INCOMING
What we're dealing with here is the fundamental force in charge of the whole shebang.
My theory, after six years of the most profound illness, begins with Tesla. We all know he used the aether to transmit power and I believe it is
through this same aether that we are controlled. It is an electromagnetic medium that we have yet to take advantage of in the civilian world, but has
likely been used by the military for some time.
It was the government, after all, that scooped up all Tesla's papers and research after he died, and they descended upon his little hotel room in
record time when they did.
Now, based on my experience, there is no free will. We are puppets in a theatre manipulated by unseen hands. We are occupied by this unseen force and
the action is normally invisible to us, but sometimes the curtain is pulled back and the "master" reveals itself.
I say "itself" because I don't believe this entity is sexed. It just IS. I have not yet determined if there is more than one such entity.
Currently, I suspect it is one entity playing multiple roles in this "production".
I do not class it as a God or gods because I do not believe it merits such a positive title. It is, in fact, far from benevolent, as evidenced by its
failure to 1) make an appearance in defense of itself, and 2) intervene in the affairs of men to make right what is wrong.
That aside, it is a master engineer who, having constructed its universe, observes its creation from a distance while occasionally tweaking the
scenario via the aether, which we still do not remotely understand.
Now, the brain is an electromagnetic device. We don't really understand it despite the fact that we've been playing with it for years. We don't
even understand how "the wet stuff" can possibly translate into all the things that are a thinking human being.
May I suggest that it is a biological interface accessed via the electromagnetic aether in the same fashion that Tesla produced energy using the very
same medium? May I suggest that this is why Ed Leedskalnin said that if we knew the secret to endless power that we'd destroy civilization?
Tesla nearly brought down a building in, I believe, New York with a small handheld device that operated using only the aether and whatever was in the
box. He tapped into the universal computer in the early 20th century with his experiments and was poo-pooed for it.
Where is this all leading? Right back to the thing that controls us, the thing that we perceive as targeting individuals or gangstalking. Only this
entity and its use of the aether all around us can explain how so many men and women are victimized at the same time. Government doesn't have that
kind of manpower and neither do groups that are smaller than government.
That leaves an all-encompassing, sentient creature, not a God/gods as we know them, but a director who pulls all the strings in a vast production of
its own design. It is a director that can, through the controlling interface of your brain and its aether, whisper in your ear, touch your shoulder,
make you smell the burn of hell, and compel you to do its bidding.
I suggest that the actions of you and me and everyone around us are choreographed by it to its own purposes and not our own. It speaks to us through
each of us, although we are not always tuned to its frequency, so we do not perceive its direction, but rather act on it as if it is our own free
will.
We are in THE play of the cosmos - one director, one set, many actors, puppets of the director like arms of an endless octopus.
I have interacted with this director. It told me to keep a journal when I was sick. This directive was delivered through the person of my mother, a
hostile who would never say such a thing to me of her own accord. The entity in occupation of her was so apparent I was stunned to silence.
It sometimes dons us as a meat suit to manipulate others as it manipulated me, then peels itself away like a ghost.
It is always present in synchronicity. I believe synchronicity is proof that the script is rolling out as written, a type of error correction built
into the system to alert those who are "in the know" that a desired benchmark has been reached.
For me, synchronicity happens several times per day, like clockwork, as they say. To me, it is confirmation that I am precisely where I need to be,
confirmation that the director is here manipulating the scene.
Shakespeare was one person "in the know". It could not have been otherwise.
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts . . . "
Who else but the director could encourage so many to its own purposes?
Are there Targeted Individuals? Yes. I am one and I have seen behind the curtain, and still do. The network is vast and well-coordinated, the script
written at light speed. The director? Malevolent.
I'm tired. More to follow as I'm up to it.
Questions?