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'Freedom Train' operations.
'Guy said you like Cathy-licks,' I said, repeating what
'Is that a precocious question?' I asked. 'What is a precocious
'Make up your mind,' Cheney coaxed. Unable to speak, I remained
'Straighten your shirt, I've got someone important for you to
'When I was at the Vatican,' VanderJagt began, 'I was told that
'Yellow Brick Road' to Nashville, Tennessee. Moving to Nashville
'You can learn more from the school of thought than you can by
'You don't get a choice, anyway, I make up your mind for you.
'backed him'. He also backed him politically and in Freedom
'justified' in its involvement with our government due to the
'nobody rattled your cage' and ordered me back to my room in the
'predestination'. What they would not tell me was that my father
'punishment' was to have a conference with the school principal,
'temptuous, contemptuous ways'.
'wash my brain' of the reality that I was performing oral sex on
'wilderness' areas were enclosed in secure military fencing
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Additionally, my sexuality was primitively twisted from infancy.
After the MacDill Air Force Base experience, my home life
Afterward, Byrd was claiming me as 'his,' excitedly telling me
Alice In Wonderland, and Cinderella--over and over and over again.
Alive, and by his teachings at a religious 'corseal' retreat I
American flags that lined the front of the new hotel. As I slid
Apparently I was making enough of a difference that my parents
At the Opry, my friend and I sat in the audience watching as
Back in Michigan, I made the announcement to my parents that I
Bewitched. I could relate to the Genie pleasing her master, who
Black Poodle, he drove my friend and me to a nearby
Blood and sweat became mixed with the dirt on my body and slid
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Brownie leader and peers thought it commendable that VanderJagt
But as I walked into the dressing room and saw Byrd perched on
By the time I joined the Brownies, my father's sexual
Byrd commanded attention and respect from all who came in
Byrd had been a U.S. Senator as long as I had been alive,
C. Byrd. At the sight of Byrd, I went into a pre-conditioned
CIA operative for the U.S. government!
Capital in Lansing, Michigan where he was in session. Once at
Catechism, a weekly class at our Catholic church, St. Francis de
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Catholic schooling should have maximized the impact of the
Catholic/Jesuit aspect of Project Monarch.
Cathy O'Brien was sold into Project Monarch, one of
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Cedar Springs was quiet, with the festival events including
Cheney's face turned red with rage. He was on me in an instant,
Classics, and Cinderella--all of which were used in conditioning
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College like I had promised VanderJagt as a child. This new plan
Congressman-U.S. Senator Robert C. Byrd, Democrat from West
Congressman. Dick Cheney was the reason my family had traveled
Cox ordered me to 'kiss the railroad bum good-bye,' then shot
DeLaney began by informing me that he was 'aware of everything'
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Disney World by route of Tampa, Florida. Ignorant of geography,
During Christmas vacation of 1974, my father flew us all to
During breaks between sets, Greene and his band would sit with
During my first semester of college in 1976, I made plans to
Experiments that began in 1953. These secret
Fairy tale themes were used to confuse fantasy with reality,
Falls, my family often took camping trips to 'get away from it
Father Vesbit knew I was part of Project Monarch, and handled
Father Vesbit.
Fiddler's Inn in Nashville, see the World Famous Printer's Alley
Foreign Relations (CFR), was originally Wyoming's only
Government researchers involved in MK-Ultra Project Monarch knew
Had I been capable of fear, I would have been afraid of Pierre
He also explained that Exchange Students were 'spies in the
He said that my family needed to lake a trip to the Teton
Hendersonville, Tennessee. There was no choice but to comply.
His somber, gruff attitude was softened by his smooth, silky
I automatically Multiple Personality Disordered. I was, of
I confirmed the family trip to the Tetons when I saw DeLaney for
I continued to maintain an illusion of normalcy for school,
I could do to prepare to drive back to Michigan, and my friend
I had gone through the motions of my senior year in a
I had personalities for pornography, a personality for
I heard folks whispering 'the President is coming'. I assumed
I never thought to associate Fiddler's Inn with Senator Byrd's
I undressed and climbed into his bed as ordered. I was
I was destined for Wyoming, but would not know why until I arrived.
