By: Anonymous
Much of the knowledge I have of the nature of US intelligence employment of paranormal assets is limited to the department I was in. I wasn't an
administrator, but an employee focused on my work. My abilities defined the department in which I worked, which was Remote Viewing. Though I'm not
keen on speculation, I know of one other operational department, which was Global Consciousness, or GC.
GC and RV worked closely together, though the coordination of the groups was overseen by a small staff of directors. There was also an Internal
Affairs group that enforced the security clauses and agreements under which we worked. They had their own paranormal assets. As typical with any
hierarchal structure, IS assets were drawn from the frontline assets of RV and GC who had proven trustworthy. Pay and benefits were considerably
higher than what I received, and what I received was generous. Of course, psychological profiling and observation of assets was conducted so that
egomaniacs would not eventually comprimise the department by writing a tell-all book about the affairs and trying to gain fame and fortune and New-Age
worshippers.
Employment in RV was more sporadic than in GC. GC worked continually in three shifts, 24 hours a day, seven days a week, all year long. They are a
monitoring unit. RV is more of a response unit that works on demand, or in response to GC. The building that housed all the paranormal assets looked
like any other high-tech office building in California. Dress for work was business casual, and dress code was enforced even among the, um,
'creative' types that worked there. Though some administraters were worried this could have a negative psychological effect on the assets and
reduce their performance, the place was a function of the US government.
As I said, the unit was departmentalized. Friendships with people outside your department weren't permitted, though acquaintenceship is a better was
to describe our relations. Intra and inter-departmental dating and fraternization rules were enforced. They were similar to the rules we had in the
military about relationships that crossed the chain of command, except these rules extended horizontally as well as vertically. Though we had a
common lunch room, the discussions there were never about shop. One of the reasons my wife and I left our employment there is because we wanted to
take our relationship to a level that was not permitted as long as we were employed there.
Though RV was the 'on-demand' unit, and sometimes demand was non-existent, I had to maintain a minimum amount of RV activity per week simply to meet
department standards. Even though my superiors gave me very high ratings for my abilities, I was not interested in furthering my career at the
department, which would have required me to be a salaried employee who works there full time. I was going to school, and employment as an asset was
providing me with that opportunity. My superiors knew about this and I never once ever withheld a secret or a motive from them. Some of the
paranormal assets who worked for IA were what we later termed truthsayers. While public confidence in truthsayers remains low, IA had total faith in
their accuracy.
A lie detector can be beaten but a truthsayer cannot be beaten. IA never once employed a lie detector during my screening process for employment or
during the random interviews conducted to check if I was abiding by my non-disclosure agreements. What they did use was a retirement-aged lady who
looked and dressed like a librarian, or her in conjunction with a much younger female. The truthsayer sat with the interviewer and never took her
eyes off me. Falsehoods can be stated by an individual without that individual knowing it's false, either through an unconscious protective method
or failure to accurately recall memorized information. During my initial screening process, which took several interviews, I told several falsehoods
unconsciously when asked questions about early family life and some very personal information. When I told these, the truthsayer would give a barely
perceptible nod or adjust her posture, at which time the interviewer would ask me to think about the statement I'd just made. The truthsayer's
perception of unconsious falsehoods forced me to face some very difficult facts which drudged up completely repressed emotions.
The day-to-day operations of RV and GC had many similarities. RV had part-timers like myself and full-timers who manned shifts. The part-timers
liked myself were employed to check the veracity of full-time results. Any group can develop ingrained weakness and self-supporting delusions,
especially in the world of RV, where observations can be influenced by the will of the observer due to the quantum nature involved. Our methods for
RV'ing were a combination of learned and trained techniques, and while the tools we used were not mandated, their usefulness was unquestionable. We
used sensory deprivation tanks to facilitate the mind-body disassociation. GC used these as well. If you've ever seen the movie "Minority Report"
there are similarities to the structure of the operational departments - paranormal assets using sensory deprivation to enhance their abilities, and
intelligence experts monitoring the assets and using the data.
