<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677</id><updated>2026-10-10T08:30:32.744-04:00</updated><category term="NASA"/><category term="UFO"/><category term="aliens"/><category term="Alien attach"/><category term="Detroit"/><category term="ET&#39;s"/><category term="General Electric"/><category term="Michigan"/><category term="airline disaster"/><category term="alien abduction"/><category term="apocalypse"/><category term="missing planes"/><category term="murder"/><category term="secret projects"/><category term="space craft"/><category term="visitors from space"/><category term="Alaska"/><category term="American spirit"/><category term="Bankruptsyy"/><category term="Bermuda Triangle"/><category term="CDC"/><category term="CIA"/><category term="Chile"/><category term="Devils Triangle"/><category term="Eruption"/><category term="Federal Government Bailout"/><category term="Flight 370"/><category term="Glok"/><category term="Great Lakes Triangle"/><category term="Gulf Of Thailand"/><category term="Guns"/><category term="HAARP"/><category term="Help"/><category term="Illuminati"/><category term="Japan"/><category term="Kim Jong Un"/><category term="LQP-79"/><category term="MK-ultra"/><category term="Major Tom"/><category term="Malaysia Airlines Flight 370"/><category term="Malaysia airlines"/><category term="Miami"/><category term="New Lennon"/><category term="New World Order"/><category term="Nibiru"/><category term="Night of Living Dead"/><category term="North Korea"/><category term="Peter Schilling"/><category term="Putin"/><category term="Richard Hoaglund"/><category term="Russian Soldiers"/><category term="Synthia"/><category term="Tasmania"/><category term="Texas"/><category term="UFO&#39;s"/><category term="UK"/><category term="Ukraine"/><category term="Virginia"/><category term="Washington"/><category term="World War III"/><category term="american revolution"/><category term="ammunition"/><category term="anime"/><category term="bath salts"/><category term="black hole"/><category term="cannibal"/><category term="catastrophe"/><category term="colorado"/><category term="colt"/><category term="columbine"/><category term="conquest"/><category term="crime"/><category term="cruise missile"/><category term="dictators"/><category term="disaster"/><category term="drone strike"/><category term="drug induced psychosis"/><category term="economic sanctions"/><category term="emergency"/><category term="empire"/><category term="falling from 35000 ft"/><category term="false flag"/><category term="freedom"/><category term="genocide"/><category term="graphic photos"/><category term="hand guns"/><category term="independence"/><category term="international space station"/><category term="ionoshpere"/><category term="jet fighter"/><category term="latest"/><category term="lights in the sky"/><category term="lost planes"/><category term="lost ships"/><category term="magnetic shift"/><category term="manchurian candidate"/><category term="mass shootings"/><category term="microwaves"/><category term="mind control"/><category term="missing people"/><category term="missing ships"/><category term="mysterious lights"/><category term="new Russian dictator"/><category term="new Stalin"/><category term="newtown connecticut"/><category term="nuclear exchange"/><category term="nurder"/><category term="orbs"/><category term="pole shift"/><category term="programmed people"/><category term="protection"/><category term="rifles"/><category term="rock and roll"/><category term="security"/><category term="semi-automatic"/><category term="shooting"/><category term="shot down"/><category term="sightings"/><category term="smith and wessin"/><category term="space travel"/><category term="stealth drone"/><category term="terrorism"/><category term="time travel"/><category term="unleashed"/><category term="virus"/><category term="volcanoe"/><category term="vortex"/><category term="war in Europe"/><category term="weapons"/><category term="weather control"/><category term="worldwide"/><category term="zombie"/><category term="zombies"/><title type='text'>donmilesxfiles</title><subtitle type='html'>paranormal blog looking outside the box in order to try to discover the truth about the world we live in; this blog doesn&#39;t hold the truth it only looks for it.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>957</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-3131668789639142400</id><published>2026-07-23T02:54:36.236-04:00</published><updated>2026-07-23T03:09:33.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Water&quot; By Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Going to Mars has been a dream of mankind for centuries, but there is one word that sums up why it won&#39;t happen any time soon: water. We humans are creatures of water. Our bodies are mostly water, we live on a water planet, and we can only live three days without water. That is why trying to go to Mars now is totally insane and is virtually impossible. Here is why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;First, the trip itself would take between six and nine months. It is likely the radiation would either kill or horribly debilitate anyone exposed to it for that long. Being couped up in a small ship for six to nine months would drive even the most determined astronaut crazy. Think about it. Being in a ship for that long, only to have your big reward a likely permanent stay on a dead, desert planet. Which brings me to the most important point. No water. These people who try to go to Mars will never swim again, never bath or shower in the wonderful warmth that is water, never again to walk on dew covered grass in the morning, never to swim in a pool or lake or ocean, never to hear the rain again. Never again to put their feet in a cool mountain spring, or go down a waterslide at a water park. Never to skate on frozen water or ice fish or fish again. All of these things would be missed in a way that people thinking about doing this have not really considered. Even the most strict psychological screening will not stop them from the sudden realization that water will never be there for them again. Some will think they can handle it but let me give an example of what will happen. A free mountain climber named Alex Honnold, who had won critical acclaim as a free climber, was on a mountain when he suddenly had a panic attack. After all those years of climbing he suddenly realized how dangerous free climbing could be. He freaked out. Fortunately, he made it down safely. I use this example because what I fear may happen is one or more astronauts will awaken halfway to Mars and realize they want to go home. It will be a &quot;I want my mommy, I want to go home&quot; moment when it hits them that they will never see the Earth again. I can&#39;t imagine the feeling of never being able to go home to the Earth. To never see friends or family and of course, never to have the soothing feeling of water in all its forms ever again. To do this to anyone is a type of cruelty that people like Musk would never put themselves through but will do it to others for his own glory. Going to Mars now would end up like a horrible Twilight Zone episode.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; If and when the trip is cut down to three weeks or less with a guaranteed trip home, it is then we can go to Mars, but right now, trying to send humans to Mars is an unthinkably cruel idea that has not been thoroughly thought through.