Brain Implantation..Information is the Modern Day version of Warfare.

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Man...you are just reminding me that I have some more things to say...to them.

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That's it...a question mark? I want to make what I say really really count.

OK memory shock...let's try this:

My belief in God is NOT due to my stupid, pointless, meaningless existence. In fact, my belief in God is something that differentiates the wise from the foolish, and I find that there is nearly nothing in common between those who scoff at the concept of God, and those who know that the vault is under safekeeping, no matter what voltages are raining from the sky. Moreover, you will be what you select from these stunts, because God has seen it all before. However...those who are supposedly of God, are in fact, the ultimate thieves, because when they try to steal, they steal big. edit: allow me to explain here. I have been given huge recompense, by God, and I mean this exactly as I said it, because despite that I was toyed with at age 4, for ultra tooling, someone came along 29 years later with even higher tech weaponry and used it on my head as I was sleeping peacefully in my bed, with complete landlord compliance, and the jolt nearly killed me, scribing some sort of electrorheological design on my sight, which was crystal clear as I awoke, and I became suddenly aware of the most insane wireless rigs. Since then, jews have set conspiracies in FULL motion to have me stalked and arrested for anything you could imagine that would most damage a persons reputation. Now here is what I have to look forward to, after I explain the protections God has given for their iniquity, are you ready? I have NEVER seen a God person not become inflamed with spiritual jealousy when I show the split second awareness of God, NEVER! In fact, I could do anything, and it would only mean that satan has his claws in me, while all the while, I am trying to show that in fact, the mkultra web has THEM is control, and is causing them to react exactly as they are being told through radio waves. Therefore, if I sit down to make a post saying these bastards are going to pay, divine judgment is certain etc..., and then the freakin' city of Conception (named after Christ) quakes strongly at that exact moment...well, even a christer would feel compelled to alert the 'head' police. Jealous of what? That a simpleton like me would crack the mkultra code, use it in a calm directed rage against the perpetrators, and even shake hands with God to boot! What could I do? Say that I did this? How vain would that be? I give the glory to God, because if anyone thinks they are getting out of mkultra alive without God, I don't want to know you. I have seen this all the days of my life. Only very recently has it become obvious that the joystick has passed control to the mossad, and the shocks I get as soon as I stop moving are set to kill. I have awoken with my brain in my hands, twitching, and shown them..it means I am not listening to kenneth copeland enough. I'd just as soon smell the crack of bono as listen to copeland. If he has an extra Harley or Citation that he decided to give me, I'd sell it for scrap. Just my two cents won from a hard life of abuse and subterfuge. Now I have other problems, as vultures move in, spy on my computer, pretending like they need my ebay account because they don't have one, when I find out there IS an ebay account already, and has been for two years. Said person does NOT give feedback because said person likes to watch, and not be noticed. Against me more moves are being made, run of the mill let's put him on the streets so I can move in and help you read the bible type stunts, and the person I am trying to caution, protect, and abide by, with my useless jew framed time, is being further set against me through the vomit the vulture coughs up in a screechy voice, when not texting another internet fiance from Nigeria.... Oh I mean this most sincerely!

They will not win. Those guys with the toys, they will not find the house of God. They will find everything and I mean everything in between, but really, the vault is locked against them. There is absolutely NOTHING they cannot detect in your mind, and that your eyes have been swiped will eventually cause you to understand that God first fashioned the eye, and God sees ALL. Because they know what evil man does, they are set in the scales, especially those with power to arrest, and those with the gall to call the police. The ones doing the heavy #...let them come to me and ask forgiveness, and I will assure them that that is impossible, even to God. I don't know if anyone's noticed...but souls are either missing, or being systematically destroyed. I am now able to scoff at even the dirtiest mkultra tricks, and satan means less than zero to me...but to have my own family controlled and made crazy by the combination of mkultra and the jews who drop in to make up lies....inconceivable....what is next? Succession powder? (DO YOU HEAR ME NOW! *over* crackle)

Do not star this if you know what is good for you.



