Confessions of a Former White Hat Operative

ACCEPT NO CLONES!

Category: Project Monarch

Service to Crowley, the NSA and Disney: The Deceptions of the Cloned Steven D. Kelley

It has been revealed that “whistleblower” Steven D. Kelly is actually a clone of an original that is being kept on ice under the Getty Museum, and is being used by the Cabal and Crowley for various nefarious purposes. A more apropos definition for this duplicate would be “Crowley-blower.” There is more to the story.

Part of the Cabal Plan of Misdirection is, of course, employing dis-information: mixing the truth with fabrications that will lead many down a rabbit hole well-lived in. This is the case of one clone named Steven D. Kelley.

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It was originally reported that five clones were made, two in public and three on ice, but that was changed to three clones in public. These clones have false memories embedded into them, that mirror a s0-called memoir written by the Kelley clone that is a work of disinformation fiction: 20% true, 80% false. What is true? Yes, there is a Cabal/Bildeburger underground facility under the Getty Museum near the Santa Monica Mountains that is also a fortified base, guarded by Nazi psychics of the 4th Reich, aka “cavers,” with mag-lev trains that connect to all the US and undersea bases.

Everything else are creations of sneaky NSA/CIA ghostwriters or products of false memories. For instance, the piece of Plejaran tech from a beam ship, where Kelley states it takes hundreds of years to grow on Erra is false. That may be true for the Plejaran Caliphate in the parallel reality 5 seconds out of sync with 3D earth, but nt true for the positive Plejarans who are 1 second out of sync.

For you see, it is the evil Plejaran Caliphate, the latest allies with Crowley and Co., who made and control the Steven D. Kelley clones, among other clones. These clones are created from genetic material five seconds out of sync with your reality, giving them the ability to phase shift from one dimension to another, thus making them dangerous, especially to dogs. For some reason, Plejaran Caliphate members and clones made from their tech find earth K-9s delicious to dine on, usually raw, sometimes cooked long-pig style.

The Kelley clones are also aligned with transvestite reptilian shape-shifter Pattie Brassard, who was, still is, putting out Crowley-scripted false info on Nibiru and ISON.

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The male Kelley clone is locally controlled by NSA/FBI spy handler and CoIntelPro shill Rhonda Vilhauer, who reports to both Alestair Crowley and the Plejaran Caliphate. This clone delivers public disinformation as an NSA COINTELPRO SHILL, as seen here:

The female Kelley clone works in Luciferian Anaheim at Disneyland, recruiting MKUltra candidates for Project Monarch and Project Mouse Ears. (Pretty much all of Anaheim is Satanically-owned territory and anyone living in Anaheim are mind-controlled, cloned or members of the Jesuit Order of Ordained Reptiles.)

The transsexual Kelley clone works the streets of Hollywood for  Project Kitten candidates, along with Pattie Brossard, who both love to eat raw stray dogs on the streets of America.

Keep your dogs away lest they be eaten by these Luciferian/Plejaran Caliphate/Crowley puppet/NSA shill clones!

Duncan and Miranda’s Satanic Gathering and Mind-Control Ritual in Phoenix, Arizona

If you want to be lured into the Devil’s lair, try the Duncan and Miranda Show (or Bobby Joe and Allison Tent Revival Act) next month, as advertised here — only $350! (Plus airfair, hotel, tax, and beers for Bobby) (Not to mention a donation “hat” for the Crowley Fund)duncan and cowAXE: “How will we dupe them today, Bobby J?”

OMEGA UNIT 197: “I’m too huuungouever to tink, babe. Let me cull firth da enegy o duh Greh Waalkers and Assguards of Odeen.”

AXE: “Can we eat first?”

OMEGA UNIT 197: “Again?! Only if it be Applebees.”

 

As I have stated before, this is an MKUltra/Process Church/Crowley constructed/Satan worshipping event that draws in weak-minded people who think they need “help.” What happens is they are drugged, programmed, and offered up as sacrifices. Of course, anyone who attends these events won’t remember these things since they are mind-controlled and programmed to forget, thanks to some nice CIA drugs, the same CIA that Duncan O’Bobby proudly says he has worked for, and still does.

They say their Phoenix mind-control seminar is dedicated to Stevie Ray Vaughn and the theme song is “Crossfire.” Well in that song, SRV chants:

Sell your soul just to bop on by
Beggin’ for a dollar, stealin’ a dime

So the theme of the seminar is selling your soul, pay us and stealing money…as many of you know, the Illuminati have to “tell” you what they are up to, in an arcane way, never directly, but through hints — alas, this is Duncan’s message: it’s all about giving souls to the darkside and stealing money from fools, the same ones PT Barnum spoke of: born every 5 minutes.

And Phoenix…what does the name mean? Rising from the fire anew…last year Duncan claimed he was turning to the darkside and going after all those who opposed him…and now he is back claiming to be a “good” guy all the while murdering people left and right for his father. And under the hot city of Phoenix, AZ, is a large cavernous Illuminati/Cabal facility…where attendees will be taken to, tortured by MIBs, raped by albino Draocos overlords, programmed by the clones of Dr. Greenbaum, and inducted into the Crowley Cult.

Just as the snake oil salesmen of the past (and present)rant at the carnivals: “Yes, indeedy, step right up, folks, register here, and learn the dark ancient arts of crystal magic! Don’t believe those jackwagons who say we’re Satanists -  oh no, like Oral Roberts and Billy Graham, we are of God!…and oh, do you need demons cleared from your house? For a nice fee, never free, Dunc-y will scare them away with his beedy little eyes and chinless visage!”

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MI6 Agent Gareth Williams and the Project IBIS Connection

Many will see how absurd this story is that MI6 agent Gareth Williams killed himself by locking himself up in a body bag, as absurd as the Phil Schneider suicide excuse.

Crowle Disney

Williams was killed because he had discovered knowledge about MI6 and NSA fronted Project IBIS with children from Annunaki bloodlines. He had also uncovered information about the Mark Richards frame, the many Michael Prince/Casbolt time travel missions, the Max Spiers clones replacing historic British personalities, the Process Church/Walt Disney plan to control the minds of children implemented in the 1950s from a white paper written by Josef Mengele aka Dr. Greenbaum, and the Alestair Crowley/Montaulk/time portal plan to bring Crowley to 2012 so he could take command of the Jesuit/Mossad/reptilian cabal ruling over the western world. Williams had intended to go public with this info but “somehow” accidentally trapped his naked body up in a pad-locked bag and suffocated.

Funny how these things happen.