My first use of sensory deprivation tanks came in my RV training classes. Of course, sensory deprivation had been employed by me before, but with the
benefits of the US government funding the systems, there is no comparison between laying in a sleeping bag or a bed in a quiet environment, and lying
supine in a soundproof, lightproof, horizontal tank on about 10 inches of saline solution. The SDTs were manufactured by an internationally
recognized medical equipment company and came in a few different models. They were perfectly sterile and the solution temperature was matched to the
natural body temperature of the individual using it. They also had air temperature and humidity controls. The temperature of the air and water would
change to match the biorhythms of the individual using it to maintain maximum sensory deprivation. In deep relaxation, the body tends to cool down.
Much of the formal training I recieved concerned biofeedback-learned methods of quickly putting my body to sleep while maintaining consciousness.
Eventually I got to the point that I could perform four quick inhalations, and then a long exhalation. By the time I completely exhaled, I was at the
maximum point of relaxation my mind and body could achieve. The lucidity of the astral consciousness when the body and mind are fully asleep in a
completely sensory deprived environment is nothing short of phenomenal. However, this can fool people into believing they are objectively witnessing
things that are not objective. As I stated before, the astral experience is quasi-objective, quasi-subjective. Much of my work was performed to
provide objective comparison to stated results of the full-timers. Other functions of my work were basically fill-in for full time vacancies from
illness or vacation, or to help out when demand was extremely high.
A lot of the rest of the training concentrated on helping us learn how the human mind unconsciously deals with emotions. The goal was to train people
who were conscious of how they were responding and feeling to social stimuli and personal relations. This was also a screening process to weed out
people who are looking to develop their psychic abilities as a means of self-differentiation to feed a starving ego. I still love the phrase "You
are not an individual little snowflake" from the movie "Fight Club," because it's identical to what our counselor said over, and over.
Paranormal assets are not using abilities that make them real-life X-Men, and are imminently replaceable. Everyone has the ability to disassociate
their consciousness from their mind and body. While certain physiological brain configurations seem to be a factor, motivation and correct
application of technique are the biggest factors for developing ability. Physiological brain configurations are also a factor in low-self confidence,
high self-confidence, imagination, aggression, intelligence, and just about every other personal identity trait, just as is environment and
upbringing. Just look at athletes, some are naturals, and others like Larry Bird who are somewhat physically ungainly but practice until the point
they transcend physical limitations. Despite predisposition, all have to work to be great.
Though I personally have always had an interest in the paranormal and as I said previously can remember birth, time in utero, and parts of my previous
life, I also lack traits I admire in other people.
The third portion of the training concentrated on RV technique. My self-training concentrated on the popularly-termed 'astral projection.' I was
to learn that the two are not synonymous, but differ in many ways. The people in the New-Age crowd selling themselves are telling people 'you can be
special if you learn my special technique.' They are full of #. The US doesn't have to provide disinfo about its use of the paranormal because
there are more than enough independent snake-oil sellers doing that on their own.
Operations or training operations were never defined. I still have no definitive idea what the value of my observations was. The only thing my
superiors told me was whether or not I was doing a good job, and sometimes they told me I was doing a good job when I thought I was doing terrible,
and vice versa. I learned to not 'think' but to observe and only observe.
When I'd check into work, security was progressive. At first you have the reception area which identified the building as that belonging to a
financial analysis group, and the first floor of the building did in fact contain the offices of a financial analysis group, albeit one that analysed
finances for US intelligence! Our operations department was located in the sub-levels of the facility, and our administrators, training offices, etc.
were located on the second floor.
When I'd go into work I'd go to the cellar, as it was called, through the elevator. Access to the cellar was controlled by building security who
physically recognized assets through a closed-circuit video camera. Once you reached the cellar, to get into operations you performed another retina
scan at the same time that you placed your right palm on an palm scanner. This was besides the security guard physically recognizing you.
The only door I ever entered in the cellar was to my department through magnetic keycard. The doors were all labelled simply with numbers and I never
asked anyone what the numbers meant, though I eventually learned which one housed GC. The RV department had its own locker rooms, showers,
recreational area, smoking room, and of course the operations room. Typically, when I showed up for work, I met with my department counselor for a
mandatory chit-chat. Then, if operations didn't need me just yet, I'd wait in the rec room and read, browse the net, watch the tube, whatever.
