January 24, 2022
I am what you might call a ‘water baby.’ I love the water. I mean, LOVE it. Once in, it is hard to drag me out again, even if my lips are turning blue from the cold and teeth chattering. When I was three years old and living next to a lake in Michigan, I was found sleep walking in the middle of the night, headed straight for the water. When I was eight, living in Maryland, while helping a neighbor friend clear her family’s swimming pool of debris with pool nets one spring, I pretended to accidentally fall in just so I could swim for a few moments from the middle of the deep end to the pool’s edge, fully dressed in long sleeves and blue jeans. I never confessed the real reason for my plunge to anyone, until now.
As an adult I have traveled the world, mostly seeking the edges; where the land meets the vast oceans and seas; where infinity can be glimpsed in the horizon line between ocean and sky; where blue blends into more blue. I have swum in waters of the North Atlantic, North and South Pacific, and Indian oceans, and in the Irish, North, Black, Mediterranean, Aegean, Marmara, Tasmanian and Caribbean seas, and in the Bosporus and Cook straits, Gulf of California, Gulf of Mexico (sea of Cortez), and Golfo Dulce (‘Soft or Gentle’ Gulf in Costa Rica), and in countless rivers, creeks, streams, bays, coves, estuaries, harbors, quarries, lakes and pools. I have not just swum in these waters, I have sailed, kayaked, windsurfed, snorkeled, surfed and scuba dived in them. If I could live right next to the sea or ocean and swim in its (preferably warm) waters daily I would be quite happy, and not wish for much more.
While living in Turkey, I swam through a blanket of stingless jellyfish in the Marmara sea, swam behind ink-spraying squid that clouded my path through the water in black fog and free dived into sea caves inhabited by a few of the endangered Mediterranean Monk Seals in the Mediterranean Sea, where I hauled out onto ledges and lay silently as the impressive mass of seal bodies swam to and fro coming within inches of my face in the darkness.
Off the coasts of Ireland, New Zealand and Mexico I swam with seals and sea lions and even took a nap floating on my back while sea lions floated and napped on their backs in the sea of Cortez. I watched whales breach and surface next to small boats that carried me through the foggy waters in Maine and over deep, dark, cobalt blue waters in Hawaii.
I once took a ride with a dolphin, holding onto its fin and swam with manatees in Florida. In Belize I swam with a friendly family of nurse sharks familiar with our guide who had once saved the mother’s life after she has been shot with an underwater spear. The sharks swam close and let us stroke and even hug them. Large manta rays did the same.
Off the coast of the Big Island in Hawaii I watched lava flow off a cliff into the ocean below, and I swam with sea turtles and lay on beaches sleeping near lounging Hawaiian Monk seals. Also off the same island coasts I went on a SCUBA night-dive to see the giant manta rays, boasting 20-foot wingspans. They did not grace us with their otherworldly presence that night, but the experience was hauntingly beautiful all the same, as our small group explored the ocean floor and watched glistening silver eels slither just out of reach.
In Bali while SCUBA diving in crystal clear, turquoise waters the color of candy, I was horrified to find a number of plastic baby diapers and plastic bags stuck to coral reefs, swaying white torn tentacles in the undulating underwater waves. Also while in Bali I bore witness to beaches strewn with plastics and rivers choked with the same.
In Turkey I often had to row a wooden boat or catch a ride on a glass-bottom tour boat in order to clear the mile-plus-wide murky brown and putrid smelling raw sewage common along all of the country’s shores where dumping human waste directly into the sea is the main method of disposal. Also while living in Turkey once when taking a dip in cold but clear waters of the Black Sea, on a balmy April day, I emerged with a black clump of raw oil stuck to my heel and then noticed the beach littered in sand-covered black lumps of tar, indicating the site of an oil spill that was never cleaned-up.
Circumnavigating Manhattan Island with a group of other kayakers one summer, dead crows, discarded baby dolls and decapitated rats floated alongside as company.