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I've just spent the last 4.5 hours reading every post in this thread and I still cant believe I didnt notice it earlier

I just wanted to thank you so very much for posting your experiences in such a courageous, detailed and honest manner, MemoryShock

My life story of the last 25 years or so sounds very similar to yours in many ways, even frighteningly so in some...Much searching for answers and/or relief and little joy in finding same...

Anyways, thanks again for your posts and here's hoping we might find some answers between us someday

Peace

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Here is a breakdown of how the diagnostic procedure works.

This will explain what I mean by axis I and axis II.
Notice the Axis IV and V.

IF you were to see a therapist, then I would ask them to focus on Axis IV and V. This is what I meant by all 5 axes must be diagnosed in your case.

Axis I disorders can be best described as character adaptations. These are BEHAVIORS that people engage which are considered personally distressful to the individual, whereas Axis II are disorders that are ORGANIC and cannot be changed nor manipulated. These can be thought of as character traits concerning the Big 5.

Nothing bothers me more than when someone is diagnosed and treated improperly and it happens MORE TIMES THAN NOT.

Cheers. It is a beautiful day.


Edit 1:

I wanted to throw a bit more into the mix pertaining to me personally.

I have been diagnosed as having comordbid poly-substance abuse disorder, major depressive disorder, acute anxiety disorder, and ADD.

I have recently had blood work done and I was told that my thyroid count is low.
This is the 3rd time in 2 years that I have had blood work done and I was told that my thyroid count was low. This is extremely rare to see in a 36 year old male and it can explain nearly all of my symptoms.

Here is a link to hyperthyroidism
(If I was to take a gander at what you might be suffering from, this would be my starting point)

Here is a link to hypothyroidism

For some reason your thread really struck home with me.
I feel as if I have a genuine concern about you, but in all honesty it appears to be a kind of "reflective concern".
I have battled feelings of paranoia for years. I have an intense ringing in my right ear that will not go away. I have a scar on my right ear that looks as if it might be from an injection and it happens to be located at the precise place that I hear the ringing.

As a child, my earliest memories are of being at some type of medical facility where I was crying while being injected with "allergy shots" for the first 8 years of my life.
I was also sexually abused as a child. I am a male and the abuser was a girl around age 15 to 16 and I was between the ages of 6 and 8.
Anytime I would attempt to discuss this with anyone that I would consider a caretaker, that person would either not know how to handle this information (females) or they would treat me like I was a pimp (males).

These events have had EXTREMELY detrimental effects on me both behaviorally and cognitively.
I suppose that I feel a mutual bond with you that I have never discussed with most people.

I completely understand your attraction to alcohol. Mine was, and still is, opiates.
Because they make the pain go away.

Please, know that you are not alone.
And once again, I thank you for this thread.
This has been cathartic for me and I hope that this has affected you in a similar way.

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Originally posted by gobildygook99
I know for a fact that this sort human experimentation is going on, being a subject of this kind of abuse. I have had implants on me for about 4 1/2 years. I was unaware of it at first, but after researching my symptoms, came across some answers by looking on the internet. These findings eventually led me to this site, where I have learned that there are many willing to believe such things, and none who are interested in trying to help or even maintain any kind of communication. I attribute this to fear.

I don't as far as I know have ever been subject to this kind of directly, as in associated with my own person, brain implantation. But I did a lot of work in this area in the 1980's. If the Russians were doing it, we wanted to do it to. Even as often was the case the science was a joke. The biggest problem we have always had is our electronics are unintelligent, cumbersome and can not tie into the physio-chemistry of the brain. But were getting better at it. In the 1970's you had joesephson junction intergrated circuits. They require ultracold to do their thing. Not practicle if this same chip is in someones brain. Then you had the billion transitor on a chip, available in the late 1970's. We have never lacked the computing power, but for a long time we lacked the way to tie in the very fast circuits with ones brain. Many people involed in electronics think of the brain as digital.

Wrong. The brain is a anolog mechanisim with a theoreticly infanate sine wave curve. The brain does not operate as a yes/no, 1 or 0 process. If it did we would have the intellect of a fruit fly. The reason the brain does its job so apparently well with simplicity is its wired in series. The nerons of the brain call apon clusters of other nerons to achieve a better grasp of events. When you think and form thoughts and ideas, in paticular, your one step ahead of the problem, your brain "drafts" other componants in your brain to present what is a seemless operation.