Super Soldier Rachel, Clones, and Condoleeza Rice

An interview to listen to…

Super Soldier Rachel is a graduate of the clone program initiated by Condoleeza Rice known as Project Sahara Desert (Rice time traveled via Montaulk to the late 1970s at the Bush compound, meeting her younger self who was subject to Moloch rituals since she was born). Rice has a small army of Rachel clones around for her bidding (called the Janines), mostly stationed on the moon. Part Djinn DNA and part Annunaki DNA, the Cabal was interested in her main DNA from the bloodline of the di Medici banking clan. The Black Goo altered her in a way fitting to Rice’s clone program, which is to send 10,000 Rachel clones into Africa to do a mop-up after Africa is hit with black goo on a massive scale.

The Lies in the News

Little of your news is true. Wake up!

Caretakers at Walter Reed are being removed because of the cyber-reptoid limb replacement program is under way with soldiers who lost legs and arms. It has been found that the limbs alter the entire DNA of the person and transform them into super solider material.

Oklahoma and the Midwest are being HAARPed by China in retaliation for US-HAARP earthquake attacks in Iran and elsewhere. Look for weather disasters in China soon.

Phillip Seymoir Hoffmann is not in rehab. He is on Mars. He was always a Project IBIS child.

Nanites are being activated to make people commit murder and suicide.

Clones activated for civil unrest Another case here.

This plane crash was a 4th Reich assssination ordered by Crowley, the target was one of the Project IBIS kids. Yes, they are picking off the IBIS one by one.

Project Vlad kids taken in Mexico City. They were all prototype vampires.

Project Monarch gone wrong.

 

 

 

 

 

A Super Neat Super Soldier Week!

Get your I Cold on next week:

 

Michael Prince James Casbolt interviews on:

The Art of Dreaming with M. Hemmingson, Wed., March 13

Super Solider Radio with L. Fenton, Wed, March 13

Super Soldier Roundtable with Mel Fabvergas with Rink, Spiers and Blackwell, Friday, March 15

supersoliers

Rink is on the Moon

Max is on Mars

Anchors Away, m’boys!

water boys

if the water boys hoist the anchor

and take it away

lost in time you shall rancor,

and Swerdlow will no longer play

the sailor lads know what to do

the Idywild Group knows who is who

it’s all very tried and true, you see

we know the purple pebble is you, hehe

and at Dulce, your clones are never free

but blue

You Do NOT Want a Visit from the Tooth Fairy!!!

tooth fairyYou thought the reptilians and the Wingmakers were bad? Pass around the pruple pebble! This cloned cyborg operative, aka The Tooth Fairy, is double max’ed out, and he will do more than dry out your account.

Not even The Mongoose can take the TF. Oh, Roan on the range, where the Dracos and the greys are slain…where seldom is heard a J. Casbolt word…and the Idywild Group still remains.

Karmic backlash for having love affairs with Duncan Cameron and Stewart Swerdlow. Chomp chomp, said the Russian sub commander.

Note: be wary which factions of The Water Company are looking at you. There is a big difference between the meter readers and the pipe fitters. Ask the ones who were cleaned on 9/11, digging into the two trillion heist.

Coming Out of the Closet: MK Ultra Style!

“I just love your manicure, baby,” notes Bobby Joe.

Recently seen coming out of a Lexington, KY bathhouse together, Duncan O’Finioan has come out of the MKUltra closet of black ops man love, and has admitted to a long-time affair with Randy “Asshat” Maugans.  Above, we see the two lovebirds sharing an intimate moment of “stealth arrow penetration” techniques.

“I have killed many this way,” O’Finioan is saying to his fairy-squeeze, “and you can, too, honey bunch o’oats.”

Does this mean his affair with MK Stormm is over? “In Project Sparticus, we were taught the man-on-man goes all around,” O’Finioan was heard saying. “Corso taught me to how to wear women’s clothes and put on the lipstick, Stormm taught me how to blow and bow.”

This was, of course, in the Sector Pink at the farm.

Maugans did not come out, per se, since his eye gazes have been well-known all around. “The girls can’t have the super soldiers,” he once stated to a source, “it’s strictly a man thing.”

The kicker: “AX is really a man,”  Lt Cmdr Aaron McCollum confessed. “The AC/DC song ‘I Got Big Balls’ was written with him in mind.”

The Salton Sea Creatures and the Battle in the Chocolate Mountains

Two weeks ago, or so, 100 plus small earthquakes rattled the Imperial Valley area in southern California, into Mexico, with a central point of Brawley. These “quakes” were the result of a battle within the secret bases in the Chocolate Mountains between the Cabal military, greys, Geizeh Intelligence and a race known as the Bagatomos who have lived underground in a pocket dimension for a very long, long time.

The local Cahuilla Indian myths claim these beings, who look somewhat like standing frogs and have faces on both sides of their heads, were created simultaneously with their human race by two ET brothers, but the Bagatomos decided to go underground in the Chocolate and Santa Bernardino Mountains because they did not care for the 3D world of human beings.

Well, there is some truth to that. The Bagatmos were created as another slave race by the Annunaki. They freed themselves from the overlords with the help of another underground race known in Hopi lore as the ant people.

The greys and Cabal military have been raiding and destroying the underground Bagatonos and ant people pocket dimension cities for the past 9 months and the Bagatomos decided to strike back. They do have a unique technology of weapons apparently given to them by The Wingmakers 300 years ago.

Numerous grey and reptoid ships have been seen leaving the Salton Sea the past 10 days. These ships were connected to the Chocolate Mountain base which is very similar to Dulce and other genetic experiment bases.

Some of their experiments have also been released and been seen around the Salton Sea and in the New River, from 50-tentacled beasts and 400 foot long water snakes with human and ape heads, plus half-human, half-insect creatures that have been feeding on residents of small Salton Sea towns like Bombay Beach and Yacht Heaven.

A few reports indicate that half-dog, half-squid creatures have been attacking themeth labs in trailers out there and feeding on meth.

And there is also the nearby Salton Sea military base 29 Palms, a stronghold for cloned super soldiers created by Merk and MK Ultra program facilities. The Bagatomos have also attacked there.

As we enter the finals months of 2012 and near the War of Time, more and more of these sort of things will occur. It is par for the course.

A Close One: the CIA Hooker Trail, the Truth About Drake, and the MONGOOSE Calvary

This is what happened the past 24 hours:

I was gathering intel on the CIA-run call girl service (or agents/assets posing as high-priced escorts) after I received this photo from the Super Solider Summit, showing MKUltra victim/super solider Max Spiers (who was “twin-ritual” bonded with James Casbolt when they were kids, a curious Satanic Cabal projects ceremony) with the prostitute/asset in question to the left:

(Note the orb by his face.)