I was kept physically worn down to the point of exhaustion in
I was led by Senator Byrd to revise my plan to attend Hope
I was quickly beginning to lose all ability to question anything
I was slow to grow into adolescence. By the time I was thirteen
I was sufficiently traumatized for Cheney's programming as I
I was totally locked into the belief that truly there was 'no
I watched in horror as the fire truck rolled to a stop, and
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In addition to routine trips to Mackinac Island and Niagara
In the summer of 1975, my family drove all the way from Michigan
In total shock, I was laid on the alter and subjected to rape
Intelligence operation. I know now that in typical CIA mode of
International trailer. (I slept outside in a tent because I was
It is my understanding now that 'A Most Dangerous Game' was
Jack Greene introduced his 'special guest,' U.S. Senator Robert
Jack Greene's band member, Wayne Cox, later told me that playing
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MacDill Air Force Base. Military personnel met me there and
Meanwhile, my father took us all to church every Sunday, and my
Memorial Day Parade in which then Michigan State Senator
Mountains of Wyoming. He even provided maps and information in
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My MPD/DID existence became more regimented from that point on.
My Uncle Bob Tanis was visiting our house soon after that. He
My Uncle Bob helped my father decorate my bedroom in red, white,
My father also instructed me to watch Alfred Hitchcock's
My father and mother worked in tandem daily to 'break my
My father enthusiastically told me that DeLaney was a long time
My father was excitedly tugging on my arm, half dragging me
My mother told me to pack my jeans and sweaters and my Catholic
My pedophile father, Earl O'Brien, brags that he began
My television programming was then expanded to include the shows
My television viewing was restricted and monitored in keeping
Nashville's then abandoned train station, where supposedly the
National Guard Armory where I was prostituted to Ford. Ford took
Of Oz, Alice In Wonderland, Island of the Blue Dolphins, Disney
Of course, I never was able to protect them any more than I
On Friday night due to attending the Grand Ole Opry, he told us
On the Long trip back to Michigan, I lay in a heap behind the
Once when we stopped at a gas station, my father took me inside
Opry
On Friday night, as ticket arrangements had been made
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The blood reached my shoes and caught my attention. Had I been
The crowd laughed as a Keystone Cop threw me in the jail,
The following night, after Jack Greene completed his show at the
The high tech equipment and methodisms I endured from that time
The jail was guarded by quasi Keystone Cops. I was amused when
The next day I woke up on Cox's couch, vaguely aware that I had
The next year when our 'annual' trip to Disney World rolled
The spankings and police handcuffs I had previously endured were
The summer after Trudeau was elected, my father took the family
There he finished taking his rage out on me sexually.
This programming was appealing and useful to perverse
This served to confuse the reality of my own experiences with
This trip to the Tetons would provide a change of scenery tram
This was the first in what became a routine series of
Through her rescue and healing process, she was able
Through my gulping sobs, my terror rose as I tried to clear my
Thus they were considered expendable and transferred out of the
Titusville, Florida where I was subjected to my first NASA
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Train operations. Cox then made arrangements for my friend and
Traverse City, Michigan (VanderJagt's headquarters), I stole
Trudeau expertly manipulated my mind with sophisticated hypnotic
Trudeau seemingly bore his cold, dark eyes right through me.
Trudeau sighed with impatience. 'That is irrelevant. What
Trudeau's loyalty to the Vatican when Father was discussing
Trudeau. Trudeau's slow, deliberate movements masked the brutal
U.S.A. Nor did 1 find it odd when a country music 'star'
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VanderJagt also participated. At the end of the parade, he took
VanderJagt had told me. 'Are you the Keeper of the Keys?'