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3131668789639142400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2026/07/water-by-don-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3131668789639142400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3131668789639142400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2026/07/water-by-don-miles.html' title='&quot;Water&quot; By Don Miles'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-3501419589580870450</id><published>2025-10-09T02:15:00.024-04:00</published><updated>2025-11-27T02:29:48.591-05:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;2113&quot; By Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I was sitting at the bar contemplating the fate of our foundering band when he approached me. I didn&#39;t know him, but he somehow looked familiar. The man sat down next to me and ordered a Satan&#39;s Whiskers, a drink I&#39;d never heard of before. I glanced sideways at him, a dark shadow of a man whose face I could barely discern in the darkened dungeon like bar in the center of Detroit, the city my band was playing in that night. I tried to ignore him but he seemed to want to engage me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Hey buddy, you seem a bit down. Let me buy you a drink,&quot; he said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Ok. Make it one of those Satan&#39;s Whiskers you ordered.&quot; The bar tender mixed the complex drink like a chemist and brought the drink over. I took a long sip and nodded in approval of the concoction.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;So, what&#39;s eating you brother?&quot; he asked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;My band is about to be fired by our record company. They want us to do what they say and write 3 to 4 minute songs instead of the 7 to 9 minute songs we&#39;ve been writing and be more like the other successful bands. It&#39;s insulting and depressing,&quot; I added.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;In a perfect world,&quot; he asked, &quot;how would this story have a happy ending?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;If I could wave my magic wand, we would have a successful career with many gold records and tours around the world. We would prove the critics wrong and become one of rock and roll&#39;s biggest groups,&quot; I said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;That seems like a nice dream. What if I could snap my fingers and make it all come true? Would you be interested?&quot; I was only half listening when his words finally sank in. I realized that I didn&#39;t even know his name. &quot;Who are you? What&#39;s your name?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;My name is Belial, Luis Belial. But you can call me Lu with a u,&quot; he said. &quot;I make dreams come true.&quot; This on its face seemed ridiculous but I was a bit drunk and needed the distraction from reality, so I humored him. &quot;How can you make my dreams come true?&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Let&#39;s just say I have friends in low places. What&#39;s important is whether you really want this. Are you willing to pay the price necessary for the dream life you envision?&quot; he asked. I had always been willing to do anything to be a successful musician, a rock star, so I answered without thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Yes, of course. I&#39;ve already sacrificed so much just to have the record company want to bail on us. The whole band has been through hell to get this far,&quot; I said.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Alright,&quot; he said and snapped his fingers. &quot;It is done. You will have a long career and after a few decades or so, I will collect my payment. One small request, however. Your next album must have a flaming red star inside a circle. You&#39;re a writer. Work it into the music somehow.&quot; I nodded in agreement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Just like that?&quot; I asked.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&quot;Just like that,&quot; he said. Two customers started arguing and I turned to see what the commotion was, but when I turned back, Lu was gone. I looked around the room but he was nowhere to be found. I smiled at the idea of getting my wish, though it did seem like one of those deals with the devil you hear about. Little did I know how true that would turn out to be. I did in fact have a long, profitable career. Everything was going well until I lost my daughter in a car accident. She was on her way to college. The death hit my wife hard and though I can&#39;t prove it, I think it killed her too. She got cancer and died quickly but I think the cancer was caused by my daughter&#39;s death. I quit music but after a time came back to it but it didn&#39;t last. You see, as I write this, I am dying of brain cancer. Ironic in that a rumor decades ago circulated about me having brain cancer because I had cut off my long hair and cropped it short because I was balding. I write this as a warning. I made a deal for success that in the end had such a high price that had I known about this exotic and strange life I would likely gladly have exchanged it for something a little more plain, maybe something a little more sane. I miss my wife and daughter. Be careful what you wish for. They call me the professor but in the end, ironically, cancer ate my brain.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3501419589580870450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2025/10/1221-by-don-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3501419589580870450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3501419589580870450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2025/10/1221-by-don-miles.html' title='&quot;2113&quot; By Don Miles'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-561984075794384546</id><published>2024-04-08T21:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2024-04-08T22:13:30.391-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;The Burned Apple&quot; By Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Putin couldn&#39;t believe his ears when Trump said it, but he continued to listen. &quot;Is interesting idea. Go on.&quot; &quot;Well, New York has treated me very badly, it&#39;s like incredible. I&#39;m sure you know the story of what they tried to do to me. Thank God I won the election, with your help, and nothing ever came of it. But it is time for my retribution to take place. Imagine if your military made a mistake and launched a nuclear weapon at New York and it was obliterated. It would be a real tragedy. However, for the sake of not starting WWIII, I think I would be inclined to forgive it. I would not retaliate if you know what I mean.&quot; There was a pause from Vlad. Then he answered. &quot;You would not retaliate? What about your Congress? Would not they want to strike back?&quot; &quot;I would be able to declare Martial Law and that would give me the power to make the decision myself. Then I would be a King. And like I said, I sure wouldn&#39;t want to send the world into another world war. I would be very sad but also grateful as New York tried to destroy me.&quot; Vlad thought for a moment then asked,&quot; what of your tower? Would not that be a great loss?&quot; &quot;No not really, I have insurance. Of course, I would need to warn family and friends not to be there. If it happened during a United Nations meeting with diplomats from all over the world, well that would be a bonus. It would make our lives much easier to have many of these people gone. People like Macron for instance.&quot; &quot;Yes, he has been thorn in side for some time. My situation in Ukraine would be much improved by this.&quot; Vlad sat back and contemplated their evil plan. &quot;Alright, I agree. I have feeling one of my Generals may go rogue, relieving me of any responsibility. This could be done during the world leaders gathering at the United Nations next month. But would not your country&#39;s economy suffer from losing New York City?