I was very happy to see Jesse take on this subject on his show "Conspiracy Theory" Monday night. Note that what they are talking about at around 5 min. into this video appears very much to be this technology demonstrated here: A gun that gags you
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Friday, December 14, 2012
Step out of the crowd!
Here are some wonderful examples of people stepping out of the crowd to make a difference:
[You may remember my previous postings on the remarkable efforts of two wonderful ladies on a journey to disseminate information about what really happened on 9-11-01. You'll be glad to know they both made it to the East Coast, though they split up somewhere in the Midwest. This is a story about Rena's journey.]
Rider With a Cause: Islander Takes Journey for Truth
"[Johnny Barnes] is a Bermuda native found waving to passing traffic at the Foot of the Lane roundabout in Hamilton, Bermuda, from roughly 3:45 am to 10 am, every workday, rain or shine. A Bermuda institution mentioned in several guidebooks and profiled in a documentary film, he is known for waving and saying 'I love you, God loves you,' to passing commuters during the morning rush hour into Hamilton. Due to the unique layout of the island and its roads, nearly all drivers at rush hour coming from the western and southern areas of the island pass Barnes at the roundabout."
Hallelujah chorus flash mob
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! :)
[You may remember my previous postings on the remarkable efforts of two wonderful ladies on a journey to disseminate information about what really happened on 9-11-01. You'll be glad to know they both made it to the East Coast, though they split up somewhere in the Midwest. This is a story about Rena's journey.]
Rider With a Cause: Islander Takes Journey for Truth
"[Johnny Barnes] is a Bermuda native found waving to passing traffic at the Foot of the Lane roundabout in Hamilton, Bermuda, from roughly 3:45 am to 10 am, every workday, rain or shine. A Bermuda institution mentioned in several guidebooks and profiled in a documentary film, he is known for waving and saying 'I love you, God loves you,' to passing commuters during the morning rush hour into Hamilton. Due to the unique layout of the island and its roads, nearly all drivers at rush hour coming from the western and southern areas of the island pass Barnes at the roundabout."
Hallelujah chorus flash mob
MERRY CHRISTMAS!!! :)
Thursday, December 13, 2012
Is this stuff even for *real*?
Every once in a while (not nearly often enough, but still, more than most people) I have the good sense to step back and take an overview of "the big picture." What's going on in the world right now is really nutty. The news and information I've been getting from alternate news sources is even nuttier. If you would have told me 15 years ago I'd be worried about Satanists trying to take over the world and kill off about 95% of the population, I would have been very concerned about my future sanity. But after years of study and looking at the hard, cold, and perfectly available facts, that's pretty much what indicators are pointing to.
Look, Satanists are real. They themselves admit it and instead of being shunned for their anti-life, anti-human way of thinking, they end up at high levels of power and influence. They've developed stunning and provable connections with what we perceive to be the most powerful people on Earth. People aren't promoted for merit or talent, in fact I've noticed many people with those qualities seem to have been deliberately suppressed.
Instead what you see are people at the highest centers of power who are absolutely the least qualified to be there -- like page sexual harasser Mark Foley, who was chairman of the House Caucus on Missing and Exploited Children. You have celebrities who are absolutely the least qualified to be examples to our children on how to behave, and yet they are constantly kept in the public eye, while stories of truly decent people are marginalized and suppressed.
There is something really wrong going on here. It's pervaded not only our government but our entire culture. There are some really horrible people in the world and their connections to the people who make our laws and control our money are undeniable. Yeah, this shit's for real.
So what are we going to do about it? Are we just going to sit back and take it? I say, "no way!" I perceive there is an opposing force to these demons that is much more powerful, which resonates with all decent, loving people. It manifests itself through these same people, but it requires our awareness and willingness to do so. Let us strive to become more aware, spread that awareness, and exercise our will to say "no" to the very real monsters who threaten us.
Look, Satanists are real. They themselves admit it and instead of being shunned for their anti-life, anti-human way of thinking, they end up at high levels of power and influence. They've developed stunning and provable connections with what we perceive to be the most powerful people on Earth. People aren't promoted for merit or talent, in fact I've noticed many people with those qualities seem to have been deliberately suppressed.