She looked very familiar but I could not place her in my memory. I ran a face recog on her and found her code name, Lady R, who works for a Cabal-run escort service out of L.A., Vegas, Dallas and Phoenix (that is, she is flown out to clients in these cities, commands a $5K a night price, but all are CIA missions or, as a Project Monarch graduate, for use free-of-price by politicians and bankers of the Cabal). I found her name, or a name she uses, but I will not reveal that just yet. I remember her being assigned to a colleague of mine who was at Lockheed-Martin working with new alien tech handed over by the NRO and ONI, acting as a friend of his 19-year-old daughter, she was actually reporting on him and seduced him, and he later vanished. Lady R was younger (and probably underage) and had brunette hair, so this was why I could not place her at first,

I contacted a former asset of mine from the ONI days, a double-agent who worked for the same escort service but now under a new name, because she had been in Monarch with Lady R. I needed to know what she had on her fellow sex slave. My asset, whom I will call Lady Buttercup, said she would only tell me in person at a public place. (The photo to the left is ten ir eight years old and she has since had plastic surgery and does not look like this anymore.)

I was in Barcelona and she is in San Francisco but that was no problem, I said I could meet her in two hours. She mentioned a restaurant on Russian Hill that I knew and had outdoors seating.

I saw her waiting. Something did not feel right but I sat down anyway. “I’m sorry,” is all she said, “they kidnapped my son and made me do it.”  Half a dozen cammo dudes with guns drawn surrounded me, plus an agent in a black suit appeared using teleportation and placed a gun to Lady B’s head. He told me, “Shift out and she dies, and so does her kid.”

I was indeed going to shift to 5D and get the hell out of dodge but I knew he would kill her and probably put her son in the programs or give the boy to a Draco to eat, so I remained still. My curiosity got the best of me as well. A second suit guy (I hate to use the term “man in black”) appeared by my side and slipped a damper collar around my neck — this collar kept my body vibrating at 3D…if I attempted to shift, it would tighten so hard my head would be severed. I know, because I have used the same collar on aliens.

I was ushered away and blindfolded and taken onto a vessel that I am pretty sure was some sort of TR-3, perhaps the E or G Tier 2 model.

BTW, there was a small news item about my apprehension:

MID-AFTERNOON SHOCK AND AWE!

Man abducted by military seems real

Customers having lunch at a Russian Hill restaurant were shocked and awed when a military unit of seven heavily armed men converged on a couple in the outdoors patio and arrested both. The man was led away in handcuffs and what appeared to be a collar around his neck and the woman was also cuffed.

Alongside the soldiers were two men in dark suits and sunglasses looking every part the mysterious government men-in-black types.

And playing the part was what it was all about. When asked about the incident, the public information office of the SFPD stated, “That was a scene from a movie being filmed in the city. The scene called for the action to be caught on a cell phone by an on-looker and, wanting it to appear realistic, with real public reaction, no one was told a film was being shot.”

The PIO did not know the name of the film but stated, “We will just have to look for it in theaters next year.”

A waitress at the restaurant said, “I’m pretty sure the man who was arrested was Clive Owen, when he walked in I even thought, Hey that guy looks like Clive Owen.”

The flight was five minutes but I could have been taken anywhere. I knew wherever we landed, the platform went below ground based on the sound. I was escorted to a room, hit in the stomach by te butt of a gun, and handcuffed to a chair. I sat there for eight hours, never fed or given water, a Geneva Conventon violation if I might say.

The blindfold was taken off and the two suit guys stood there plus an armed guardby the door.

“If you’re going to fuck me,” I said, “I expect you buy me dinner first.”

The suits did not have a sense of humor.

“We finally got you,” one said, “Mr. Former White Hat…did you think you could really elude us? Did you really think it would be that easy?”

“You know,” I said, “for a while, I did.”

“You’re in for a universe of hell, F.W. Hat.”

I turned to the other suit guy and said, “Can I ask you a serious question? When you got your dick in his mouth, does he talk away like that? It must be really annoying: you’re getting a blowjob from your MiB partner and he won’t shut up…”

I didn’t finish because two technicians in lab coats and a tray came in. They took my fingerprints, blood and hair samples, and performed a retinal scan.

“We’ll know your true identity soon,” said talky suit guy, “and then we’ll grow a few good clones and infiltrate your group of alien pals.”

“Don’t you know,” I replied, “I’m a Rothschild bastard. Like Hitler.”

“Funny guy,” said suit.

When the techies left with my DNA, a four star general entered the room, along with a pudgy and short woman with a deep French Canadian accent. I knew her instantly: Lady Dragon.

“You have been a pain in the ass, Former White Hat,” said Lady Dragon.

“I’m sorry,” I said to her, “I don’t remember having anal sex with you.”

“It was only a matter of time before we got you,” said the four-star general.

“And who are you, sir?” I asked. “I would salute you, sir, being former military, but my hands are oppressed from following protocol.”

“It does not matter my name, Hat,” said the general, “just know I am the one who will give the green light on the mass arrests.” He smiled.

“You are Drake’s Pentagon contact,” I said.

“And we have had that clone spilling the bullshit to the public. A nifty game.”

“What did you do with original?”

“He is safely tucked away,” said Lady Dragon.

“A wonderful plan devised by Hilary Clinton and Poppy Bush,” said the general. “You have this sincere-sounding old solider talking about freedom and mass arrests, he gets the militias worked up, the people pissed off, you keep holding off the arrest dates so they will get so mad they will do it themselves; then you give a green light, arrest a few bankers and congressmen of no great consequence, you ask the militias to head out, and things look fishy, a few planned terrorist attacks, a war brewing in the Middle East, and the President declares martial law, and we move in without none of this Constitutional rights baloney. Riots and civil unrest starts up –“

“And then Project Strawman and Op 711 goes green light,” I said, feeling defeated.

He smiled broadly. “You are looking at the man who has the codes to activate millions of clones out there: women, children, men of all stripe and strata. This was Hilary’s design, the bitch has some brains.”

“And a fat ass,” Lady Dragon chortled.

“You shouldn’t talk,” I said.

“Fuck you, Ex-White Hat!” she snapped. “I say we kill him now.”

“Not just yet,” the general said.

“Are you going to murder me,” I asked, “or bore me to death with useless banter?”

“Let’s see how smart-mouthed you are when we have you on the torture table,” said Lady Dragon. “What witty retorts will you utter when your fingers are being cut off and a hot metal rod is shoved up your skinny butt?”

“I imagine I will say ‘ouch,'” I said. To the general: “Why tell me all this crap? If you’re going to torture me, get on with it. At least something interesting will be happening.”

“I wanted you to know,” he said, “that we will send your clone out, your clone will back Drake up, will post online anything we want, and we will get your Plejaran and Procyonian friends reigned in.”

“You do know my friends can detect a clone,” I said.

“We have perfected the tech,” he informed me, “where a high-grade clone cannot be discerned from the original, and can live up to 10 years.”

“Wow,” I said, “progress of western civilization.”