VanderJagt led me upstairs in the mansion, where Pierre Trudeau
VanderJagt lifted my skirt, pulled down my panties, and placed
VanderJagt then escorted me back to the balcony of the
When I learned of a pending rendezvous with Senator Byrd in
When I told Greene that my friend and I would not be returning
When I was in second grade, my Brownie Troop marched in the
When Pierre Trudeau was elected Prime Minister of Canada in
When we got back to Muskegon, my father sent me to the beach as
When we were left alone in his room, he loomed over me in a
Whether I was in a military, NASA, or government building, the
With the memory of this incident compartmentalized in my mind, I
World until my father drove the rented van to the gates of
Wyoming, and it physically and psychologically devastated me.
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a cigarette in his hand. Palling my hair into place he said,
a cover for the abuse I was enduring, but best of all it had
a means of further conditioning the mind to the realization
a new life of wealth and prestige for my father white thrusting
about 'how lucky' I was until my father paid my bail and I was
about the photographic memory aspect of MPD/DID, of course, as
abuse as a normal and natural part of my home life, and split
abuse, I dissociated into books. I had learned to read at the
accessing my sexual personalities again, but because he was
according to his specifications.
according to my deliberately formed perceptions. I could not/did
activities, and becoming involved with the Boy Scouts. All of
acuity of an MPD/DID is 44 times greater than that of the
addition to attending college.
additional trip. Nor did I have the capacity to become excited,
adhering to superstition-to produce the intended mind shattering
against each other to see whose could pull the most weight. The
all'. In reality, I was taken to key places for ritual abuse,
always, to let the repetition of crashing waves against the
an envelope for my father. He turned off the lights in his
an office where he was waiting with his friend and mentor (soon
and blue paneling and American flags. He provided assistance in
and caught. Cheney was talking as he paced around me, 'I could
and escape my encounter with Byrd. I was caught, and the police
and ordered me in. The personality that had been sitting in the
and pain as I stood unable to think to answer such a question.
and primary psychological basis for government/military mind
and slate turn-of-the-century train depot. But the pain and
and that he knew just what I needed 'to put me back on track'.
and torture while the participants indulged in sex, blood, and
and you won't be the last. I'll kill you any time I goddamn well
and/or harmonic programming of specific memory
announced we were going to go camping 'back in time' to an
antelope. It was 100+ degrees in the Badlands when it cooled
anything that was happening to me. I could only do as I was told.
are to be seen and not heard?'
around me in front of all my classmates and presented me with
around, my father drove, pulling his new Holiday Rambler Royale
arrangements for us to come back stage and see him immediately
as VanderJagt placed a small American flag in my rectum and
as a means of traumatizing mind-control victims, as well as to
asking precocious questions. Haven't you learned that children
at the Political Retreat, VanderJagt introduced me to a new
attended that included occult ritual at ST. Francis Church. I
audience had perceived Byrd as an entertainer and could not, or
average person. My developed unusually high pain threshold, plus
away. But so far, I had only been to MacDill and Disney World
away. Having to cover for his perversion to my Brownie Troop
back storage area of the family Chevy Suburban since 1 was
backside was covered with thick black hair. He 'counseled' me on
barely walk through the woods to the falls for the process as
bathroom?'
baton to lead the parade, followed by kids on bicycles,
be transferable to this format. The idea of doing the whole book
beach 'wash my mind free of memory' while I watched the sun set.
became even smaller.
because my 'real education' was to come through mind-control
been trained for paramilitary mercenary operations under
before sending me back to where my Brownie Troop was waiting. My
began directing my activities. My friend and I were provided
believe incest in the middle of the night was 'just a bad dream'.
believed it was indeed a cross between a jack rabbit and
bestiality, a personality for incest, a personality for
bicentennial year of 1976.
birds/Byrd'.
blood loss. I was bleeding profusely from the vagina. It was all
born. My multigenerational incest-abused mother, Carol Tanis,
brain, the Yellow Brick Road led you here to me. You've 'come
breathing, sexuality, and parental perceptions. I recall as a
brothers and sister. I was not permitted to eat dinner with my
brutality and high voltage tortures, plus the whole Wyoming
businesses, including the town's red flannel underwear 'long
but my own judgment. It was easy to believe that there was
cannibalism ritual.