Do I think some people have been wired up for some purpose and have an implant in their brain? I do. The body is a natural electrical conductor, and can amplify signals by several orders of magnitude. The question I have is for what purpose. Do some people have alien implants? Who knows, its with in the relm of possibility. But I would not let the government off the hook so quickly. They have their own objectives.

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I would say from my studies at school, and from what I have gleaned from my own personal research, that you are 100% on the money regarding the government versus aliens and brain implantation.

During my last semester, I was taking a class where we exclusively learned how to use the DSM for diagnosis.
While learning how to diagnose schizophrenia, we looked at a case study where a gentleman, who was assigned as a naval officer to guard nuclear warheads, told his superiors that the Russians were using some type of hypnotic mind control against him to gain access to the nuclear warheads. He was immediately diagnosed as a paranoid subtype schizophrenic.

Of course, my first question was, "did anyone check to validate if the Russians were actually using hypnosis or some type of mind control on him in order to gain access to the nuclear warheads?"

This went over like a lead zeppelin.
I feel sure that I was immediately red-flagged and the entire class, more or less, looked at me very differently from that point forward.

We have encountered strange days, and I feel confident typing those words.

I am not too familiar with the work in which you typed that you were engaged in the 80's.

I would be very grateful for a link.

Cheers.



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One would think that after the following experience, that because of this thread, I would have documented it here. Such was not the case and I include this for whatever it may or may not be worth.

Last year, on about May 10th, the voices became very pronounced. Slowly at first, doing anything was fraught with paranoia and I stopped everything to pay attention. It was such that I felt that I had to pay attention to the voices above and foremost to people in my real world environment. I was at the time with my parents at their home.

Anyways, I stopped eating and drinking water. I found a quiet spot, either in the backyard or garage and just sat, listening and communicating (I still believe that they hear) via subvocalization. The topics were varied and centered upon me being concerned with "future relationships". We 'discussed' my past relationship (the heartbreak of my life) as well as various other paranoid thoughts (ATS was focused on for quite a bit...). I couldn't sleep either and when I would pass out for a few hours, I woke up with a very distinct feeling of guilt for the rest...as if they wanted my attention at all costs. I allotted myself very little comfort and indeed stop talking to people around me and as well stopped eating and drinking - even water.

It then got to the point where I felt as if I had to leave. So I did. I just started walking. I walked for the entire day until I realized that I had no idea where I was. I retraced my steps until I found an empty lot where I decided to stay. I was in a T-Shirt and Trousers. I was so tired that I found a bush low to the ground and laid down. That is about how I stayed for three days. Through these three days, I led myself to believe (with encouragement from the voices) that someone was going to come and get me. It was a specific human, the girl I had just parted ways with 4 months prior.

I rarely slept and thought mostly about everything that had occurred to me in my life. A kind of mental "This is your life scenario" and as well went through hours of 'not moving'...because moving would encounter guilt pangs. I as well thought that the voices were sending some kind of prompts that resulted in 'itching' or feelings of discomfort. It became a source of pride (for me in this time of sensory deprivation) to not respond to them.

Strange I know. I slowly came out of it on my birthday, May 13th. I walked to a water fountain (my voice was hoarse from no water...no lie) and started drinking. Water never tasted so good! I then walked to the Carls Jr. that was close by and asked for a cup of water and filled it with Coke. I have never had such a wonderful experience drinking Soda!!

I walked back to my parents house, which was actually difficult considering. I actually had to stop and rest several times in a twenty minute walk (I totally isolated myself in the middle of a metropolitan area, I never would have considered it an option, much less possible).

At any rate, I returned to find them worried as hell (I didn't say I was leaving...) which surprised me at the time. I was told that I looked like hell (I was 'sleeping' in the dirt for three days) and confirmed it with a look in the mirror. That shower was pure heaven (the water was pristine...remember, I was dehydrated).

I picked at a bit of food the remainder of the day and drank an insane amount of iced water. I swear I was in love with the iced water.

Anyways...I slowly came out of the despondency and the voices slowly calmed down (I still hear them...twenty four/seven but can ignore them).