“And you will –“

But he did not finish because an alarm sounded off. Outside the room were the sounds of explosions and men screaming from laser fire.

“What the heck is going on?!” cried Lady Dragon.

The guard stood read, the general pulled out his 9 mm. He looked worried as further sounds of explosions, laser and gun fire, and screams were heard.

I smiled. “Did you consider that if I did not check in, my ‘friends’ would know something was wrong? And that I have a Plejaran friend whom I am always in telepathic contact with?”

“We are here,” I heard Asket in my mind.

“I’m just kicking back, been waiting for the Calvary,” I replied to her.

Lady Dragon said, “Holy shit, Procyon warriors!”

“Did you really think grabbing me would be that easy?” I said.

The general came after me just as the door exploded open. The guard was vaporized instantly and screamed.

The Procyon warrior MONGOOSE came in, along with my female counterpart from the GAL-Universe, dressed in a black jumpsuit and combat face. They both wielded laser cannons.

“I surrender!” screeched Lady Dragon, falling to her knees, hands up. “Please don’t kill me!”

The general had it in his mind to use me as a shield, put the gun to my head and bargain his way out. But I jumped up, turned, slammed him with the metal chair I was strapped to. I kicked the gun out of his hand and head butted his face, breaking his nose.

“Miss me?” asked my counterpart.

“Could you have waited thirty seconds?” I said. “I was just having fun.”

Aaron McCollum then came in with one of the suit guys, bloodied, by the neck tie. “Release him,” Aaron said, nodding to me.

The suit guy, not so talkative now, used a small electronic device that released the damper on my neck, and then the cuffs.

“Nothing to say?” I asked him.

“Suck my willy,” he muttered.

I punched him in the mouth and teeth flew everywhere. He fell down next to the general, who was trying to keep a stream of blood from flowing out of his broken nose.

Feeling like Chuck Norris, I said, “I would say ‘sorry’ about the physical damage, sir, but I never apologize to anyone.”

“You always have to have the last word,” said my counterpart, “you remind me of me.”

“Where are we?” I asked. “Where and what is this facility?”

“Just one of many of those nasty underground bases in Colorado,” she told me.

The base was taken by 20 Procyon fighters. All the guards were killed, the military personnel and technicians taken prisoner. The first thing I did was destroy the fingerprints and blood nd hair samples they took from me.

They found, in stasis chambers, numerous clones of Bobby Joe Fannin, Bill Brockbrader, Drake, Benjamin Fulford, and Max Spiers. All were destroyed.

Asket was waiting in her beamship.

“The Calvary,” I said.

“Have fun?” she said.

Since I never had lunch in Frisco and had been in the base ten hours without food or water, I said, “Pizza and iced-tea sure sounds lovely right now.”

“You know how to use the food replicator,” Asket said, “but no replicated anchovies or salami.”

Extra cheese and pineapple was my choice.

As we left the base, the Colorado wildfires raged around us. A perfect camouflage, I thought, burn the above ground and no one will suspect the center of the phony mass arrests and clone activation was right below…

So, we have the general (I will release his name later) and Lady Dragon in custody…but this Lady Dragon is a clone. There is still an original, and maybe more clones, out there. Apparently this Lady Dragon did not know she was a clone and broke down in malfunction.

We got the mass clone activation codes from the general but he said, “You won’t stop it. Hilary also has the codes. Operation 7-11 will happen!”

But not the mass arrests. This general was Drake’s contact, and this general was to give the order of the fake mass arrests. That will not happen — but what about July 11? We need to still stop that.

ALSO: I am not ruling out this was a set-up. Something still does not feel right here. They had to know that I would have been rescued if I did not check in, and they never drugged me to block any telepathic communication, which seems odd. And why the small base and not the Pentagon or off-planet where it would have been more difficult to spring me? I have to be suspicious that I was intentionally fed false information or that this was an operation to see how effective the Procyon ground forces are at extraction. Don’t worry, I have been tested and I am not a clone, and now we have data on their new upgraded clones who are hard to detect.

Gupta Galore: More Lies from Sleazy “Sarah Stanga,” Illuminati Hooker, NWO Dungeon Dominatrix, and Black Witch Slut of Dracos! or: Memoirs of the Naughty Girl from Leeds

Sarah Stanga writes…no, brags on her blog, trying to convince people how educated she is:

Let me get this straight, right now! This blog is written by someone who has had a University Education, and has studied, Sociology, and Psychology and also Counselling and Psychotherapy skills, and nothing on James Rinks blog, stating a list of “conditions” that he feels are abnormal, are in fact abnormal at all. IT IS a NORMAL human response to a traumatic situation to have any of those symptoms, so James Rink, fuck off right now! I will never laugh at my memories, although I can to a certain degree accept a black sense of humour, I will not tolerate anyone thinking that any of this shit is fun, ever! To even start to heal, you have to come into some form of acceptance of who you are and what you have been through, not deny it with some “New Age” bullshit, covering it with love and light techniques that in the long-term will not work.

But Sarah, what about all your “New Age bullshit” with Budhism, eh, lassie? And why do you negate James Rink’s claims? That is his reality. You may not agree with him, but many also say you’re a nut job as well, and have made your story up or it is all a product of your mental illness…you have your reality and he has his…yet you and I both know your truth, and our past iteractions, as do a few others; we know what you are up to, posting as various alters and personalities online, your Violets and Purple Pebbles and Valeries and Carries and Jo Has playing off each other…we know your game, who you belong to, and what your true dark agenda is: to lure the lost and weak into your sphere and offer them to your Dracos Overlords as sacrifices. Some may still fall for it, some may wonder why your so-called expertised from studying psycotherapy abd counseling has not aided your own condition, and some know what is behind that “Sarah Stanga” (not your real name) mask.

The Gupta Stanga goes on:

…Miranda and Duncan are not black witches and never have been. They walk their own spirituahttp://formerwhitehat.wordpress.com/wp-admin/post-new.phpl path, and to start to use whatever experiences psychically you feel you had with them in that way is also wrong, especially if you knew that there was a bereavement in their family and were sending them negativity, that may well have been the cause of your own bullshit, just leave them alone. I know of a few “Super Soldiers” who have tried using their psychic abilities on me, and there has been more than one, who claimed to be wanting to help me, and did more harm than good, leaving me further traumatised not healed at all, and then went and started dark energy work, so you are guilty of that and don’t for one minute think I do not know who any of your are…

Yeah yeah yeah, honey girl, you are being psychically attacked by James Casbolt, Max Spiers, Alana Blackwell, Anya Briggs, and the humble I…we have all heard this b.s., which you go about psychically attacking the very people you claim are attacking you. Like many others, every time you have an hallucination or a bad hair day, instead of realizing you need meds or therapy, you assign the blame on outside forces. But we could say…you know that Duncan and AX are not black witches because you are one yourself, so you would be in the know? No one has never claimed Bobby Joe was a black witch — he is a broken down soulless clone, being prepared for a Berseker suicide mission. Miranda, on the other hand, is indeed a practitioner of the dark arts given the number of hexes, spells and attacks to kill anyone who unmasks or criticizes them. Ask Aaron McCollumn who she REALLY is, but is she as powerful as you, sweet Gupta Sarah? You who has constantly tried to engage both Casbolt and I in astral sexual rituals, to lure us into your black widow’s poisonous web, but have failed?