&quot; &quot;I&#39;m sure if we worked together, both our countries would be able to benefit. New York is a cesspool of immigrants anyway. It would actually improve my country greatly,&quot; Trump smiled. &quot;I think we have deal. I will make the arrangements, choose the General and then have him executed immediately&amp;nbsp;afterword. You will have your military stand down and peace will carry on. Da, I think this is excellent plan. It has been a pleasure doing business with you comrade. As you say, like incredible.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/561984075794384546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2024/04/the-burned-apple-by-don-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/561984075794384546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/561984075794384546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2024/04/the-burned-apple-by-don-miles.html' title='&quot;The Burned Apple&quot; By Don Miles'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-6575081532146396452</id><published>2024-03-17T21:44:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2024-03-17T22:38:04.370-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Y Me?&quot; By Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;My name is Bolah, I&#39;m 8 years old and I&#39;m buried beneath my home in Rafa, Palestine. My leg is pinned under the concrete and I&#39;m in so much pain all I can do is cry. It is pitch black and though I cry out, I don&#39;t think anyone can hear me. My family was with me at home and we were getting ready for dinner when the bombs hit. I&#39;ve been calling out to them, but they don&#39;t answer. I&#39;m afraid they&#39;re all dead. All I can do between crying and screaming in pain is wonder....why? What did I do to deserve this? I am only 8 years old and I have no hate in my heart for anyone. I love my mother and father and though we don&#39;t get along all the time I really love my brother. I guess there are people that hate me, but I don&#39;t know why. I don&#39;t hate them. I am like all children, I like to play, kick the ball, play tag, run, laugh, play. I don&#39;t know why these things could ever make anybody hate me. I worship like all my people and try to be a good person. I try to listen to my parents and be a responsible child as much as I can. But I guess I must have done something wrong because there are people trying to kill me and my family and still, all I can do is wonder why? I keep praying for help, but I don&#39;t think my prayers are being heard. I don&#39;t know why I have been abandoned, but I must have done something wrong. I only wish I knew what it was. I&#39;m so hot and thirsty that only the pain in my leg takes my mind off of it. Before I die, if that is what is going to happen, I ask for forgiveness for whatever the great evil is that I have done, which I can&#39;t figure out. Is it just that I exist? Can my existence be so wrong that I deserve this? If so, I apologize. I didn&#39;t have anything to do with it. I&#39;m just a little girl.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Now the pain in my leg is going away and I can see some light. Maybe I&#39;m being rescued! Yes, I see the concrete being lifted up and the light is shining in. The pain is all gone, no hunger or thirst, no heat. I&#39;m finally being saved. Thank you, thank you.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The men moved the concrete with bulldozers, then by hand and shovel when they got close to the bodies. Under the rubble, they found two adults and two children. One, a girl of about 8 or 9, was still warm when they found her. Her leg had been crushed and the rescue workers had arrived just a few minutes too late. Scrawled in the concrete dust next to her were two words.......why me?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6575081532146396452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2024/03/y-me-by-don-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/6575081532146396452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/6575081532146396452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2024/03/y-me-by-don-miles.html' title='&quot;Y Me?&quot; By Don Miles'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-9129804865048448161</id><published>2023-10-01T05:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2023-10-01T05:25:02.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;The Witch Barber&quot; by Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; She had control of most of the town but not me because I cut my own hair. My grandmother was also a witch of sorts, and knew what this woman was so she helped me with a plan to stop her. The Witch Barber as we called her used hair clippings to control her customers. She had people giving her money, she used young men for sex, she had the Mayor make it almost impossible for another Barber to set up shop so she had full control of their hair. I was a horror makeup artist as a hobby and so I made a skullcap hair piece so realistic it even fooled the witch Barber. She gleefully cut my hair with the thought of finally getting me under her spell. What she didn&#39;t know was the hair in the hair piece wasn&#39;t mine. It was hair from grannies juju box that granny had put a spell on. It was hair from a serial killer granny stopped years earlier. When the witch tried to take over my will using her magic, she instead was met with grannies magic. The serial killers spirit rose out of the smoke from the burning hair and from the crucible it reached out and choked the witch barber to death. Now we&#39;re a town with bad self haircuts, but at least we are free.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/9129804865048448161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2023/10/the-witch-barber-by-don-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/9129804865048448161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/9129804865048448161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2023/10/the-witch-barber-by-don-miles.html' title='&quot;The Witch Barber&quot; by Don Miles'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-3955973473238114043</id><published>2023-05-14T20:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2023-05-14T20:43:54.994-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;I Hope It&#39;s Something I Ate&quot; By Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Missy Bornnegan was a born again Christian and was a prime driver in The U.S. Congress to get abortion banned in any form, at any time and for any reason. She had been very satisfied with her results as she had led the way to a total ban on abortion. However, as she lay on the hospital gurney with tremendous pains in her abdominal region, she began to regret her victory. She watched as pointed protrusions lifted up and then went down in her belly. It looked like fingers with claws trying to poke through. She screamed in pain and terror. The nurse came to comfort her and told her the doctor would be there in a moment. &quot;I wish we could help you dear, I really do,&quot; said the nurse with a terrifying smirk on her face. Just then the doctor showed up, and he looked familiar to Missy. &quot;Hello Miss Bornnegan, how are you? Not good I see. Do you remember me?