2023.05.07 – The Unvaxxed DJ Diaries – Clermont Museum Reserve General Permission Area.

Today was another very surreal day for me. Not only did I come up close and personal with what I can only describe as a Yowie in full hunt mode but I also snuck up on what I soon learned was this yowie’s den, within a fenced-off segment of the “National Park” Museum-Reserve land in Clermont, North Queensland.

This thing had scales yet was also hairy in this grotesque hodge-podge fashion that covered large parts of his torso. I say “his” because he was also very humanoid and in between his hairy scaly clumps and legs that faded from view, was a very substantial weapon of a penis.

Otherwise, he was rather regular looking dimensionally at maybe 6 ft tall, with a shape that seemed to shimmer and change as he moved back into the gravel pit cave he calls home.

His prey, a small messenger bird was in his sharp lizard-like teeth and was still twitching as this entity’s snout quivered almost like he smelt me.

Thank God he didn’t stop or look up in my direction.

He just came and was gone from view within 2 or 3 seconds, so it was a short but decent look and now that I think about it, his head was less lizard, and more amphibian, like a turtle’s head.

Either way, I stood there on a ridge full of dark Spirit Soil, literally pooping myself after being frozen in fear, when this creature emerged from the bushy undergrowth and headed swiftly down the mine shaft that is under the mound.

These dirty bastards cover up their misdeeds with their excavators to hide the Ancient truth and it has something to do with this creature. The Spirits confirm my suspicions with a resounding “yes” in my mind.

I nearly didn’t believe what I saw myself so I know very few others would ever believe this story. It took me months to even write it down.

I need to get myself a trail cam and the courage to go back!

Now the blood bags and neatly sawn Gundahlu bones I found back in the dried-up creek bed made way more sense. In fact, everything about why I am out here in Clermont is starting to make a lot more sense.

The Baal worshipers were shipping the bodies of their chattel out here to be hidden from view. Then the transport of what I believe to be human fillets and maybe even Adrenochrome is being facilitated right from the Anarki Gem Fields area via delivery trucks and courier post services.

Those Gem Fields are also King Solomon’s old mines, I know it in my bones.

I think there are members of this community that have been feeding this creature. I’ve also heard stories of disappearing dogs whose bodies were found dead in the old Copperfield mineshafts. It’s all very suspicious.

Someone has been killing local Wura (Kangaroo) and their Joeys out behind the golf club too and I also found all those straight-cut Gundalu bones in the Museum creekbed during my last visit.

Killing Gundahlu in these lands is an act of war so the Spirits keep reminding me a little too often for me to ignore.

I wonder if there are other Yowie’s like the one I saw? My intuition says “Yes”.

These differing densities of reality I am learning to navigate sure get more interesting and intense the longer I follow this Spiritual Path of Initiation. Still, this moment has to be the most frightening experience of my adventures exploring the Great Dividing Range and the East Coast of Australia over the past three years.

I knew this town of Clermont had some of that negative Archonic JuJu just like Brissy.

I can always feel the darkness when I get too close, or when the darkness gets too close to me. Either way, whatever that thing was it didn’t trigger my spidey sense at all.

I shall need to meditate on this experience some more.

Queen of Swords energy.