No drugs. No alcohol. No food. No water. No (very little) sleep.

I can't explain why this happened or why I went along with it.

Two days later, out of the blue, my ex called me. We hadn't talked in months. She was the one I was led to believe (by me or by the voices, or both) was going to come and get me.

Well she did. A few days later than I expected. We went out to the Cheesecake Factory.

There was another females name that I felt guilty of thinking about during the experience...so much so, irrationally, that I tried to suppress the name and over explain it to the voices. My ex had never known of her and had never heard of me talk about her. Well, at dinner, I mentioned her name. She rolled her eyes (other names were mentioned in context but she visibly reacted to the "mystery name").

Coincidence? Perhaps. Was I trying to find patterns in an irrational manner? Perhaps.

But keep in mind that I was certain my ex was coming to pick me up. I left my phone at my parents house so I didn't call her in a delusional haze. I left my money as well (Indeed, I wasn't hurting for cash as I was able to afford a steak dinner for two)...and she did come to get me...just not in the context I expected.

There are other experiences that followed...but perhaps this should be digested first. I didn't post this because it sounds crazy...and I am concerned about how some of pals and colleagues will react to it. But I am of sound mind and expression...at least in my opinion.

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A psychologist would probably refer to this particular incident as fugue state, but what would throw them off is your ability to recall the incident in such vivid detail.

If a shrink was to see you, I can pretty much tell you that 90% of them would say that you are suffering from either Paranoid Subtype Schizophrenia or Dissociative Identity Disorder, but I would disagree....

The reason being is the degree to which you are aware of what is happening to you, the amount of vivid recall you have concerning these incidents, and the fact that you find these events to be disturbing, at least so that you would keep them to yourself.

Someone who truly has schizophrenia will not believe that what is happening to them does not happen to other people. They believe that their life is the same as everyone's life.

I can say that I 100% believe that you are of sound mind.
Someone who is truly suffering from an organic dissociative disorder would not be able to recall these memories in such vivid detail.

When these voices speak to you, do you feel as if they are all distinctly different personalities, or do you feel as if it is the same personality trying to contact you each time?

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A psychologist would probably refer to this particular incident as fugue state, but what would throw them off is your ability to recall the incident in such vivid detail.

I am familiar with fugue...

I've done plenty of research and for the most part I have accepted that things happen from time to time. Please keep in mind that on of my "subjective smoking guns" is the scar on my hand. My roommate at the time was very clear in his statement that I had broken a window and had jumped out of it (two stories up). The only mark was a very straight cut on my palm.

So I wait and see what happens. In the interim, I research conspiracies....

Not the healthiest activity, from a mental perspective, but something I find of use for our society...

As well, my level of recall is pretty clear, with degradation occurring as a natural by product of time (accumulation of experience) and perhaps some mild difficulty translating into concise expression...in my opinion at least.

I can say that I 100% believe that you are of sound mind.
Someone who is truly suffering from an organic dissociative disorder would not be able to recall these memories in such vivid detail.

Thank you...it does mean a bit to have reaffirmation from time to time.

When these voices speak to you, do you feel as if they are all distinctly different personalities, or do you feel as if it is the same personality trying to contact you each time?

Yes. The voices have different voice patterns and certainly have varying inflections. I even named them at one point (joke names). There are at least five separate and distinct 'voices"...two female and three male. Only one of them is a hardcore "authoritative"...the rest seem more conversational despite the usually minimal terms used, my Real World name being the most frequent.

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See here..what causes the edit tab to vanish? At first I thought it was due to someone flagging, giving a star??? I wish to add today's horrors to my last post.

1) find brand new mini mag flashlight on my desk, with new duracells. Every light I use has rechargeables. All my lights are taped and beat. I was a machinist and I know my lights. Plus, I just now cleaned off and assembled this table. It is the only clean thing in my life besides my soul.. Mention it to someone who snaps back something like 'that is more than I want to hear'. OK OK, fair enough. But his gig is to use me as a punching bag, while tied to a chair, I can understand that. He says he literally cannot understand a thing I say, over a beer, no matter how cleanly I tone the ray gun talk down. Fear? Perhaps. Manipulation? More than likely. There is no God, maybe that's it? I understand the upbringing, and I can live with that. When he isn't calling you crazy, he is saying that he knows more about ultra than I ever will, see?