&quot; Missy was puzzled but then suddenly remembered who he was. At the hearings in Washington on abortion, he was the pro-choice doctor who testified. She had totally destroyed him by insinuating that his tour of duty in Iraq had made him blood thirsty and at heart he was a killer. It ruined his reputation and he had to move his family to a different state as she remembered. She had taken pleasure in all of it. But now she realized she may have made a mistake. You see, all over the world, women had started to become pregnant with demons. Babies with claws and horns and slits for pupils, very aggressive from the moment of emergence. The problem beyond being demons was the way they were born. They did not wait to go out through the normal channel but they would burst forth through the stomach, tearing through with their claws. No woman had survived this horror. The only way to save the woman was an abortion. The irony of demons invading Christian wombs and then there being no way to save the woman because of Christian &quot;values&quot; of all life being sacred, was thick. Missy suddenly realized the horrible truth. Not all life is sacred. &quot;Please doctor, remove this evil creature, give me an abortion! Please!&quot;. &quot;I would like to Missy, but because of you, If I give you an abortion in this state, I will get the death penalty. All I can do is try to alleviate some of the pain, but the demon will be born.&quot; Just then, the creature inside her began to push out of her body. She screamed in agony as it tore through her to come out into the light. It screeched a horrible sound as it took its first breath just as Missy took her very last.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3955973473238114043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2023/05/i-hope-its-something-i-ate-by-don-miles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3955973473238114043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3955973473238114043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2023/05/i-hope-its-something-i-ate-by-don-miles.html' title='&quot;I Hope It&#39;s Something I Ate&quot; By Don Miles'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-443359548716015372</id><published>2021-12-07T05:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2021-12-07T05:59:13.852-05:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;A Permit To Discharge&quot; By Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; It started in 2021 when Roe Vs. Wade was overturned. Most did not really understand the true ramifications of the decision. What it really meant was that your body is not your own, that it belongs to the state and they can take what they want. But not just your body, your fluids, your essence was now a vital governmental resource, even your fluids. That is when it became law to get a permit for discharge of semen. That&#39;s right. If a male masturbated without a permit of discharge he could be detained. Needless to say, this filled the prisons to the brink. But there was an even more hideous outcome on the way. It was extrapolated that your organs were no longer yours but they belonged to the state. If a wealthy politician or corporate donor needed your kidney or liver or eyes, the state could take them. So here I am, making my last statement as my lungs are to be given to some billionaires child who smoked too much meth and crack and needs my lungs so he can smoke more meth and crack. I took good care of myself just so some rich fuck could take my lungs. I&#39;ll be dead soon but I&#39;ll have the last laugh. Before they could take me I visited enough prostitutes to infect my tissues with all manor of diseases so that rich bastard will have a few surprises after I&#39;m gone. I hope he does not die well. Good luck. Not even Orwell saw this coming.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/443359548716015372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/12/a-permit-to-discharge-by-don-miles.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/443359548716015372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/443359548716015372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/12/a-permit-to-discharge-by-don-miles.html' title='&quot;A Permit To Discharge&quot; By Don Miles'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-2381235584902439014</id><published>2021-09-14T05:11:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2021-09-14T10:46:15.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gabby Petito Remote Viewed</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://youtu.be/7Jy01mn19ig&quot;&gt;https://youtu.be/7Jy01mn19ig&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; After remote viewing this story, I have some incites. Gabby Petito was on an adventure with her fiance&#39; out west in the national parks but when her boyfriend returned to Florida, she was not with him. Her last confirmed contact with family was August 25th when in Wyoming&amp;nbsp; but text messages after that are not confirmed to be from her. The details of her trip are in the link. Here is what I got from remote viewing and I hope I am wrong. I think she had a fall, whether on purpose or by accident, and she will be found at the bottom of a canyon somewhere near the location of her last facetime call to her mother. Grand Teton National Park may be the location. I will try to get more on the specific location. Again, I would be pleased to be wrong.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2381235584902439014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/09/gabby-petito-remote-viewed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/2381235584902439014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/2381235584902439014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/09/gabby-petito-remote-viewed.html' title='Gabby Petito Remote Viewed'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-7880483975826654289</id><published>2021-09-08T21:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2021-09-09T06:41:00.961-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemtrail Curve</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This video shows a jet curving toward other vapor trails or chemtrails? It would be strange for a commercial jet to fly this way. The sky seems streaked with jet trails in this video. Click on this link.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://youtube.com/shorts/NPI5dVliiY0?feature=share&quot;&gt;https://youtube.com/shorts/NPI5dVliiY0?feature=share&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7880483975826654289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/09/chemtrail-curve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/7880483975826654289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/7880483975826654289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/09/chemtrail-curve.html' title='Chemtrail Curve'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-8378501246634349157</id><published>2021-03-10T03:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2021-03-10T03:38:09.555-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vapor Trail Inside Chemtrail</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This video shows a jet making a vapor trail inside a chemtrail. Many believe &quot;chemtrails&quot; are an attempt to kill citizens but the truth is they are an attempt to save life. The magnetic shield that protects the Earth is weakening. This allows more solar and cosmic radiation to reach the surface causing increased temperatures. Although green house gasses are adding to global warming, the true culprit is radiation from space and there may be nothing we can do to save ourselves. Chemtrails are an attempt to absorb radiation but it may be futile. Here is the link to the video.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href=&quot;https://youtu.be/zitQeEntA-g&quot;&gt;https://youtu.be/zitQeEntA-g&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/8378501246634349157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/03/vapor-trail-inside-chemtrail.