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I don't claim to fully understand these 4th dimensional dark entities, so far removed from humanity as they are.
The demonic laughter and horror images shown that night in Scotland was a show of naked aggression, saying something like- "Look what we are doing to your beautiful people". Sometimes these entities appear physical and solid, othertimes like mist, othertimes slightly holographic.
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[B][I]1990 Reading, Berkshire- Denefield school
One of the friday school feild trips takes us to Brock Barracks military base on Oxford Road in Reading. Our group of children sit in the classroom area in front of the main gates here. A psychologist enters the room and identifies himself as coming from the tavistock institute in London. This classroom session includes new world order concepts that seem to revolve around nazism ( but that word is not mentioned nor swastica flags shown ). I am in a 'front altar' personality this day and do not remember my real past. The lessons are kind of basic, teaching us how a groups of secret societies run the world, how they run all media groups etc and commuinicate through to each through the media and art etc. Various symbols are shown and codewords. He says the population needs to be reduced and how the black race is being targeted for extermination. He tells us he is aware of the "persecution" of the older black boys in the school against us and if the blacks are not wiped out this problem will get worse. As many of the nastier fights at the school are a result of children being exposed to various military chemical agents for behaviour modification, it appears we are being conned. The end of the class sees us wearing headphones with brainwave tones being played to us, these help my remember my buried abilities and we push pencils across the desk with our minds. This class session had many themes from the rosicrucians in it. At the end I am taken by american military men to the back, righthandside of the base. An American officer identifying himself from Delta Force, sits me in front of a desk with paperwork on it and says- "You're going to be working for us when you are older, and nothing can change that. I want to give you options I never had. I suggest ticking the volunary surgery box at the bottom of the form, this way you'll be able to go home after missions ( the box says something about brain surgery ). Don't make the same mistake i did, you don't want to grow up on a military base, people are good, don't cut yourself off from them". So I signed the paper and ticked the box.
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I end up with my own uniform and locker at the base. I go there many weekends as I live near the base, I just walk up to the gate, say my name and they let me in. I'm part of some regiment but can't remember what i do there. I remember one afternoon as I am putting my stuff away in my locker, an older boy comes up to me and demands to know who I am exactly as I am not part of the "regular unit". A fight breaks out. I also see the american officer a few times there again and he always about my home life and asks about my step-father.
One day I tell my mother I signed something at the base and I'm worried about it, she tells me not to worry about it as they won't hold me to it. She cannot remember me being part of a regiment at the base or this conversation. Just after this I am beaten up at denefield by two older boys and my arm is snapped in two places. I have signed my body and mind over the the military and my body is in the process of being enhanced, some kind of new 'living metal' is being formed around and through my bones using nanotechnology. I end up in the royal berks hospital for surgery on my arm. The next memories were pulled out under regression. I am taken to one of the lower levels of the hosital, a curving corridoor with operating threatres on the left ( similair layout dulce ). A cloned robotic arm is on a trolley to the left of the the three surgeons and with advanced lazor type hardward, amputate my damaged right arm and attach the new arm leaving no visible scars. I will detail this event asap.
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As always Sir, thank you.
Very advanced technology I see.... Had a dream once, little insect like machines crawling on my arm... a little green plant like creature was there also... they were looking for something.... wanted to know if i knew where it was..... they showed me what it did.... for some reason this is hard to put into words... but it could create anything out of light... Cheers James thanks for the heads up. |
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Between those beings who are too strange to each other ( biologicaly and mentally as well , across dimensions ) , if there's no affinity and no understanding, there'd be better no interference. Them or us have no reasons to attack unless they're attacked. Even to fight with such entities is almost impossible , you can waste lives to destroy one of them even without much real outcome. They would do no or little harm if not attacked by those who panick obsessed by fear. Merry Christmas , lots of Peace and Calm and Love , Light on Our way A ![]() |
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