Space Race ……………

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Wernher von Braun. Herman Oberth’s Kegelduese liquid rocket engine being certified.

Dr. von Braun was among a famous group of rocket experimenters in Germany in the 1930s. This photograph is believed to be made on the occasion of Herman Oberth’s Kegelduese liquid rocket engine being certified as to performance during firing. From left to right are R. Nebel, Dr. Ritter, Mr. Baermueller, Kurt Heinish, Herman Oberth, Klaus Riedel, Wernher von Braun, and an unidentified person.


Image result for frau im mond images borwinfrom Ross Verlag/Postkarten, on the Frau Im Mond 1932 Fritz Lang film, Woman on the Moon, Borwin Waltha and Mahmud TerjaThose 2 guys are “investors” from a gang called, in German, 5 checkbooks and a brain, looking over the rocket plans.Image result for brainard warner images1847, Great Bend, (now Halstead,) Pennsylvania,  1866 work for the Treasury, to Joshua Whitney and company R.E. (Paul K. Williams, the house history man blogsite, from there,) B.H. Warner r.e. company. I think it says he’d passed about 1916, here. — 1890 he founded and owned the town of Kensington, it says in a book, (Herringshaw’s blue book of biography,) and he’d been at 916 F Street, NW I guess, which is like the big area I’m saying the Autism had settled in in 1796, then buying up all those lots over the years with their various church and other groups, Obadiah Brown years, Brown had had as stable right there.My point is that Warner is a big deal in Kensington where I’d been tricked out to and then hit by the car and have wound up still in this same “Armageddon Program” end-of-the-real-Earth horror-situation. Also there were early airplane enthusiasts that looked like Warner. Maybe Ortega of that prize Lindbergh had won looked like from this line. Warner had also written a tourist guide to Washington. This blogsite by the House History Man has alot of background on his dealings here. I’m saying that it’s part of all this Armageddon from Siber-Mongolia business based on that 1928-32 photo still from the Frau Im Mond film and that Sam Giancana’s nickname was Moonie, that all along the Siber-Mongolian underworld was working with this and the stereotype that JD Rockefeller was a part of.

My point here is my early belief in seeing this part of that film that the guy on the left looks like maybe a son of JD Rockefeller, Sr. And that the guy on the right is perhaps similar to Robert Goddard. Finally procuring another look at the picture I’m a little less sure.  It is only a still and I might have scene a slightly different view if it was in a film clip that I’d seen it. I think that that’s their names, Waltha and Terja, probably having them in backward order. I’m getting this now because Florence Sabin used to work for the Rockefeller Institute, after Johns Hopkins’ many years, and I’m thinking to write them about support for my reading her papers for making a selection-book of them because this system is taking us to the TOTAL PLANET EXTINCTION unless we quick-do something about the rampant psychopathy, Autist-psycho-pathy. I’d need a better view of the guy, actor, on the left. The first I think president of the little-known country to Tannu Tuva looked like Rockefeller, Sr., a stamp made of his face, more clear than this still, but I think that TT is a dangerous place because maybe it’s the system’s petroleum-collecting area of the planet, I’m not advocating to go get a look-see in mentioning it, etc. I think that Rockefeller Sr. might have “come from,” been progenerated offspring-descendant from Mongkut, Rama IV posthumously, that King from the famous The King and I story, based on real life but all to the Autists’ perspective and even then they complain wildly about the portrayal. I have to leave this subject here for today. This is the gang of “investors” called A Brain and 5 Checkbooks, and those must be 2 of the checkbooks that spend as the “home-brain” directs them to, looking to invest in the rocket ship. Offhand I think I’ve read that the story ends sadly, with a couple in love stranded alone on the moon to fade off together.