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/8378501246634349157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/8378501246634349157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/03/vapor-trail-inside-chemtrail.html' title='Vapor Trail Inside Chemtrail'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-4924034173738612577</id><published>2021-03-07T01:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2021-03-07T01:17:19.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Lightning Creates 15&#39; Hole In Concrete</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://youtu.be/olrW2l-c5j0&quot;&gt;https://youtu.be/olrW2l-c5j0&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; In 2019, a lightning bolt blasted a 15 foot hole in concrete at a Chevron gasoline station in Fort Worth, Texas. If it has ruptured a gas line the devastation could have been horrific. This incident begs the question if this was a natural event or a sign of deep changes in the Earth or was it a weapons test gone wrong? I have never seen concrete blasted like this by lighting. It certainly has the capability but this event seems strange. There are military bases all over Texas and sometimes weapons testing goes wrong. This could be a focused energy beam that got out of control. It is also possible that magnetic changes deep in the Earth caused the incredible bolt. Take a look at the link and see for yourself.&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4924034173738612577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/03/lightning-creates-15-hole-in-concrete.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/4924034173738612577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/4924034173738612577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/03/lightning-creates-15-hole-in-concrete.html' title='Lightning Creates 15&#39; Hole In Concrete'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-2362064983801433457</id><published>2021-02-12T23:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2021-02-12T23:24:16.528-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Look At The Sky, See The Moon: The Latest Monolith Sighting</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; A new monolith has appeared in Southeast Turkey and this one has an inscription in old Turkic that reads &quot;look at the sky, see the moon.&quot; This is a very cryptic statement unless you believe, as many UFO researchers do, that there are beings who have bases on the moon or even in the moon. The dark side of the moon, the side that always faces away from the Earth, still holds many secrets and some researchers claim to have found photos from NASA that show large structures made from a transparent material, perhaps domes of some kind. Our moon is an enigma compared to all the other moons in our solar system. It is the largest relative to the planet it circles and is the only moon without companions. Some even think the moon is hollow or a space craft because it rang like a bell when the Apollo 13 Saturn rocket booster crashed in to it, causing it to ring for 3 hours and 20 minutes. Carl Sagan said once that if the moon is hollow, it must be artificial. So, perhaps the moon is some sort of observation satellite that not only tracks life on Earth but also protects it. I have postulated that the moon could act like a shield if an asteroid or comet threatened the Earth. Instead of impacting the Earth, the object would hit or be deflected by the moon. The moon is a mystery man has yet to understand. Below are some links with more information.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-0FkFReyyk&quot;&gt;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-0FkFReyyk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-0FkFReyyk&quot;&gt;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L-0FkFReyyk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/2362064983801433457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/02/look-at-sky-see-moon-latest-monolith.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/2362064983801433457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/2362064983801433457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2021/02/look-at-sky-see-moon-latest-monolith.html' title='Look At The Sky, See The Moon: The Latest Monolith Sighting'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-3621596323469532120</id><published>2020-12-19T22:08:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2020-12-19T22:11:19.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Message Of The Monoliths</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfTnLkjCiC2z1e323RxjXZSprjHQZNMDp8Qcb7RTG4jlsn1K-62qkkPYbcl9kkPL2I_qm7ylguy2neKKdDuYhUu_MlobovHWyDN6-QazUWRaan7w_FR1ju-55esdhLt2fs8CGI9lc2bqg/s200/monolith.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; data-original-height=&quot;180&quot; data-original-width=&quot;200&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfTnLkjCiC2z1e323RxjXZSprjHQZNMDp8Qcb7RTG4jlsn1K-62qkkPYbcl9kkPL2I_qm7ylguy2neKKdDuYhUu_MlobovHWyDN6-QazUWRaan7w_FR1ju-55esdhLt2fs8CGI9lc2bqg/s0/monolith.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Monoliths are turning up all over the world and now they are here in Michigan. What is the message behind these works of art? Are some really from extra terrestrials and is there a message at all? I think the idea behind them is to make humans stop and think about their reality at this moment. Our planet is in a dangerous time. Many are dying world wide from a deadly virus and environmental problems like global warming are still a deadly issue, raising temperatures and water levels around the world and causing increased wildfires from California to Australia. In my opinion, we have on many occasions been warned about the way we are treating the Earth and that if we don&#39;t change, our planet will no longer be able to sustain us. Whether any monolith is from aliens beyond this world or not, they are a reminder to me of the simple beauty of this world and how it is worth fighting for. Below is a link with photos and more information.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.wzzm13.com/article/news/weird/monoliths-in-lansing-and-kentwood-offer-new-take-on-worldwide-phenomenon/69-53c9b8ed-fc49-48da-a1ad-c9f0d9f95009&quot;&gt;https://www.wzzm13.com/article/news/weird/monoliths-in-lansing-and-kentwood-offer-new-take-on-worldwide-phenomenon/69-53c9b8ed-fc49-48da-a1ad-c9f0d9f95009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3621596323469532120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/12/the-message-of-monoliths.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3621596323469532120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3621596323469532120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/12/the-message-of-monoliths.html' title='The Message Of The Monoliths'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMfTnLkjCiC2z1e323RxjXZSprjHQZNMDp8Qcb7RTG4jlsn1K-62qkkPYbcl9kkPL2I_qm7ylguy2neKKdDuYhUu_MlobovHWyDN6-QazUWRaan7w_FR1ju-55esdhLt2fs8CGI9lc2bqg/s72-c/monolith.