carotid artery in my neck with his thumb. His eyes bulged and he
carried out to the car where I lay in the back seat, muscles
caught my eye. 'I like your sash,' I said. 'Hasn't anyone taught
chapel after school while holding a Satanic ritual involving
child exploiting criminal, immune from prosecution, working as a
child's play compared to Senator Byrd's near death tortures. The
choice in any of it.
closet-sized bedroom in the garage as soon as I got home from
coaching little league sports, chaperoning school and Catechism
collective sovereignty. This is her story. This is
community'. The illusion was fanned. The parts of me that knew
company over hers was the day I could no longer be near him or
compartmentalization of memory were 'necessary' for military and
compartmentalized through use of high voltage. I was then
compartments/personalities.
conditioning facility for 'behavioral modification' programming.
consistent with Project Monarch requirements. This included
contact with him, particularly from my father.
contests where local farmers pitted their mules and horses
contracted, stunned, in pain, and unable to move.
control. In later years, 'who ya' gonna call?' and Ronald
control. The pornography I was forced to anticipate in became
could defend myself or later protect my own daughter. However,
could kill you--Kill you--with my bare hands. You're not the first
could not breathe with my father's penis jammed into my little
could not think to ask myself 'Why?', I would respond by
country. He then suggested to my father that I see the school
course, too young to logically understand that what my father
covert operations applications.
day my youngest brother told my mother he much preferred my
deep trance and robotically went through the motions of
devised to condition military personnel in survival and combat
did not hurt each other. This same personality also attended
did not know him as I did. The Keystone Cop rattled on and on
did not protest his perverse actions due to (reportedly) having
did not understand that 'Keys to the Kingdom' referred to
dilapidated amusement rides set up in a small parking lot, and
dissociative of my father's abuse. I was totally unable to
dissociative trance. I became further distanced from religious
down at night. The intense heat of the day accentuated my ever
down off the statue, Guy VanderJagt approached with a drink and
down to the pavement.
dropped me off en route at the Kennedy Space Center in
due to his promotion of cannibalism via Pier Paul Reed's book
each night where entertainer and CIA operative Jack Greene and
early sexual abuse distorted my primitive concepts of feeding,
effeminate, manicured long fingers contrasted with the heat of
elite's Monarch Program. as a slave Cathy was
energy in my subconscious effort to escape my own mind. And I
entertaining at the Black Poodle nightclub in Printer's Alley
escorted me into the base TOP SECRET high tech mind-control
excelling in my studies due to my photographic memory and in
existed only through my programmed subconscious. I lost my free
experience. My father stopped by the waterfalls flowing through
explained that he had 'taken me for a milkshake' as I wiped it
exploitation of me included prostitution to his friends, local
exposed to many world leaders at the national and
failed to wear the required red flannel underwear.
family, although they let me out of my room to set the table,
felt his penis.
few remaining to watch it. A mentally retarded man carried the
fiddle playing when my friend and I arrived in Music City,
filmed pornographically, prostituted, or engaged in incest
finally arrived at my side. Rather than comfort me, she accused
flags,' I said, tucking my shirt in my pink shorts.
following Greene's instructions. Once backstage, Greene pointed
following his segment. He explained that the 'security' guard at
for ensuing programming. It was my experience over the years
for government/military programming. At last, when I could
for help as my instincts demanded.
for you. Ask what you can do for your country.'
forbidden to associate or communicate with my brothers and
foundation for Air-Water programs that is a mirror- dimensional
friend he had made now that he was in Washington, D.C. as a U.S.
friend of his and would let us in.
friend of his from St. Francis who 'knew how to handle kids like
further along in my programming, I perhaps would never have
future in Project Monarch, and my father would raise me
game occurred upon arrival at the hunting lodge near Greybull,
garage.
give you one. Just like the Wizard (of Oz) gave Scarecrow a
going as a nation and how to reclaim personal and
grabbed my arm. Nervous and startled, I screamed.
graduated from Muskegon Catholic Central High School in our
grain' streak past my window.
grounds of the Governor's Mansion, I could see across the field
guidance counselor, CIA Operative Dennis DeLaney, immediately.
