'The Experiment' Human DNA Tweaking, the Big Lie & Coming Destruction of Humanity: Capt. Dave Bertrand, Ret. +Videos

BERTRAND DAILY REPORT The War For Your Mind & Soul Continues

By Capt. Dave Bertrand, Ret.

Friends and Associates:

I recently watched an intriguing video by SGT Report about the Flat Earth theory and have received many emails by those that strongly believe we are being lied to by NASA, governments and religious leaders.

Flat Earthers often point-out biblical passages that discusses a flat earth……

The evidence appears to be overwhelmingly in their favor and one aspect of their argument (I have trouble with) is that our star patterns, we see at night, have not changed EVER, considering what scientists assert that earth is spiraling through the cosmos.

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From the beginning when the stars began to be used for navigation by sailors are still used today. I remember my 7th grade math teacher was also a Navigator for Pan Am and often discussed using the stars for navigation. Today we use both Inertial Navigation and GPS satellites (that somehow are able to stay above the Flat Earth under a dome).

David Icke, the well renowned Ufologist has often discussed the evidence that proves the moon is an ancient satellite for a specific purpose, while Flat Earthers believe it’s placed up there and cannot be reached by man, since the “dome” cannot be penetrated. How in the world (or flat earth) can we be so divided by theories that boggles the imagination, let alone the capabilities for disputing or proving either side’s explanation? Who or what is controlling humanity??

The mathematical equations used for the Flat Earth theory seem logical, but one very important reality they cannot explain (to satisfy me) is….”why is it that when flying from Anchorage to Tokyo over the Pacific Ocean, we could NOT communicate on Very High Frequency (VHF) between Alaska and Japan?”

The reason is…..

VHF is “line of sight’ communications and as you travel further from the transmitting antenna and because of the earth’s curvature, communications are lost. If the earth was flat, we would not lose communications over the Pacific, or the Atlantic for that matter.

For decades since commercial flights began…. when flying over oceans and approximately 200 to 300 miles from an air traffic control VHF transmitter, flights have to rely on High Frequency (HF) communications, a lower frequency range that cannot penetrate the Stratosphere, therefore the signal bounces off the Stratosphere to the ocean and leaps in all directions for many thousands of miles.

When conditions are right, the HF signal from one transmitter can travel around the earth and the effect (heard on your receiver) is a sound received as being an echo.

Flat Earthers argue as to why there are NO commercial flights that transit over the Antarctica as a shorter route because (what?) you will bang into the dome? Commercial flights cannot fly over the South Pole to their destination for these reasons: (1) No routes published because several countries control certain areas and have never agreed to allow flights over those areas. (2) No possible way to effectively launch a rescue mission if a commercial flight goes down (3) No back-up land navigation NDB / VORTAC facilities (4) (Debatable) Hostile extraterrestrial activity in certain controlled underground areas (Operation High Jump)https://www.exopolitics.org/did-us-navy-battle-ufos-protecting-nazi-antarctic-sanctuary-in-1947/

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That’s neither here nor there, but the BIG question is….”are we an experiment under a dome on a super large table (or disc), floating in space while a powerful source (God), or an extraterrestrial force is running humanity through the gambit of time?”

Humans are constantly faced with challenges on a major scale, it causes war and famine, death and destruction, trade and progress, political divide, and conflicts of ideologies.

Are we really insignificant beings, evolved from fungus under a rock, or are WE being played like the “Hunger Games,” an experiment created for our own personal progression and survival?

The answer can be found in the writings of Zecharia Sitchin (July 11, 1920 – October 9, 2010)[1] was an author of books proposing an explanation for human origins involving ancient astronauts. Sitchin attributed the creation of the ancient Sumerianculture to the Anunnaki, which he stated was a race of extraterrestrials from a planet beyond Neptune called Nibiru.”

Zecharia Sitchin goes-on to say, the two gods (brothers) of the Anunnaki came to earth and found very low IQ humans that had potential of being good /productive slaves by tweaking (our) DNA with knowledge and abilities to communicate, etc. However, the two brothers argued that humans were “too noisy and talked too much” and that is when humans began to rebel…

My mentor, Capt. Dave Case (Ret.) and myself, sat around the table at the Emery Worldwide Cargo Hub in Dayton Ohio in the late 80′s, listening to Capt. John Lear (Ret.) talk about his connections to insiders with extraordinary knowledge about extraterrestrial races attempting to influence mankind. John Lear is a leading Ufologist with several YouTube interviews….and Dave Case lives with his lovely wife Vicky in the SFO area.