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-9045730761929147645</id><published>2020-10-05T09:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2020-10-05T09:17:57.802-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Aliens Ignore Us: We Are Too Stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Many ask the question why the aliens who visit us don&#39;t contact us. The better question is why would they contact us? We are a violent, ignorant species. The Corona Virus Covid-19 has demonstrated in the starkest way why the aliens won&#39;t associate with us: we are too stupid, perhaps even to exist. The United States, the leader of the free world and really the world, has demonstrated a streak of stupidity and ignorance that is hard to understand. Their president ignores the science that would have kept him safe and by saying that mask wearing is not important he may have caused the deaths of 10&#39;s of thousands of the people he is charged with protecting. Science clearly demonstrates that wearing a mask reduces the risk of catching and spreading the disease, the same science the aliens use to get here. In their estimation, not only will they not contact us but they have calculated that any species this stupid doesn&#39;t deserve to exist and probably won&#39;t for much longer. They also don&#39;t understand how the most powerful country on Earth would elect such a flawed and unqualified leader to preside over the largest nuclear weapons stockpile on Earth. No, from the point of view of the aliens, we are a retarded culture with a population dominated by defiance disorder, ignorance and denial of obvious, provable facts. Their final report has this last line, &quot;the species on Planet XJ-13 is not worthy of contact and will probably extinguish itself within decades. We will have a useable planet after radioactive decontamination procedures and its location will be valuable to the empire.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/9045730761929147645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/10/why-aliens-ignore-us-we-are-too-stupid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/9045730761929147645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/9045730761929147645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/10/why-aliens-ignore-us-we-are-too-stupid.html' title='Why Aliens Ignore Us: We Are Too Stupid'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-3663880472693952714</id><published>2020-09-22T06:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2020-09-22T07:21:11.886-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aliens Really Do Like Strawberry Ice Cream</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; This officer is somewhat unsettled by having to report to a local commission about the &quot;aliens on the range&quot; and how he is buying them lots of strawberry ice cream. He mentions capabilities on the range that he can&#39;t talk about and some he doesn&#39;t know about. Watch his expression as he tells the audience he buys lots of strawberry ice cream for the aliens. He can&#39;t even believe the words he is saying.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGeUiVjLPhA&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be&quot;&gt;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MGeUiVjLPhA&amp;amp;feature=youtu.be&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/3663880472693952714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/aliens-really-do-like-strawberry-ice.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3663880472693952714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/3663880472693952714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/aliens-really-do-like-strawberry-ice.html' title='Aliens Really Do Like Strawberry Ice Cream'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-5264923531208276405</id><published>2020-09-10T10:17:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2020-09-10T10:36:50.681-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Directed Energy Weapons In California?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Is it possible that DEW technology (Directed Energy Weapons Technology) is being used in California? If this is true, are they starting fires in that state? The link below leads to a youtube channel called Dutchsinse. This channel essentially studies earthquake maps of all kinds to discover patterns in earthquakes in order to better predict when they will happen. The video in the link shows what can only be described as the signature of Directed Energy Weapons technology. Are they starting fires in California and if so, who is behind it?&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CRPKPJR1k5Q&quot;&gt;https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CRPKPJR1k5Q&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/5264923531208276405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/directed-energy-weapons-in-california.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/5264923531208276405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/5264923531208276405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/directed-energy-weapons-in-california.html' title='Directed Energy Weapons In California?'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-6985837316230545207</id><published>2020-09-08T10:26:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2020-09-08T10:26:44.696-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I Play Nostradamus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Once in a while, and I think this is true for all humans, I get an insight in to what may come. I think we all get these insights but not all of us listen to them. In that spirit I post this. We are on the verge of a huge choice that will determine which of two realities we live in. One is hopeful, the other is a horror. The choice is for President Of The United States. This choice will affect the entire planet, for better or for worse. Below is a link from my other blog that describes what our choices will bring. I let you the reader decide which reality belongs to which candidate. Please....choose wisely. The fate of the world depends on your choice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://trumpisthenewhitler.blogspot.com/2020/09/november-3-2020-fork-in-our-reality.html&quot;&gt;https://trumpisthenewhitler.blogspot.com/2020/09/november-3-2020-fork-in-our-reality.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/6985837316230545207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/now-i-play-nostradamus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/6985837316230545207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/6985837316230545207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/now-i-play-nostradamus.html' title='Now I Play Nostradamus'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-4523341039538610644</id><published>2020-09-05T23:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2020-09-05T23:29:06.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jetpack Man Or Flying Humanoid Over LAX</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Two jets reported seeing a man flying past them on their way to land at Los Angeles International Airport a few days ago. One planes crew saw the man and then a plane and crew behind that jet also saw the man. Most people think this was a man with a jet pack and that technology does exist. However, flying humanoids have been seen in our skies for decades. Recently over Chicago there was a rash of reports of what seemed to be flying humanoids. What are flying humanoids? Nobody is certain but when seen they appear to be human being shaped creatures flying without the obvious help of a machine. Many videos can be found on the internet of flying humanoids but to my knowledge none have humanoids flying at hundreds of miles an hour near jet aircraft. This latest event is likely a man with a jet pack but check out the link below about the wave of sightings of flying humanoids over Chicago in 2017.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://www.chicagoreader.com/Bleader/archives/2017/08/09/theres-been-a-record-number-of-flying-humanoid-sightings-over-chicago-this-year&quot;&gt;https://www.chicagoreader.com/Bleader/archives/2017/08/09/theres-been-a-record-number-of-flying-humanoid-sightings-over-chicago-this-year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/4523341039538610644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/jetpack-man-or-flying-humanoid-over-lax.