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The article “steering a shark” — through “electrical stimulation of the brain” prompts me to get some notes together for a short story about ‘Steering’ …
notafreemason said
[Ch.1 The puppet master always leaves without paying the bill.]
It started as an argument with my father, in a restaurant. The event is etched in my memory, not for the argument itself but for how it got started and who was craftily using technology to drive the argument forward. Non consensual communication is the phrase used in law books. Only later, when I read this US military document did I fully understood what had caused the argument that day.
“Electromagnetic energy sources, the output of which can be pulsed, shaped, and focused, that can couple with the human body in a fashion that will allow one to prevent voluntary muscular movements, control emotions (and thus actions), produce sleep, transmit suggestions, interfere with both short-term and long-term memory, produce an experience set, and delete an experience set.” (New World Vistas, Air and Space Power for the 21st Century, 1996 pp.89-90)
The ‘It’ of interest to me and the cause of our argument was the technology of Mind control. Documents I read later, including Controlling the Human Mind by Dr. Nick Begich and Bluebird by Dr. Colin Ross illustrated a history of more than 50 years work on the ‘craft’ of hijacking the human mind.
Everyone seemed so friendly to start with. “It’s not us Simon, for we are but humble storekeepers”. However, the flavor changed on that fateful day when I left the offices of a leading UK retailer with the words “you are either with us or against us” ringing in my ears.
That was before the fact. After the fact, They have a well tested method of dealing with this kind of thing. Deny every thing, use ‘Active Denial’ > “SO WHAT, we were just having a laugh … not as if ??? broke the law” “Stalking, Harassment, and Murder in the Workplace” was still seven months from publication. My father, a well read man, was probably mindful of a phrase from ‘Light on Masonry’.
Masons are sworn to “persecute unto death anyone who violates Masonic obligation”.
The cause of the ‘trouble’ at The John Lewis Partnership had seemed innocent enough. A rude comment concerning colorful sexual references made in the smoking room by some joker called Roy. However, I believe the reason they worked so hard to cover up his defamatory and libelous comments, was not this conversation at all.
Frank Mcevoy had a loose mouth, and he had blabbed in the smoking room about a Masonic meeting he had attended. A colleague had asked him how the meeting went. ‘There were some really important people there’, he said in a slightly hushed and sinister Glaswegian tone.’Something big is going to happen’ … ‘We don’t know what yet’ … ‘The Freemasons are going to take over the world next year’. Everyone present took his comment with a pinch of salt at the time.
The oath of persecution may not be taken as lightly as some may have you believe.
California history professor, Kathryn Olmstead has shone some light on the events surrounding the death of Frank Olson. In 1953, Olson, a key member of the CIA’s brainwashing programme MKULTRA, “plunged” from a New York hotel window. The documents uncovered by Professor Olmstead indicate that Dick Cheney and Donald Rumsfeld were later, in the 1970’s, given the task of covering up the details of Frank Olson’s death. Having now read the spec for “Air and Space Power for the 21st Century”, I could see why they would want to keep quiet about it, even with what they had achieved with 1970’s technology.
“You must conceal all crimes of your brother Masons…and should you be summoned as a witness against a brother Mason be always sure to shield him”.
Handbook of Masonry, page 183
The main course had arrived, and I started uttering a few oaths of my own. A conversation under the influence of pulsed, shaped energy sources can be quite a beast. A good analogy is to describe it with the old adage of drug driven delusion, ‘monkey for your back’. Binaural beats were the world’s first ‘digital’ drug, discovered in 1839. They achieve efficacy and leave NO trace.
My agent, Caroline, would understand. She knew the reason why I had been targeted in the first place.
At lunch after the initial interview she told me , that was the most amazing interview I have ever seen. It was like you knew what question they were going to ask you next … I am psychic.
A more dramatic example of Psychic pre cognition was demonstrated with my previous employer, the consulting firm, at that time know as ‘DNS IT Consultants’.
I will never forget the look on the Guy’s face. He was the Technical manager. I had just popped round to try and install a mail server. Completeley out of the Blue, I turned round to him and said “I LOVE YOU” … this is bugging the hell out of me … but I keep hearing the phrase “I LOVE YOU”. Understandably, Guy retreated to his office and shut the door. However, six weeks later the front page of the NEWSPAPER carried the headline “Love BUG … “I LOVE YOU” computer virus costs industry US$10 BILLION.