2) Note new email from guy who thinks it is too much to be burdened with, but I won't open it because I literally snapped back: 'don't ever call on me for anything, ever.' All my responses up to that point were very cool, not this one, my fault, but in a way I do mean it. you'll see in the next one why. I decide to just let the email go unopened, then start loading photos for a listing, a slow process which suits me fine because I can sit and monitor whether 'anyone' perhaps is going to open it and leave it marked as 'read' for a minute too long.

3) Paydirt. The mail is now opened, except, I didn't open it.

4) Call the person who just finished the morning by screaming that I am satan, ugly, ruin her life with this mkultra crap she is always asking about even though the lead paint she ate as a child apparently won't let her grasp that she seems interested enough (turns out christers are reading up on this ultra stuff as a way to find demons) until she pulls the 'I am above you satan' card on you and says you belong in an institution!!!' for everyone to hear, thankfully. I remark that I'm not going to straighten out their mess', while sis is over at starbucks with her new computer set up. I finished off with 'watch what you eat', and 'don't worry I'll forget everything you said...' Inwardly, 'good job you guys...' Let her follow me to computer with a book called 'demonology and deliverance', while she abuses me in a way that has always served to cause my mind to split, but it isn't working anymore. I tell her that I will never read it, maybe my sister will, and put it aside. Loud screaming about how tobacco and coffee abuse has ruined my life. I can't wait to pour out the coffee and make a fresh pot. Typically I forget anything she says in these moments, as a way to possibly forgive them. Someone in a rock band Geffen once tried to launch has two crates of this sort of expository writing I threw away, culled from 10,000 acid meals, before she read her 1st book, the bible. Going public is the only chance I've got. I also was reminded that I 'must have made a pact with satan while hanging around in the nude in Florida'..some of the best times of my life. I don't recall any satanism. We saw a huge snake, at a carnival site being broken down, frozen like swirling grains of smoke in wood, poised to kill a rabbit, likewise frozen, and once, a green lizard scurried to the crown of my head while walking down Duval Street, twice. I had no clue about ultra back then, and people were all strangers, so I trusted them. There was no satan stuff, in fact, one of the guys was total Jesus and we all liked each other.

If my family becomes those who understand this stuff, that's more than I have found here, in life. Besides which, I fear for my life when near those who know me well enough to know I have sound judgment, yet are too prideful or jealous to allow for my judgment to be heeded. It is like a switch was flipped, even amongst the most likable. A con artist does what a con artist does: con. That means listening to creflo dollar with the person being conned. Pretending to get something spiritual from it, kissing ass, and so on. It also means getting anything possible on anyone as to form an accord. That someone is me, in this case, and also whoever this person can tear apart for whatever the reason (cash).

Someone has a signature, in this thread, about the mind becoming rock steady when fixed on one point. This has become my fixed point, and it is something the folks at headquarters were not counting on...that anyone they wired would stand against them, or have the intellect and imagination to read it, and of course, the spirit of God to give them a shield.

Long narrative drift there...

4) simplified:

Explain on the phone that the email from the guy who doesn't like burdens was just opened, while you were sitting at the screen. And that you didn't open it.

'Is anyone home?'

'No...what does that matter...?'

slam down phone. You earned it. Remain at computer until opened letter gets marked as 'unread', and change password, again.

This is a perfect example of 'adjupropting-I don't know how to spell it. Stalking, basically.

5) Begin typing in computer searches such as 'do you have any idea what you are playing with', or, 'if I ever get what is mine I will make sure you get nothing', and 'even if it's pure gold. You tried to sever my last thread'. Earlier searches were simple commands one would expect to be respected, such as, 'do not', or 'stop it'. How on Earth could any of this be offensive unless one was where one should not be?

6) Wait in anticipation of a face to face, with the simple question...'did you see my mail?'

7) Consider shower before sis arrives home. Can't afford turning back that long. Browse 'kindgirls' for latest in Czech butterfly girls.

8) Shower not possible. Look on face is that I was right. Collapse.

