Fighting for health and sanity

Fighting for health and sanity--want to write things out well, but I'm so fucked up on these downloads dont know how long I can maintain brain functions. I fear I will end up like Ariel Sharon--he is the newest head of the corporate hydra. He has come out of the coma caused by the luciferian interface with the machine. Look at the evidence. Do searches on ariel sharon and antichrist. read about his recent request to be moved. look at Israel's latest recalcitrance on the peace talk issue. understand that the recent forest fires of Israel were a false flag--when false flags disable a country, be advised that an antichrist is operative. Sharon has joined forces with the "Gentile" luciferians and the Rothschild reptilians (to put a Rothschild on the throne at Jerusalem as King of the World), and the good guys are in a position of powerlessness--blackmailed by their own indiscreet decisions. So I am fucked, while I struggle to hold on to life and sanity and eyesight while these evil forces ride roughshod over me and all forces of good. Be careful of which Israelis to trust--the only one of prominence I trust is Livni. (I got to say i dont know that much , but there is a reason i trust her, but i am too messed up to discuss it) I know what these luciferians plan for me now, but I am too sick to go into it. dont think it will happen. too sick to do much, but have to write this, because the good guys are reeling, and they need support, or this entire planet is as fucked as I am...my life may be over, but it cant be this disastrous

Ping Pong

Ping Pong--the ball bounces from the luciferians back to the reptilians, adroitly eluding all attempts by the good guys to regain control of the ball. My dream of Jacob Rothchild was no coincidence After a hell day yesterday, I was abducted last night and injected with nanoprobes again.. I now have a permanent implant in my left sinus cavity above my left nostril, which downloads regularly. In addition, I was injected last night in my left temple and facial area, and woke up with the worst possible of headaches, and the hot fever touch on the affected areas. My left eye was very tender, and I could not see out of it, without blurry vision, for a couple of hours. I am very worried about possible damage to my retina (after my dream last night), but there is nothing I can do. These PIB's don't give a damn about my eyesight--they just want to control my mind to do their will. I woke up for the first time in a while, seeing the abnormal, reptilian hooded shape of my eyes--maybe the hooded effect is a result of changes caused by the injections. I think of how many mind controlled victims I have seen with one or more of their eyes damaged, with droopy eyelids--the most famous one being Guy Rothschild. I guess I could consider myself lucky to be alive. I see where Richard Holbrooke is in critical condition--that is not a natural medical state, folks. He is being targeted and taken out of action, much as was the recent near death of good guy Sean O'Keefe. Why? Because the good guys are fighting desperately for peace, for they know that war is the primary tool of the dark side, and Holbrooke was one of the most authoritative and diplomatically respected voices arguing for peace. With the ball back in control of the Rothschilds, the likelihood of another manipulated and orchestrated war just skyrocketed. Whistleblowers are at high risk too. Julian Assange isn't under arrest. He is in protective custody, which he sought after he was told to suicide himself by the same evil powers who gave him the stolen State Dept. material to post on Wikileaks. I have no sympathy for him. He thought he was such a globetrotting, international rebel for the truth, when he was just an immature rudypoo, an unprincipled patsy being used to spread dissension, anarchy and evil, all the while enjoying the "bennies" of cheap, unearned celebrity, such as free nookie provided by CIA agents looking to honeytrap him. Like so many immature, unprincipled anarchists, he thought the status quo was so very evil, until the real evil stared him in the face, and then all his self-proclaimed "bravery" revealed itself as the empty bravado of an empty shirt with no sense of conviction or loyalty to any truth or "cause" whatsoever, except to preserve his own shriveled, yellow hide. I will give him credit for his smarts. If he hadn't "pced" up (sought protective custody, he would have been suicided. Also, to his credit, once he was given a computer, he called off the equally stupidly idealistic "hactivists," who still believe he is being persecuted by "the man" (that evil US justice system), instead of being protected by them! Mark Madoff wasn't so lucky. He WAS successfully suicided--by a dog leash! It was the cabal's world of shouting out what they thought of his character. I am not so sure what was the immediate cause of Madoff's murder, but I know that it has something to do with the resurgence of Rothschild power. Was his Dad, Bernie Madoff about to cooperate with the good guys? I don't know. It is not a good day to be a good guy, but as long as I am alive, I will side with the good. No amount of pain and suffering will change that. So, since today I am functional, I got to try to catch up on my life...

