Today at the book store, a visitor (not really a customer, because no money or merchandise changed hands) grabbed a copy of Stephen Ambroses D-Day from the history shelf, brought it up to me and whispered very nervously while showing me various passages in the book, reading words he saw that differed from those printed in ink on the paper, asking if I could see the messages about hidden maps and cranial implants with hidden micro-technology to read our thoughts, transmitting them to satellites for our overlords knowledge. I told him I couldnt quite make those out, no. He told me that glasses such as mine also had implants that would do that. And he needed to be reassured my iPhone was only a telephone, and not a pager for aliens to contact me. I couldnt quite keep up with what he was telling me about the various secret societies, so I asked if he was interested in reading more about those things, as well as the subterranean lizards who are really in charge. He answered, YES, YES! Not just lizards, all sorts of Reptilians, dinosaurs, T-Rexes and the others! He wasnt familiar with the books by David Icke, but I told him he could get those at the library, and mentioned you by name, Sean. Im not sure hell remember any of that tomorrow, but as he was leaving he did remember that I introduced myself as Stephen (Jones, btw). His name is Dan. See you tomorrow afternoon, Sean!
Posted on: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 01:19:01 +0000
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