Lividity & Levity: Black Ops, Mothman, & Bastard Children

To recap about why Arlene may have not only been at Gretchen's ("mom") office in Sacramento, and subsequently moved next door to her in 1984 of all years, Gretchen boasted / joked about stopping any watch she had on her wrist, analog or digital. Did she have anomalous biochemistry / biofield? Probably, but more than likely because she'd been modified. She turned 85 yesterday and SHOULD NOT be alive based on decades of obesity leading to high BP, heart bundle branch blockage, pancreatitis, and type 2 diabetes. I regret to inform you, because she's a monster, that she will likely live forever. My heart still doesn't beat, btw, which is surely out of spite, because no one told me to my face that I was going to be involved in the transhumanist beta test. My now useless heart is surely a nano-based mod: indicative of a plan to replace everything below the neck, at minimum. With enough nanobots and sufficiently limited organic tissue, nutritional support would require no digestive system.

Did Arlene believe that she was investigating the paranormal? I'm sure she did, because in-person surveillance and targeting has been antiquated for longer than I've been around as the idea of Brian. Jim and Arlene may have both been assigned to me due to the 1980 incidents: seemingly inexplicable ball chime movements, presumed at the time to be telekinesis (I was 6 and fascinated by that scene in "Superman II"). What moved those balls, not unlike the towers being turned to powder, was likely a low energy DEW installed in the house. I surely became a State target as a toddler due to that header off the curly slide ladder, sending me to oblivion for about 2 years. I remember preschool and portions of 2nd grade, but nothing about K or 1st.

The Mothman incidents, despite so much corroboration, were surely a Crappy Imp Agency experiment in mass hypnosis and mind warp. If that bridge failure was true to life, it could well have been staged as a false flag to reinforce the demi-god worship psy-op. Was the tap water deliberately tainted with LSD or some other hallucinogen to suspend pre-existing disbelief? I wouldn't doubt it.

One final note about what happened when I was 6. Arlen (No, not Arlene, Arlen / "dad') and my friend, Chris, both bore witness to the stainless steel marbles seemingly moving without the aid of any known environmental variables. Did Arlen brag to his frat boy freak buddies? Express worry? I'm sure it was one or the other.