You are fooling a few, baby, but not turning the trick on the many…and I do mean “trick” as in johns and hookers.

Bobby Joe Fanin Breaks Down and Goes Bughouse

As I previously stated, the person going by the assumed name, “Duncan O’Finioan,” the strawman corporate entity with ROBERT JOSEPH FANIN on its birth certificate, the criminal clone known as Bobby Joe Fanin, is malfunctioning and its Beserker program taking over. In a recent radio appearance on Asshat Maugan’s show, this clone shifted to an alter when screaming unintelligibly in hillbilly stupor about James Rink and his Supersoldier Summit.

Bobby Joe admits to being “forced” to kill another boy with bow and arrow when he was 12. Forced or not, he has publicly admitted to committing murder,  a crime he should be arrested and tried for, and pay the price of life imprisonment for taking an innocent life (among many other innocent lives he boasts to have taken). (It should also be noted that Dave Corso admits on radio that he was “Duncan’s archer instructor” in the wargames, so that makes Corso equally guilty in not only the death of the boy Bobby Joe “shot an arrow through the eye” but all the other “runners” in these black ops child war games.)

It is apparent, by Bobby Joe’s slurring, the clone is drunk, dipping into the beer and booze and swimming in his fantasies of pain; his true pain being a soulless, worthless CLONE of the man he once was.

Bobby Joe says he was attacked and “had my ass-tossed around the house by a demon.” Well that happens when your woman, a black witch, summons up these beings in Illuminati rituals.

This entity, this Omega Unit, this antiquated, obsolete solider model, is dangerous — a danger to himself and all those around him, a danger to society, and should be put in a rubber room with a strait-jacket; one need only read its admission:

As I was relating the incident that happened during the wargames exercises, yes, I reverted back, switched to that 12 year old boy when this event took place. when I came back to my “self” several hours later, I found myself having crawled underneath a car, clutching a bare blade knife.

This, and the confession to murder, is good enough evidence to have Bobby Joe placed into a mental ward. But would it help the clone? No. It would trigger an alter, perhaps the Beserker, and more innocent people would be injured or even killed, like this unit has done to many the past 30 years.

And given the fact that this Omega unit encourages the mental illness of Khristine Clanestine shows its irresponsible nature, making that nutcase hermaphrodite think her delusions and hallucinations are real.

When the Beserker does go unleashed, it will harm and murder and main many innocent people…I stated that it will probably go after the attendees of the Super Solider Summit in San Marin this month, and it is looking like that will happen by Bobby Joe’s obvious malfunctioning.

What this Omega Unit cannot fathom is that the new generation of psychic black ops soldiers are used on the astral plane and their psyches employed to operate synthetic bodies and cloned hybrid bodies with Saturn-steel skeletons for off-planet missions…while there are the manufactured super soldiers who are invincible walking machines, as exposed in “The Heather Material,” old units like Omega Unit 197 are only good for one final, suicidal mission, their Beserkers unleashed and any other alters forever closed in the brain or erased.

Bobby Joe admits to Asshat Maugans that it is “in my final hour” and on its blog:

there comes a time in everyone’s life when anger and fury build up and it explodes like nitro.

I said before that it is a ticking time bomb, and it is…the bomb diffuses need to sent in to terminate this malfunctioning out-dated weapon.

Of course, I will hear from this clone what it says to everyone, with threats to come after me, to send grand juries and Greywalker fantasy soldiers, the broken-record “put up” and “come meet me face to face” just like all schoolyard bullies do, and like all bullies, when you call their bluff, they — and Bobby Joe would — cower away with tail under ass and soiled undues, that last panel in its comic-book existence, with the shaking puppy mumbling these words from the Omega Unit 197 blog:

…you would prefer the devil himself reached up from the depths of hell, took hold of you and dragged you under, than to face me…I mean these words with every fiber of my soul.

Obama Soon to Be Exposed

Clarence Thomas in the Supreme Court and several members of Congress as well as the Senate Sergeant-at-Arms will soon be calling the O-Clones of Barry Soetoro aka Barack Obama II (a name he never made a legal change for) to the carpet and answer the charges of forgery of legal documents, his Kenyan birth, his Indonesian citizenship, his stolen SSN, his fraudulent Selective Service card, his connection to Saudi Arabia, his lack of published legal papers despite being the head of the Harvard Law Review, Michelle ghost writing his  J.D. dissertation at Harvard, and his illegal and fraudulent holding of the office of President of the U.S. Corporation.

But this was the plan from the start, to make him a fall guy and eventual martyr for the Cabal’s overall plan, the biggest con job on the people and strawman corporate entities of the U.S. Corporation.

Was Bobby Joe Excluded from the Super Soldier Summit?

Of interest:

Now things come to light…this Super Solider Summit is in Marin County, Calif, June 23…and coincidentally Bobby Joe Clone’s “Survival” seminar is 45-60 minutes away in Sacramento.

Is Bobby Joe Clone (and Lady Corso, who will be there) miffed that he was not asked to be included in this seminar, so he set up an event nearby at the same time? Maybe he will crash the summit with his katana sword, with Lay Corso in a nice summer dress behind him, and scream how he is a “Graywalker” and Rink and Spiers are bogus, etc.

What I know: Aaron McCollum and James Casbolt will pay a surprise visit to both events, coming into Marin County in a TR-3C breaking the sound barrier at Mach 4, and really shake things up as true super soldiers who have broken from the Cabal and work with the Uncomporomised White Hats (whether they will be in synthetic bodies, projected as holograms, time traveling, or originals from this timeline is uncertain right now).

Given the crappy and rude way Bobby Joe and Lady Corso have treated people at past conferences, it is no wonder they are not asked to speak at any, not to mention the psychic attack battles between AX and her black magic vs. Rink and his alters.

Woody Brockbrader was supposed to be at this one…but, well, looks like he will have to be present in astral form only.

Two Thingamabobs

1. Drake 5 was uttering southern drawl nonsense today; after the dates of the alleged mass arrests came and went, he now says there is no date for when it will occur and how long chaos will transpire “because this has never been done before.” So that leaves things open for weeks, months, maybe years for him to keep saying, “It’s coming soon, it’s coming, in the meantime clean your gun and donate to Freedomreigns.us and that sort of thing.”