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/4523341039538610644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/4523341039538610644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/jetpack-man-or-flying-humanoid-over-lax.html' title='Jetpack Man Or Flying Humanoid Over LAX'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-7080507097050039474</id><published>2020-09-02T20:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2020-09-02T20:41:41.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Napolean Bonaparte&#39;s Alien Implant</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Many leaders down through time have had encounters with strange beings that have been called angels or demons, but perhaps they were actually alien beings. It seems Napoleon Bonaparte was one who had an encounter along with George Washington and Alexander the Great, both of which have been discussed on this blog. Many humans are tagged with devices that track us in much the same way we track bears and sharks. The tags send information on our migration and mating habits as well as other biometric information. This time we may have proof because the chip wasn&#39;t just in the skin but it somehow made it&#39;s way into Napoleon&#39;s skull, only to be found today by researchers. A Dr. Dubois claims to have found a device that was in Napoleon&#39;s skull and must have been put there when he was young. Napoleon did have an episode of missing time when he disappeared for days only to resurface. He did not want to discuss the event. It happened in 1794 and he claimed he had been detained during a political uprising. Is it possible that alien influences have controlled some of our most powerful leaders down through time? Below is a link for more information.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://ufoholic.com/forbidden-history/under-control-napoleon-had-an-alien-microchip-implanted-in-his-skull/&quot;&gt;https://ufoholic.com/forbidden-history/under-control-napoleon-had-an-alien-microchip-implanted-in-his-skull/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/7080507097050039474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/napolean-bonapartes-alien-implant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/7080507097050039474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/7080507097050039474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/09/napolean-bonapartes-alien-implant.html' title='Napolean Bonaparte&#39;s Alien Implant'/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-9094187816942434840</id><published>2020-07-19T09:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2020-07-19T09:57:34.923-04:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;The No-Knock Assassination&quot; By Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;For Breonna, a beautiful and dedicated public servant, it was a day like most days working as an EMT, an Emergency Medical Technician. She and her partner were called out for a shooting victim at a drug house that the police had just raided. One of the suspects had been shot by the police and Breonna was working on him in the kitchen where it happened while her partner got the crash cart. She was doing chest compressions when two officers in the living room of the home began to argue. She heard one of them ask where the fuck it was and the other guy say he looked everywhere. Then they looked toward Breonna and the suspect and started toward them. One cop told her he had to check the suspect for a weapon and he started searching inside his jacket. Breonna protested and said she wasn&#39;t done trying to save his life. The cop said he was a punk and who cares anyway. Then he pulled something out of the suspects jacket but it was not a gun, it was a large bag of white powder. He looked at Breonna and smirked. He told her she would get a cut but she shook her head no. He told her she was beautiful and maybe they could go out and talk about it. She told him she had a man and wasn&#39;t interested in either him, his money, or the drugs. All she wanted to do was save this guys life. The officer stood up and gave her and angry, dirty look then started to smirk as he told her it was alright and not to worry about it. He put the bag of drugs in his jacket and walked over to his partner. The two cops talked while she worked on the suspect with her partner who came in with the life saving gear, and the cops looked over at her as they whispered to each other and occasionally nodded. Breonna worked on the suspect with her partner until it was obvious the suspect, who was shot, wouldn&#39;t make it. Little did she know that because she had integrity, because she had morals that she would be targeted for execution. She also didn&#39;t know that the previous renter of her apartment was a drug dealing felon, which gave the drug stealing officer the excuse he needed to bust down her door with a &quot;no-knock&quot; warrant and essentially murder her and then claim it was a case of mistaken identity, even though the felon who lived there before was already in custody. Nobody would suspect him and nobody would have known he thought to himself except for an anonymous tip that led investigators to him and his other dirty cops. They were arrested and tried, exposing a group of cops who robbed drug dealers and took their cash and drugs. Breonna looked down and smiled.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; We have discussed on this blog a way to stop nuclear weapons from detonating. The idea is to use anti-neutrons to annihilate the neutrons used to split the atom for the fission reaction, thus stopping it. No fission, no fusion. The weapon is defused. The problem is how to get anti-neutrons to penetrate the outer casing of a nuclear weapon. Nuclear weapons are designed to prevent electromagnetic interference and other types of radiation from penetrating the missile and are quite tough. The answer is to use neutrinos. Neutrinos are a subatomic particle that has almost no mass and go right through normal mass (solid objects). There are neutrinos going through you right now as you read this. If the anti-neutrons could be carried on a neutrino carrier wave or paired with neutrinos, they would be able to penetrate the casing of a nuclear missile. The next step is to determine how to harness neutrinos for this purpose. Stay tuned. &lt;/div&gt;
</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/feeds/1068679333179109548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/01/neutrino-carriers-for-anit-neutrons-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/1068679333179109548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3861865592256598677/posts/default/1068679333179109548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://donmilesxfiles.blogspot.com/2020/01/neutrino-carriers-for-anit-neutrons-to.html' title='Neutrino Carriers For Anit-Neutrons To Disable Nuclear Weapons '/><author><name>don miles</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05014960400747146467</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861865592256598677.post-9212567705258051271</id><published>2019-12-20T00:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2019-12-20T00:13:53.357-05:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;The Taste Of Hypocrisy&quot; By Don Miles</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On your planet, there is a cult like group of &quot;Christians&quot; who believe that 144,000 people will be miraculously saved by God before and unimaginable apocalypse that will destroy the Earth and leave nobody alive. They seem to feel that their all knowing, all loving God picks and chooses who goes to heaven or who stays on Earth to suffer indescribable torment. They are proud to be the &quot;chosen ones&quot; although pride is a sin and they have no problem leaving their fellow humans behind, a definite lack of compassion. The irony of course is that most of these people are far from being sin free. In fact, most are guilty of one or more of the deadliest sins yet, still believe that they will be spared because to them, it like some kind of game. They think all they have to do is, with their mouths,&amp;nbsp; proclaim their faith and accept Jesus as their lord and savior. Their hypocrisy is at the flavorful crux of the matter. Let me explain.