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Still from 1929 German movie Frau im Mond (The Woman in the Moon). Investors examine a model of the spaceship Friede. — I didn’t realize that copyright category “Rights managed” means that you can’t use a picture or what without a fee, I thought it meant normal fair use of copyrighted materials, so I’m quick taking down the still with Borwin Waltha and Mehmud Terja, the 2 investors going over details about investing in the space rocket, but there’s that small-sized one I think from a Russian maybe a German site up at the top of the file I think, where I’d guess that copies of these important things ought to be available. I’ll still try to check the Library of Congress files for one, because that’s real important to all this about that the system comes up from underneath way over there in southeast Siberia according to my figuring for about 2 decades of this now.
And one of them, maybe Terja, looks to me like from the “type,” genotype, of JDR Sr. — #187, JDRockefeller.pdf, John D. Rockefeller photo in 1933 Siamese Kingdom Exhibition book
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(from Owlcation, a blog maybe) 1882-1945, Goddard, Worcester, Mass. (La Cosa Nostra

BirthJune 15, 1908 – Chicago

DeathJune 19, 1975 – Chicago

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(from the Mob Museum, probably, )1908-75, Sam Giancana, “Moon” or Moonie was his slang-name.
And that astronomer Adelaide Ames had drowned in 1932 and the friend she was with was from Goddard’s town of Worcester, has been on my mind alot.

#201, 1929 Minneapolis’ Wilbur Foshay,  no relation, but noticing now that maybe he looks like JFK’s brother-in-law through Jacqueline’s sister Lee Bouvier Radziwill — I moved this up to the post #206 with the Foshay Tower little picture, pdf

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12/31/17, borrowing from Wikipedia: The landing on the surface of the Moon occurred several seconds after 20:17:40 UTC on July 20, 1969,[78] at which time one of three 67-inch (1.7 m)-long probes attached to three of the Lunar Module’s four legs made contact with the surface, a panel light inside the LM lit up, and Aldrin called out, “Contact light.” Armstrong shut the engine off and said, “shutdown.” As the LM settled onto the surface, Aldrin said, “Okay. Engine stop”, then they both called out some post-landing checklist items. After a ten-second pause, Duke acknowledged the landing with, “We copy you down, Eagle.” Armstrong announced the landing to Mission Control and the world with the words, “Houston, Tranquility Base here. The Eagle has landed.” Aldrin and Armstrong celebrated with a brisk handshake and pat on the back before quickly returning to the checklist of tasks needed to ready the lunar module for liftoff from the Moon should an emergency unfold during the first moments on the lunar surface.[79][80][81] After Armstrong had confirmed touch-down, Duke re-acknowledged, and expressed the flight controllers’ anxiety: “Roger, Tranquility. We copy you on the ground. You got a bunch of guys about to turn blue. We’re breathing again. Thanks a lot.”[76] During the landing, Armstrong’s heart rate, at one point, reached 160 beats per minute, according to section 12-1 of the NASA Apollo 11 Mission Report.[82]

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(Public domain photo.) This is here because the plastic for the helmet had come from Melville’s 1/2-hometown of Pittsfield, Mass. I’m pretty sure that’s Buzz Aldrin, the eagle has landed but I haven’t double- triple-checked that fact yet either. (Neil Armstrong.)

There was also a bit that it looked like Magnificent Desolation, a book title Aldrin later used in writing about it. I keep referring to this because, except for receiving and getting the rock samples to a lab this was definitive show that there isn’t anything there to get rich off of, the system-people started ducking their creditors and making cover-ups, going into the Godfather phase of making offers people can’t refuse, which is the modus operandi behind the system’s using me as a front for bothering people, gathering them and then betraying them with disappearances by the various means.

— August 2017 Natl Geographic, Voyager, 40 years later by Timothy Ferris, near the end, “Now the Voyagers as well are nearing the end of their scientific life. Their weakening radio signals, currently reporting on the surprisingly complex plasma bubble that surrounds the sun and marks the designated boundary between the solar system and interstellar space, are expected to fall silent” in about 12 years. I’m going to try to find out what this alleged system-bubble is.