A short while before this I had learnt about ‘Green Bloods’ … ‘They’re special, said my boss one day in a slightly hushed tone … they … they … well let’s just say they have some slightly ODD habits’
My father had paused for thought, so my mother leapt into the conversation; they were relentless, like ‘Bamby and Thumper’ from a Bond movie. “Promise me Simon, please don’t complain to the Police again. Promise me you won’t go to the Police station again” …
Never was the phrase between a rock and a hard place more appropriate, than when applied to the psychic ‘whom’ should I tell dilemma.
The official policy of the Police and Mi5 is that information from a psychic source presents “No intelligence value”.
An example illustrates this issue. On 20 July 2006, I started work on a remote viewing project. It was a ‘tip off – warning’ ; the first phrase was “747-100 inbound Jamaica”, I look it up and find that Air Jamaica don’t operate this type of aircraft, they operate 777.
Next I follow a link to ’sports drinks’ and then hair products – peroxide based. The next clue is “reputable supplier hit hard – (religious)” a link between Mogadishu and Haiti – missing missionary Atlanta – Al Qaeda committal. I start trying to search on the internet for ‘Heathrow’ and religious dispute.
Very little information, and with access to ONLY publicly available news sources, difficult to check. However, the following month, it became public knowledge that Mi5 had foiled a plot to commit terror acts, using peroxide based chemicals on Trans Atlantic flights. They weren’t planning to fly from Jamaica, as far as I know, but it did still seem somewhat significant.
I hope that some time before the middle of the century I will be able to wade through official records of these events at the record office in Kew.
While I’m at the records office, it will also be of interest to see if my application to join the Police Force, submitted in February 2000, is still on record.
[Knock, knock] … A look of incredulity appears on Dr. Hobbs face … so, let me just get this straight. You went to the Police station to report that:-
- Someone had drugged your drink;
- Harassment at work, both hearing comments in your head without someone actually speaking to you and threatening conversations between co-workers within earshot e.g. discussing the cost of ‘hiring a contract killer’
- Complete stranger’s following you around; you describe this as “Street Theatre”
- You receive an email containing an encrypted spreadsheet extolling the virtues of the Police service as a career, featuring Bay Watch style graphics.
While at Kingston Police station, you hear:
A Female officer laughing in the Duty area and using the phrase “we couldn’t afford his wages”
And this results in you receiving an invitation to attend an interview in London, near Regents Park to join the Police Service ….
Having scribbled feverishly on my medical notes, and after a short phone call, my doctor had the prescription ready: – … the Priory… or Epsom
- ? How long for, I enquired rather nervously?
THREE WEEKS! And you have to go immediately, this evening…
I couldn’t have been more shocked if he had opened the draw and slapped me with a wet kipper.
I hesitated. I’d just like to think this over if you don’t mind. I already had several close scrapes with electricity as a child, and I didn’t want to have any more.
I left his office, rather more quickly than I had arrived and headed directly to the Travel agent in Kingston, where my former Girlfriend Linda worked.
Hello Linda, I’d like a flight to California, please. LA will be fine.
… Now Simon, have you got any accommodation booked already?, Linda inquired, rather suspiciously.
I obviously had the haunted look of a hunted man.
California can get very busy at this time of year, she informed me.
I gave her a look, that look that says, “I can take my business elsewhere, you know”
Her fingers tapped efficiently on the keyboard … will you be taking out the additional insurance?.
Bless, I was being chased by the Grim reaper himself, or so it felt, and she still had the presence of mind to collect her commission.
The following day I prepared to leave for America.
spellchecker said
[Ch.2 Breakfast in America]
The newspaper at the Airport summed it all up. June 17, 2000 – Betrayed, by the man who sold his soul for a banana; it’s about corruption in Cricket and references a turbulent century of tribal hatred and mistrust, of the terrorism and secret police. The opening paragraph reads:-
AS HE TOOK the stand to read his wretched testimony, he barely dared to look up…
I knew how he felt as I cast my mind back over the extraordinary events of the previous six months.
This was my second trip to America in TWO months. I had been in Los Gatos and Las Vegas for a Batchelor party, March 28 to April 02. Unfortunately, I was present in name only, absent from most of the festivities. The reason I ended up spending so much time in my room, can be explained by some information the Police in the UK had gathered while spying on my house.
The Police in Kingston had got some information from me that subsequently proves to be very interesting.
.. It was a clear night sky, so I stepped onto my porch to look at the stars for a few minutes.
I extinguished the cigarette in my hand and stepped back inside, closed the door and said
“The ANSWER is in LAS VEGAS “… I now knew where to look, but at this stage I didn’t know exactly “What it was that I was looking for”.
