a couple years ago i noticed some weird goings on. of course, i’m always noticing weird goings on, but i like to look upwards and check out what the aircraft is doing from time to time. i have a lot of chances to witness their activity. by the way, i’m in a quiet zone and some high altitude commercial flight paths with an occasional military “game”……
the constant goings on include chemtrail spraying. sometimes they let up and allow us a sunny day or two. the best are seeing the unique patterns of the chemtrails (swastikas!?!?! upside-down peace signs!?!?!). and yes these trails are rather different from the normal contrails. i’ve even seen two planes near each other, one with a short, quickly dissapating contrail and the other with a long long long chemtrail that stays in the sky and slowly spreads out (typically to meet other slowly spreading out chemtrails, thus blanketing the sky and blocking sunlight). the other thing i’ve witnessed the chemtrail-spewing planes do is finish their dump, there’s a break, than the contrail starts up with it’s normal short distance behind the plane that quickly dissapates. interesting, no?
but back to this one summer (2005). i just happen to be outside during the afternoon. it’s bright. clear skies (for once). i’m walking up the drive and look up. for no reason really, except maybe habit. i’m surprised to notice two shiny silver planes near each other. i was surprised because i didn’t hear them. you can always hear the planes around here, even through the walls, even when they are at their highest altitude. and oddly, these two planes were much lower than most of the planes i hear & see. then another anomaly catches my attention: there are no chemtrails and no contrails. nothing. i watch them for a bit, never hearing anything, nor seeing any trails. i look away for a second and they disappear on me. which is kind of weird as they had a ways to go before being blocked by trees. there were no visible markings that i could see. i have this odd feeling that what i was seeing wasn’t really what i was seeing.
ok. another day. again (and oddly) a decently sunny afternoon. i’m inside. washing dishes if i remember rightly. i hear this high-pitch whine. it’s really bizarre, so of course i want to investigate. the back door is about 15 feet from where i was standing, so i leap across the floor, swing open the door, and look up. flying so low i could have seen faces in the darkened windows had there been any to see, is a white plane. no markings, flying very slowly. it’s front tip is just passing over the roofline. right next to the door (which is open) i have a table with my camera on it. i look away to grab the camera and look back. couldn’t have been more than a few seconds. but when i look back, the plane is gone. i thought for sure i could have caught an image of the tail end before it passed the roof. oh well, i quickly dash to the front door. about 5 quick leaps across the floor (yes i live in a small place) and i dash out the front door expecting to see the plane passing over the front yard, or at least down the road. it had quite a ways to go before it should be out of view at the speed it was going. but it was no where. this incredibly low plane was no where to be seen. oddly i still heard the high-pitch whining. i just could never see anything. so how does a plane vanish from sight within seconds, but still can be heard? and for that matter, since when did a plane ever make a high-pitch whine like what i heard? i’ve never heard a plane make that sound before and i’ve never heard it again. so what the heck was that?
military jets have flown so low before i thought i could hit them with a rock. they are very very noisy (thunderous roars you hear a while before they come and after they leave) and they fly extremely fast over you. the plane i saw was crawling at a snail’s pace in comparison.
and then there was that night in january of 2004 when that odd light flashed on me while i was walking towards my home, flashed at my home (witnessed by those inside through a window), and then just disappeared. and when it was on me i had such a hard time moving, concentrating, speaking, thinking….and had this odd idea that a dark brown boxy car with dark-tinted windows was pulling up the driveway, until i realized that the light was coming from behind me and not from the driveway, and that there was no car coming up the driveway. there was a full moon that night as well–you could draw a triangle between it, the light, and the driveway points, yet that moon illumined no dark shape behind the light, even though it was just above the treeline and i could see the dark shape of the trees. like maybe a helicopter to which a search light might have been attached. and everything so eerily silent. but when i turned to look at the source of the light is when it flashed to the house and disappeared. very odd. slowly i regained proper functioning of my motor skills with the dawning realization that something completely unordinary and just a bit frightening had occurred. i wish i could write this off to some sort of imbibed substance, but i was unfortunately sober at the time and had been for a long while before and a long while after. not much of an unsober person i suppose.
so….strange aircraft.