Instead what you see are people at the highest centers of power who are absolutely the least qualified to be there -- like page sexual harasser Mark Foley, who was chairman of the House Caucus on Missing and Exploited Children. You have celebrities who are absolutely the least qualified to be examples to our children on how to behave, and yet they are constantly kept in the public eye, while stories of truly decent people are marginalized and suppressed.
There is something really wrong going on here. It's pervaded not only our government but our entire culture. There are some really horrible people in the world and their connections to the people who make our laws and control our money are undeniable. Yeah, this shit's for real.
So what are we going to do about it? Are we just going to sit back and take it? I say, "no way!" I perceive there is an opposing force to these demons that is much more powerful, which resonates with all decent, loving people. It manifests itself through these same people, but it requires our awareness and willingness to do so. Let us strive to become more aware, spread that awareness, and exercise our will to say "no" to the very real monsters who threaten us.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Voting for lizards
“It comes from a very ancient democracy, you see..."
"You mean, it comes from a world of lizards?"
"No,” said Ford…”nothing so simple. Nothing anything like so straightforward. On its world, the people are people. The leaders are lizards. The people hate the lizards and the lizards rule the people."
"Odd," said Arthur, "I thought you said it was a democracy."
"I did," said Ford. "It is."
"So," said Arthur, hoping he wasn't sounding ridiculously obtuse, "why don't people get rid of the lizards?"
"It honestly doesn't occur to them," said Ford. "They've all got the vote, so they all pretty much assume that the government they've voted in more or less approximates to the government they want."
"You mean they actually vote for the lizards?"
"Oh yes," said Ford with a shrug, "of course."
"But," said Arthur, going for the big one again, "why?"
"Because if they didn't vote for a lizard," said Ford, "the wrong lizard might get in. Got any gin?"
"What?"
"I said," said Ford, with an increasing air of urgency creeping into his voice, "have you got any gin?"
"I'll look. Tell me about the lizards."
Ford shrugged again.
"Some people say that the lizards are the best thing that ever happened to them," he said. "They're completely wrong of course, completely and utterly wrong, but someone's got to say it.”
― Douglas Adams, So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish
[h/t: Cindy Sheehan. If you've never read Douglas Adams's trilogy (beginning with the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy) I highly recommend it.]
"You mean, it comes from a world of lizards?"
"No,” said Ford…”nothing so simple. Nothing anything like so straightforward. On its world, the people are people. The leaders are lizards. The people hate the lizards and the lizards rule the people."
"Odd," said Arthur, "I thought you said it was a democracy."
"I did," said Ford. "It is."
"So," said Arthur, hoping he wasn't sounding ridiculously obtuse, "why don't people get rid of the lizards?"
"It honestly doesn't occur to them," said Ford. "They've all got the vote, so they all pretty much assume that the government they've voted in more or less approximates to the government they want."
"You mean they actually vote for the lizards?"
"Oh yes," said Ford with a shrug, "of course."
"But," said Arthur, going for the big one again, "why?"
"Because if they didn't vote for a lizard," said Ford, "the wrong lizard might get in. Got any gin?"
"What?"
"I said," said Ford, with an increasing air of urgency creeping into his voice, "have you got any gin?"
"I'll look. Tell me about the lizards."
Ford shrugged again.
"Some people say that the lizards are the best thing that ever happened to them," he said. "They're completely wrong of course, completely and utterly wrong, but someone's got to say it.”
― Douglas Adams, So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish
[h/t: Cindy Sheehan. If you've never read Douglas Adams's trilogy (beginning with the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy) I highly recommend it.]
Saturday, December 8, 2012
What is chi? What can you do with it?
Chi can be a difficult concept for modern Westerners, because most people can't see or hear it. I'm sure most people can feel it though. I know I can. Star Wars fans might recognize it as "the Force." Yogis, martial artists, and Eastern healers are intimately familiar with it as "prana" (Sanskrit), "qi" (Chinese), or "ki" (Japanese). Dr. Wilhelm Reich called it "orgone." It's the life force that animates all things. The following video clip gives you an idea of the types of things a true master of chi can do.
