SWAMP TRUTH

…ANd we’re back! Swamp Truth!! 

BEGINNING TO QUESTION?

WELCOME, TRUTHSEEKER.

TO SWAMP TRUTH!

THERE ARE MANY QUESTIONS.

DEEP PUZZLES SUBMERGED IN EVEN DEEPER POOLS OF MYSTERY.

THERE ARE FORCES AT WORK, RIGHT NOW, USING OFFICIAL CHANNELS, MONITORING THIS SITE, QUIETLY LOGGING YOUR ACTIVITY, IN THE PHYSICAL WORLD, IN THE WAVES AND DATA ALL AROUND US RIGHT UP TO THE SATELLITES IN SPACE BACK DOWN TO THE PALM OF YOUR HAND AND THEN OVER TO THAT GUY, AND ON TO DATA STORAGE FACILITY TO BE USED IN WAYS UNFATHOMABLE. THERE’S MORE TO IT THAN THAT. PLACES WITHIN AND BEYOND THE FOLDS OF THESE WAVES, THE CODES WE KNOW, THAT EVEN THEY DON’T KNOW ABOUT. BUT THEY’RE LOOKING FOR THEM. AND YOU SHOULD BE TOO. THE SWAMP IS ONE OF THESE SUCH PLACES<DO YOU KNOW THE PSYCHEDELIC SWAMP> THEY DON’T WANT YOU TO KNOW, DON’T WANT YOU TO QUESTION, NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT IT. THEY WANT YOU TO KEEP CALM AND CARRY A BAG OR SOME CRAPPY CELLPHONE COVER, TSHIRT THAT SAYS KEEP CALM AND CARRY SOME “PERSONALIZED” TAKE ON THAT DIRECTIVE. SORRY IF YOU HAVE ONE OF THESE THINGS, MAYBE IT WAS A GIFT FROM AN AUNT OR A TEACHER AT THE LOCAL SCHOOL, THEY MEANT WELL, MAYBE A SOUVENIR OF SOME KIND, YOU THOUGHT IT WAS CUTE OR IT SPOKE TO YOU OF SOME DETAIL OF YOUR LIFE LIKE A FLAG ON YOUR INNER GPS AND YOU BOUGHT IT AS AN OFFERING TO CONNECT TO THIS FEELING AND IT MAKES YOU FEEL GOOD WHEN YOU LOOK AT IT BUT LOOK UP. WAKE UP. YOU’RE HERE. LOOK OUT!

WE’RE NOT HERE TO SELL YOU ANYTHING, TELL YOU WHAT TO DO, YOU’LL KNOW WHAT TO DO. WE’RE HERE TO HELP. WE’RE HERE TO SET THE TRUTH FREE. SOMETHING KEEPS US MOVING FORWARD. IT IS OUR RIGHT TO KNOW. WHEREVER THERE IS TRUTH, WE WILL LOOK FOR IT. WHEREVER THERE IS CONSPIRACY, WE WILL SNIFF IT OUT. AND WHEREVER THERE IS FREEDOM, WE WILL FIND IT. THE SWAMP BELONGS TO NO ONE. IT CANNOT BE KEPT A SECRET MUCH LONGER.

DON’T BE LEFT BEHIND.

JOIN US.

SWAMP TRUTH!

ONWARD!! TO THE PSYCHEDELIC SWAMP!!!

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21 thoughts on “SWAMP TRUTH

  1. As the only certified (female) swamp tour guide in the lower 48, I thought I was the only one who knew THE swamp. The mainstream press (Swamps Illustrated – looking at you!!!) won’t publish anything about this. We need to know.

  2. Marla

    Where is the corner?

  3. Osiris Pembergrass

    Since I my last post some well dressed governmental agents have become posted outside of our jam pad.

    That same post has also brought a few new musicians into our swamp cadre, and we were hooked up with a recording set-up… but it’s become harder and harder to pick up any transmissions!!!!

    I think it’s the agents, they have some kinda large metal (?) net-like thing. As soon as we start jamming and trying to “plug-in” to the swamp the agents exit their van and swing that net-like thing around. What are they doing?!?

    Any Swampers out there ever seen anything like this? Who are they!? They are ruining our jams!!!!!!

