150: An Unsettling Discovery (Part One)

A couple of months after the publication of Abducted by Aliens in September of 2008, I discovered a secret that revealed a disturbing and sinister aspect of my harassment by Majestic. Let me explain how it happened.

I wanted to determine on what nights Majestic agents would enter my apartment as I slept. Sometimes the best results are achieved with methods that are the least dependant on technology. A short length of dental floss was all I needed. The door to my apartment is secured with a typical “dead bolt” lock. There is a gap of about ¼ inch between the door and the door jam, where the bolt is exposed to view when it’s extended. I simply slid one end of the floss into the gap, so that it rested on top of the bolt. If anyone used a key to open the door the bolt would slide back, the floss would fall to the floor, and there would be no way that they could put it back before they left. As long as gravity was still a reality in this universe, I reasoned, I would know the next morning if the door had been opened in the middle of the night. My plan worked flawlessly, too well perhaps.

It wasn’t too long before I awoke to find the floss lying on the floor. The disturbing thing was that I “knew” that it was no longer in place, on top of the dead-bolt, even before I got close enough to see it. As I entered the hallway and started to approach the door, I got a memory flash of having opened the door in the middle of the night to let someone in, and thinking at the time that, if I did, the floss would fall to the floor. I also remembered that I quickly decided to deal with the floss later, because I needed to let “them” in, and that “they” were too important to be left waiting. I stood there and tried to remember who it was that must have knocked on my door and woke me up. I tried to fill in the blanks of that memory flash, but couldn’t remember anything after I unlocked the door. My memory turns to black, just after I see my hand turn back the dead bolt lock. Who I let in I do not know (at least not consciously), but I can certainly guess.

The implication, and it is disturbing to say the least, is that I’ve been “programmed” to cooperate with Majestic, the very people who’ve harassed and tormented me for well over a decade. As much genius as it is diabolical, I’ve been made to work against my own best interests, to in fact become a willing participant in the very protocols of mind control that are used against me.

Normally hypnosis can’t be used to make someone do something against their will. The subconscious mind, your ever watchful guardian, prevents it . . . unless, that is, it’s done in conjunction with the administering of certain drugs. In my book, I’ve described several instances when I’ve found puncture marks on the back of my hands, near a vein. On several occasions I’ve also woken up feeling drugged and disorientated, so much so that I couldn’t go to work. (Post 57, Post 60, Post 63, and Post 65.

To learn that I’m subject to government mind control was disconcerting to say the least. It took some time for me to get over that little shock, and it shook loose another memory fragment that my subconscious mind had kept suppressed.

{To be continued.}

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