Guess what? You can actually break up clouds, smog and other ominous things by using chi. If you've ever seen the movie "the Fisher King" you may remember Robin Williams and Jeff Bridges doing this in Central Park (but you don't have to be naked to do it!). My recommendation is to study as much as you can about chi. Modern day weapons are using artificial means to manipulate this force. But this force is intelligent, and would much rather be channeled for good than for greed ... and there's an endless supply. Be a good channeller and reap the rewards. My guess is that if you're reading this you're already highly adept at storing chi. Educate yourself, awareness is key.
Guess what? You can actually break up clouds, smog and other ominous things by using chi. If you've ever seen the movie "the Fisher King" you may remember Robin Williams and Jeff Bridges doing this in Central Park (but you don't have to be naked to do it!). My recommendation is to study as much as you can about chi. Modern day weapons are using artificial means to manipulate this force. But this force is intelligent, and would much rather be channeled for good than for greed ... and there's an endless supply. Be a good channeller and reap the rewards. My guess is that if you're reading this you're already highly adept at storing chi. Educate yourself, awareness is key.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
Friday, November 23, 2012
Directed energy harassment -- a personal account
[I wrote this account in September 2004. I'm reposting it here to provide context to my previous post and to get it on a different server -- in case anything happens to Indymedia's archives, as has been known to happen! As you read this, please keep in mind that things have changed dramatically since 2001, when this all started. At that time, 9-11 truth activists were are rare as hen's teeth. I strongly doubt an expensive campaign of harassment would be launched against someone like me today.]
If you're an anti-war activist, a 9-11 truth activist, or simply a thorn in the side of the ruling elite, you may have been a target of non-lethal weaponry and/or assigned harassment, without even knowing it. How can I make this claim? Well, I don't have signed confessions or "60 Minutes style" leaked documents, but I'm a good observer and compiler of anecdotal evidence, and I believe I've been the target of such dirty tactics since November 2001. Please read on before you label me paranoid, won't you?
One category of "non-lethal" weapons are those which use directed
energy such as microwaves and Extremely Low (wave) Frequencies (ELF). This stuff isn't exactly rocket science. I've read that a directed energy weapon can be made from an old microwave and parts bought from Radio Shack. If you blast someone with microwaves, they're going to become agitated, nervous and sick. That's not hard to believe, is it?
I guess the thing that's hardest to believe is that anyone -- let alone our own government would do such a thing. However, this becomes less difficult to believe when you consider the pepper-spraying of an infant at the Portland anti-Bush protest, the FBI's sinister COINTELPRO operations exposed by Frank Church in the 1970's and the horrendous psychological torture inflicted on inmates at Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo Bay. Especially when you consider the fact that the perpetrators of this torture may be independent contractors with no obvious connection to the US government.
In October 2001, I did enough reading and research on the subject to become totally convinced that the official narrative of what took place on September 11th was a load of hogwash. Worse than that, it was obviously hogwash — yet no press agency or legislative body were asking any questions — perhaps not surprising in light of the various anthrax threats perpetrated against them that month. Distraught at the prospect of our country morphing into a fascist state, I fired off a letter to the editor, several e-mails, and plastered a bunch of flyers around town. Admittedly, these are not the actions of your typical, well-adjusted citizen. But how many crisis-era activists fit the description of "typical" and "well-adjusted?"
Not long after this, my home life, already strained, became intolerable. I couldn't think clearly and had to drop out of my courses one by one. Prior to this I had maintained a 4.0 average in my university's Master's Program in Geography. By Christmas the man with whom I was raising my two toddlers took them out of state, supposedly to visit relatives for the holidays and give them a break from the unbearable stress. I soon discovered he had no intention of returning. I was a wreck. I quit my job as a Teacher's Assistant and eventually quit school to chase after my family using money from my student loans. I found myself unable to remember events from one day to the next, which ended up severely damaging my already distant relationship with my parents.
