INTRODUCTION
Introduction: Arsenal of Secrets
According to the Britannica Dictionary, an “arsenal” is defined not only as a
place where weapons and military equipment are stored but also as “a
collection of resources, tools, or people that are available for a particular
purpose.” This broader definition of an arsenal captures the essence of our
storyâa journey that begins with a literal arsenal, the Rocky Mountain
Arsenal in Colorado, and extends into a metaphorical arsenal in which we, as
individuals, became resources manipulated and controlled by hidden forces.
The Rocky Mountain Arsenal, a place synonymous with secrecy and danger, cast a
long shadow over our lives the moment we moved to Commerce City, Colorado. It
wasnât just the contaminated soil or the ominous history of chemical weapons
that affected usâit was the sense that we, too, had become part of a secret,
ongoing experiment. The unexplained health problems, the strange encounters
with federal park rangers, and the sudden closures of public spaces felt too
coordinated to be mere coincidences. Each of these incidents seemed to draw
us deeper into a web of surveillance, as though our proximity to this
historical site had marked us as subjects of interest in some hidden agenda.
The Arsenalâs legacy wasnât just in the land; it was in the lives it
continued to influence, including ours.
The environmental and health consequences of the Arsenalâs activities were
severe. The production of chemical weapons left the area heavily
contaminated, leading to its designation as a Superfund site by the
Environmental Protection Agency (EPA). The cleanup efforts, which began in
the 1980s, represent one of the most complex and costly environmental
remediation projects in U.S. history. Despite these efforts, the legacy of
the Arsenalâs toxic past remains, both in the physical environment and in the
collective memory of those who live nearby.
However, the Arsenal’s influence extends beyond its environmental impact. The
presence of the FBIâs Denver Field Office, located close to the Arsenal,
introduces another layer of complexity and surveillance. The FBIâs proximity
to such a historically secretive site suggests a continued interest in
monitoring the area, particularly as new revelations emerge about the U.S.
governmentâs involvement in unidentified aerial phenomena (UAPs) and other
covert operations. It is within this context of secrecy and surveillance that
our story unfolds.
Our family’s proximity to the Rocky Mountain Arsenal placed us in the heart of
a landscape scarred by its military past. This environment, steeped in
secrecy and government oversight, became the backdrop for a series of unusual
and increasingly troubling experiences. From strange encounters with federal
park rangers to sudden closures of public spaces, we began to sense that we
were being watchedâmonitored by a system that viewed us not as individuals
but as tools within a broader arsenal of resources.
The Arsenal’s history of producing some of the most dangerous substances known
to man created an atmosphere of distrust and fear, one that was compounded by
the area’s ongoing connection to government secrecy. As revelations about
UAPs and government cover-ups became more frequent, it became clear that the
Rocky Mountain Arsenal, with its long history of classified activities, might
still be under the watchful eye of those intent on keeping certain secrets
buried.
This suspicion was further heightened by an encounter with a federal park
ranger during one of our visits to the area. What began as a casual
interaction quickly turned unsettling when the ranger’s questioning became
pointed and invasive. Despite the fact that one of us was simply taking
photographs of wildlife and the other was fishing, the ranger seemed intent
on gathering information about our knowledge of the area. Her cryptic
comments about the dangers of the water and her insistence on checking our
identification left us with the impression that we had been flagged for
surveillance.
Following this encounter, the lake where we had been spending time was
abruptly closed off, with cones and markers appearing almost immediately
after the ranger left. This sudden closure, combined with the ranger’s
ominous warnings, reinforced our growing belief that the Rocky Mountain
Arsenal was more than just a historical siteâit was a focal point for ongoing
government activities, possibly linked to the broader context of UAPs and
covert operations.
Living in the shadow of the Rocky Mountain Arsenal, with the FBI’s Denver
Field Office nearby, we often felt that we were being monitored as part of a
larger, more insidious operation. The Arsenal’s dark past and the federal
presence in the area seemed to extend into the present, influencing our daily
lives in ways that were both subtle and overt. The Arsenal was not just a
relic of a bygone era; it was an active, living arsenalâa collection of
people, including our family, being used for purposes that were hidden from
view. The concept of an arsenal as a collection of resources for a particular
purpose takes on a new and unsettling meaning in our story. Just as the Rocky
Mountain Arsenal stockpiled chemical weapons for use in warfare, we came to
realize that our lives were being stockpiled, monitored, and manipulated as
part of a broader arsenal of covert operations. Our story, which begins in
the shadow of the Rocky Mountain Arsenal, ultimately reveals the pervasive
influence of secrecy, surveillance, and control that extends far beyond the
physical boundaries of the Arsenal itself.