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That’s a NASA diagram of its layers. I guess it’s very similar to the ozone layer or seal they’d broken in Oct. 1947, the Army had with Chuck Yeager. Maybe he was descended from Phineas Gage as their injury-records are pretty similar, Yeager always smiling anyway.

From the last page of Dianetics/Scientology’s L. Ron Hubbard’s “Doomed Planet,” 1982, last in a 10-book Mission Earth series, that this really is how the system-people or the Autists of them feel and what they’re always doing. This was way after the moon landing and seeing the reality of out there hasn’t any effect on the Autists. Hubbard was from the John Carroll (1735-1815) longtime slave-line. There’s a little more of this page under the Space-race area under Medical/Science but I’m still trying to straighten out all these thrown together pieces.

#320, L. Ron Hubbard/Scientology

Mission Earth: The Doomed Planet, ©1987 by L. Ron Hubbard. (#10 in the Dekology) Original jacket by Gerry Grace, Bridge Publications, Inc., 1414 North Carolina Street, Los Angeles. CA 90027, but while I’m trying to add this “the boys” are playing yet another new game with freezing the blogsite and giving me a click-on either choice of waiting till the server is okay again or killing it, the use of killing my own post-file or what a new word in this “invisible” terrorism world that I’m basically totally alone it and with its making its big-deal world-takeover off of, all these brain-damaged mass-proliferated boys, it’s really unlivable every day. (9/10/17) I think they’re doing some new as*****e trick too of pre-designating which seat/terminal I’m supposed to sit in so they can parasite-live off of me the best, with their armies of themselves then behind them.

The close-up shows the skull in the stomach and that’s the same as the St/e. Foy statue in Conques, southwest France. This was a 1982 book, 10th in a series called Mission Earth by Hubbard, and I’ll try to find the pdf on the last page of this the last book in that series. I’m thinking they’d gotten this “Doomed Planet” concept from the 1979 trick-set that was played on me in San Francisco because the picture looks alot like one of the main trick-players, and this about St/e. Foy is connected to all this and to me, — and to the Eddie Foy and the Seven Little Foys even.

— I’ve been having a difficult time finding the last page of this book to include here, both a pdf and a photo now of the page. It was Hubbard’s 10th and last book in his Mission Earth series I think. He was the founder of the Scientoloty group, church group, and a friend of Jack Parsons the prime mover of that Jet Propulsion Laboratory. I should look for youth pictures of his co-founder Frank Malina because I’m sure he’d been one of the main Autists in all that and how we got here hen to this TPE real-life real situation. Hubbard looks descended from John Carroll, 1735-1815, to me. There’s a post on John Carroll that probably should be turned into an item on the MENU.

I haven’t been able to find the pdf of this page but here’s a photo of it:

Doomed Planet last page:

I don’t mean to give the story away but it was published 30 years ago, isn’t a big surprise now, and I think it’s relevant to all this “Armageddon Program” that’s actually how the real Revelation 16:16 is being snuck-through. It’s “a.k.a.,” also known as, the war of the sons of light against the sons of darkness and it’s just from that prehistoric error of one group’s forcing its way over Beringia in futile attempt to try to catch the sun before it seems to lift up off of the earth in the morning. Nature could not say in words to explain WHY not to go over there where it looks like it is only a small journey ahead all the time, just don’t bother, hey look at that, look at that over here, have a baby, stay and play with that, no, don’t take the baby with you, quit it, quit, don’t go over there, etc. — it’s really still here because I’m trying to type those words in so they can be read. I just can’t get the piece of paper and the time to do it in together on myself yet.

And then at length establish here

Your culture as a proud veneer

Upon our peoples far and wide

So that their semen runs like tide

Up into your legs spread wide!

For with your culture, we will nurse

A whole enticing universe,

And from your womb, tomorrow springs

As you lie weeping with slashed-off wings.

So cower there, O, Earth, we come!

And we will beat the funeral drum

For bodies slaughtered on your plain

That died in agony and pain.