As I look back on it, from the outside it must have seemed like I'd suddenly gone crazy, losing my capacity to think logically. This was understandable to a point — I was under a terrific amount of emotional and financial strain. But that doesn't explain (to me, anyway) the day I drank a cup of cocoa from the hotel lobby, went back to my room, and immediately felt drugged. Most notably I felt extremely laid back and really, really good — the exact opposite of the oppressive, jangled despair I'd been feeling for weeks. I can imagine that being in that state would tend to make someone extremely suggestible. Realizing what must have happened to me, I forced myself to get up and leave the room. As I did, I noticed that it was very difficult for me to walk — and my gait resembled the staggering gait I've noticed in footage of a captive John Walker Lindh and also in prisoners entering Guantanamo Bay Prison.
I got to the hotel lobby and plopped down on the couch. I noticed a big guy in sweats and a buzz cut looking at me oddly. I laid my head back and closed my eyes in a stupor which must have resembled sleep. A bit later the buzz cut guy was gone but I could hear a hushed male voice using the payphone around the corner. "she's here on the damn couch ...!"
I lived in hotels from January until May in 2002. I had serious trouble sleeping. My nerves were frazzled; I kept feeling weird sensations somewhere between being burned and being shocked — from the inside out. I later found out that these symptoms are typical of a directed energy attack. Of course, at the time, I attributed my state to the emotional anguish of losing my family.
Here I'd like to point out my contention that an activist's family is often the first target of a harassment campaign. That's because these guys' foremost goal is to knock out their targets' support systems -- and there is no greater support system than a victim's family. After that comes one's job and church affiliation. In the last two years, I've seen every one of these aspects of my life come under attack. But I'm not the only one this has happened to. For a great case study of systematized harassment, read the last quarter of David Morehouse's book Psychic Warrior. BTW, Morehouse is an expert on non-lethal weapons and has written about them as well.)
At the beginning of 2002, I became as serious as a person with such meager resources could possibly be about disseminating the truth about 9-11. To be frank, it was a classic case of displacement. I felt totally powerless against my own personal and domestic demons — so I expressed all my vitriol towards the treasonous Bush gang. I posted to newsgroups, distributed pamphlets, even stood out on the street corner with a sign — "Bush is lying about 9-11." Regardless of my reasons, what I was doing was dangerous in the eyes of some very powerful people. I found it impossible to get a job an soon ran out of money, and I believe the directed energy attacks intensified. I soon suffered a nervous breakdown (from which I made a remarkable recovery once I removed myself from that toxic environment). Not long after that, I would be forced to stay in homeless shelters.
I'm not the only "Enemy of the State" to lose my home the minute I open my mouth, believe me. Mike Ruppert of fromthewilderness.com became homeless for two years, unable to find a job and subjected to extreme psychological stress after exposing the CIA's involvement with drug-running. Voxfux of voxfux.com hid out from the FBI after they raided his apartment, crashing on the couches of friends.
Here's a couple of personal anecdotes I have about directed energy harassment:
Once, a "homeless" guy I was attracted to persuaded me to leave the Salvation Army to ride with him and his friends to another town. When I got there, I found myself in a place with no shelter at all. Another guy offered to let me stay at his place and since he didn't seem to be interested in me sexually I took him up on it. I slept in a little room with a couch in it. I was covered up on the couch when the guy asked if he could come in and get something from the closet. I said sure. I was facing away from him, but as he was digging the closet I heard a click, as if he had switched something on. He quickly left, and I was suddenly gripped with the same feeling I'd had just before I entered the Crisis Center: a raw-nerved, electrical feeling reminiscent of how I sometimes feel near high voltage wires, magnified a hundred times. Only moments before, I had felt relatively calm (given the situation) and had a plan as to what I was going to do. Yet immediately after the guy left the room, I became panicky, even suicidal. I came dangerously close to bolting out of the room and jumping off a nearby bridge. Knowing what I know now, I am convinced that this mood was artificially induced through wave-frequency technology.