The next piece of information was written at my desk.
3220 Old Lee Hwy
Fairfax
VA
22030
United States
I looked up the address on the internet. In particular I was looking at a Video Store. The following was said … “if you stand there on September 11 2001 you’ll see something very interesting”.
I then saved the address in the contact details of my Bigfoot email account.
The address is very close to the Army Navy Country Club in Washington DC.
The ANCC is located 19.25 kilometers from the Pentagon.
The ANCC is a golf club with a mission statement:
“…provide, at moderate expense, recreational facilities at, or near, the National Capital for, and to promote social intercourse among those citizens, military and civilian, who are bound together by the fraternal and patriotic spirit of serving the best interests and efficiency of the National Defense.”
I wonder if it was a PNAC member who dreamt up the number system for the tees at ANCC. They are not numbered 1 to 18, but seem to use a system of colored False Flags.
I strongly suspect that something a lot larger than a golf ball was launched by someone down the fairway of White/Blue Gold (M), on September 11, 2001
This is not the only Army Navy Country Club in Washington. There is another one much closer to the Pentagon at 1700 Army Navy Dr, Arlington, VA, 22202. If you look just over to the right of the club you will see ‘ S Hayes Street ‘ , it leads to the Pentagon access Road.
However, the UAV was delivered on 9/11 in a truck, (the size of a coca-cola delivery truck) to the ANCC on 3315 Old Lee Highway.
There is a history of this type of activity, outlined in The Strange Death of David Kelly:
1953 – Operation Ajax by the United States and the UK to overthrow the regime in Iran led by Dr Mohammed Mossadeq. The tactics employed in Operation Ajax were to carry out acts of terror and blame them on Mossadeq. “These included attacking a mosque, machine-gunning civilians and distributing phoney handbills”
1962 – Operation Northwoods. The United States planned terrorist-type activity to provoke a war with Cuba. The ‘cover and deception plan’ included:
– blowing up a US ship in Guantanamo Bay and blaming Cuba.
– sinking a boat load of Cubans on the way to Florida.
– Exploding plastic bombs in carefully chosen spots.
– Causing the destruction of a US plane in the air.
1967 – During the ‘Six Day War’, The CIA intelligence ship Liberty was bombed by unmarked Israeli planes. The attack was ordered by President Lyndon Johnson. It was designed to look like an Egyptian attack, thus giving the United States a pretext to enter the war. This was only averted when a Soviet spy ship appeared on the scene.
[The strange Death of Dr. David Kelly, by Norman Baker MP. preface xiii - xv]
……
While in Las Vegas, in a hotel room at the Luxor the following event took place. The TV news was running a story about Osama Bin Laden. The voice to skull, presumably from someone just in the next room asked me, ‘will you go there and look for him’ ? a question designed to test what I knew. I picked up the phonebook and started turning to the section starting with the letter ‘F’. … F was for Flight School. I put the phonebook down, walked over to the window and said “They’re F#cking here in Vegas”.
I went back to bed for a lie down. I had quite a snooze. When I woke, there was a small spot of blood on the left side of the pillow. It was only some time later that I realised someone had implanted a biochip.
It had perhaps been a bad omen when we checked in, thirteenth floor in the annexe. Then I got a room on the sixth floor in the pyramid. Lucky me.
On departure from LAS VEGAS I had a rather unusual experience at the airport. I was agonising over what to do about the information I had just imparted in the Luxor. It was time for the plane to leave. I was standing in the middle of the concourse. I could see my friends rushing around looking for me. I was stood right there, but nobody seemed to see me. In the corner, there was was a phone. There was a sign above the phone. It said something like ‘FBI – Report any suspicious sightings here’.
I headed for the sports bar in the middle of the concourse. What to do? If I said anything, I would most likely get detained under the mental health act, either in America, or when I got back to the UK. I decided to get the next plane, and catch up with my friends.
The only problem was, they had been on the last direct plane to our homeward destination for that day. So I got a plane to a near by airport. I then had a very fast taxi ride, and during this ride I knew I had made the right decision about should I stay or should I go. Voice to skull reached me in the back of the cab. A threat. “Don’t turn round or I’ll shoot your f#king head off .. [and] do not come back”. Voice to skull or V2k as it is known, was still quite new to me, and I was terrified, as I suspect was the taxi driver.
[ evidently, it was a problem they were going to deal with in their OWN way ]
Little surprise then that a couple of months later I felt a bit nervous as I stood in Line at LAX passport control.