Don’t plead, O, Earth, for mercy now!

Your time has come and this I vow:

Each thing you know we will suck up

And toast your death with blood in cup!

Surrender? No, it is too late.

Just week while soldiers fornicate

Upon your grave up there so high,

So soon to be our Voltar sky.

But, cheer up, Earth! When soul has flown

It will in Voltar find its home.

Your wisdom wise like graveyard flowers

Will come to us and will be ours!

So, Earth, just bare to us your breast

And let us suckle you in death!




(9/10–) I can’t believe that he’d written stuff like that in 1987. What audience was he writing for, Scientologists? It’s what I mean that there isn’t anything positive going on with this direction we’re in. I guess that when they realized there aren’t harvestable riches in space they went into this go there anyway mode as an excuse for continuing the system-patterns of more and more petroleum made out of people who were “grown” from disembodied ovaries.

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Challenger explosion subject .pdf, In the log 2 days ago the 1986  Challenger spaceship explosion’s oddities had come up and this pdf has a couple of pictures of the Murder, Inc. boss Lepke Buchalter on it and he and the civilian Gregory Jarvis do look alike, leading me to realize that the explosion was all “Armageddon-making Program” or tactics or strategy, via the connections between me and Ms. McAuliffe, the first Teacher in Space to-be, that the whole crew and the 2 civilians were killed on the launching, and the whole thing was a set up and linked to, unfortunate to have to add this, linked to that I’d just started learning to computer-typeset and was working say 4 computers at the same time and like an idiot savant with the field and that blow-up occurred and not long after I’d lost the job by a bunch of peculiar machinations’ adding up to that. I’m saying that blowing up the to-be first Teacher in Space was a ritual for getting me off of computers. Then I got an IBM-PC in August 1991 and set right to work making a list of all the best Shareware programmers and sent most of them copies of this “Armageddon is Now” 5-1/4″ floppy I’d quick put together on what I’d known only about all this at the time, which was all sabotage for this, and then the viruses started and the worldwideweb the future was switched to from the wide-open type Internet. Then I didn’t get back till I was sort of forced-onto this in 2015, sort of manipulated by circumstances that left me with little choice but to slowly but surely try again and this blogsite and then I’ve just been having one problem after another that requires this “arguing” syndrome, like arguing with someone/anyone to assist me same thing I’ve been doing at least since 2005 on paper, then this car-hit and the housing-search paperwork and now they’re also doing this tax refund trick-set to where I’m expected to have to write in protest about not getting the EIC refund on account of being so incredibly-low income, etc. I’m trying to let it sink in so I could try to get it across how intractably diabolical the system is for doing that Challenger explosion. It looks to me like the guy who’d blown up was an underworld-made “offspring-descendant” of Lepke Buchalter and “Lepke” had (allegedly) died in an electric chair, the boss of Murder, Inc. and seemingly caught guilty in one of the murders, of a Brooklyn store owner I think, so that for Mr. Jarvis to die by sudden fire explosion while strapped down in a big chair is like following in those footsteps, maybe a family-tradition-way for underworld Autists. And in 1974 I’d gone with a guy that looked like Buchalter and I’m pretty sure was from Buchalter, and while typing now I recall that I’d then met briefly someone I’d thought was one of those “offspring-descendants” of the guy I’d gone with, looked just like a younger version of him and Buchalter, so that I know a little bit about the type, stereotype or what terminology. The system had set up to blow up the first Teacher in Space probably, God help, because the system is pro-ignorance, in reality, how to put it into words when I’ve only got a short time on here, that the Autists despise the normal people. The system must have wanted to make a scare-example of sending a teacher, and a female at that, into THEIR space that they’d worked so hard turning everyone into petroleum for in order to get there, just to let just anyone go up and then openly discuss what it’s like out there, uhhuh, sort of a thing. It’s about the same pattern as me and the Abu Grahib scandal modus operandi to this invisible warfare, that there they were linking the girl blamed for the scandal to me trying to work a home health care aide job in Brooklyn or anywhere in New York City. First they’d killed Jam Master Jason Mizell of the Run-DMC group and the following year they did that with the prisoner abuse as I was trying to get a (temporary assignment) live-in job caring for an elderly lady in Bath Beach, Brooklyn. There are alot of correlations between me alone out here and news “events” like those but I try not to listen to news and it doesn’t do me any good to dwell on these horrors but I thought I should say that this is about the 3rd time I’ve been able to use computers and the system despises me and seems intractably Autist and diabolical, and there isn’t any explanation for any of it, really really. They want to just get away with using me like a tied-down battery-blob for themselves’ doing their Armageddon or general world-takeover or whatever all it’s called and there isn’t anything I can do about anything without having anyone to even speak with, which brings me to this subject of that I got the Lifeline SafeLink cell phone on the 1st, 2 days ago, and this “magic” is crawling all through me, even more than usual. They/it is so controlling the cell phone, ala Alexander Graham Bell’s inventing the phones I guess they figure they’ve got the right to use them as warfare Armageddon weapons, that out of nowhere they flashed the last name of that girl/lady who drew that brain-picture that I’m calling “illustration” only so far and figuring I’ll have to delete rather than be able to use it as an example of this whirr-whirr “tizzy” by running our brains in small circles where that Sylvian fissure scarring is, that the “magic” does that from the underground but it’s enabled by the fact that that’s a big fat old hole-in-the-head-healing scar that shouldn’t be there and isn’t really “natural,” doesn’t belong there, the accident-set shouldn’t have happened, but nature doesn’t have tangible hands to reach down and force mortals to give up and quit trying to catch the morning sun, and doesn’t have vocal cords for actually screaming out that the Earth moves around the sun, they don’t meet or touch each other, it doesn’t work that way, just take my word for it and quit walking north, and the early people used their “free will” they’ll argue about that till there’s no world left, really, the Autism part of the damage, that they just perseverate, persist in repetition because of the organic, real, actual damage to the insides of the young ones’ heads, skulls.