Capt. Case wrote an interesting (tongue-in-cheek) report for us to enjoy -below- (The Experiment) and shows us, who we are as a species on the planet / flat earth (your choice) and is incredibly on point of where we came from, where we went and where we are going.

The turmoil we are seeing around the world with Socialism / Communism Creep and the New World Order, is an experiment in the making, a test of our Will, a test of our belief system, a test of discerning lies vs. truth, an awakening, a need to survive, and most of all… can we live together no matter our skin color or ideologies in this life time? Or…will we eventually destroy ourselves in the meanwhile?

According to David Wilcock’s video interview (below) we are on our way to total devastation….

There is a powerful force upon this firma that wants chaos and death. If it’s a ‘joke game’ they’re playing, we will not know until we step into the next dimension off this earth. The dogma of “death” is one of the biggest lies, since we as spiritual beings never die, we just transition (into the post-earth meeting / judgment) a.k.a. ‘the afterlife’ or ‘heaven’ (after shedding our dying skin), a place where we look back at how stupid we were and how life is really an experiment…..a classroom to determine our ascension or not.

Earth is our classroom and we are here to learn….plain and simple. What we do with what we have learned is the lesson to help us achieve that higher level and maybe (we) won’t have to come back here for another round of challenges in an attempt to live together in harmony as White, Black, Red, Brown or Yellow beings without killing each other.

Doesn’t matter if we are living on a disc floating in space, or on a blue ball….the bottom line is simple. Division placed on humans by who or what the grandmaster really is, will continue to test our Will to discern the truth.

The truth will set us free and evil will be conquered (finally).

—Dave Bertrand

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“The Hunger Games trilogy takes place in an unspecified future time, in the dystopian, post-apocalyptic nation of Panem, located in North America.^[7] The country consists of a wealthy Capitol city, located in the Rocky Mountains,^[8] surrounded by twelve (originally thirteen) poorer districts ruled by the Capitol. The Capitol is lavishly rich and technologically advanced, but the districts are in varying states of poverty. The trilogy’s narrator and protagonist Katniss Everdeen, lives in District 12, the poorest region of Panem, located in Appalachia,^[8] where people regularly die of starvation. As punishment for a past rebellion against the Capitol (called the “Dark Days”), in which District 13 was supposedly destroyed, one boy and one girl from each of the twelve remaining districts, between the ages of 12 and 18, are selected by lottery to compete in an annual pageant called the Hunger Games. The Games are a televised event in which the participants, called “tributes”, are forced to fight to the death in a dangerous public arena. The winning tribute and his/her home district are then rewarded with food, supplies, and riches. The purposes of the Hunger Games are to provide entertainment for the Capitol and to remind the districts of the Capitol’s power and lack of remorse, forgetfulness, and forgiveness for the failed rebellion of the current competitors’ ancestors.”

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hunger_Games

THE EXPERIMENT

by Capt. Dave Case (Ret.)

Someone much smarter than me once said, “Time and space are relative,” and I believe it to be true. What is a day for a human, is a lifetime for a bug; a short walk to the corner store for a human is an impossible journey for an ant. This tale concerns time, space, and a small experiment.

On Dimension Warp 7, (DW-7), a civilization behind a black hole at the far end of our universe, the Professor called in the six students to query them about their junior year proposal. “So, let me understand this; you want to plant life back on the same planet where the Senior class failed with their guesswork?”

“Yes sir, but we have come up with what we think is a better plan,” said the spokesman for the group. “The Senior’s life-model, using a simple DNA string, didn’t allow the animals to advance beyond eating and reproducing. We’ve developed a DNA that will provide the creatures the tools they’ll need to advance beyond the basics.”

A second student excitedly interrupted, “Yes, and our idea is to use the planet’s own climate to foster and encourage development. We’vWee divided into three teams of two, each team will be in charge of a group that we’ve labeled, Black, White, and Yellow.”

“Interesting – you make it sound like a sophisticated ant colony. However, what about the meteorite that ended the Senior’s trial?” the Professor asked.

“That was a goof-up, we can monitor meteor activity and steer any threats away,” a student answered.

“Our thought is to use a small drone with robots that will seed the areas we’ve researched. The drone, will be invisible to the inhabitants while monitoring the globe, recording and sending back data. The Black team has won the most-lush environment – we all think they’ll develop first because of the climate. The Yellows will be scattered over rich soil that should give them a chance to grow.”

“What about the Whites?” the Professor asked.

“Those are ours – we lost the draw – we got the worst climate and land,” TeamW leader answered, sounding dejected.

