Subvject: Chapter 7 Of The G-solt Material. Part 3. Nov. 5, 2008.
This mentions sometimes when he causes harm to other people.
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My mother insisted he stop taking me to M-sonic meetings for I was
getting m-lested there and one time I was hospitalized due to an
injury to my fanny. My farther seems fascinated researching his
genealogy family tree all relating to Scotland, Wales, Va-derbilt’s’,
and American Indians, and my mother is pure Irish. He is always
watching shows about the N-zis, and when he goes to the dentist he
never allows pain k-llers. I remember one time his dentist told me it
was rather odd how he endured the pain for he was sure it should have
caused great pain; makes me wonder as he was in the m-litary as well.
In C-tholic school, I always had to go into a mobile lab out in the
parking lot where they made me do p-ychic testing. They constantly
drilled me if I could remember extensive numbers in a series. I
always remember walking into them [mobile lab] but only have a few
memories inside.
When I went to public school in 6th grade, for some reason, my
class only had to wear headphones and told to listen to a particular
radio station with walkmans. In Q-uantico, Virginia, I recall several
times wondering where 2-3 days went. And one time I remember N-val
In-elligence in my room tearing the room apart. I asked "what are you
doing?" and they kept telling me to go back to sleep; although I
didn’t. Later, my roommate was trying to fix the rattling vent and
found bugs in the air vents.
Only 200 people in Qu-ntico went to Desert Storm; I was one of
them. The camp was designed like the 3 rings of Atlantis. The
Commandant of m-rine Corps for some reason always invited me into the
center and into his personal quarters to call my farther. Why me I
thought? I remember on one occasion when they picked 12 of us to go
out in the middle of the desert. That was the only time the Iraq
tanks crossed the border and it was exactly where we were. I remember
them congratulating us, but I was unsure what reason.
Then I got transferred to G-MO, Cuba. My Gunny had me meet 3 C-A
members, and then I seem to have lost 3 days. When I scuba dove
there, my friend's tanks would be empty and mine would still have
90% air in it. They all put their gauges on my tank to find it true.
Then at discharge process, my final medical stated I had hearing
problems. Odd, I thought my hearing was tip top. They medevaced me
from GT0-O to N-rfolk, VA and put me in a sound booth with all these
fast cyclic frequencies and lights fla****ng. Then they told me my
hearing was fine and I could continue checking out of the corps.
Silent Subliminal I wonder.
Then when I got out, I checked into Ohio State U and this one
guy kept following me around while I was looking for apartments
insisting to move into his house, because we were both Marines (he
worked at W-kenhut. He had like over 50 assault rifles and put them
into my room. I told him chicks are going to think I’m crazy with all
these guns, so he threw a sheet over them. Then he moved to Chicago.
Then instantly, some other Marine gets a job where I work and begs
to move in, and places all these assault guns in my room.
On one occasion, I had this girl over and my handler, let's say,
asked her to ride on the back of his cbr900. They got a ¼ mile down
the road; they said the back tire was thrown to the left and they
came back all banged up. He looked me in the eyes ad said don’t ever
do that again, I looked back and said "touché".
On one occasion, I ripped his leg out of socket and twisted it
up real bad. I guarantee to this day [that with] every step he
remembers me.
One day, he yelled at me and then got in his jeep and drove off.
Then it lost control and flipped over and was totaled. He feared me,
although he stuck around and insisted we create a s-curity company
Called Shadow (kind of dark I thought) (with a -IA agent who bragged
about d-ug running in C-icago) that guarded an underground tunnel
network in Co-umbus, Ohio near T-abue Road; Marble Cliffs Aggregate
Quarry which was partially federal land. It was purchased by a
company in Australia who brought in their own sec-rity company.
On one occasion, I overheard that the abandoned building west
of the C-lumbus [Ohio] Courthouse has a CI- center underneath. I just
always thought 'weird', but a year later I had an experience in a lab
room where they were trying to give me a shot in the lab. I kicked
the nurse away, threw 2 guards down, and ran out of this same
abandoned building, all this secur-ty chasing me. I hoped to the top
of this huge fence ran out to a public parking lot; saw a car alarm
light blinking,so I punched out the window to create a disturbance
for my escape.