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; You see, the idea of The Rapture was actually planted on your world by us many centuries ago. We are a species of humanoid reptilians who feast on humans. You are a food source for us on a very sacred day. In our culture, The Rapture is actually a gigantic feast on my world for 144,000 dignitaries from across the quadrant. We use The Rapture story to convince a large number of humans to live clean, drug free and sexually transmitted disease free lives so that when we take them for our feast, they will be clean and unspoiled. The fact that they are hypocrites is a huge bonus because hypocrisy adds flavor to humans. The vile nature of hypocrites somehow tenderizes the meat, and if they are greedy and selfish, that too adds to the flavor. Because &quot;Christians&quot; on your planet are so full of hypocrisy and anger, another human spice, they are known to be the tastiest Rapture feast in the quadrant. The final factor that adds flavor is when they realize in the final, horrifying moments that their Rapture is just a feast for 144,000 godless reptilian aliens.Happy Rapture!&lt;/div&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For months I had been getting page views on my blog from a location called &quot;unknown region&quot;. This blog gives information on the viewers country of origin, operating system and browser. I started getting views from &quot;unknown region&quot; and I was curious about who it could be. I had the pleasure of meeting an executive from a cyber security company called A.T.A.T. and we became friends. I started dating his daughter and her and I fell in love. He was very glad we met because she was getting over a very bad relationship that he never approved of. I mentioned to him that I had been getting views on my blog from &quot;unknown region&quot; and I wondered if he could tell me anything about this person or persons. He was glad to help. He had told me in passing that his cyber security firm is only allowed to plug holes in operating systems and identify the perpetrators but, and this stuck with me, he said he could literally electrocute the hackers at their keyboards if he was allowed to. I asked him if he could light up the &quot;unknown origin&quot; person and he smiled a devilish smile. &quot;Let&#39;s try,&quot; he said. He opened his laptop and went to my blog. After just a few minutes he not only found the perpetrator but had access to his computer camera which was not covered up. &quot;These assholes are causing trouble all over the planet,&quot; he said. &quot;Fucking Russians just creating chaos. Do want to see me light up this asshole?&quot; I thought about it for a microsecond. &quot;Oh yes, light this bitch up,&quot; I said. With a few keystrokes he was ready. All he had to do was press Ctrl+x....he looked at me and smiled, then pressed the keys. Suddenly, the hacker we were viewing on the screen went stiff as a board from a respectable electric shock he was receiving. After about ten seconds my friend stopped the shock. The hacker tipped over slowly to the floor, out of view of the camera. The hacker was nearly killed by a shock he would later see came from an....&quot;unknown region.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She had been jumping around from one time period to another, gathering data for her final thesis. Tegra had been having a hard time thinking of a good thesis question when it finally hit her. She wasn&#39;t sure her teachers would allow it because she would need to interfere, no, not interfere, but get involved with the study subjects in a way that is usually outside the rules of study. Living with and observing them is one thing, but influencing your study subjects is not recommended. She went to her teachers and to her surprise, she got permission to do her research the way she wished.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That is when the protests began. She started quietly, taking Fridays off to protest outside public offices, but before long, she was a world wide phenomena. She made speeches and attended rallies, all designed to draw attention to a crisis many humans didn&#39;t recognize. She knew that if they didn&#39;t take urgent measures, their world, the Earth, would become a place where humans couldn&#39;t survive. Tegra crossed the planet, speaking her truth which was THE truth, that the Earth was in peril. Many began to listen, and slowly, the humans did what was necessary to save their planet.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tegra handed in her thesis and she got an A because of her unique question that, in the process of answering, helped solve a crisis on another world. The question was a simple one, asked by a young girl from another time and space, &quot;Can one person make a difference?&quot; I think we all know the answer. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; She was a beautiful young girl that I picked up near downtown Detroit, at one of the high rise apartment complexes off Jefferson Avenue, overlooking the aquamarine colored water of the Detroit River. The ride was about ten minutes, going to an address off of Gratiot Ave. Downtown Detroit is coming back with investment and businesses but it still gets pretty dangerous just miles outside of downtown. I asked her how her day was and she said it was good and it was about to get better. I turned off Gratiot on to her street where there was nothing but abandoned, burned out houses. About half way down the street were four guys standing in front of a car that was in front of three destroyed houses. My heart sank. It was beginning to look like a set up for a car jacking. &quot;Pull up in front of those guys right there,&quot; she said. My instincts told me to pull past the men and let her out. I pulled about twenty feet past the men in the street of abandoned houses. Suddenly, the men charged down the street. Now, I don&#39;t carry a gun but I am not really defenseless. I grew up around science and chemistry so I had come up with some unique defensive measures that I built in to my car. First, as the men charged from behind my car, I pushed a button under my dashboard that activated two spray nozzles concealed in my bumper that sprayed Hydrochloric acid. The men&#39;s face&#39;s began to melt as soon as the corrosive liquid hit them. Their clothes started smoking as they fell to the ground, screaming in agony. The girl in the back seat yelled,&quot;What the fuck mother fucker, what did you do?!&quot; &quot;I&quot;ll kill you mother fucker,&quot; she said as she reached for a knife she had in her boot. Before she could stab me I flipped the other switch that was under the dashboard. That switch electrified the back seat with 10,000 volts. Overkill I know, but why take chances when somebody is trying to kill you. She began to shake and twitch, drool and smoke. After ten seconds I turned it off and she fell over, smoking like her friends on the pavement outside. I dragged her out of the car, got back in and ended the ride. She got one star. &lt;/div&gt;
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