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Why I Moved To Bangor


This is my first post on the Chemtrails forum since I've moved near Bangor, Maine. Those who have been following my quest for clean air may remember that I moved out of Jamestown, New York and into the Bangor, Maine area because of the clean air, or more accurately, because of the lack of chemtrails in the Bangor area.

The story started this way.

The spraying activity in Jamestown became so intense, that most nights I was not able to be in most of my house. I had to retreat to my bedroom and turn on the shower in the master bathroom AND cover my mouth with a wet washcloth just to get the air clean enough for me to breathe without experiencing the intensity of the horrible symptoms the spraying causes me. After suffering through months of this, loosing much work time and seeing my health significantly decline, I decided that I simply had to leave the area.


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Below are some pictures from spraying in Jamestown

Keep in mind that everything you see in the sky came out of a jet. I watched the event myself.


This first picture was taken downtown in front of the post office looking up the hill towards 6th St.




This next picture was taken directly across the street from the post office. I included the street light in the picture as a reference.




In this picture, I zoomed in a bit on the flag that flies above the post office building.




This picture was taken from my front yard looking out over the town.




This picture was taken as the chemtrails began to dissipate. The appearance of the resulting pattern was quite stunning, especially of you were to personally witness because you would have been able to get a feel for the enormous size of this event.




This was taken across the street from the post office looking up at a church steeple.





Finally, here is an enormous plume directly above my house.




I have a large collection of chemtrails photos located here:

http://russtanner.com/chemtrailgallery

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The first step, of course, was deciding where I could go to escape from the outrageous chemtrail spraying in Jamestown. Decisions like this are hard, so I like to ask these types of hard question in prayer hoping that God will answer. This time, He did.

I prayed earnestly for three days asking for help escaping from the chemtrails. Here are the events that followed.

On about the third day, Laura happened to remember that her mother had mentioned some time ago that she wanted to move out of her house in Amherst, Maine so she could be closer to work in Bangor. She had been considering leasing or selling her house. I immediately saw an open door and asked her to ask her mother if she might be interested in leasing her house to us. She was, and it was a great benefit to her as well.

I was thrilled at the potential. The reason this area appealed to me is because I had vacationed in Bangor several months earlier visiting some family. While here, I noticed that this area had virtually no chemtrails. In fact, I spent several days here and only saw a single small chemtrail one evening over Ellsworth, which is about 45 minutes away from Amherst.

Scouting The Area

I saw this as an open door and decided to visit the Amherst area for 4 days to reexamine the current state of chemtrails. Laura and I both came and spent 4 days in the area and saw no chemtrails; not one. The air was clear and I experienced no chemtrail sinus burn (the primary way I detect the presence of chemtrails) at all. I also saw no chemtrails or chemtrail remnants (i.e.: fallout), which are easy to spot if you know what to look for.

After this visit, I was thrilled at the prospect of escaping the current chemtrail inundation in Jamestown, New York, but I knew that I only wanted to make this move if I believed it was acceptable to God. The way I know if something is acceptable to God varies from situation to situation, but this time, I believed that I would see if there was some assistance from God in selling my house. This was my next major hurdle (a major hurdle indeed in you knew the condition of the house) so I thought this would be an indication that God was working to facilitate me moving and therefore that He approved the move. If my house didn't sell easily, I would reconsider and ask again for direction.

Amazingly, even though my house had been on the market for months (I put it on the market earlier just to see what would happen) and there had been no real interest in the house.

Interestingly, the day after I returned from "scouting" Bangor, I had a call about the house. In short, someone was interested and wanted to come by. The day following that, I had another call. A Christian minister and his wife stop by to look at the house and were basically ready to lease for a couple months and then to buy. They were only a few weeks away from closing the sale on their previous house and would then have the money they needed to buy.

Wow, I thought. This is it. I can go to Bangor with God's blessing and He's even taken care of selling the house for me.

Well, I had promised my brother that I would not sell the house until I asked him if he was interested, and he was. Clearly, the interest others had in the house lit a fire under him and got him motivated to move in and pay the bills for a few months and then buy when he had his finances in order. I had promised him "first dibs" on the house if he wanted it so I had to keep my word and so he is now working on purchasing.

So, with all this activity that seemed way too coordinated and easy to be a coincidence, I believe that God had given me the go ahead to move, and so I did, or I should say, I'm leasing until my house closes.

I am now staying near Bangor in Laura's mother's house while my brother works on purchasing my house in Jamestown. I should also mention that during the move, another person visited the house and made me an offer to pay what I was asking. He just walked up the last day of loading the trucks and made an offer. When it rains, it pours.

Now, the first day I arrived in Bangor, I had two trucks full of stuff (my personal and business belongings) and Laura and I stayed in hotel in Bangor. We had arranged to have several high school students help us unload the trucks the next day. So, the next day I got out of bed and looked out of the hotel window and saw 2 large chemtrails streaking across the sky. This didn't bother me too much because I already knew that Bangor had some chemtrail activity because I spotted them in pictures I saw of the area while searching online. Specifically, I saw these photos on Google Earth.

So, we drove out to the house in Amherst and met the guys who were helping us unload. It was great. The air was perfect and clear and we got the stuff unloaded in record time. The second day was just as good. Although exhausted from the move, my health was fantastic.