Closing thoughts--It would be interesting to know the trajectory of the "fireball" meteor that streaked across Britain last night. Did the reptilians just get alien reinforcement from Orion?

Also, pay attention to what is going on in the news world. How did we get to such a place where the corporate hydra could have so much power? Power is money, folks, and the concentration of vast amounts of wealth in a few hereditary families and monstrously huge corporate institutions has led to the rise of this seemingly invincible omnipotence of the hydra. Has there been any recent indications to point to a reaffirmation of wealth concentration in the hands of an elite few?.....Just asking. You connect the dots. I have to get up and clean house and run chores while I still am healthy enough to move.

Trying to write a post about dreams

Trying to write a post about dreams, but it is lengthy, involved and sensitive, so I am trying to write it slowly, but life and evil interferes. I will say what I dreamed of last night--of Jacob Rothschild of which I know practically nothing except that I outed him as Pindar, the head of the evil reptile faction on Earth, a while back. I woke up, sick as a dog, knowing that the dream told me that this rotten, evil bastard still has power over my life, in some way, to some extent (how? what? why? I'm not sure--is someone I would trust selling me out as a bargaining chip?). My guess is that I am being prepped and groomed to be a high level aryan slave, or perhaps worse, some kind of reptilian zombie protege--but I'm too sick to get too complicated with this. I have been non-functional all day, suffering with migraines and nausea of a magnitude that I rarely experience. In addition, my ears are completely clogged with fluid and I have developed thrush of the mouth, something I have never had before. It really sucks to be tagged as a slave or protege of these satanic reptilians. I cannot read or write. I cannot even watch tv. Everything makes me sick. I have been trying to finish a book on the Arcturians, all for the sake of research, as it quite clear to me that they are luciferians. But the viral download hits every time I try to read it. At first I was pissed, thinking the good guys were responsible for the unnecessary censorship. After all, I have been reading provocative, edgy, and "dangerous" material since I was in the 6th grade, and I do not believe that anyone can be a truly virtuous, or "Christian" person as long as they actively repress thoughts and ideas because they are negative, "sinful," or downright evil. You have to be careful, especially when you are young, not to be overwhelmed or hooked by such negativity, but you will never be a complete and whole, ie "holy" person without an honest awareness of, and exposure to the dark side of life. Practically speaking, after knowing yourself, you have to know your enemy, and the luciferians, like the reptiles, are my enemy, and I seek out every opportunity, short of being connected to their infernal machine mind, of knowing them better. That is why I plow through so much dreck and drama and mendacity--for the small percentage, which is the nugget of truth.

Today was not a day for intense reading or research. I was just trying to watch a funny movie on tv to make me laugh in hopes of feeling better. So I started to watch a free on-demand movie, and was pleasantly surprised to find that it was about lesbians. uh oh. Viral download hit so hard that I had to quit watching the movie, because I couldn't stand to be any sicker. It reminded me of the last time the viral download hit so hard while I watched a movie. It was "Bird," the story of a black, jazz, sax player who was married to a white woman. LOL That pissed off my mind control handlers, too (too bad, it was an excellent movie). At the time I wasn't ready to make the judgment that the PIBs, who monitor my every movement and media interaction, were making me sick when they monitored me watching movies of which they disapprove, but after getting the same intense, viral hit, within the first half hour of the lesbian movie, I KNEW that twice was more than a coincidence.

It seems that I know so very much, but am completely unable to free myself. I know that my mind control handlers do not like lesbians, sex, blacks, interracial relationships, creative talent, knowledge, or exercise-induced endorphins. Over the years, I would wonder why the viral download always hit when I would try to pray, read a book, play music on my dulcimer, or exercise. But now I get it--these sorry assed bastards, whether luciferians or satanists, are killjoys, because humans were created for joy, and love and desire, and these human haters cannot bear that we have joy and love and laughter in our life. I wish I could say that I were strong enough to be joyful and laughing today, but the truth is that I am so sick that I just wish to escape reality. I already have taken a fiornal and alka selzer--they didn't help much. I am trying to hold out for a couple of hours and then I will knock myself out with vicodin and tylenol pm ( better lay off the vodka, while I got this thrush in my mouth). Maybe inspiration will hitk, and I can figure out to free myself from this hell. Here's hoping tomorow is btetter.

