Originally posted by massexodus
Relax. I in no way wish this to be true to begin with. The dream just got strange and disturbing enough for me, that I felt it would be criminal not
to share it.
I put an age range on the girl of around 7 - 10, but my guess was she was about 9 or so.
Oh, and another reason I didn't immediately dismiss it, was because of a dream I had where I was warned of my death by the hands of my own brother if
I continued to behave toward him a certain way (the street life has turned him into a man possessed).
I don't want to derail your thread. Your 'telling' is triggering some feedback based on laterals in some of it's descriptions to my own
experience. So, I am going to blah blah for a while and hope you understand for what it is or not.
That, and the past weeks my solitary recovery from mind/social control has moved from gently coaxed and much appreciated (!) to waking up feeling like
I've spent the night having information extracted via elbow wrist and finger dislocations. Which only reminds me of what "I thought I saw" when "I
thought I saw" my new aquaintence alive a month after her disappearance, with her elbow broken back as if she had been kept somewhere alive and gone
through...something I don't have words for before she was publically excecuted on tape, in front of a large gathered crowd in the woods.
Massexodus, your dream girl reminds me of two people. One my former house mate; two Jennifer bastian of tacoma; murdered in 1986. The date of June
17th is a mixing of my 2 former house mates birthdays-one at July 17th one at June 7th. All three and myself identical to your description except for
Jennifer Bastian had almond hazel eyes. Though when I reported that I thought my step-dad and mom had done it and why (for the second time in 20
years) I recalled her eyes as blue, confusing her and her friend. I didn't know them very well. New aquintencies at the time.
I thought her mother might have been somewhat involved (sorry lady) because they always 'talk' about the investigation into looking for her killer,
but NEVER offer a photo of her to help anyone who might have been in the area on holiday to identify whether they crossed her path AND Jennifer seemed
concerned/skeptical about her mom (versus her dad) in a conversation about her parents preceeding her disappearance. But she wouldn't go into
detail.
Jennifer's killer has never been caught and they keep trying to pawn it off on everyone from pedophile cop "Harvey" to Adnam (what's his name, the
philipino and killer of ...forgot sorry, russian girl, also same description of blond-blue-7-10ish appearing).
The girl with a June 7th birthday, (now much older but trapped, as myself, in the years of trauma-the perpetual child), who matches your description
completely down to the 'you'll never get it anyway' attitude, is a non relative relative of MINE on a lifetime warning and hitlist if she ever
speaks: and this warning is by a boneman-and his bride.
I finally had to cut communication with her, because. Enabling theory. If she is not going to talk or help me talk I am not standing beside her,
because her programmed lies and diversions and policing of my access to police and everyone...
Ultra/Paperclip sort of stuff; even though I don't really know what those programs specifically entail on the bookwork end. Dry psychology. No
pendulum needed. On strangers and my two housemates-observationally; needles, sleep, food, love, education, speech, specifically ingested food
allergies, amonia treatments, and heat depravation on me.
They convinced me no one would believe-long minutes and hours of screaming this very thing in my face: and it's true, they wouldn't have; not quick
enough to act or get a full picture before one of us "ran away" or became "victim of the local killer."
I am always very suspicious when the news or trends speak of runaways or child disobiediance-because of what I've lived of the flip side. Because in
our house this tactic of "child blaming" was a farse to set up preemptive administrative attack on the child to cover-up any percieved forthcoming
information or revelation that worked to serve the continued hidden nature and operation of the underworld by enlisting the very public that has a
stated problem with such things.
I was always selfish to believe it was just us.
My double agent spy 'parent's' attempts at hypnotism were laughable and a visible frustration for them-at home. Autism gave me different pathways.
But on the public, at the border, in the hospitals, at the airports..very twilight zone: all the way to the top.
Much of it is very..
We 2 weren't very good Manchurian candidates (if that is the right word for trying to make a person kill a person). You'd have better luck getting a
dog to climb a tree. But it would appear so. There were lots of killings. Evidence planted.
News of the murder of this housemate I speak of, would not surprise me. Last year more cat mutilations in her area, which was always his/their key
reminder/example to silence/rattle her.
I expect both my housemates to be knocked off any day now, rather, it would not surprise me. This sounds crass, but it is just the hopelessness of the
fact of the situation. As well as myself...for things we know that would clear or clarify the government of some (many) of the charges and
conspiracies-for our viewpoint on things relating to bombings, serial killings, biowarefare, intrusions, double agentry, the media, the war on drugs
and the traffiking in humans for clean or faulty purposes, extortion and retailiation in entertainment-sports-and politics; cosmic top secret (gawd
the name). Sounds like CIA, yes?
no...
So.... your dream makes me think of her. And I can't help her. Nor will I beyond my missives, as her 'programming's' first string reads, "(EYES
GLAZE OVER); Acknowledge non specifically. Change the subject. And when that doesn't work pout thy lips, throw a temper tantrum--then run off and cry
about the hopelessness of the facts":
Who knows. Maybe my being skinned alive is her percieved example.
So, not that your dream has anything to do with my toe head preteens. But I'll entertain going on with my subsequent train of thought. (I am nervous
by the way, my morning image a signature line of 'boneman' near me and my perception--had to run to the radio for noise)
Blond girl: 'It wasn't my parents-it was the bone man'