This is a gifting that Iíve always wanted to do since I became a gifter 6 years ago, it has been in my heart for a long time and now my mission is accomplished because Iíve managed to bring life, love and justice to where it was needed.
Balvano, a little village in Basilicata, some 100 km from home here in southern Italy, is sadly connected with the destiny of my family as my fatherís mother and sister lost their lives there during the night of 2-3 of March 1944, in what is known to be one of the worst and absurd railroad accident ever happened in history.
The train they were travelling on was stuck in a tunnel for unknown reasons for many hours, causing the death of more than 600 people because of carbon monoxide. They didnít even realize that they were going to die, as you can imagine. All of them were going to Potenza to get food, as part of southern Italy had been liberated from the Allies who had landed in Sicily in July 1943.
The causes of the catastrophe have never been clarified, it is said that the train had to have one locomotive ahead and one on the rear instead of two ahead, but it is still a mystery why the security procedures werenít respected as they knew that the tunnel and the railway line itself had slight gradients. For sure, many people have been trying to get information for years, but the documents referring to the disaster have disappeared from the National Archive, so the truth is still unknown. This is very sad because there is no reason for such a terrible mass death, really.
As you can imagine, my fatherís life was affected forever after the disaster, he was only 12 when it happened. My grandfather himself walked for a couple of days to get to Balvano to see his wife and daughter, but when he got there all the victims had been put in a mass grave by the Americans, so he didnít have the chance to see them for the last time. Very sad.
I remember going to Balvano since I was a child, together with my father and mother, at least once a year in November, to attend the mass in the little cemetery of Balvano, just outside the village. It was after the discovery of orgonite that my perspective towards the disaster changed as the tunnel where all those people died became my personal and primary target to gift.
Unfortunately, every time I asked the people of Balvano how to get to the tunnel they would always discourage me saying that the tunnel was in the mountains, that I had to walk a lot so it would have been impossible for me to get there without knowing the way.
Iíve gifted the area around Balvano along the years every time I went there to accompany my father. This is Balvano, with the castle:
Balvano was completely destroyed by the terrible earthquake of 23 November 1980, so my orgonite has helped a lot, Iím absolutely sure about that, especially after the experience that I lived when I finally managed to gift the tunnel last July.
This is the cemetery where the victims of the train accident are buried now:
Here are some of the antennas I found in the area:
These are around the village:
Then, it happened that our university organized a conference on the disaster so my father was invited to participate along with other people who had lost their relatives. Luckily, at the conference I made the acquaintance of a university student from Balvano who was writing his final essay on the terrible event. He asked to interview my father so when he came home I took the chance to introduce him to orgonite and my desire to go to the tunnel. He was happy to know about orgonite, I showed him many photos of the power of this simple mix of resin, metal shavings and crystals and agreed to take me to the tunnel.
When he interviewed my father, he told us many things about the catastrophe that we didnít know, especially the one of the stationmaster who was warned by the Americans not to tell what his thoughts about the disaster were. This man is still alive and I want to go and visit him, he has a lot of material and photos that can be interesting to view.
Hereís a video showing a lot of photos about the railroad accident of Balvano: there are many, but I chose this one because thereís a song by our major singer-songwriter and poet Fabrizio De Andreícalled La Collina, The Hill, which talks about innocent victims of human stupidity and evil souls:
The accident was a newsworthy event when it happened, newspapers all over the world talked about it but the final conclusions to determine the reasons are still obscure. Iíve also found the statement that it was an act of God. What?
After some time I called Antonio, my friend from Balvano, to arrange the gifting of the tunnel for which I had prepared a pyramid, some TBs and an EP. I also gave him a pyramid as a present to thank him for his kindness to take me to the tunnel.
I went to Balvano at the end of last July, a couple of weeks before my trip to central Italy that I reported on EW. There, I met Antonio who warmly welcomed me saying that we would spend the day on the river banks with some of his friends swimming and fishing. The tunnel was in the area so we would have had all the time to go there and do the gifting.
Hereís the area:
The tunnel is in a gorge, it would have been impossible for me to get there alone: we had to walk in the woods and wade across the river. I found this photo on the web because I didnít take one as we were getting there:
As soon as we were approaching the tunnel, I started to feel a pain in my chest with a strange feeling as if I was going to cry. When we got on the right side of the tunnel that you see in the photo, on the little flat area where the bodies were laid there after the accident took place Ė I wanted to go there, it was the very spot to gift in my opinion Ė a black shadow as big as a plate for eating flew swiftly over my head, I could see it very distinctively; in fact, I lowered my head to avoid it. At first, I thought it was a bird, but I didnít see anything. Then, I donít know why, I turned my look on the ground on my right and saw in a square meter the colours of the rainbow moving, which gave me a beautiful feeling of joy and loveliness: it was very beautiful indeed. All this lasted for a few moments, but enough to make me think that the black shadow Ė it was an entity, of course Ė was leaving the place as I was approaching it with orgonite, but I couldnít figure out what the rainbow-coloured vision was. However, it was clear to me that it was great etheric confirmation of my gifting. After all, my objective for this gifting was to liberate the souls of the victims that were still trapped there after the terrible event. I didnít say anything to Antonio because I thought he wouldnít understand.
After the two visions, I buried the pyramid close to the tunnel and tossed some TBs in the tunnel itself. Then, we pounded the EP and put a TB under a big rock in the river below the tunnel for it to stay there:
Hereís the tunnel:
We spent the rest of the day with the other people, which was very relaxing. That is me swimming in the river after the gifting:
Iíve been wondering a lot about the dynamics of this gifting, so I wrote to Howthorne some time ago to seek advice. Hawthorne replied that the trauma of an emotional and psychic event can take a life of its own becoming a thoughtform or a multitude of thoughtforms, as described in Max freedom Long book ďThe secret Science Behind MiraclesĒ:
Jesuits use thoughtforms to attack and these thoughtforms may appear as dark birds or ravenous beasts. Howthorne said that it appears that thoughtforms are created to trap fragments of souls to create what we EWers call ďwell of soulsĒ or DOR batteries the bad guys use in their perverse rituals like they did with the island of Poveglia in Venice or other places.
Howthorne also pointed out that thoughtforms are created on purpose for specific places, so it is clear that the shadow bird I saw was evidence that I was on the right spot to free it forever.
As to the rainbow colours, Howthorne agreed with my feeling of joy and happiness: it couldnít have been different, it was a great thing to see. I can connect to that feeling any time I want because I always get a sense of peace and loveliness.
Great! Howthorne also said that the tunnel was consacrated to its DOR level by a religious figure, a bishop.
I decided to write to Don who asked Carol her impressions about this gifting. She agreed with Hawthorneís words about the shadow bird and suggested that the rainbow colours that appeared when I arrived were angelic, human and elemental spirits that were attached to the victims and were trying to help them. My gifting liberated them all from that well of souls. Carol also suggested that the 600 people were sacrificed to bolster the old well of solus there.The raibow coloured entities allowed me to see them as a form of gratitude and encouragement for the gifting I was about to do.
This is the greatest confirmation ever! I feel deeply honoured for the incredible confirmation I witnessed at the tunnel, I couldnít expect something like that.
Thank you all for reading,