Also, dreamed of damage being done to my retina...whether it is the excessive fluid on my poor optic area, or pathology caused by the constant, excessive high blood sugar that the viral download causes, I can't be sure. I just hope I am not at risk for vision loss again. It would be a great irony considering that I got these implants in me in the first place, in an attempt to save my eyesight.

I don't know how much longer I can continue

I don't know how much longer I can continue enduring these amped up viral downloads. As it is, I can barely walk with muscle spasms and hip displacement (caused by spasm). I spend most of my days not able to hear, as my ears are so clogged. I gather that everyone wants me to write, but I write when I feel emotionally motivated--and when I am sick as I am, I have no emotional motivation whatsoever, just the desire to avoid painful reality

The world seems to be in a much better place today and I am glad. Just wish I were well enough to surf the web or read. Don't know who is behind these viral downloads--good guys (trying to get me to interdimesional travel) or the bad guys. Know one thing, I would be better off at my astral attempts if I were healthy, because then I can enter a spiritual state. I suppose people find it goofy when I was chanting Hare Krishna, but I believe in the cosmic Christ, and Hare is a word of praise. Devotee of the divine that I am, praise always exalts (or New agers would say "ascends) my spiritual self.
Sick aas these goddamned implansts make me, I just psychically and spiritually implode while i try to focuse on something to take mind off pain and misery. Ready to do that all over again. Not functional.

STUPID LUCIFERIAN MILITARY

STUPID LUCIFERIANS BACK ON TOP--and boy, am I feeling. Sick as a dog all day yesterday. Sick as a dog and severely autistic all day today. Spent evening in bed, taking pills to help me sleep. Hopefully i will be asleep by 8 pm. What is going on with me is bnothing compared to what is going on in world. Luciferians are back on top--acting through our military--some of whom are duped, some of whom are indulging personal ambition at the expense of the country's welfare, just angling for the presidency in 2012, and some of whom are seriously brainwashed via implants, or cult-like mind control There is a new, resurgent Luciferian power on the scene. I know who it is. I know that the good guys (or rather, "gal" knows who it is), but I'm keeping mouth shut, for now, giving her an opportunity to work behind the scenes. But my fury won't be contained forever. I know what I want to write, and it is lengthy and involved, and it will come out, and if my anger, or a sense of personal danger gets the better of me, I will let loose, both barrels blazing, tact and prudence be damned. As it is, I will give you one little tidbit that flashed across the CNN ticker, "Hostage taker holding 33 hostage in Peruvian bank arrested" Something like that--can't remember the specifics, but let me decode the parts that I am sure of--the "33" stands for the luciferian freemasons who have betratyed our country, have put us in bullshit, for-profit wars, and have initiated numerous false flags against us, some of which have succeeded such as 9/11 and Gulf oil spill, and the most destructive and recent ones which have failed, those include dirty bombs in the heartland and Eastern seaboard, and a massive tsunami to hit our shores. The reasons these have failed is because of the "hostage taker"--Hillary Clinton, who, with practically no support has orchestrated a successful response. But now, the primary leader of the patriot leadership team is losing ground, because our own military allowed a huge dump of classified material for the purposes of blackmail.
Oh yes, don't blame the "gay" PFC Bradley for the dump; blame the STRAIGHT four star general (s) in the DOD behind it (you know those straight people--they are such security risks and can't be trusted), so that the luciferian cabal would have the necessary blackmail papers if anyone could possibley threaten their agenda to start WWIII, and destroy America, which is the first step towards achieving their aim of rule by the anti-Christ (dont got time to go into details). Well, let me just tell you, the person who put the "33" in check has been "arrested" or checked from restoring America's sovereignty, and global peace and prosperity, and we can think the military who would BETRAY US for that. Oh, one last little thing--for those who think they know what is going on behind the hidden financial war, shennanigans and dirty tricks, I refer you to the Rumor Mill News postings by VK Dunham, whose raison d'etre for outrage involves a "Peruvian" bond. But let me just warn you, things are not what they seem, and if something doesn't make sense, it's because they are spreading smoke. People who express outrage are very often the ones spreading disinformation, and the good guys trying to restore a sound footing, (and that would include our "good gal") often are reduced to playing the game by the rules of the "establishment" or even as "double agent"... And guess what? The establishment is not the "leader of the free world (though GHW Bush came the closest), it is not Congress or the Supreme Court. It is a fascist corporate hydra presided over by the "33", and there is a brand new head, sprouting off and calling shots.