We stayed in Amherst for about a week and then returned to Jamestown to pickup more stuff. We were unable to load all of our belongings into the trucks we rented the first time so we had to make a second trip. When we got back to Amherst again, I was thrilled at the prospect of getting healthy and working hard to make progress towards our goals.

The first and second day that we stayed at the house all was well. Everything was going basically as expected and my mood continued to soar because of the beautiful clear skies and the wonderful prospects for regaining health.

The Third Day: The Unthinkable Happens

I got up, went downstairs and met Laura. We walked out the front door together, looked up, and saw 4 large jets (about the size of 747's) flying in formation almost directly over the house. They were each laying down large plumes of chemtrails. Needless to say, our hearts sunk and we wondered if this was a fluke. We wondered if this activity was going to continue or not.

Below is a picture that I took of these 4 jets.



Here's just a few of what I caught on the first day the chemtrails appeared in Amherst (Bangor).














To make a long story short, the activity has continued. In fact, it has become so bad that I am back to wearing my wet masks and experiencing all of the same symptoms that I was experiencing in Jamestown with nearly the same intensity; perhaps 30% less intensity overall, but otherwise, exactly the same.

This chemtrail activity continues at a frequency that I have not seen before, even in Jamestown. A new jet spewing plumes flies about 1000 to 2000 feet north of this house about every 2 to 3 minutes all day long. The interval between jets is so short, in fact, that there are often 3 jets visible in the sky at the same time. Occasionally they fly in formations of 2 or 4.

All of this leads one to ask if this move was really God's answer to my prayer or just my presumption in a time of desperation. This is my conclusion.

My Conclusion

Because of my experience with God in the past, I have learned that He often answers prayers in ways that are not exactly what we are hoping for. A good example of this is a time I ran out of money and could no longer pay my bills. I was working for a college at the time. I prayed to God for help and gave my last $20 to the church I was attending (it was a Sunday) as a personal sign of my faith in God (not the church).

Before I got out of my car on the way home from church, I had been offered 3 part-time jobs that didn't interfere with my current full-time job. Each of these jobs paid significantly more than my full-time job did (some paid more than double). By the end of the day, I had been offered 2 additional part-time jobs, one of which I was able to accept, the other I could not accept because of the previous jobs that I had accepted. I started working a part time job with the neighbor's handyman service the next morning (Monday) making almost 3-times what I was currently making in my full-time job.

Needless to say, within weeks, my financial circumstances completely turned around and I got all my bills paid with money to spare.

Now the moral of the story is that I prayed for money, but God gave me work instead, and in my experience with God over the years, this is what I have found that He often does. He knows that money perhaps would have solved my immediate problem, but work was a means to learning things about life that would have otherwise never learned.

I view the current chemtrail situation the same way.

By moving out of Jamestown, I have gotten away from the coal-burning power plant there, and as a result, some of my severe symptoms have either gone away or have diminished considerably. However, by keeping me in the line of fire with chemtrails, God has continued to keep the fire lit under me so that I will surely continue exposing the crimes against humanity that are being perpetrated against all of us through chemtrails, and He has kept this chemtrail thorn in my flesh to ensure that I continue to work to purify my life so that I am ready to meet Him. This thorn, although uncomfortable, has already facilitated me making changes in my life to clear my conscience and make myself stronger spiritually.

So I believe that God often gives us more than we pray for. He gives us the benefit of not just receiving what we pray for, but He cleverly includes other lessons and challenges that work to make us better people if we let them.

Now

As I lie here in bed with my laptop on my lap writing this post, my ears are screaming with tinnitus (ringing) at a level that I have not experienced since I had amalgam fillings in my mouth. I am also experiencing numerous other debilitating mercury symptoms that have come on so dramatically that I am completely convinced that the new types of chemtrails contain methymercury, or some other closely-related form of mercury. The symptoms that occur at the appearing of chemtrails leaves little other logical explanation. Of course, mercury has long-since been a favorite poison used by the powers-that-be to keep the populace sick and under control via mercury-induced fear (not to mention fluoride). Not ironically, the modern medical symbol is the symbol of the god "Mercury", and this is undoubtedly related to the symbolism demanded by the Molechian religion (Kabbalah-based, called "Mystery Babylon" in the Bible) currently practiced by the powers-that-be.

As long as I continue to live, I will try to do what I believe God wants me to do, and I humbly know that this suffering will make me a better person, in fact, it already has significantly changed me in deep and personal ways. God again answered my prayers, but He did it in a way that was not appealing to me, but good for me, and by understanding that this life is but a "vapor" (as the Apostle Paul puts it), I can remember this: what is really important is not what money I can accrue in this life or what pleasures I can experience, but what is really important is my faith in Christ.

It has been said that you bring nothing into this world and that you can take nothing out. This is not completely true. Although you come into the world with little more than this body, when you leave this world, you take all of your works with you back to God.

Seeing the level of trouble that is approaching this world and experiencing the personal level of conviction to live pure and prepare, I am determined to be sure my works are pleasing to the One who will eventually receive them from me.

Chemtrails and the other sufferings of this life are a constant and necessary reminder to me that evil is alive and well in the world, and that God expects us to overcome this evil with good and to remain passionate to serve others by teaching those who are willing to listen to truths that may eventually save their very souls.

Time may be short, but eternity is long; and very real. This life is our opportunity to help others realize how true this is.