The Professor liked these youngsters, they’d done their homework, they were eager, one day they’ll be fine, successful citizens. “Okay you rapscallions, you’ve sold me; get me some budget figures and I’ll get what you need. Just remember this will take all year – I don’t want any of you dropping out.”

“Yes sir, – thank you, sir. – We’ll do our best,” the smiling students were overjoyed at their good fortune. It will be a fun project.

The amused Professor replied, “Now, get out of here – I’ve got papers to grade.”

They had worked on the DNA as a team, adding intelligence, sex-drive, some aggression, and enough mild ambiversion to get along. Each team individually spun their DNA group to ensure a better chance of survival in the climate where they’d be settled. The Yellows were natural farmers, the Blacks were fine athletes to pick fruit and hunt. The Whites were the hardest, they had the worst land; it was decided to make them builders.

The DNA was loaded into a globule that would grow to a human image, then with nutrients, into mini-cocoons not much bigger than large sunflower seeds. The drone was programmed to spray Africa with Blacks, Asia with Yellows and Europe with Whites. The whole operation took about two-weeks by the DW-7 clock; about 20,000 years earth-time. (It was fortunate the students already knew how to bend both time and space.)

After a month the Professor dropped by the student’s lab asking, “How’s it going – any luck?”

“We’ve good news and bad news: The Yellows are growing like weeds; they farm and screw – they’ve almost doubled in population. The Blacks are having a ball; the land is so rich they don’t have to work or plant.”

“How about the Whites?”

“We’re not sure they’re going to make it; the planet’s winters have almost wiped them out. They mostly live in caves. Some have learned to hunt small animals left over from the Senior’s project. A few plant crops that fail in the cold or wither in the heat.”

“Why don’t you lift a few into the drone and reprogram them so they can manage the climate better?”

“Thank you, sir; that’s a good idea; if they don’t look like they going to make it this coming winter, we’ll send over the drone.”

“It would be a shame to see a third of your program fail.”

“Yes sir – thank you, sir.”

After much discussion by the teams it was mutually decided to put a small spin on both the White and Black DNA. The idea being to deliver the modified White seeds to parts of what will become India and Spain where the climate is more temperate. The adjusted Black DNA was scattered among the Pacific island and the continent of Australia with the idea that perhaps the Blacks will become more productive. The Yellows were flourishing, no adjustment was deemed necessary.

Fire was the big discovery; however, it wasn’t until the last 6,000 years that things began to really start to develop.

The Yellows figured out how to organize into a society; they began trading together. Individual Yellows became rulers. Wars and famine kept the population under control. They invented gun powder using it for firework displays; thus, amusing the DW-7 teams. The Yellows were, without a doubt, becoming the most successful.

The Whites caught on to building in groups, forming pathways to connect between like groups. They seemed to enjoy making war and conquering each other; they became very territorial. A side benefit from warring led to invention; steel, swords, catapults, and ships were some of the things the Whites played with. Exploring was another, they loved traveling to other lands.

The Blacks remained happy-go-lucky in their paradise of unlimited natural riches. Why work when fruit falls off a tree; if one is tired its easy to lay down in the shade, or spear a small animal and roast it on the fire. The men became very adept with hand/eye coordination and were fleet-of-foot in chasing animals for food. However, it was the women who performed all the menial work and kept the society together. The men ruled by physical size, but the women ruled by cunning.

The DW-7 teams were becoming more interested in their projects as it seemed every minute something was going on. They held a meeting and agreed to slow down the time schedule so they could more closely study the results of their efforts; the Professor concurred. So, one-week DW-7 time became 500 instead of 10,000 years.

“Would you look at that?” TeamY leader exclaimed.

“Look at what?” TeamB 2nd replied.

“See the string of Yellows heading north; they’re crossing that little strip of land to the center continent.”

“Why are they doing that?”

“I think maybe its do to a crop failure and famine – it might be to escape war. They’re headed towards more fertile land.”

“Smart little bastards, aren’t they?”

“Now, look at how a string of Yellows are heading off towards the West; I think it’s a war party.”

Sure enough, it was Genghis Khan out to conquer the World.

“Hey, look over here – over below Spain; see the pyramid?’

“Wow, what’s that for?”

“It was us,” TeamW leader spoke. “I think we screwed up when we picked up one of the humans in the drone to study. When we released him, the robots didn’t erase all his memory. The human happened to be one of their leaders and now he’s building pyramids so the drone can find its way back to him for more contact. He’s been at it for a week.”

“Will you look at the Yellows? It looks like they’re building a wall all around their border,” Team Y leader said.