I have no reason to lie. I have the luxury of not playing double agent, so I'm free to tell the truth. I'm also poor and powerless, in a body that has been mutilated to the point of constant pain and mistery, and a brain that is fried on psychotropics, but as long as I can type or talk, I will stand for my God, my country, my fellow human beings (and not just the white ones, you sorry, brainwashed luciferians), and my planet.Unfortunately, when the luciferians are in control (as they are now), they keep me so drugged up, that I have only a few hours in a day in which to write and accomplish anything I'm still boiling, but I am too sick. I can feel I want to let loose....the volcano wants to blow, but right now sleep is more important.

Amends to last post

Amends to last post--I don't really think these luciferian military are "haters"--they are just empty in their spirit, due to the mind control implants which has cut them off from their own humaness.

I am too sick to write any further, though there is so much going on in my mind. Once again, I am drugged and sick as a dog. Yesterday, the implant controls were released, and I felt great--at least until the viral downloads kicked in and scrambled my brain. I will admit I was too hyper, but guess what? I am hyperactive, and have been hyperactive my entire life. It is what gives me energy, joy, love, the ability to multitask, concentrate deeply, and think through thoughts to their conclusion, instead of dragging through life, struggling to figure things out. As a matter of fact, yesterday, before awakening, I dreamed of a woman being resurrected from the dead. That was me--able to live out an emotional fullness and zest for life that the implants slammed back down on me, as of late last night (just as soon as I pulled out my dulcimer to play music...it's been months since that has happened). I know that I was hyper to the point of mania, but all I can say is that my situation is analagous to a dog that is kept tied up on a leash 24/7. When you let it off the leash, it is hyper for a couple of days until the rush of newfound freedom reaches a chemical homostasis. The drugs and implants have me on a leash, and that is no kind of life for a human being at all. I am too sick to continue, am going to take a fiornal and go to bed. I've got another shocking revelation to write, but I want to be healthy before writing it. I am full of rage right now--rage that I now suspect the military is behind my drugging and attempting to get me hooked into the infernal, luciferian computer to which they were so eager to sell out their own free will. Incredible to me that those military commanders want a piece of me, since they deny people like me--LESBIAN< QUEER< DYKE fullness of expression of being in their ranks. I don't fucking think so. I was closeted in a "don't ask, don't tell" work situation in my 20's, and even when I felt individually accepted, that kind of environment is demoralizing, alienating, and a lie, and I refuse to play that bullshit game ever again. I don't understand why they think I am one of them...because I'm white? Stupidasses got a lot to learn. My skin color does denote a certain superficial identity, but it is my SPIRIT that is the source of my true and full identity, and I am NOT part of that luciferian club at all. There is a lot going on, and I wanted to write about it all, but I am too sick and depressed to write. I'm so sick I can't even watch TV_-get motion sickness watching moving images. Wonder what fucking psychotropics they got me on now, thinking they can drug me into their brainwashed, morally zapped, all white, luciferian club.
Nothing for it but to suffer and pray, hoping that I dont get sick from all the fluid and mucous in my head and lungs....Pray to God I don't have a stroke. More than one person has been incapacitated and made comatose by the luciferian computer pushing the cybernetic connection too far and too fast, and twice now, I have feared that I had mild strokes.
I keep editing this post. This tells me I am correctl. I am too messed up to logically write and present a point of view. The brain can't think right in this situation....