When it came time to perform, I'd change into a speedo, shower up, and go to the SDT in robe and flip-flops and a swim cap. There was a control desk
at which the RV operators sat at their computers with two-way equipment that could communicate with the assets in the SDTs, and phones to send info to
administrators.
The equipment I brought into the tank besides a speedo and a swim cap was a dry marker stylus. The SDT opens like an oven and there's red light on
inside. An operator helps you in if you need. You grab the handle on the top inside of the hatch and go in feet-first. The operator puts an ECG
sticky on you so. Then he'd secure the hatch and you'd check in with the operators through two-way commo setup. They also had a thermal camera for
use by the operators. Human bodies sometimes do freaky stuff in the SDTs and when you're outside them you can hear people sometimes laughing,
crying, or talking when they lose control and fall into delusional states. Operators would just wake them up. It happened to me a few times and I
onced watched the thermal camera replay of myself carrying on a one-sided conversation with my father and talking like a three-year old.
Controls for the tank were to your upper right behind a panel and included the tank light controls and a small TV screen through which you could see
your operator while talking to him or her, or the operator could show you information relating to your mission.
Typically, I'd crawl in and get setup, and then talk to the operator. He'd flash grid coordinates on the screen and I'd jot them down on my stylus
a few times as a mneumonic method. The marker and eraser attached to the stylus with velcro strips. The stylus had a magnetic backing and I'd put
it on the tank roof. I didn't always recieve just coordinats, but also time references, none of which surpassed 'one month from now, forward,' or
'one month from now, behind.' Then I'd turn off the tank lights and it was go time.
After putting my mind and body to sleep and entering the state of 'deep' I mentioned earlier (though SDT deep is a whole different state, much
deeper than normally attainable) I would float up out of the SDT just to confirm I was in the astral plane, and make sure I hadn't fallen asleep and
was truly dreaming, which I've done before. This is conducted by asking myself "Am I dreaming?" and trying to manipulate the environment by
phsycially moving the plastic blocks that were placed on top of SDTs for this reason alone. It was a trained technique. If my hand passed through
them despite concentrating on moving them, then yes, I was in the astral state.
It was here in the control room that I first ran into the astral form of a paranormal employee in IA. But more on that another time.
Once I was in the astral plane, I would then will myself to the coordinates I'd memorized. The total disassociation provided by the SDTs allows you
to witness things in much better clarity. Earlier I mentioned that my experience as a photographic interperator helped me later. It wasn't because
I was good at identifying weapons systems, though, it mostly was because of the security clearances I had been granted. When you RV, you do not
interperate anything. What you do is observe. Whenever you think you are witnessing something you recognize, you dispell recognition and mental
process and simply witness.
The things I witnessed were hilarious, mundane, scary, or interesting. My first missions were very mundane, mostly just benchmarks, I'd say. Then
things picked up.
What I would do is as soon as I returned to my body and pulled myself back awake (there were some difficulties with this due to the SDTs, more on that
later) was open coms with the operators and grab my stylus from the roof. There were usually more assets operating than operators to coordinate with
so I might be put on hold. If that was the case I'd immediately write down my observations and sketches on my stylus. When describing things to the
operators I'd draw them on the stylus. If the mission was over, I'd evacuate the tank and immediately start describing my observations to one of
the artists, whose talents were so good their renderings looked like drawings straight from my memory. The artists worked between departments and we
didn't talk much about anything but my observations.
The reason US intelligence is interested in RV'ing is the ability to surpass time and space and view that which can be hidden by conventional means.
Accuracy of RV is more in doubt among the population than it is in the intell community associated with the phenomena.
The things I witnessed ranged from the mundane, such as public places and landmarks, to bedroom scenes involving people of interest, to military
weaponry. The most terrifying things I witnessed was the physical and mental torture of men, women, and children.
I will try to get more information about the GC department, but the essentials that I know of are that it contained assets who did not RV, but were
capable of monitoring the psychic soundboard of the world, and could alert the administrators to specific events, which were then reconnoitered by the
RV'ers.
[edit on 25-9-2004 by taibunsuu]