Fortunately, I quickly left and got back to the town where my kids were, where I stayed in various shelters. While I lived with other people, I never had a problem with a directed energy attack. I did, however, have quite a bit of difficulty securing a job. The only jobs I could get were low-end jobs where the employer had essentially hired me on the spot. At this point I'll mention that I have a lot of computer skills and a college degree. I can't even remember all the times when I thought I'd be perfect for a particular position and I couldn't even get an interview.
Perhaps my applications, inquiries and resumes never even made it through the mail. I rarely received any acknowledgements and I know people don't always get my e-mail and voice mail. Once I even received a letter (inviting me to a church function) that was two weeks late but had no post mark on it.
For example, my brother never got my phone message to wish him a happy birthday. He did, however, receive all kinds of harassment from creditors looking for me -though I never gave them his address - I didn't even know it! Funny they never called me, since I had a listed phone number during the 6 months I was eventually employed.
At that time I became a member of Open Arms United Methodist church, which blessed me with a great deal of financial and psychological support. I volunteered to run the media/sound board during services. Things were going great until a couple runs into my stint as church sound technician. It appeared as if someone was deliberately messing with the controls so that things would go wrong with the soundboard, making me look (and feel) foolish and incompetent during the service. Finally I took to coming very early to make sure everything went smoothly and no one had time to mess with the controls. I got an idea of who was behind the mayhem from who kept coming upstairs where the soundboard was, seemingly frustrated at my continued presence. This same person (a well - respected member of a large Methodist church there to assist our smaller, "mission outreach") once came up just before the service, did something in a nearby storage area, and left. I immediately felt the discomfort of what I then recognized as a wave—frequency attack. I went back into the storage area and discovered a large brown box, resembling a '70's—era amplifier, which had been switched on. I switched it off and went back to my board with no further problems. I'm ashamed to say, however, this incident led me to stop attending that church. The atmosphere had morphed from being supportive to stressful, and again a valuable source of support slipped though my fingers.
I'm well aware that everything I've said so far can be easily written off as paranoia - but that's by design. The "beauty" of directed energy weapons is that they can increase brain wave frequency to a state of disabling agitation - a state virtually indistinguishable from acute paranoia. So no one ever investigates any individual cases because they're all coming from people who (a) live alone, (b) exhibit symptoms of paranoia, and (c) are usually financially insolvent. In other words, considered in isolation, these victims resemble head-cases. However, I think if anyone bothered to study these complaints en masse, a pattern would emerge. Namely, many of these people are doing something some very powerful people don't like.
I was at an anti-war rally (I think sometime this January) and I felt the same weird energy I had by that time associated with Extremely Low Frequency (ELF) generators. I also noticed that the speakers mentioned at least three people who had wanted to be there, or give a speech, but couldn't make it because of illness or an accident. The COINTELPRO investigations of the 1970's need to be re-opened. I think there are egregious violations against the health, security, and sanity of conscientious dissenters taking place right now, as we speak, perhaps against you or someone you love. We need to take action now.
If you're an anti-war activist, a 9-11 truth activist, or simply a thorn in the side of the ruling elite, you may have been a target of non-lethal weaponry and/or assigned harassment, without even knowing it. How can I make this claim? Well, I don't have signed confessions or "60 Minutes style" leaked documents, but I'm a good observer and compiler of anecdotal evidence, and I believe I've been the target of such dirty tactics since November 2001. Please read on before you label me paranoid, won't you?
One category of "non-lethal" weapons are those which use directed
energy such as microwaves and Extremely Low (wave) Frequencies (ELF). This stuff isn't exactly rocket science. I've read that a directed energy weapon can be made from an old microwave and parts bought from Radio Shack. If you blast someone with microwaves, they're going to become agitated, nervous and sick. That's not hard to believe, is it?
I guess the thing that's hardest to believe is that anyone -- let alone our own government would do such a thing. However, this becomes less difficult to believe when you consider the pepper-spraying of an infant at the Portland anti-Bush protest, the FBI's sinister COINTELPRO operations exposed by Frank Church in the 1970's and the horrendous psychological torture inflicted on inmates at Abu Ghraib and Guantanamo Bay. Especially when you consider the fact that the perpetrators of this torture may be independent contractors with no obvious connection to the US government.
