To continue:
Fast forwarding a few hours after the above encounter:
There was a call for the open discussion to begin at some point of the day which I believe was around noon. There were six guest speakers on the stage. Three of whom were Stands With Bear, Chief Golden Light Eagle, Michael Lee Hill, and three others whos names escape me currently. As I look around upon the stage and then look in the guest seating - I had to shake my head at the poor reception. There were probably no more than ten people sitting around. Again, the weather may have been the factor. I felt bad for them on the stage for taking their time to travel in such conditions to this unwelcome sight.
I really had no questions to ask myself. I just wanted to hear what other people had to say. Sometimes hearing others can teach us more about ourselves than any question we could ask, especially when insights normally trusted, can, in my opinion, be genuinely altered. If you control the tools that allow you know a persons secret lives in real-time, you can easily build a reality around it, or even fake synchronicity. I do believe that there are moments like that are based in some weird fabric of truth -- once one can rule out manufactured realities.
As I am listening to the speakers I notice that the audio system seems to be working perfectly fine up until Chief Golden Eagle touches the microphone. At that point the speakers are immersed in static. I did not think much of it, because the other five were having no issues, but it repeated when the Chief grabbed the microphone. This went on several times. I think they switched the microphone at some point and it still repeated static-like effects when He held the mic. The would not have seemed so strange if the speakers were not sitting shoulder to shoulder on the stage, that the others did not seem to be having any issues, or the bizarre set of events that transpired in our little focus group and hour or so prior.
I honestly had to laugh at the apparent absurdity of what I was witnessing, shaking my head, wondering were the psyops team was at. The Chief seemed to recognize this as well. I did not get much sleep the night prior and my neck and shoulders were aching for most of the day and I had to work in a few hours. Before I left, I milled around a bit, speaking to a local remote viewer trained by Maj. Moorehouse. http://davidmorehouse.com/remote-viewing-book/. about mundane things. I also paid Michael Lee Hill a visit and said hello. He was handing out some of his musical CD's earlier, but I could not accept after he said that is how he makes his money.. His class was heavily attended as well. I couldn’t in good conscious take food off his plate.
After that, my first experience with such crowds, I was a bit miffed about some of the things that unfolded. Any normal person would be, right? Yes, I think so. Now do keep in mind things I may have said in and around my blog, and it truly seems more strange.