“What for?” TeamW asked.

“I don’t know – maybe they want to keep strangers out.”

“Speaking of screw-ups, I think we did it again when one human we picked up in the middle-east came back and started calling drone, Heaven. Now there’s a fight between the Whites from the north and the middle easterners about which Hereafter is better.”

“You know, we’ve really created a big can of worms; I think we ought to quit the whole project,” TeamB commented.

“What? Are you nuts? We’ll all get failing grades, the Professor will catch hell for approving our experiment, and we’ll never find a decent job when it’s learned we’re quitters. No way!!” TeamY leader responded. (Of course, it was TeamY’s group that was the most successful.)

A combination of weather and White warriors beat back the Yellow adventure into eastern Europe. Whites continued very active waring against each other to control more land. They formed groups, convincing others to follow. The Blacks pretty-much remained stagnant, content in their land of milk and honey. It was all a grand show to the students on DW-7.

“Look what the drone sent back – check out the mass of ships the Yellows are dispatching,” TeamY 2^nd exclaimed as the images came up on their monitor. “There must be a thousand.”

“Who are they going to fight in that ocean; there’s nothing else there.”

“I don’t think fighting is their priority. It looks like they’re on a voyage of discovery. I think they are headed out to discover trading partners,” TeamY leader said as he studied the monitor. “Look, the fleet is separating into three groups. See, some ships carry plants, other animals.”

“You sure have an active group. Our Blacks haven’t moved much, except to capture and enslave other Blacks, and I thought we’d be the leader by now,” TeamB leader sounded dejected.

Later in the afternoon TeamY leader exclaimed, “I can’t believe it. After five earth years, the fleet has returned, and the new leader of the Yellows is destroying the ships and their contents. There’s a fortune in knowledge being burned up!”

“Why is that?” TeamW asked.

TeamY 2^nd, answered, “We think it’s because of ego; each Yellow leader wants to be the most remembered, so they destroy the previous leader’s gained knowledge. This will surely limit the Yellows from advancing beyond their territory.”

“My Whites don’t seem to have that failing. While they are very-much war-like, they still share information and ideas. They are progressing little by little, if they don’t first kill each other. – Look; they’ve just sent three ships to discover the middle continent.”

“That’s a long way from a thousand,” TeamY 2^nd responded.

“True. But check out how they are following with ships loaded with Whites to settle the continent. See, they work together to advance – this is a plus.”

The middle continent, (North America) was blessed with fertile soil, mineral riches, and climate conducive to growth; the White colonists took full advantage of their good fortune. Whites from all over Europe flocked to the middle continent, (They named it America after a map maker) fleeing war and famine. America welcomed them, exploding with agriculture, ranching, industrial development, that led into manufacturing and invention. TeamW was having a grand time recording all their progress, and bragging to TeamY and B.

In the meantime, the Yellows had stagnated; their rulers more interested in living the good life, than furthering progress. The Yellows became a group of isolationists; wanting no contact with Whites or Blacks.

One morning TeamB leader announced his group had been taken over by leaders that enslaved their subjects, selling them to middle-eastern Whites for profit. Those Whites considered Blacks mostly lazy, disposable serfs; killing them when they aged. The Black leaders sold some of their chattel to visiting White ship captains from the islands west of Europe who thought they might turn a profit re-selling them as farm hands. While it seemed like a good idea, it didn’t work out as planned. The Blacks didn’t like being told what to do; they didn’t like working for masters, they didn’t like working in the hot fields. The White land owners of America bought quite a few before they realized the mistake they made.

When a war broke out over money and property between the north and south Whites of America it became the ideal time to free the Blacks from slavery in the hopes they’d integrate into the community. Unfortunately, only a small percentage of the Blacks took advantage of the opportunity they were given.

Setting the Blacks free only made matters worse, as they insisted the Whites continue to provide for them; the majority settled into becoming victims. The American Whites, feeling guilty for buying slaves, became enablers, providing them with welfare ad infinitum.

“Hey, everybody, take a look at our Whites; they’re exploding with energy!” the White team leader excitedly announced. “Overnight the island Whites have started building sailing ships and doing their damnedest to conquer the world. The North American Whites are on an invention binge like I’ve never seen; they’ve harnessed steam, electricity, they’ve even come up with a primitive telephone, camera, and petrol engine. They’re on a roll – look, they’ve got an airplane!”

“I wish our Yellows would get moving, they are going through another famine, and all they seem to do is fight among themselves.” TeamY leader complained. “How are your Blacks doing?”