In Mexico it was a common sight to find even very remote beaches littered with garbage and discarded fishing nets—made from thin plastic—plastic nets (known as gillnets) that caught on sea lions’ necks and cut deeply over time as sea lion pups grew into adulthood only to be slowly choked to death once reached. On one occasion while in my kayak paddling around an island inhabited by sea lions I noticed a young pup with a gillnet stuck around its mouth so that it was unable to open it much more than an inch. The pup would necessarily starve to death if not helped, so I tried to gently approach the pup with my knife in hand, slowly easing closer to it seated on a rock while I was still in my boat. I leaned as I got close enough and touched it, and it almost allowed me to proceed until other nearby-pups got spooked causing alarm in this unfortunate one, so that it took flight with a splash, diving into the water and out of reach.
On the west coast of Maui on one of my few trips to Hawaii, while hoping to spot whales, as it was the right time of year and right place for viewing, I was disappointed and saddened when told the whales had not been coming around due to the navy testing its sonar in recent weeks.
For several decades our world’s oceans and waterways have been used as dumping grounds and also as playground to militaries for testing weapons, submarines, and navigation and communication systems. Add to this situation the problem of large-scale commercial fishing practices that include trawling nets that drag along the ocean floor scooping up everything in their path (and once hauled-in only to throw back most of it, the non-targeted catch, now dead, injured or dying); gillnets that hang as invisible ghosts to trap seals, sea lions and dolphins in their phantom-like strings, choking the former and often drowning the latter; fish and shrimp ‘farms’ that require massive dumping of antibiotics and pesticides into the water; runoff of land-based pesticides and herbicides from industrial farming; dumping of poisonous, industrial factory waste; the impact of radar and sonar on ocean life, and mismanagement of fisheries, our oceans are in a severely compromised and dying state today.
If all of that were not grim enough, in our new, so-called ‘smart’ world, initiatives involving collaborations between tech companies and government agencies, not content with ‘just’ polluting the earth and ionosphere with harmful, health-robbing artificial frequencies (microwaves and millimeter waves), are casting their nets wider to include the world’s vast reaches of blue—its oceans—to include them along with the rest of us and the planet into the ‘marvelous’ and ‘wondrous’ ‘Internet of Things,’ in which you, I, and all biological life forms are to be reduced to mere ‘things,’ to be constantly monitored, tracked and controlled. Not actually a joke, but I fervently wish that it were, this new addition to the ‘net’ is being called, the ‘Internet of Underwater Things’ (IoUT).
The new SMART (Self Monitoring Analysis and Reporting Technology) oceans, beaches and shorelines, are being designed, through projects like SEANet brought to you by the US National Science Foundation, to, “enable broadband wireless communication from any point on or in the oceans to anywhere else on the planet or in space.”[1]
All so that not even the fishes deep under the sea will be left-out of the new craze to ‘connect’ to the ‘net’ wirelessly from anywhere. However, this is not such a ‘smart’ idea since wireless radiation—non-native frequencies, that use DNA-damaging pulsed- modulation radio waves to transmit, are extremely harmful to all biological life forms—with the smaller ones taking the brunt of the damage as they absorb more of the radiation more readily. Given that the existence of a ‘food-chain’ means that larger life forms depend upon smaller for survival (think sperm whales and tiny plankton), the destruction already meted upon microbes, insects (including pollinators like bees and butterflies) and birds, adding to the already saturated soup of artificial EMFs in our world by adding millions of underwater radio-transmitting sensors and antenna (called ‘nodes’) for the ocean-based Internet of Things, is not just foolish and shortsighted, it is—insane.
Yet the Internet of Underwater THINGS is being packaged as part of bogus ‘sustainability’ efforts as it will enable ‘real-time’ monitoring of all ‘things’ (actually life forms, but to the sub-human psychos—I mean ‘misguided,’ or at the least tragically disconnected-to-reality and nature as they increasingly ‘connect’ to screens and virtual ‘reality,’ and as they are themselves trapped in the great NET of the Inter-net cast upon our world—behind these initiatives, life forms ARE things), so that by adding more pollution in the form of intense amounts of EMFs and industrial waste in making these electronic, underwater gadgets, they will somehow help to curb and counter pollution—a totally nonsensical idea, if there ever was one. But more accurately they hope to cash-in on use of surveillance tech to expand their reach into oil and gas exploration, coral reef harvesting, and expanding fisheries—none of which are actually in keeping with anything one could call ‘sustainable.’
Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute wants to help in the effort with the addition of denizens of aquatic robots coordinated by an acoustic-based navigation systems, (meaning sonar), so that, “Instead of just using a single, larger, more expensive underwater robot to cover an area of the ocean, we want to have hundreds or even thousands of smaller, low-cost robots that can all work in sync.”[2]
The IoUT, if allowed to reach fruition, will also mean our oceans will not only be teeming with schools of robots instead of fish, but its surface will be packed with remote-controlled autonomous, aquatic vehicles and its depths with be home to autonomous submarines. The IoUT will require not just use of harmful radio-wave frequencies, but sonar, LED lights and lasers as well.
No environmental assessment showing the true impact these additional forms of electromagnetic radiation will have upon the health of the oceans and its already sick and starving inhabitants is being conducted, just as the same is not being done for the impact the IoT will have to land and its inhabitants. All life is connected. We do not need the inter-NET to provide us with this connection. Artificial connectivity actually damages and takes away from true connectivity to one another and to our natural environment in its attempt to overtake and replace it. Artificial connectivity is only being pushed upon us as an enslavement and control tool. It is NOT for our benefit. Any claim made to that effect is just an attempt to ‘green-wash’ nefarious control agendas, ones that, it seems, know no bounds, not even the vastness of the world’s oceans can remain unmolested by the greed and power lust driving these ‘initiatives.’
If any environmental impact assessment IS conducted we can rest assured it will be about as helpful to us as any done thus far bought and paid for by military, government or industrial vested interests. Real, unbiased scientific analysis has already shown how damaging and destructive naval sonar has been to migratory species of whales, porpoises and dolphins; all dependent upon their own acoustic waves for communication, navigation and hunting—yet navy sonar practices have not been halted.
The range of sonar modems proposed for the IoUT is in the frequency range of 7 to 170 kHZ, which encompasses, “almost the entire hearing range in dolphins, which use sound for hunting and navigating,” and can reach levels of 202 decibels (the equivalent to 139 in the air) which is, “as loud as a jet engine at a distance of 100 feet and is above the threshold of pain in humans.”[3]
The oceans have since ancient times provided food for human coastal dwellers and life-giving rain to all parts of the world, and all land-based waterways run like so many arteries into this heart of our Earth, and back again through this planetary circulatory system.
The oceans have also provided us with healing energies as the salt water creates negative ions that help to discharge excess positive charges built-up in our bodies from artificial EMF exposures. ‘Electro-sensitives’ (or ‘microwave injured’ as a more appropriate term) like myself seek refuge near water for the EMF-mitigating healing effects, but these refuges are already rapidly dwindling as cell towers encroach upon beaches and coastal areas and even upon the water’s surface, being added to lighthouses and other sea outposts. I personally, since no longer able to travel the world due to this same onslaught and incessant encroachment of wireless technology grids, have found much reprieve and healing, peace and serenity, from my visits to the ocean.
As incomprehensible as the idea of an Internet of Underwater Things may sound, it is just as abstract and incomprehensible as the idea of 60,000 5G satellites placed in low orbit stratosphere (as billionaire Elon Musk is planning via his aptly named, ‘SpaceX’[4]as it is poised to obliterate space and obstruct the very stars in the night sky from view), and as incomprehensible as the idea of millions of cell towers and antennae, billions of cell phones and SMART electronics would have seemed only a few decades ago, and as incomprehensible as a transatlantic cable buried beneath the ocean floor and the transmission of wireless telegraph messages, would have seemed one hundred years ago—and it is as incomprehensible as it would have been for me to predict just ten years ago that my life would have been totally upended as a result of the growing SMART grid and SMART tech and that I would have been made to give up my home, job, social life, ambitions, and move several times over thousands of miles to live quite primitively and often desperately in seeking out dwindling low-EMF, radio-quiet areas. Yet this now abstract and yet-to-be-comprehended idea of our world’s oceans ‘going online,’ is gathering pace and has financial backing and being pushed as THE solution to the problem of saving our sick oceans—but should we really task ‘saving the oceans’ or ‘saving the planet’ to disconnected technocrats who have no direct experience and thus no true understanding of our natural world? How can anyone who does not cherish and revere all of life to have the wisdom to govern it?
