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Jack Heart's Conversations from the porch - Episode 83, No Shah Pahlavi II No War, Insidious Black Goo
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Mar 13, 2026 #redacted#claytonmorris#natalimorris Explore the shocking allegations surrounding the use of advanced nanotechnology by intelligence agencies to influence and control human cognition. This deep dive investigates the potential impact on global society and the ethical concerns surrounding a future where our thoughts may no longer be private. Join us as we examine the evidence and discuss what these developments could mean for the future of humanity: WORLD EXCLUSIVE! INTEL AGENCIES USING GRAPHENE OXIDE TO CONTROL HUMAN THOUGHT, HAVANA SYNDROME LINK
This video is not even the half of it; we did three On the Porch’s early in the game but even before that I was doing things on Patreon like the one that got me thrown off of there. “Tiny monsters in the vaccine. Make me happy make me feel fine.” A play on the Don Ho classic champagne drinking song; Tiny Bubbles. Patreon swore it was hate speech and deleted my platform, much of it not even backed up, that they had swindled me out of thousands of dollars on. The Graphene Oxide is the molecular composition of the Black Goo. But as HP Lovecraft points out in The Mountains of Madness where he calls the agglutination a Shoggoth, its sentient…
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In an extended form, this extract from the third edition of Coevolution, was published in Nexus Magazine in April of 2019. Just before or right about the time of the COVID debacle. To say it put a spanner in the works, as far as publication of the completed third edition, is an understatement. So much so, we still wait for publication. There are no coincidences in this world, timing has its own master.” – Alec Newald
“Thus, did time pass with me, and slip by, if time there still was what do I know thereof! But at last, there happened that which awoke me. Keys did I carry, the rustiest of all keys; and I knew how to open with them the most creaking of all gates.” – Zarathustra (dream interpretation)
They (black goo and its trainers or owners or black goo in its own right) are (is) very advanced, and you might want to consider it, them, to be a form of Artificial Intelligence or AI, a self-aware entity with no real form of its own, save for its projected holographic hallucinations. AI, as a name, is used here in this description only because my mind does not have an alternate descriptive word for something that is mostly beyond my understanding. What I’ve written below is all I have in as much as an understanding. We are talking here of something quite possibly outside of human understanding, if you were to meet with any true alien intelligence, something that has not grown up in our own familiar environment, a conversation of any sort is not going to be anything like Hollywood has projected our way. How do you converse with an ant, and likewise, you as that ant, how to you converse with us?
thus, as it was told to me:
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