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Strange. I am unsure as to how to respond right now but will consider it further. While not a slam dunk, I have thought on the idea of using contextual symbolism in order to communicate in the open. Tarot terminology was my experience a decade ago but Christ could work too...

Memory:

I deleted this due to possible mistake in interpretation. sorry.

Another funny thing...the keys on my keyboard are all scratched from some one else's fingers using it. I have excellent senses, and this has been my keypad for ten years...never a scratch.

One thing about ultra..if you go beyond what they threw at you, transcend it, they really get pissed, and try to read the mind more viciously. I am of the belief that some of it may be good, though it really is hard to say for sure, because many of life's experiences are good, and the damn thing wants in, wants cred for those moments you had that were transcendent. You remember 'virtual reality'? It is a soundbyte you don't hear anymore. I guess if they can make your balls spin and tingle just because they like the sexual imagery you are conjuring in the privacy of your mind, it is pretty cool, compared to, say, becoming a bar fly, or looking online for internet marriages. But they pulled it because they really don't want anyone knowing how far they have come with the tech, and what they choose to do with it now is more important than any possible positive outcomes. 'shoot..that's what I get for having a double Virgo for a son...' (Pynchon)

I saw one of my eyes become dilated, years ago, just when getting back from FLA. Perla is a term the paramedics use to describe perfectly equal round pupils or somesuch. The Jesus guy lost his mind just a little before this guy from Maine 'saw a TV in his head', and was said to have been taken off to the mental place. I seemed to have arrived home quite healthy, but I didn't know that my new roomates were awaiting me, planning on building a career on rock centered around my bedroom habits, so unhappiness did set in. I guess it was amusing that I would wake with visions of Romania wielding bricks and bottles just as Ceauşescu was being dethroned, or burnt bombed out cities in the future, stuff like that. I am a little pissed that I may never know what is from God and what is from the machines. Guess that's why I like signs that everyone can see, which go against realistic probability odds, when you consider how many minutes fill the hours in the day. Have you seen the earthquake list? It went from 170 to double for the planet in like a week. Damn it, they are strangling the economy badly now, really really obvious. Freakin' clockwork. I guess their controls aren't working.

A thing to remember is that ultra is not just some russian or nazi injecting a kid with drugs and torturing them when they are in a hospital getting surgery someone recommended to the kids parents. It is now wireless, and the media are a 50% partner. Cellphones too. Soon the 'smart grid', so we'd better wise up fast. You'll see it in the mad actions of people driving like there's no tomorrow, which happened with cellulars, and will only increase.

Remind me to never listen to Eric Clapton again.

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I would say from my studies at school, and from what I have gleaned from my own personal research, that you are 100% on the money regarding the government versus aliens and brain implantation.

During my last semester, I was taking a class where we exclusively learned how to use the DSM for diagnosis.
While learning how to diagnose schizophrenia, we looked at a case study where a gentleman, who was assigned as a naval officer to guard nuclear warheads, told his superiors that the Russians were using some type of hypnotic mind control against him to gain access to the nuclear warheads. He was immediately diagnosed as a paranoid subtype schizophrenic.

Of course, my first question was, "did anyone check to validate if the Russians were actually using hypnosis or some type of mind control on him in order to gain access to the nuclear warheads?"

This went over like a lead zeppelin.
I feel sure that I was immediately red-flagged and the entire class, more or less, looked at me very differently from that point forward.

We have encountered strange days, and I feel confident typing those words.

I am not too familiar with the work in which you typed that you were engaged in the 80's.

I would be very grateful for a link.

Cheers.



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Sorry, I can't provide you with a link, but I will check with someone who is what I am, a technological historian. If you study the history of electronics and computers, you will see reference to what I said. But the connection between that and "mind control" will not be that obvious. Its a matter of fitting a square object into a round hole. First of all, classic hypnosis is very innocuous. The nasty application of hypnosis really did not involve hypnosis in it self at all. In the US, we had MKULTRA, which involved the use of drugs to degrade ones resistance to suggestion.