2. Kerry Cassidy did an interesting roundtable with milabs today: James Rink, Max Speer, and Alara Blackwell. And my my, they did some righteous bashing on Bobby Joe. Trusty information.

Zombies in Florida and the Drake Clone Connection

New intel: Drake 5 is connected to the zombie/cannibal outbreak, via his Cabal buddies in the Pentagon…

Two Project Monarch milabs, Sheila “Aliens” and Varilyx Warsinger spread the word (look at these young women carefully and you will see they are graduates of MKUltra, the real kind, not fakes like Gupta Stanga):

All the Stupid Sheeple or Rise of the MKUltra Groupies or Khristine the Clandestine Hermaphrodite

A number of people are weighing in their two pennies on the Cassidy-Maugans-FWH-Bobby Joe-Project Camelot-Drake-Brockbrader issue, such as a delusional young man/transsexual named Khris (or Khristine, intentionally named by his father when he knew his son was not exactly a man but a hermaphrodite), blogging as Clandestine Rage Revealed, typing up illogical non-sense of a tranny in need of psychiatric care.

This is what I mean about people like Bobby Joe doing more harm than any good when he attracts these “MK Ultra Groupies” to him likes flies to cow paddies; these mentally ill folk who believe they have been through the things people like Bobby Joe and Sarah Stanga lie about.

The file I have on Khristine Clandestine is a very troubled gender-confused childhood for having both a penis and a vagina, and his/her father’s hatred and fear, alcoholism and drugs in the house, sexual and mental torture…Khristine saw the Project Camelot videos a few years ago and projected his/her life onto Bobby Joe, so desperately wanting to deny his/her true past, and creating a better explanation for his hell of his/her past, convincing herself that she was put in Project Monarch and was forced to have alters and sent out on military missions with synthetic bodies that were neither male or female.

Instead of getting true help, people on her blog encourage this fantasy, and Khristine has become a paranoid delusional succumbing to beliefs that she is a TI, is psychically attacked (encouraged by Sarah’s lies) and so on…what Khristine needs is to get off the internet where delusional  nutcases encourage her fictional history, and seek real psychological care.

Kristinte is a very violent person, and is triggered easily and lashes out, and has already had legal problems for physical violence on strangers and family alike.

Khristine is a danger to herself and the people around her; her desire for an alternative life from her true reality is the collateral damage of real MK Ultra super soldiers coming forward. Is this what the Cabal wants? Of course — it helps with the confusion, and when thus “community” is filled with the mentally ill, it makes true victims of ritual abuse and black ops mind control also look like nutcases.

Khristine: you were never in the programs, you are not a milab, you are not a super solider; you are mentally compromised and confused about your unfortunate childhood. I urge to you get proper psychiatric care and not look to a group of liars and nutcases for salvation, but look into yourself and realize what truly happened, that Satanic Santa Clauses did not molest you and hurt you, it was all within your dysfunctional family unit. You created a disassociative reaction and a fictional rationale for what is simply a very ugly truth.

I am sorry you went through all that, Khristine, and you need to get away from the bughouse bobbys and bettys who encourage you to believe these falsehoods.

Project Monarch, Project Muffin and Project Scream Graduates

“I never met a Monarch or Muffin that I was not pleased to show my fist.” –James Casbolt, 2009

“These little ladies get the best panties and I want them!!” –Dave Corso, 2011

Barry King Says Das Vedanya to Disclosure

This press release by black ops whitleblower Barry King was forwarded to me by a source:

DISCLOSURE HAS BEEN CANCELLED….due to lack of interest

Media Release May 3rd 2012

To quell the rumours, stop the misquotes and set things straight I have to release this media statement.Firstly I have not been taken out, I have not sold out, I have pulled out from Disclosure in total for several reasons, and these I shall detail here. After many years within the research and investigation field, 46 to be precise, and 18 of those years spent tirelessly disclosing openly and publicly its about time to call it a day.
I’ve done my job, did what was intended, to bring to the publics and alternate media’s notice the state of play regarding secret facilities, projects and black programs, the locations, dates, personnel. This I feel has been achieved. From 1994 to 2000 I disclosed Globally via The Voice documents. In 2000 I became one of Dr Steven Greer’s Disclosure Project Witnesses after supplying him with over 600 pages of documentation and agreeing to be filmed for his project.
I was the first to bring the area of PLF’s, programmed Life Forms, to the Worlds Attention, and to Dr Greer.
Dr Greer has spoken a good number of times in his interviews and conference talks of ARV’s and Stagecraft, and as he states as most important PLF’s, the area where he claims he receives the most threats!. Well Dr Greer think of the poor bastard whom brought this to you in the first place, do you think my life has been a bed of roses?. Time after time I have been attacked by individuals stating I was not even a Disclosure Project Witness simply because Dr Greer has kept me and my data hidden, in backgrounds and has never publicly admitted to the fact that I was a witness. He still proclaims long and loud at confs and in interviews though the importance of PLFs within the disclosure arena. Me? well i’ve been pushed so far into the background now, Dr Greer states he has others connected with that field, he does not need me or my data, even though I started it all!
So, I’ve had enough of Disclosure especially with Dr Greer and his Witness program.
The lack of interest is a global concern, the media, the public, in Disclosure, whether by initial or full blown, the World really does not care nor wants to be disturbed from their cosy lifetstyles of holidays abroad, sitting in front of giant plasma 3D TVs watching the dumbing down soap operas or sport or controlled and manipulated documentaries on their latest DFS credit purchased sofas.
They do not want to hear stories of Ufo’s, aliens, underground bases, mind control etc unless it is via a glossy sensationalised hollywood blockbuster.
The above gives you an idea of why I have dropped off the grid, wishing nothing more to do with trying to educate the World, its a thankless task anyways. I also believe I have a right to closure, I’ve got my revenge on the controllers, the USAF, NSA, CIA and countless others connected to my disclosures. I’ve made sure the World now knows of Peasemore, PLFs, the black budgets. After 30+ years yes I think I have my closure. Others have come forward, still more will do so in future. I look around and can say ‘yes, job done, now for a rest’.As I stated at the beginning, I have not been taken out nor have I sold out, I’m simply closing the book and putting it back on the shelf. Thank you for your time.

Barry M King

 

But has he been cloned? We will look into it.

I met Barry King several times Peasemore when he was doing security. He probably does not remember me, I was just another Yankee spook in a suit.

The Graywalkers Denounce Bobby Joe

Got this notice:

 

For Immediate Release

We are the Graywalkers, we move between the darkness and the light, keeping an eye on black hats and white hats alike. We keep the universal balance of justice when one side steps out of line.

