I've noticed that msm, big pharma, and government hates cigarettes and smokers. Now I've been a smoker for 10+ years. I am in no way telling you to smoke or saying that it's good for you. It's highly addictive and I cough a lot. That being said, why is the deepstate against tobacco? Has anyone ever dug into this?

To start off with, everything I'm about to post is true. However hard it may be to believe I'm just asking for an open mind.

My story starts early 2012 in Globe, Arizona.

I lived at the time in an old rv outside my buddy Kyle's house. Located about 2 miles outside town, next to an old copper mine. At about 1-2am I went out for a smoke. Some flashing lights over the hill caught my eye. It looked like police lights, which was extremely strange as the only thing out that way was old mining roads and dry river beds. Also wild hogs called Javelina. Anyways back to the story. I noticed the lights and decided to hike up the mountain with my puppy Canella. First I started feeling strange. Kinda like a dream but awake. I sat down because the small shrubs were moving like the wind was blowing, I just stared for maybe a minute or two before I remembered why I was there. The lights were behind the next ridge. As I climbed down the hill into the dry river bed things started to get stranger. I felt like the rocks were alive. There was a large stacked pile of stones that I could swear appeared to be moving almost organically. I got to the next hill and climbed up towards where the lights were coming from. The first thing I seen was what appeared to be what I can only explain as being similar to a large flat screen flashing with colors that I seen before. Image a tv suspended face side down. The thing underneath it appeared to be like an extremely skinny person wearing skin-tight black rubberish material. On it's face was an array of lights, kinda like a ghost recon mask. The next moments are a blur but one second I'm looking into a plant, the ground opens exposing a red baby thing with black eyes. I woke up in the morning in my bed. Boots on, and my puppy beside me. Wasn't a dream. Wasn't drugs. Just wanted to share with someone. Been bottled up for so long.