I was very lucky. After the fall of the Soviet Union, I was one of the people they (the Russians) who knowing I was a former agent gave me access into some of their files This was the one area I was most interested in. I had no interest in where there nuclear weapons were, and they knew that. They pretty much opened their other files to me. I was also interested in Russian UFO reports, to see how this compared with the west. For 25 years the Russians were on the verge of hysteria because they could not explain these sightings, and after a short period of time, knew it wasen't us. The Russians undertook a series of brutal experiments on live humans that would have made the gestopo blush. The Russians were also the first to explore the really bizzare, a book published in the west, "Parapsychology behind the iron curtain" was published about 1975.

They covered areas like remote viewing. Untill the late 1970's, the US did not have a remote viewing program. Then we had some major leage defectors, such as KGB Generals and the like, and we learned a great deal. Those still alive have a major price on their head and they know it. To answer one of your questions, were the Russians using any of this to locate our nuclear weapons. The simple answer is no, with one exception. We had published locations to our land based ICBM's, and they knew very well were our bomber bases were. But our submarines remained hidden, as they do to this day. That was the ace in the hole. The total nuclear throw weight of all our land based weapons don't come close to what our subs carry.

As a guy who, part time will teach at the college level, I welcome difficult questions. It keeps me on my toes. It also takes my mind off the cancer that is eating me alive. I should point out project "stargate", which involves remote viewing has been embraced by the big oil companies to find new petroleum fields. I am told, and have no data on this I can point to, it can project some ones awareness into the future, to see what really will happen when the oil runs dry.

Don't take some one looking at you askanced as a personal insult. Compared to academia, the word I lived in had some very defind rules. As long as you did nothing that was really stupid, you were givin a pass. And if that failed, there was always diplomatic immunity.

You do make mention of gaining access to nuclear warheads.What I was involved with had nothing to do with that. And we would not want to be able to do this. A nuclear weapon silo field that can be taken over by remote control, brings a whole new concept to the idea of loose nukes. And we also know many, many times our land based nuclear launch facilities, (and what I learned from the Russians) were "deactivated" at the same time a UFO was spotted hovering in the background. Though not my field I was taken into the confidence, when I was in Russia, by several very high ranking officers. They had the same damn problems we did. There were times their missle fields were rendered impotant, just like ours.

There is no doub't the Russians have been using "mind control" techniques. But most are very subtle and involve use of the mass media. There was a movie in the 1970's called "telephon" staring Charles Bronsome and Donald Pleasance. This involved people who were deep programed to act apon a que word, after which they started to blow things up. Thats closer to the truth most people want know. Just how this is done, I don't know.

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Something else to think about is the Western view of someone in your situation.

Hearing voices is usually correlated to some type of schizoid disorder, but in other cultures, usually indigenous cultures found in the amazon, this is seen as a spiritual gift.
It is seen as an ability to connect to the spirit world and people in your situation would become the shaman of a tribe.

I am still hesitant to attribute any of what you are saying to an organic process.
You seem to be too coherent for this to be an issue of schizophrenia.

You might want to also check out art therapy.
This is a way for people who suffer from symptoms of dissociative identity disorder to integrate their alters and understand what they are trying to say to them.

I am fascinated by the fact that you have different personalities that manifest inside of you, and they speak to you rather than through you.

I also noticed that you mentioned Tarot. I would think that any type of symbolic form of communication with your unconscious might beneficial.

Whatever that form of communication turns out to be.

Cheers.

Originally posted by davidmann
One thing about ultra..if you go beyond what they threw at you, transcend it, they really get pissed, and try to read the mind more viciously.

Screw them.

If they had any realization they would realize that they couldn't get this type of intel if they paid a chimp to dance around with an accordion. I do believe I was hypnotized when I received the cut on my hand...and the subsequent amount of personal discomfort trying to second guess them, if there is indeed a 'them', is a paycheck I will take in the form of spouting off when and if I see fit...because they aren't signing anything.

A very momentary lapse in civility on my part, to be certain...

Originally posted by Josephus23
Hearing voices is usually correlated to some type of schizoid disorder, but in other cultures, usually indigenous cultures found in the amazon, this is seen as a spiritual gift.
It is seen as an ability to connect to the spirit world and people in your situation would become the shaman of a tribe.

Interesting thought. I have been told similar things...but I still think there is a scientific way to explain it...there has to be.