As I said I am a water baby. I cannot help it. I was born one. Being in the ocean is my passion. It may sound as if I was born privileged to have traveled the world and literally (nearly) the ‘seven seas’ and even swam, snorkeled, dived, and boated in them, but I made personal sacrifices in order to do the things I did and I lived most of my life below the poverty line as a result. I have not been able to live directly next to the sea for more than short periods as I was never able to afford to and now most coastal areas have become off-limits to me thanks to wireless grid encroachment. But last year after moving to the west coast I have taught myself to surf—something I had never done before and had always wanted to. The waters here range in temperature between 45-55 degrees Fahrenheit all year, so I had to invest in a hearty, thick, 5mm wetsuit, hood, gloves and boots, plus a surfboard, but now I am riding the waves nearly once a week (the ocean still being an hour’s drive away) year round and it is a joy beyond description. I am only able to tolerate being at the coast at all because the surf beach I frequent is in a small town and does not have a cell tower nearby. But if all beaches, including my little haven, are slated for ‘smart’ ‘upgrades’ and if the waters will be teaming with microwave-emitting robots and water surfaces littered with the same radiation-spewing ‘autonomous’ boats, there will be nowhere left to enjoy this small pleasure still permitted me and to others who share the same passion.
Why can they not let anything or anyone remain wild anymore? What is this obsession our tech-crazed overlords have with micromanagement? To me this speaks to a highly insecure personality, one that needs so desperately to exert control over every aspect of our world. But do not be fooled, the AI-powered ‘cloud’ and the ‘smart’ world it oversees, does not represent a kindly god; it is not a benevolent watchful eye, that wishes only to protect us. It is not one that treasures and respects the wild nature inherent to fully embodied aliveness, birthed and nurtured by the Earth’s nature frequencies.
The silent war being waged on all humanity with these quiet new weapons that surround us with invisible microwave-radiating fences and cause us to be anxious, depressed, experience chronic insomnia, chronic stress and fatigue, cause intense headaches and migraines, dangerous blood sugar and blood pressure changes, chest pains, seizures and heart arrhythmias—and that stop some dead, literally in their tracks, including young children, due to microwave and millimeter-wave-triggered cardiac arrest,[5]and that cause birds to fall from the skies bleeding from their eyes[6]and people of all ages to bleed from noses and ears… This war that has made me, and millions of others refugees and seeks to leave no corner of the Earth out of its prison-net, was already a personal one when it tried to destroy my health and life—but this time, it has reached a whole new level of personal, as this faceless monster seeks to rob me of my own true joy, my ‘raison d’être’ by making all beaches and oceans off limits. So if I was not motivated enough already, the ‘beast’ just gave me another push, and I tend to push back. They should have left my oceans alone. Like David Banner from The Hulk TV show, they “won’t like me when I’m angry.”
Will you join me? It is time to stop taking this technocratic robot-take-over lying down.
[1]Cell Towers on the Ocean Floor, Arthur Firstenberg, https://www.cellphonetaskforce.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/01/Cell-towers-on-the-ocean-floor.pdf
[2]Woods Hole Oceanographic Institute website, copied from Arthur Firstenberg’s article, ‘Cell Towers on the Ocean Floor’ https://www.cellphonetaskforce.org/wp-content/uploads/2022/01/Cell-towers-on-the-ocean-floor.pdf
[3] [1]
[4] https://www.5gspaceappeal.org
[5] http://www.greenmedinfo.com/blog/can-wi-fi-schools-cause-sudden-cardiac-arrest-testimony-rodney-palmer
[6] https://radiationdangers.com/effects-on-nature/dying-birds-fall-from-the-sky-screaming-and-bleeding-from-their-eyes-in-horrific-incident-in-australia/