    Next jam is scheduled for Tuesday 4am. Reach out, Osiris Pembergrass (Head Transmission Tech. Swamp Phoenix Chapter)

  4. Phrases?

    I’ve been to the Swamp. I’ve seen the Swamp. I’ve heard the Swamp. There was this sound started up, like a million people humming. A circle of minds… an infinite circumference. I thought I was Phrases. And I was humming too. Joining in. Phrases was one of the things we made so that we could experience The Swamp. I understood everything. I was watching all of space and time, the whole universe from the beginning to the end and it was all just falling into itself and going away. And then there was this thing. It was flat at first, then it was solid and then it was more than solid and then more than more than solid. more and more and more. So i got in it and it sort of opened out. And I was home. I was in The Swamp.

  5. Hello:
    I find myself very fortunate to have come across your website, and it is with great apprehension I can finally relate my story to sympathetic ears..
    I have for eleven years now been trying to warn those around me of the impending “swamp” situation, and after much torment and opposition I have recently resigned to mentioning “the swamp” only in my diary or the company of a few close friends for fear of ridicule.
    I believe that I myself have been to a corner of the swamp, seen it with my own eye and even smelled its primal gloop with this very nose.
    I had been on my way to a Hootie and the Blowfish concert and, being alone, picked up a hitchhiker for some company. This person had been returning from a “Fish” concert, and as a gesture of goodwill offered me an iced tea. Myself being partched from the road I accepted the drink and a handful of cheese-it snacks as alms. I remember the initial uneasy feeling I got, I was yawning and my eyes were watery, and when I finally saw a convenience store I decided to stop. But as I pulled off the road the store appeared to change into something far beyond the scope of my limited experience. The store, it seemed, was not a store at all, but somehow became a mall where James Taylor lives. And as we got closer I realized that perhaps my passenger actually WAS James Taylor, or even Carl Sagan. The “mall” now lifted one of its walls into the air and I could see it was actually a giant mouth lit from the inside with a color that I cannot describe. I remember hearing Axl Rose on the radio saying “welcome, welcome to the swamp, welcome home to the swamp” as I steered my Plymouth horizon into the gaping maw.
    The details after that are spotty at best. There were some bizarre “people” that I can only describe as being made of brilliant, pure, shiny love, and their tormentors who were made of hot stacks of dirt, relentless, beating on the love beings and pulling me down a scrolling sidewalk to a familiar but foreboding place. I was surprised to note that it seemed we were heading to school, where I work as a teacher. But I had immense feeling of dread in my gut and as we appoched I turned and was suddenly alone, being sucked into the building by some evil force, and I knew then I’d need to change professions if I ever made it back to what I thought was reality. The school, however, turned out to be James Taylor’s mall/house again, and as the great mouth opened again the ground cracked open and I dangled on the precipice. Looking down into an endless chasm I saw the source of the indescribable lights: television sets, flying through thin air, all with my face on them, my likeness then morphing into James Taylor and into scenes of guitars and syringes and hammers.
    I felt like I was being swept away into the torrent of TVs when I was quite abruptly lifted off the sidewalk and cradled in the benevolent arms of some creatures that I can only describe as MUSICAL SPIDERS. These beings repeatedly stabbed their fangs into my abdomen, and though they seemed to do it regrettably, their musical nature became injected in me, resuscitated me, and rehabilitated me in ways that transcend words.
    When I awoke I was in my Plymouth again, in the parking lot at the Hootie and the Blowfish concert, only the concert had been over for hours. In fact it was dawn, and I had suddenly become very disgusted by the idea of Hootie and the Blowfish altogether, but noticed a CD in my walkman playing this most wonderful music. It was a band called Dr. Dog and I recognized it right away as being the music of the SPIDERS who had saved me from James Taylor’s mall.
    I have been trying desperately to reach this band, Dr. Dog, but they seem to be inaccessible, and their representatives have only brushed off my story as the ravings of a lunatic. Indeed I have even begun to question my own experience, and as I mentioned previously, I do not bring it up in light company. But the dreams have persisted nightly, and have been instructing me to spread awareness of this “swamp” and what it’s messages could mean for the world. Please, if you have any more information or can get me in touch with Dr. Dog, I must reach out to them. I have important information relayed to me FROM THE OTHER SiDE, possibly from the musical SPIDERS THEMSELVES that must reach Dr. Dog, and is explicitly for THEIR EARS ONLY. Thank you, I am so glad to have found this place.