Worse and worser

Worse and worser--that is how I feel--on every level, and how I regard my situation and prospects. I have been trying to write about my dream from a few nights ago, but my health has been so bad that I'm barely functional, and it's getting worse and worser. Once again the left side of my face and head are pummelled by nano injections during nightly abductions. I'm especially worried about my left ear, which is now completely clogged. I don't think there is an infection, but how longer can my ear bear that kind of fluid pressure before I suffer permanent damage? I'm too sick to get up to shower, in order to see the doctor. If it is still clogged next week, I will bite the bullet. As it is, I am suffering from pain caused by excessive fluidic pressure on the nerves in my face which is grotesquely swollen. The upper left of my face--cheekbones, sinus area, and temple--is completely numb. Then there is the tenderness and pain in my head... It feels as though I have cacti spines stuck in my temporal lobe, and a little bit above the temporal lobe. For those who have never lived in the southwest, the most painful cacti spines are deceptively micromillimetered, flexible hair-like fibers, but even though they are hard to see, you sure can tell when you got one stuck in you. Just rub your finger over your skin, and you can find the impaling offender--it is a very tender, irritating, and fiery pain--that is what the whole left side of my head feels like. In addition, the whole left side is numb, feverishly hot, with blood pounding, from my face, wrapping all the way around to my parietal lobe. I guess this increased blood (it does not correspond with the blood pulse on my right temple) is necessary for the virus to infect the targeted cells in my temporal lobe. This is not surprising, for I was abducted by the followers of the luciferian Borg last night. It is hard to figure out who exactly is responsible, for the Borg are a constantly evolving, non-monolithic force, who "assimilates" all species and classifications of beings. This is why it is so difficult to authenticate the alien "good guys" from the alien "bad guys", for yes, some of the aliens have been "assimilated", and the list is constantly changing. However, right now I am more worried about the human element that is sold out to the Borg. These are the military and intelligence community traitors that, among other things, bomb our skies with chemtrails that contain the virus so that we grow the FIBERS (remember what I said about cacti spines being in my head--it is computer nano-fibers that the virus creates and nurtures). They are moving into the end-game phase, and while the US patriot leadership team, with help from our alien allies, notably the Pleiadians, have successfully staved off multiple attemtpts at catastophe level terrorist attacks, I sense another "event" coming soon. How soon? Maybe this month. Maybe they will attempt to crash the stock market again, as happened in 2008. Maybe they will release disclosure files spilling a lot of hidden "secrets" EXCEPT that they plan to carefully and fraudulently edit and control what they "release", serving their agenda. I especially worry that they will attempt to smear and destroy "the good guys" as part of the planned "disclosure." I feel that there is another evil force/person lurking just beyond my understanding, but it is so hard to think clearly when I am as sick as I have been all week.

Anyway, getting back to the luciferians that are impacting my life, as I said, I suspect that they are active (and some high ranking) military and intelligence operatives, freemason/knights of whatever types, but they are not necessarily Nazi. They actually may have been trying to purge Nazis from their ranks, but still there are mind control perps out there, capable of abducting, and when they are successful, as they were last night, I suffer terribly. Even if they were not abusing me, I would not support this faction either, for while they may not be traditional style Nazis, they still are HATEFULLY racist. For a while, I tried to figure out why they were racist, because I actually saw some of their rank and file on the bicycle trail. They were "love bombing" me, and while it felt good to have people smile at me, instead of scowling at me or giving me hate stares, the truth is that as an autistic and and as a Christian, I really don't base my feelings or values towards others, as a consequence of their feelings toward me (though they can influence my behavior...when someone smiles at me, I feel like a heel if I don't smile back). Ultimately though, I am as impervious to "love bombing" as I am to hate stares, though certainly I prefer the smiles and warmth. So, for a while, I was fooled, as I saw this faction's love and warmth and not their hate. I still haven't seen with my own eyes their racial hatred, but I can infer it is there, because only a stone cold hater could conspire to sell out their own brothers and sisters of color to save their own lives. They have made a deal with the luciferian Borg to deliver up the people of color to be brain implanted and mind controlled into the collective Borg central computer in exchange for a life of relative freedom as the "capo" controllers.

A radical, non-linear understanding of time plays into my understanding of our situation, for even though I confess that I can't fully understand it, I think it very likely that we have already been visited by the future offspring of the sold out, 94% people of color, of one possible timeline. (Another more reasonable, alternative option is that they are the HISTORICALLY sold out human siblings and victims of the first fall of Atlantis--and we are catching the negative karmic rebound). These visitors from our future are the Greys, a dying race with degraded bodies. Knowing what I now know of their history and situation, I feel deep compassion for the majority of them (though some--Nome Alaska--are just starkly evil). I think the implants and hive mind have caused them to lose their ability "to feel", at least with the reasonance and responsiveness that we contemporary humans feel. Reflecting on some images that I recall from both video and written word I think that they are indeed capable of feeling--just not at the deeply empathetic level of a healthy human. For certain, I know that they do have a spiritual capacity, and I base that on the testimony of Dan Burisch, a whistleblowing research biologist who worked at Area 51, with the Grey captive known as J-Rod. J-Rod, like his brothers and sisters, had a terminal neurological disorder that Burisch was attempting to treat and cure. I have read Burisch before, but it is difficult for a lay person like me to really comprehend his writing because he relates his truly incredible experiences by spinning off into advanced physics and biology, subjects in which I get bogged down fast. But more exposure to, and familiarity with the concepts, as well as a more clearly written discourse (http://www.angelfire.com/pe/peter7/Links/BurischBillH.TranscriptSept02.html), have confirmed what I have suspected ever since I dreamed of a praying Grey. Their spiritual capacity may have been severely damaged by the Borg collective, but the Greys still are spiritual beings. J-Rod's life is testament to this. He and his (killed on impact) comrades sacrificed themselves to come back to Earth (1947 Roswell) in order to "get our help" in repairing their damaged spiritual and biological life. Beings with no feelings do not risk and sacrifice their lives in an attempt to save their race. J-Rod not only lost his comrades--he spent the rest of his life doing "hard time" in captivity at Area 51, as Burisch was an exception, in that inhumane, brutal, sterile and lonely environment.