We, The Graywalkers, formally denounce and split all ties with Bobby Joe Fanin of Lexington, Kentucky, going by the false moniker “Robert Duncan O’Finioan,” known petty criminal of Pahrump, Nevada, 1990-99.

After evidence was presented that Fanin had expired and was replaced by a soulless clone, we turn our backs on this aberration of false flesh.

If he claims to be one of us, he is lying.

Our motto: “Say No to Satanic Clones!”

 

For YOU: u know who u r

Bobby Joe Fanin Bends the Knee to Loki

I come back from the future and find out that the clone of Omega Unit 197 has bowed down to Loki the Beast, Enki the Wicked, Lucifer the Luciferian, and now works as a dark agent for crime…

He is a clone. So no surprise.

Clones betray. Clones lie. Clones clone.

The Spartan Super Soldier

This Nov. 2011 article from The Independent notes how ancient Spartan warrior training methods are used with today’s super soldiers — including homosexual “abuse.” As I stated before, the Spartan theory was that if warriors were lovers, they would fight harder to protect each other in the battlefield. This is why transvestite officers such as David Corso  are ideal handlers — they handle men like O’Finioan and James Rink in more ways than, uh, one. (Although Lt. Cmmdr. Aaron McCollum, after breaking from the Cabal to join the Uncompromised White Hats, also broke free from the sexual enslavement Corso had over him, and the S/M sex dungeon underground where a pre-fab trailer home is at 2110 Appaloosa Lane in Pahrump,Nevada, knonw as “the Wolf Queen’s Lair.”)

I have not seen the movie Haywire yet — who has time in the war?! — but am told it is about a female super solidier, as the movie Hanna is about Project Monarch. Other movies in this vein are The Borune trilogy, Soldier, Ultimate Soldier, Predator, Salt, the second Hulk movie…and the TV shows Fringe and Alias.

Bobby Joe Fannin aka Duncan O’Finioan aka Omega Unit 197 aka…?

A few weeks ago, I noted that Omega Unit 197 was convinced I was researcher Anthony Forwood, a name I had not heard of but now know of. Mr. Forwood has replied to that post which I am moving up here as it reveals some things…does this make intel on Dunc incorrect? Is this really Forwood or Dunc or a CIA agent playing a game? Hard to say.

Answer to Forwood’s question to me: all valid inquiries. It is quite possible that these black ops soldiers have been mind-controlled and hypnotized to believe they were involved in these wild ops just so they will appear nuts or liars if they start to whistleblow on the real stuff. As for me, have I been brainwashed to believe I am in contact with Plejarans, etc.? I do not believe so; however, being a former nephew of Uncle Sam, anything is possible. However, my journeys to Erra, my piloting beamships, my past lives on Lyra and Erra, my interactions with Asket DERN and Asket DAL, Semjase, Olein, Remiz, P’Taah, Myra and many others are physically solid; not to mention all the recent operations battling the Cabal.

But anyone can ask the same of their lives…since this third density reality is nothing but a hologram itself, a projection of our collective souls and psyches, how can we be sure any life is real?

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Hello…

I just got an email notification about this little thread I was mentioned in. I’m the Anthony Forwood who wrote ‘They Would Be Gods’, and who confronted Duncan O’Finioan (real name Bobby Joe Fannin) about his claims.

What Everyday11 said is accurate. Bobby Joe Fannin is a crock of feces and plays his role VERY badly. I believe that he’s completely fraudulent, from his long stringy hair and ugly mug down to his dirty, ingrown toenails.

After berating me relentlessly and making a number of threats and trying to be intimidating, he used his super-CIA skills to dig up info on me… those skills amounting to his ability to do a simple google search to learn what any twelve-year-old could easily find out about me. I was very surprised when he came back with an email to show off those great sleuthing skills he has. The reason I was surprised was because he would have learned much more if he had applied his exceptional psychic abilities to remote-view me (I was kind of hoping he would! :-) ).

As it was, he ‘challenged’ me to an interview on his buddy’s internet radio show (he even had a time and date already set up!). However, after how he acted early on with me, I saw no point. He’d already destroyed his character by that point. He thrives by avoiding answering legitimate questions about his claims and would rather stroke his oversized ego for the small group of equally stupid weeny followers he’s been able to cull over the years. I suspect that most of the people who post on his blog are actually just him using various pseudonyms.

The guy’s a dick and very unlikable. Nobody in their right mind would ever take any real interest in such a lying maggot, except perhaps to marvel at his abject idiocy. The internet provided this moron with a pulpit, but he still needed a crowd to listen to his crap, so he made up his wild story to get attention.

BTW, he threatened me about ever mentioning his name in relation to Aaron McCollum, so I’m mentioning them both here. (What are you going to do about it, Bobby Joe?)

On this whole other issue of what lies ahead in the future, and all the disinfo that’s circulating… Truth is what best matches the given order of the universe. We consider things in different terms depending on whether it’s subjective or objective, where objective reality must be equally real (and provable through identical experience) for all of us, but subjective reality is more personal to each of us on an individual basis. Only what is objectively real can qualify as relevant to the situation we’re in as a collective. Therefore, talk about things that we have no physical evidence of, or are based on the claims of others who we don’t know well enough to trust their clear-headed opinion, is not worth considering beyond being a personal interpretation. One man’s demons are another man’s aliens, while for a third man, they’re purely human psychic events, and for a forth man they’re merely the effects of the imagination. Ask yourself, where do you stand on this last point? Have you decided that subjective aspects of your experiences are objectively real, thereby giving them greater power over you? Or do you remain at the helm of your subjective interpretation of reality by not succumbing to buying into the various interpretations that are being heavily pushed (often very subtly and covertly)? Belief in something (accepting it into your reality) is what causes it to begin to collapse from its potential state into its physical manifestation. A collective belief gives it exponentially greater power still. This is one of the great secrets that have been withheld from us by the PTB, and one which determines our future course, and the unfoldment of the universe. The ultimate sacrificial failure is to not believe in yourself, while the ultimate crime is to force your subjective ideals on others as objective reality. As conscious entities, we will survive anything – including physical death – by adhering to this understanding and maintaining the proper inner attitude, no matter what might happen. A few will move on and transcend, some will repeat this all over again, and many will whither into the void and cease to exist at all as individual entities (their life force will be amalgamated with whatever greater power they succumb to – whether it be good or evil).

Stormy – A half-truth can be recognized when some of its aspects don’t match objective reality. Ultimately, everything can be considered a half-truth unless it fits a greater pattern where there is no other better fitting explanation. If you take an example such as the claims of Bobby Joe Fannin, the fact that he’s unable to explain where he gets certain information clearly indicates that he works with half-truths.