I am fascinated by the fact that you have different personalities that manifest inside of you, and they speak to you rather than through you.

A not oft consideration of mine is genetic memory...but that may be a different thread...

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Remember that 'submission' is key to their having any control. 'screw them' is an excellent refrain. I curl up like a fist when I sleep, at times, hearing the ceiling pop with the millimeter scanner warming up. I put this attitude in my mind, and it is fixed SO HARD. I will grab that satellite and I will pull it down. I will take them to proof of a living, literal everlasting hell. Don't ever question why hell is necessary. It is.

I recall being invited to a cubs game once, a few years after 911 hoax. I was speaking normally, a thin stream of people no nearer than 10 feet away, as to how strange it was that we had to leave the peace pipes at home. I was told to shut up...I was talking too loud. What's wrong with you?

That is a perfect example of a submissive, who has no idea that he is brainwashed in to utter conformity. This same person gets off on beating me up in front of his girlfriend while she either watches, or chimes in, depending on her training with him. I allow the session to go on until my head spins with disbelief, as he goes to the wrap up part of his performance: "I know I hurt you and made you feel bad..."

"No, not at all...really, I get it".

This means he failed, he knows it. I endure it because I would go that far to show him proof of God, but going by my experience today, I know that God is an impossible thing with him. It is how we were raised. Some survive, some don't, just like plants raised by the same gardener. Later on he'll report how out of control I was at the game.

Eventually he falls asleep in the 5th inning or so. When we part, it's pretty clear something is calling his name. God dammit. This is just pain and caused by awareness.

The score was cubs 2, dodgers 3. I keep the ticket stub near the mazzy star show where the singer started clearing her throat and couldn't sing 'fade in to you' properly. I was abused by the woman before I left the house that night, too. When I'm 90 or 100 I'll come upon these stubs and a flood of memories, untarnished like the copper pan I'd polished hard with a thin wax that night of the concert, will pour in, causing tears.

I really tried with him. I really tried with her. I will cry anyway. I can look my father in the face, both of them.

Anyhow, memory, no submission.

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Hi memory, and hi to my sister, who has hacked our system, read all my drafts in regard to being prepared against her arrival, and pulled a successful con. I know you are reading this. Have you learned nothing?

Good job!


I was kept awake all night as the shocks intensified until I began moving from my prone position. I can no longer talk about this to anyone, due to the discomfort it causes. It's like when I spent time removing the glass bits...no one wants to see that. But the one putting me on the street did at least acknowledge it was real. Now it's probably 'demons', like the shocks are. Whatever's easiest, I guess. Mind of Christ, mind of Christ, but can't figure out that the airport was hacked, and how it happened, nor why. In fact, she cannot figure how to record on the vcr...but I am supposed to listen to her talk about demons...

Isn't communication wonderful? See what a purposeful individual can do with a cell?

I guess this is the part that got me. Sis told mom that I turned all the lights off when she came home yesterday, after hacking my emails from starbucks. Sis knows that mom likes light, except when she doesn't like light, such as when someone else turned them on. As I recall, when she came home, it was still light out, and I was collapsed downstairs. Then, the Sun went down, and the room was dark. Mom came home 2 hours later. She actually handed her that story. Does that sound like fair play? I think the record will show that it was still light out when she came home, and I looked at her and knew it was true what I'd posted here. But sis knows how much mom likes light. So, why did she use that to frame me? Becase it worked. Any port in a storm.

Say...does your house blow, suck, leak?

I don't know...but I'll never eat off the spatula she took upstairs to clean up after her dog, and then said she'd brought it there because she was not cleaning up after her dog, but rather, because someone pooped downstairs, and she was on her way upstairs to wash her hands...

When mom asked me if I knew where the spatula was, I looked for it, and suggested it was probably used to clean up after sis's dog, and it was. Sis actually told her that it was not her dog, usually kept upstairs, that pooped, but one of the others, with a bad stool, and it was downstairs. (I have been housebreaking her two animals since she arrived with about 70 % success) So..why was the spatula upstairs? Because she was 'on her way to clean her hands...' but why not use the sink? Why use a spatula, when we have paint scrapers all over the place???

Please pray for my mother, she has lost her sense of judgment.

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