What did the Borg do to damage the spiritual capacity of the Greys? Guess what? This is the exact same question that I am trying to answer for myself...what are the Borg doing to me to damage my spiritual capacity? I'm not able to offer a sophisticated, definitve analysis, though Burisch tries in the above post, but in my poor mental condition, I have difficulty understanding. Still, since I am a victim of the Borg, I can offer some tentative, experiential first stabs at the topic. Last night (in relation to the abduction), I dreamed of a Comcast van by an elongated electrical switch box that I knew represented my spine. In the electrical box was a long row of ethernet ports, and I knew that those ports represented my nervous system waiting to be cable connected into the central computer. I have a lot of the Borg "hardware" already wired into my brain. The technical name for the condition (at least those whose body actively resist it) is Morgellons. My body does not suffer from the most obnoxious of Morgellon symptomology, but I do suffer from it. That is why I suffer from muscle spasms, constant headaches, have difficulty walking, exercising, or on bad days, even functioning. The nano virus is literally making me sick, and has for years. Some days, such as this week, are worse than others. The level of suffering depends on the viral dosage (and they can control it by the implants and by injections up my nose and directly into my brain during the nightly astral abductions of my etheric body), and on whatever hormones or psychotropic drugs they add to the nano cocktail. For the luciferian Borg minions are very unhappy with my response, so they make constant modifications in hopes of a better result. For they know that I have an autistic brain, and therefore should be a natural fit for the computer plugin; they also know that my brain has been absolutely ravaged by years of the virus. Still I remain resistant, for I know that the luciferian Borg model is the antithesis of the human, of the Good, of the holy.

Even as I write this, I am suffering from the amped up viral download again, so I will have to cut this post short and finish it later, for I cannot think rationally when I am like this. However, I just had a bombshell revelation about the dream from last night. I had thought that the Comcast van referred, in a general sense, to the visual and audio media that is priming the brains of humans for the computer plug in. But now, I don't think so. After reading a recent post by Rayelan Allan, I think it is much more insidious and devastating than that. Rayelan, whose enterprising web site is one of the most reliable and well-informed news site on the web (if you know how to think critically, which admittedly most people don't, anymore), wrote of a fake garbage truck picking up her trash, and issued a warning to all her readers. That warning immediately triggered a memory, from Tuesday, I think, of a Comcast van in our parking lot, parked in an odd manner, as if to block from view the work that was being done. Even at the time, I thought it was odd, because it was late in the evening--nearly 7 pm (it gets dark at 5 pm). They were working outside, after hours, in the dark (Comcast techs dont do that)! I saw TWO technicians, which is rare, unless they are working on a service outage, but I had no outage. Finally, they were there for a long time--over a half hour or maybe even over an hour (I came out twice and saw them). As a matter of fact, my suspicions were aroused, so that I almost went out and talked to them, but decided against it, because I figured if they were doing anything shady, I couldn't do anything to stop them anyway. Just now, I went outside, and saw a shiny new contraption hanging from the wires. I WONDER IF THOSE TECHS INSTALLED A NEW EM DEVICE TO BETTER ASTRALLY ABDUCT ME. I wonder if they did the same thing near Rayelan's home (RV). I turned on to her radio show this afternoon, and noticed that she sounded really off and downbeat, whereas she normally is cheery and bright. What if this conspiring faction is trying to dull all the people who pose an intuitive threat to their upcoming plans?...WOW, this chit never ends, but for now this post has to end. The brain can't think anymore. I will pick up tomorrow.