“Not well, in Africa many Whites have grabbed their most fertile land to farm. Other Whites have discovered minerals and precious stones; they’re using Black labor to work the mines. Most Blacks remain passive as long as they have a place to eat and sleep. Those that were sent over to farm in America have adopted an attitude of always being the injured party. They play this card endlessly with the Whites, who always respond with more benefits. Otherwise, they duplicate their Black bothers at home, eating, sleeping and procreating,” Both TeamB members were feeling dejected.

“Why not ask the Professor if you might introduce a little more positive DNA?” TeamY suggested.

“We thought about that, but hopefully, the Blacks themselves may have come up with a solution. When there is a mixing of races, the dominate DNA most-often influences the pairing. For example, if the Black DNA dominates, the outcome is a strong and quick athlete who applies reason to his actions.

With the White or Yellow DNA in the lead; reason is the first priority, followed by body acumen,” TeamB 2^nd responded.

“Yes, and you’re corrupting our Whites.” TeamW 2^nd guffawed.

“What do you mean – were improving your White’s athletic fitness – getting them off their fat asses,” TeamB 2nd returned. “This sure beats the ant colony we studied in grammar school – huh?”

“What’s going on now?” TeamW 2^nd asked Leader

“I’m not sure; they seem to be having a purge.”

“It looks like the island Whites have implored the North American Whites to join them in defeating a land-grab by middle Whites.”

(TeamW was viewing World War One that killed forty-million men, women and children.)

“Look, what’s going on in the north – see, they’re killing their own. Do you think its some form of disease eradication?” TeamW 2^nd asked as they reviewed the latest report from the drone.

“I don’t think so, none of our probes have come back with a disease, I think it’s a grab for political power – see where they killed the royals over there?” TeamW Leader answered.

“It sure looks ugly. I hope they come to their senses.”

“I hope it doesn’t spread.”

(However, it did spread; over 95-million were killed as communism spread its sweet song and ugly tentacle’s around the globe.)

After World War II, the atomic bomb, and 85-million more deaths, the teams were becoming alarmed that their experiment might turn the sphere into a mini-sun by careless Whites. They approached the Professor for advice.

“What can we do, the Yellows and Whites seemed hell-bent on blowing the globe up and the Blacks won’t get off their asses,” TeamW leader complained.

The Professor drummed on his desk with his fingers while giving the problem thought. Finally, he answered, “Well, if they do – they do. My suggestion is to leave things alone and see if they can work it out among themselves. You’ve all done a fine job; you gave them tools; it was up to them to use what they had wisely. If not – if they exterminate each other, you can pull the umbrella of protection from meteors and let nature take its course. In ten thousand, or so earth-years, the planet will rebuild itself and we can let the class behind you have a go at it by maybe further tweeking the DNA string you engineered.”

Thanking their Professor, the teams went back to observing and hoping. Apparently, the threat of another world war was something none of the humans wanted. Instead, the teams began to notice a change in the Whites and Yellows; both began dividing into two separate subgroups based on economic status, a minority of rich and majority of poor. The rich humans slowly became smaller yet more powerful while the poor became larger, with less power.

“It’s beginning to look like the ant colony from grade school, isn’t?” TeamB 2^nd commented.

By the earth year 2320 it was complete; there were the Workers and the Masters. Test tube breeding provided the correct balance of labor. Aggression was bred out of the workforce. The Workers were given room, board, healthcare, and recreation; robots were available for companionship and pleasure. The Masters lived very-well with private yachts, airplanes, villas, and procreating naturally. Granted, there were occasional isolated uprisings by the dissidents; but they were quickly snuffed out. The Workers were individually retired at age fifty-five. Ten years later, following a usually boisterous, customary, farewell party of friends and family, the Worker was exterminated. Thus, keeping a balanced and contented population.

The teams went on to their senior year with a glowing report from the Professor. They had succeeded in their experiment; a career in gene and DNA research was assured. One year later the teams were invited to the Professor’s retirement party; they couldn’t believe he was turning fifty-five.

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From the Desk of Capt. Dave Bertrand (Ret.) Your Comments Are Welcomed and Can Be Published Unless You Specify Otherwise.

Retired Int’l Freight Captain (DC-8 & B-727), Former (State) Law Enforcement, U.S. Customs (UC) Sector 5, Vietnam era Veteran (Korea), Embry Riddle Aeronautical University & University of Alaska (Undergraduate), Interests include Border Security, 9/11 Conspiracy, Government Corruption, New World Order, Freedom vs Communism, Secret Space Programs & UFO Encounters, Aviation, and Enjoy Living Off-The-Grid.

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