real-Mars .pdf — the “Catch-23” of all this system.

Exoplanets, exoplanets .pdf, I really think we were meant to form spirit-lives and go “fix up” those planets for ourselves, go scout one we could work-up into being a useful planet for spirit life or get it like the Earth is as a model for a great planet, after we’ve formed ourselves through these mortal lives we live.

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I drew that cartoon, it says

backwards, Let’s go find and fix-up a nice planet for God, as though that’s how visualized words would be seen as they come out and leave the mouth.

Oberth’s “Catechism for Space,” 1966, book’s ending.pdf = in German though. I’d done a little translating and he seems to be saying to memorize and never forget that formula and everything would be okay, where the formula’s about those 12 little proteins or what, which remind me of “dna” which I think is really “ova-dye” color’s formulas from super-refined “petroleum.” I’ve tried to look them up but all my papers’d been thrown away and I’ve nearly never been able to spend time looking things up, because of all these curses on me which of course includes that it isn’t wise for me to even be doing anything except agonizing at the bottom of this trick LURE-horror all over me, please be careful, they seem to be using me as this petroleum-LURE alot/a lot, and I can’t do anything about it since it’s all always all top-secret, everything is in this system. The wildest thing I think is this thought I’ve got that this secret-slave Oberth was actually the old WWI pilot Roland Garros, captured and given facial-reconstruction and set to learn how to get rockets up into space for collecting all those “free” riches out there. It’s unlikely that they’re the same person but Oberth’d spent most of his time in Transylvania and he might have been older than he’d looked for all the system-work to keep him working on the space project. (k.foshay)

File:Auroraborealis yukon.jpg Prematurely crossing Beringia they’d likely spotted this “rainbow” Aurora Borealis and been attracted to it and gone in circles for no telling how long.

#319, tilted Earth