Former White Hat – Your claims are questionable, which I hope you can accept better than Bobby Joe can. I’ll ask you the same as I attempted to ask him: What objective evidence have you got to convince yourself (never mind convincing anybody else at this point) that what you claim is true? Are you operating from an objective or a subjective standpoint, or perhaps a little of both? Also, how much investigating have you done to personally verify your claims, so that no other explanation can fill the pattern of experiences you’ve had that lead you to your conclusions? More specifically, how are you so sure that aliens (I assume that’s what you believe ‘Plejarans’ are) are involved, and that it isn’t just a trick of hypnosis and/or electronic mind-control technologies that have been used to insert false memories/experience sets into your head? You seem to put a lot of faith in these aliens. Why?

Please don’t think I’m attacking your claims. As I tried to tell Bobby Joe, I’m of a neutral opinion at this point (overall, although each case must be considered on an individual basis). I’m attempting to research this whole MILABS/super-soldier/mind-control/alien presence thing from a purely objective standpoint, and so I’m looking for anything beyond subjective opinion from people like yourself who would be in the best position to provide it. You have to understand that going public by setting up a website to promote your claims is an invitation for others to seek the truth of what you say, so I expect you can provide more than just subjective opinion, or you’re at least willing to openly discuss what you claim in order to try to better convince others that you’re telling the truth.

Anthony Forwood

EWAABS Mobolize to Battle Alien Sex Fiends: “Say No to Big Lusty Lizards!”

For Immediate Release

(API)  — Angry feminists are organizing to stamp out yet another outrage perpetrated by lustful entities that own a penis: sexual attacks by Cabalist aliens on earth women.

Hundreds of determined women are lining up to take lessons in judo and kung fu from Chodoin Daikaku, the Leader of the Martial Arts Societies, and the clone of the resurrected spirit of Bruce Lee; Sarah Stenga will provide video seminars for women to learn how to spot lurking honry lizard men and their gang-stalking spacecraft.

They say they’re going to make UFO abductions obsolete on earth by the end of 2013

“We’re fed up with space aliens abducting women and subjecting them to filthy attacks,” said Monica Raines, 42, head of the politucal activist group called Earth Women Against Alien Brutal Sex (EWAABS). “It’s bad enough when human males assault us. We’re not going to permit the practice to spread to extraterrestrials as well. This has become a galactic problem.”

“The women of Procyon endured sexual enslavement to reptillians and grays for 200 years,” says Professor Alexis du Bery, a sociologist at Duke University who researches the cultural effect alien-human sex has on society, “until they stood up and faught back, saying No to Big Lusty Lizard Penis.”

Over the past 50 years, UFO abductions have become increasingly common all over the world. Women suffer especially from these experiences, says Raines. A number of them have borne hybrid babies resulting from extraterrestrial rapes. Some are used repeatedly for alien orgies and sex rituals involving Satanic bankers and politicians.

Professor du Bery says the U.S military often kidnaps women for the aliens, called Project Milab Babes, to maintain a treaty the governments of the world signed with extraterrtrials. “It is known as the Pussy-for-Advanced Technology Agreement, or PATA.

“We want women all over the country to realize that these terrible things can happen to them,” she said. “and we want them to know what they can do to defend themselves.”

And from that philosophy, the Anti-PATA Movement emerged.

“We’re getting militant,” says Raines.  “We’re planning to set up groups around the world to inform women and train them in self- defense. We’re putting out a book giving tips on avoiding space rape abductions called How to Block the Reptoid Cock.”

While interstellar and extra-dimensional sexual assault mosty happens to women, a small percentage of men also experience this from these nasty alien sex fiends.


EWAABS say you can’t elude a determined alien if he is really intent on getting you, but you can do certain things to make yourself less attractive — and hopefully send him elsewhere for a victim. They offer gals the following pointers on how to avoid UFO abductions and rape:

  • WEAR YELLOW: Aliens don’t like yellow — especially mustard yellow and have never abducted anyone wearing that color.
  • DON’T DRIVE OR GO OUT AT NIGHT: If you must go somewhere, use music as a protection. Switch your car radio or boombox to easy-listening, Muzak-type tunes that aliens hate. Harp and zither music also drives them away.
  • USE A PROTECTIVE SCENT: Oddly enough, mosquito repellant will ward off space aliens. So will the odor of bourbon whiskey, which can be splashed on like perfume for alien protection.
  • NEVER, EVER, GO ANYWHERE ALONE: Aliens rarely abduct anyone in front of witnesses.
  • BATHE OFTEN: Spacemen locate most of their victims by body odor. If you’re scentless, they will choose someone else.
  • WEAR PLATINUM: Platinum causes space alien appliances to malfunction.

MILAB Gals, Won’t You Deactivate Tonight?

The following MILAB gals/Project Monarch/black ops/super soldiers are the real deal and their stories are 70% true. I say 70% because some of their memories are false implamts/programs to confuse them if they should start remembering real things or if the alters atart surfacing into their primary personalities. I have crossed paths with all of them in the past — no missions, their alters just happened to be where I was at certain times.  3 of the 4 are still activated now and then. The Brethren of the the White Robe extend a hand to help purge all programming activation and zap all nanites from bloodstream and bone marrow (unless your bones are metal from the rings of Saturn).

If you are clones…well, won’t be so easy.

Lilu in Australia. Read her interview here. I know her real name but I won’t reveal it.

Niara Isley, Moon stationed — watch her interview here.

“Sandra” the super solider, read her blog here.

Anya Briggs, read her blog here or interview here.

 

Project Tickle

Seeking MILABs out there who may have gone through Project Tickle, the use of “tickle torture” for programming…

Not a joke. If you have ever had anyone tickle you for a long period, or tickle hard, even though you may be laughing, it is painful, you can’t breathe, you shit and piss your pants…in Project Monarch, Talent, MARS, Artichoke, Termite and so on, they would put subjects through such painful beatings and rapes that the psyche would split….in Project Tickle, the CIA/NSA found that making a subject endure hours of horrendous tickling while restrained would cause the soul to leap out of the body. They would “capture” the soul in a container where they could perform experiments on the soul, or force a different soul into an empty body. Later, they would take a group of six children, force their souls out from the tickle torture, and then force five souls into one body. This was another method of placing many alters into one body. The soulless bodies were given to their reptoid overlords as food.

Intel has it that Project Tickle was in place 1982-1991 and stopped because there were problems with having units suppress the souls from coming out unless activated. Many units self-terminated or were placed in asylums as having multiple personalities. It is estimated that there are currently 2,500 people in the USA and Canada who are still active Project Tickle units.

The Plejarans have been successful in helping two people and release all the trapped souls inside the single body so that those souls can go on to other incarnations — in fact, they take these people to Erra so that the damaged souls can choose to incarnate as a Plejaran instead of the trauma of another earth human life.

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