In October 2001, I did enough reading and research on the subject to become totally convinced that the official narrative of what took place on September 11th was a load of hogwash. Worse than that, it was obviously hogwash — yet no press agency or legislative body were asking any questions — perhaps not surprising in light of the various anthrax threats perpetrated against them that month. Distraught at the prospect of our country morphing into a fascist state, I fired off a letter to the editor, several e-mails, and plastered a bunch of flyers around town. Admittedly, these are not the actions of your typical, well-adjusted citizen. But how many crisis-era activists fit the description of "typical" and "well-adjusted?"
Not long after this, my home life, already strained, became intolerable. I couldn't think clearly and had to drop out of my courses one by one. Prior to this I had maintained a 4.0 average in my university's Master's Program in Geography. By Christmas the man with whom I was raising my two toddlers took them out of state, supposedly to visit relatives for the holidays and give them a break from the unbearable stress. I soon discovered he had no intention of returning. I was a wreck. I quit my job as a Teacher's Assistant and eventually quit school to chase after my family using money from my student loans. I found myself unable to remember events from one day to the next, which ended up severely damaging my already distant relationship with my parents.
As I look back on it, from the outside it must have seemed like I'd suddenly gone crazy, losing my capacity to think logically. This was understandable to a point — I was under a terrific amount of emotional and financial strain. But that doesn't explain (to me, anyway) the day I drank a cup of cocoa from the hotel lobby, went back to my room, and immediately felt drugged. Most notably I felt extremely laid back and really, really good — the exact opposite of the oppressive, jangled despair I'd been feeling for weeks. I can imagine that being in that state would tend to make someone extremely suggestible. Realizing what must have happened to me, I forced myself to get up and leave the room. As I did, I noticed that it was very difficult for me to walk — and my gait resembled the staggering gait I've noticed in footage of a captive John Walker Lindh and also in prisoners entering Guantanamo Bay Prison.
I got to the hotel lobby and plopped down on the couch. I noticed a big guy in sweats and a buzz cut looking at me oddly. I laid my head back and closed my eyes in a stupor which must have resembled sleep. A bit later the buzz cut guy was gone but I could hear a hushed male voice using the payphone around the corner. "she's here on the damn couch ...!"
I lived in hotels from January until May in 2002. I had serious trouble sleeping. My nerves were frazzled; I kept feeling weird sensations somewhere between being burned and being shocked — from the inside out. I later found out that these symptoms are typical of a directed energy attack. Of course, at the time, I attributed my state to the emotional anguish of losing my family.
Here I'd like to point out my contention that an activist's family is often the first target of a harassment campaign. That's because these guys' foremost goal is to knock out their targets' support systems -- and there is no greater support system than a victim's family. After that comes one's job and church affiliation. In the last two years, I've seen every one of these aspects of my life come under attack. But I'm not the only one this has happened to. For a great case study of systematized harassment, read the last quarter of David Morehouse's book Psychic Warrior. BTW, Morehouse is an expert on non-lethal weapons and has written about them as well.)
At the beginning of 2002, I became as serious as a person with such meager resources could possibly be about disseminating the truth about 9-11. To be frank, it was a classic case of displacement. I felt totally powerless against my own personal and domestic demons — so I expressed all my vitriol towards the treasonous Bush gang. I posted to newsgroups, distributed pamphlets, even stood out on the street corner with a sign — "Bush is lying about 9-11." Regardless of my reasons, what I was doing was dangerous in the eyes of some very powerful people. I found it impossible to get a job an soon ran out of money, and I believe the directed energy attacks intensified. I soon suffered a nervous breakdown (from which I made a remarkable recovery once I removed myself from that toxic environment). Not long after that, I would be forced to stay in homeless shelters.
I'm not the only "Enemy of the State" to lose my home the minute I open my mouth, believe me. Mike Ruppert of fromthewilderness.com became homeless for two years, unable to find a job and subjected to extreme psychological stress after exposing the CIA's involvement with drug-running. Voxfux of voxfux.com hid out from the FBI after they raided his apartment, crashing on the couches of friends.
