipulating the airwaves. It is his domain after all. 

Let it be known, if I ever kill myself I didn't kill myself. If I haven't done it by now I know I won't. But....some of us are making discoveries that I don't think we are supposed to be discovering. I made a youtube comment a few weeks ago, which was promptly deleted (not by the creator of the video) and I was immediately locked out of all the apps on my phone. I have not logged back into them, which is fine because it just means I am really only using my phone to make calls and texts.

I'm not saying I'm important enough to be a targeted individual, but I have seen the bots scouring my blog in real time, so I do know the infrastructure is in place to have these virtual police monitoring everything we do and say online. But if there is someone monitoring my phone, jokes on them. I don't talk much, so they aren't getting any secrets there, and my phone is the equivalent of an old rusty tool that you only pull out if you can't find anything better. I don't ever have my phone literally connected to me. Anyone actively listening in on my phone might have stopped by now when they realized they were going to have to hear me and Owsley obnoxiously singing duets. 

The four of us watched The Book of Clarence Saturday night. Owsley thought it was alright, but Gage, Peppy and I really liked it. I was able to spot lots of little easter eggs, and I can't help but wonder if the kid named Cabbage wasn't a shout out to Hebrew Israelite cabbage patch kids. I mean, how could it not? Was it a comedy, a drama, a romance, an action movie? Yes. It was all over the place, much like the bible. 

Since we have had storms on and off this morning, I want to plug these WeatherX earplugs again. I had no idea that my head didn't have to feel like eye strain and a brain vice grip every time the weather changes. There is immediate relief with these things. And I'd like to add that I hate earbuds because they don't comfortably sit in my ears, and I don't have any problem with these.