  6. Ism

    I am you, you is me, i am god, we are noone, you are not special, neither am i. decode decision in waves, the visions not set in the tele, the tell all, experience the know all; know all; be. I am not alone alone. i never was. always different on the outskirts of the in, the hole we hopelessly fall backward toward, the ward. Speak to me in mothers wind the nature you were forced to retreat within, her. Let me escape towards solitude in loving arms sharing nothing and giving so much away.

    Forever reluctantly yours,
    Seedless’ism’
    http://www.rockmorerecordings.com/rockmoresrecent/seedlessism/

  7. dopesoup

    What can I do?

  8. Johnnychainsaw

    I am curious and I need to know more. As I walk around town I pull on my left earlobe, that’s the sign. I know there are
    More out there. If you see me give the sign, and can help with answers, please stop me. Or meet me at the Waffle House on Elkton road Tuesday at 5:00 am. I’ll be wearing a Forrest green tarp with a blue jacket in my lap and the Davy Crockett hat. Glad to know I’m not the only one out there any more.

  9. 1stStateBeard

    Keeping my eyes peeled.

  10. Osiris Pembergrass

    Glad to see the community is back up online! Way to go!!!!
    I’ve been trying to get a “transmission” going on out here in Phoenix, but our numbers are so small… I can’t tell what we’re doing, the reception is so weak. A faint glimmer. I want to record our next session and find someone in the community with audio abilities and a decent a/v rig to boost the recording…. Is there a message in there!?!
    I need to buy a tape recorder or some way to record. Does anyone have any experience with recording sounds?
    Swamp Is On,
    O.P.

  11. I just wanted to say it’s about time this whole Swamp Truth fiasco came to light. Also, I’d like to point you to clues on the old style $10 bill. Yeah, the small-faced Hamilton. Look near his eyes. Look CLOSELY.

  12. Hawkeye Glen

    I’m angry! The govermnet has been keeping the swamp from us for years. It’s area 51, the Philadelphia Experiment, Montauk, all of it all over. Nevar again. Post more about the swamp.Is there a private link or an email chain or something? I’m ready to get out there and get started let me tell you I am ready for a change. My boss is on my grill abou thtis and that. I work at the post office and have been indexing possible postal codes specifically from 2001-2002 that could be the source of this tape delivery–it’s possible that usps wasnt used, but I am looking! My supervisor gets in my way but I’m doing it anyway, will let you know if I find anything, a few possibilities have come up but may need travel and more research. I’d like to take some time off and have been saving my vacation hours so I can be ready to go to the swamp as soon as possible. I just need to give three week notice but even if that’s not possible I would still be ready. I have a truck and some supplies,water and dried food and could be ready to go anytime. Also have a CB radio. I have weekends off too if theres any field work to be done, the summer is pretty light at the post office until back to school packages go out in mid August. Anyway I salute the work you’re doing and am serious about helpign out and being ready to go at anytime, my boss is drivin g me crazy LOL haha plz let me know.

    • weatherman

      Dear Glen,

      Thank you for your interest. Use this link to send us an email and we’ll be in touch:
      http://swamptruth.com/join_us/
      Hang in there. Your courage and research are welcome here.

      -weatherman

      • Hawkeye Glen

        I QUIT MY JOB TODAY!!!!!!!!!!! Just walked out. I may leave Groton for good, not sure yet. DEFENATELY NOT GOING BACK TO THE POST OFFICE LOL

        • weatherman

          GLEN, YOU ARE FEARLESS! WAY TO GO, MAN.
          YOUR REAL WORK IS IMPORTANT.
          CONGRATS AND GOOD LUCK–

          “YOU HAVE TO TRAVEL TO GET THERE”

  13. BonnieReal

    Welcome back. Did you receive the recipes??

    • weatherman

      😀 The recipes were very helpful, do you have more? The grandmother says she is interested in the cookbook and may join us in September.

      • weatherman

        BonnieReal, are you still out there??

        • weatherman

          BONNIE? ARE YOU OUT THERE?????????

  14. heltersmelter

    Yeah I saw you were down and got worried–glad you’re back up and running 😀

  15. weatherman

    NO thanks to NOSDA and their pals at BOBSAD!! After dirty dancing with the law, we’re putting the site back up! Lost most of the linked content–they corrupted the files beyond belief. I could say more but I won’t. Time to rebuild. We’ve got to get this info out!!!

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