Here's a couple of personal anecdotes I have about directed energy harassment:
Once, a "homeless" guy I was attracted to persuaded me to leave the Salvation Army to ride with him and his friends to another town. When I got there, I found myself in a place with no shelter at all. Another guy offered to let me stay at his place and since he didn't seem to be interested in me sexually I took him up on it. I slept in a little room with a couch in it. I was covered up on the couch when the guy asked if he could come in and get something from the closet. I said sure. I was facing away from him, but as he was digging the closet I heard a click, as if he had switched something on. He quickly left, and I was suddenly gripped with the same feeling I'd had just before I entered the Crisis Center: a raw-nerved, electrical feeling reminiscent of how I sometimes feel near high voltage wires, magnified a hundred times. Only moments before, I had felt relatively calm (given the situation) and had a plan as to what I was going to do. Yet immediately after the guy left the room, I became panicky, even suicidal. I came dangerously close to bolting out of the room and jumping off a nearby bridge. Knowing what I know now, I am convinced that this mood was artificially induced through wave-frequency technology.
Fortunately, I quickly left and got back to the town where my kids were, where I stayed in various shelters. While I lived with other people, I never had a problem with a directed energy attack. I did, however, have quite a bit of difficulty securing a job. The only jobs I could get were low-end jobs where the employer had essentially hired me on the spot. At this point I'll mention that I have a lot of computer skills and a college degree. I can't even remember all the times when I thought I'd be perfect for a particular position and I couldn't even get an interview.
Perhaps my applications, inquiries and resumes never even made it through the mail. I rarely received any acknowledgements and I know people don't always get my e-mail and voice mail. Once I even received a letter (inviting me to a church function) that was two weeks late but had no post mark on it.
For example, my brother never got my phone message to wish him a happy birthday. He did, however, receive all kinds of harassment from creditors looking for me -though I never gave them his address - I didn't even know it! Funny they never called me, since I had a listed phone number during the 6 months I was eventually employed.
At that time I became a member of Open Arms United Methodist church, which blessed me with a great deal of financial and psychological support. I volunteered to run the media/sound board during services. Things were going great until a couple runs into my stint as church sound technician. It appeared as if someone was deliberately messing with the controls so that things would go wrong with the soundboard, making me look (and feel) foolish and incompetent during the service. Finally I took to coming very early to make sure everything went smoothly and no one had time to mess with the controls. I got an idea of who was behind the mayhem from who kept coming upstairs where the soundboard was, seemingly frustrated at my continued presence. This same person (a well - respected member of a large Methodist church there to assist our smaller, "mission outreach") once came up just before the service, did something in a nearby storage area, and left. I immediately felt the discomfort of what I then recognized as a wave—frequency attack. I went back into the storage area and discovered a large brown box, resembling a '70's—era amplifier, which had been switched on. I switched it off and went back to my board with no further problems. I'm ashamed to say, however, this incident led me to stop attending that church. The atmosphere had morphed from being supportive to stressful, and again a valuable source of support slipped though my fingers.
I'm well aware that everything I've said so far can be easily written off as paranoia - but that's by design. The "beauty" of directed energy weapons is that they can increase brain wave frequency to a state of disabling agitation - a state virtually indistinguishable from acute paranoia. So no one ever investigates any individual cases because they're all coming from people who (a) live alone, (b) exhibit symptoms of paranoia, and (c) are usually financially insolvent. In other words, considered in isolation, these victims resemble head-cases. However, I think if anyone bothered to study these complaints en masse, a pattern would emerge. Namely, many of these people are doing something some very powerful people don't like.
I was at an anti-war rally (I think sometime this January) and I felt the same weird energy I had by that time associated with Extremely Low Frequency (ELF) generators. I also noticed that the speakers mentioned at least three people who had wanted to be there, or give a speech, but couldn't make it because of illness or an accident. The COINTELPRO investigations of the 1970's need to be re-opened. I think there are egregious violations against the health, security, and sanity of conscientious dissenters taking place right now, as we speak, perhaps against you or someone you love. We need to take action now.
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