Now my Marine roommate moves away and changes his name, becomes
unreachable, and the C-A dude goes back to Chi-ago and this is when
things get really weird.
It seems as if my programming was surfacing. When some new friends
stole some things from my house, I found out they did it through the
grapevine. Apparently, everywhere they were, so was I. They’d be
driving around and there I was, mile after mile, just standing there.
They thought "no way", so they called my house to leave a message, I
was home. Their lights would flicker on and off, the TV too. They all
tried moving away, although I threw their cars off the road and
caused severe injury to all of them. I began flying through my TV set
and looking into people’s living rooms through their TV.
Twice, someone drove by me and gave me a dirty look and I blew
their car engine up; once it was an undercover cop. I have witnesses
both times; my friends knew I did it. Every time I came into my
friend’s house, their lights would flicker and blow up. When the
priests were beginning to be caught molesting the boys, I was driving
by a J-hephium priest college in C-lumbus and thought what an e-il
group and instantly, an entire wing became engulfed in flames.
One neighbor gave me a dirty look and I ripped their front door off
and launched it across their driveway with my mind, and his wife ran
inside to hide their ev0l looks. Nobody liked those annoying
neighbors.
The 2003 blackout from C-eveland to T-enton, New Jersey: I was at
exactly the town where the blackout stopped, or began, I do not
understand that one.
The other day, this person gave me a dirty look and their feet
sweeped up and they were launched 10 feet away. I didn’t mean to do
it. I just got p-ssed off at the look I was given. Instant karma is
bliss; they know exactly what is being done unto them. I’m really a
peaceful guy if you ask anyone who has gotten to know me. Just from
mind controlled people, we have a lot of anger built up. Just like a
Druid, Apparently Je--s’ favorite folk, very s-iritual and very
fierce. Beautiful b-ood to have.
Four times I healed a dead animal. One time, 5 young girls were
crying holding a squirrel hit by a car. I said "how long has it been
dead?" they said 20 minutes. I told the one girl to touch it right
between the eyes and I quickly sent prana to the squirrel and it
instantly leaped up jumped off the shoulders and climbed a 100 foot
oak. Hopefully, I gave that girl belief [that] she can resurrect.
My cousin had only one month to live from c-ncer. I heard about
this, so I sent her prana and the doctors said it was completely
gone, [just] days later. It seems I was trained in the subtle
energies, which can be used for offense and defense, good or bad. I
still get all these calls where they ask if "Jacob" is there or is
"J" there and all these weird clicks and pops and tones are playing
in the background. I don’t even answer the phone anymore.
But sadly, recently I was flown to a job In I-haca, NY and just
requested to leave and I jumped on a greyhound and went to R-chester,
NY for a few days, then flew home. Now that I look back, it was very
weird that I did that. I’ve actually found a few other Marines I
worked with and they can’t remember entire years, maybe small
fragments- if that.
While living in C-rpus Christi,, near the SPID, I was walking at
night, then all of a sudden [I] kind of lost my balance and felt
tingly all over, I looked up and no more than 200 yards up was a
triangular craft with lights in the corners. Did I miss time and was
beamed back down? I’m not sure if I lost time, I never wear a watch,
I just keep track of the days.
For some reason I've always been interested in books on hypnosis
and psychology. I wonder why? At the age of 17, I already acquired
and read all the college textbooks for a psychology degree, and maybe
100 more. This is most of what I’ve been able to piece together so
far.
I have tried to open up more memories by inducing lucid dreaming.
When I first began this, I began having dreams of being mol-sted
as a young boy as I journeyed to know how it all began. One time, I
felt the perspective of being the older man who was moles-ing me, to
understand just how could anybody do that? These memories haunt me.
Part 3.
John Winston. johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
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