Thursday, October 1, 2015

The truth about the 'leaked' Stirling files



The truth about the 'leaked' Stirling files

"free energy" From A Priest's Invention

More than 180 years ago... Robert Stirling, a scottish Clergyman took the world by surprise. He invented something that shook the coal and energy industry to the ground!

Stirling found a way to make an engine work literally on thin air... with no fumes or toxic gasses!

Click here for live footage...

Unfortunately, his device became the first-ever suppressed 'free energy' generator. And only a few people witnessed it's amazing power!

Now, for the first time, the 'misplaced' blueprints of the Stirling Engine have been discovered and translated into 'plain english' for the average Joe...

See how the device works here...

The implications are huge. With a big enough Stirling Engine (that costs less than your monthly power bill), you can power up all sorts of electric devices... even an entire home.

And that means you could say "goodbye" to your electric company, and to paying hundreds of dollars a month on expensive electricity!
















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