Meet Mr. Tata
Mr. Tata on his first outing to Cullinan
Mr. Tata is a robust double cab pick up van that is now replacing Miss Bitchi (Our beloved old Mitsubishi Pajero of great Orgonise Africa expedition fame) who had to leave us for reasons of old age and growing susceptibility for expensive repairs.
Mr. Tata comes from Mumbai, India and costs only slighty more than half of his more stylish large brand competitors.
The monthly installments equal the average monthly repair costs we had with Miss Bitchi.
He has a 2l Diesel engine that produces astonishing mobility and is very economical In consumption. I have so far used less than 11l /100 km which is super for such a heavy little truck.
Driving it with approx. 1/1000 acetone in the diesel fuel further helps to reduce consumption btw..
Our first outing to test Mr. Tata was to Cullinan, a small mining town north-east of Pretoria, famous for the “Star of Africa” , the biggest Diamond ever found in the world, which adorns the Crown of QE II of England (meaning of name: El-Lizard-Beth according to some researchers)
Cullinan diamond mine headgear
The mine is operated by DeBeers, the company privately majority-owned by the Oppenheimer Family that controls 80% of diamond production worldwide.
Every Deep mine is a disruption of the earth’s natural energy field and therefore needs some healing correction, apart from the always obvious possibility of doubling up as an underground base (alien, human or both)
The ancient Zulu and Zimbabwe Miners had their own way to pay tribute to these facts: Interestingly only women were allowed to work in the mines and their bodies had to stay inside the mine shaft. They were apparently mostly captured San (“Bushmen”) So they never left their workplace alive….
We surrounded it with Orgonite fairly well. (And did all the towers on the way of course and in the town of Cullinan)
Cullinan was reported to face excruciating drought conditions the last 3 summers, so we’ll see if that changes after this “blind spot” in Gauteng province has finally been removed.
Nothing dramatic happened as the dry winter season in our region normally has no rainfall or thunderstorms, although we have even created some unusual rain in winter month in the previous 2 years.
My feeling is the weather has become quite healthy here despite occasional relapses of chemtrail activities from the bad boys. (It must be hard to quit such addictive habits)
Nice lively “sylphic” sky after the deed
The Roof of Africa Busted
On the 2nd of July 2005 we went for a little holiday trip in Lesotho, also called "the kingdom in the sky". It was in the the middle of winter and quite cold.
The kids really got excited, they haven't seen ice in a few years
I had done some busting in Lesotho before, especially the capital Maseru was already well covered.
So here we only had to throw out a little from Maseru up to our mountainous destination.
Mr. Tata did not disappoint us on the high altitude rough gravel mountain roads (Tarmac ended some 30km behind Maseru)
The kiddos were mostly interested in the horse back riding for which Lesotho is famous, every Basuto seems to be an avid horseman or –woman and in the remote areas, horses are the transport of choice.
The Ritschl gang on mounted busting expedition near Semonkong (note the white-out sky before we placed a CB up there)
Our guide Immanuel and the 2 kids
Oncoming traffic
Semonkong is more or less the last village at the end of a road leading up into the mountains and is situated near the Maletsunyane Falls, the highest single drop waterfall in Southern Africa with 200m straight fall.
Maletsunyane Falls
With that road, unfortunately all the junk of “civilization” is pouring into the (until very recently still pristine) spectacular mountain landscape: Corrugated iron sheeting and concrete blocks for the houses instead of natural stone and thatch, boom boxes and soda cans that slowly start littering the surrounds of this spectacular place.
Western civilization in all it’s drabness
The Village is on 2400m altitude and we were quite amazed to find how agriculture is prospering at these heights. The soil is very fertile up here.
Fertile lands along the Maletsunyane river
Terraced fields – That is hard work
The higher altitudes are utilized as pastures for the cattle and sheep. Herdboys stay out with the animals in these makeshift huts for 2 months in a row. The stone wall serves as night enclosure for the beasts (kraal).
Herdboys’ hut
Cattle kraal
The spiral aloe, a plant special to this particular area
But Lesotho like practically every other African country has been subject to engineered food shortages and weather warfare by the aspirant secret “One World Government”.
So, on the second day of our stay we found the sky sprayed tight with sticky white stuff that was only partly willing to make way for some more lively vortices and cumulus clouds after we deployed some field pieces of orgonite.
The CB was still not deployed!
Inyanga and his sons and Ibrahim with CB
That was to be changed o the 5th. Although the Inyanga (Dammned, I misplaced the note with his name and those of his sons..) did not speak any English, we established a warm and friendly rapport. His 2 sons were very urbanised, one of them studying management and project accounting in Maseru.
We talked about the land and how everything was being utilised in traditional agriculture, nothing going to waste when even the cow dung
still served as fuel for cooking fires and winter heating.
And how we Muzungus (Whites, original meaning in Zulu: Aliens who wander the land restlessly) now suddenly detected our love for the traditional Africa after almost completely destroying the old culture before. Now we hate those concrete block huts with corrugated iron roofs, while the rural african people see them as a desirable proof of wealth and progress, as opposed to the humble stone and thatch buildings that fit so well in the landscape.
Traditional Basuto homestead - not considered stilysh enough these days...
I openly confess that my love of Africa is hopelessly romantic..
On the way back down to the lowlands we still saw some hefty chemtrail-spraying, apparently the assault had been countrywide.
But it started to dissolve from the position of our newly deployed CB downwards..
Altocirrus chemtrailatus or what?
Making Plans
This is what we’re planning to do in the coming months!
Blue dots represent orgonite gifts, distributed by Orgonise Africa, flags are CBs. The red dots indicate areas that we want to attend to in the next 9-12 months.
The plans for the marine gifting effort were greatly inspired by Steve B’s generous gift of several hundred dolphin cups from Canada.
Approximately half of them will be distributed along the Atlantic coast from at least Walvis Bay (maybe even from Cape Town) up to the Congo mouth by our Namibian friends.
On the other side I will cover the coastline on the Indian Ocean up to Dar Es Salaam. This is still in the early stages of Organisation as it’s not to easy to hitch a boat ride, so at present I am discussing a flying sortie with a friend who has a Cessna 210, but there’s quite some cost involved…
An immediate Target are the drought stricken Natal Midlands and Zululand as well as the Cape west coast and as much as possible of the Karoo.
Then the next is along the great fault line of the Rift Valley, the “spine of Africa”. This expedition is going to lead through Zimbabwe, (very needy of healing) Zambia, Malawi, Tanzania, Kenya. And maybe through western Mozambique on the way back.
This trip lends itself to the participation of guests who are interested in a real adventurous “orgone safari”…
Georg + Friederike
You can help us to realise these plans by ordering products from our website (orgonise-africa.net) or donating towards a Clod-Buster or make a general donation.