had been erected to hold any and all parade participants who
had flown in from what he claimed was a 'black ops' Air Force
had just literally SOLD me to Senator Byrd in exchange for
hay-wagons of new folks, a grade school band and people
heard every night. This was intended to confuse my mind to
heavily involved in Project Monarch, not only because he was
help and it was up to me to save myself.
helping to pave the way toward my destiny of total mind control.
her safety.) My father explained that I was to stay at the
him as ordered while the slides ran. Then he scheduled a follow
him between the eyes while I was still only inches away. He then
him with my father one Sunday after mass. This fact circulated
him' due to the vast amounts of pain I could withstand.
his Desperado band were playing.
his formal pants, while shirt, and a bright red cummerbund which
his hand on my throat, choking me while applying pressure to the
his perversion ... a perversion for which he blamed me and my
hope for a change in the direction life was leading me. I was
hope- hope that there was somewhere in the world where people
hopes no one would see me with the likes of Ford, but then, they
horrifying movie The Birds with him. This reinforced in my mind
horror was sufficiently effective in itself--even without my
hours in my feeble attempt to keep them out of my parents'
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hundreds of scars on my body still show today. With VanderJagt,
hypnotic programming capabilities to condition my mind for mind
hypnotic suggestions from my father and tranced deeper as I
in an effort to understand and utilize mind control
in my mouth! Then he began to indulge himself in his brutal
increasing thirst. My father was physically preparing me though
indeed 'no place to run, no place to hide,' which is a necessary
infringed on my school personality, and the 'normal' remainder
inner-dimensions of my own compartmentalized mind. Likewise, I
installations that I would endure throughout my Project Monarch
instructed me to wave it. He then presented me with a Kennedy
instructed, despite having learned my lessons well from Cheney
international levels.
into a dissociative trance as my father drove me to the local
into the child personality that had known him as a U.S. Senator
is intriguing but daunting, to say the least. We''ll see how
it did not occur to me that Tampa was out of the way to Disney
it was 'how much I could take'. And I was forced to take mote
it was 'my destiny' to have met band member, Wayne Cox, who had
know what happened to me, nor was I able to question it. I had a
know.' I first heard this phrase cryptically referring to
knowing the codes, keys, and triggers to my controlled mind.
language. Not only did he enlist my Silence for the pedophile
later Secretary of Defense to President George Bush and Vice
leather alter in a room lit by candles and draped in red velvet.
left me with a desperate, empty aching for the loving
legged dear. Or I could stuff you with this (he unzipped his
life. I had been literally driven out of my conscious mind and
like mud down my legs and shoulder. I throbbed with exhaustion
lost myself in the books my father suggested I read: the Wizard
lower of the new depot. There Jack Greene, his band members, and
lucrative military contracts that made him a millionaire
made me 'too new' for VanderJagt's pedophile perversions. When
made no conscious association to VanderJagt when my third grade
main (and only) street of town was lined with the few local
maintained the hope that somewhere, someday, I would find a
making' that Priests found, through Confession, were problems.
man sleeping on the ground.
maneuvered into any sexual position.
maneuvers. Yet it was used on me and other slaves known to me as
matter was not-so-mysteriously and suddenly dropped. My only
matters is that you shut your mouth, still your mind, and enter
me into a nearby motel and had me per-form oral sex on him
me into a new phase of my torturous existence-and I had no
me into an empty room, pushed me down on the wooden floor as he
me of throwing a temper tantrum and 'holding my breath'. She
me on his desk for sex with him and Ford. Afterward they laughed
me to stay the remainder of our trip at his trailer in
me'. Arrangements were made for me to see him after school.
meet,' 'I knew someone important was here because of those
mind and intruded on my thoughts. The icy cold touch of his
mind,' he slowly led. 'Deeper and deeper where it's quiet and
mind-control testing and/or programming sessions on government
mine/mind. You lost your mind a long time ago. Now I'm going to
mobsters and Masons, relatives, Satanists, strangers, and police
mojo
momentarily relieved to find that his penis was abnormally
mother executed on me tightened even more. I was no longer
mother stayed busy having babies to raise in the Project. In
much more violent immediately after Byrd, switching me from
music behind Senator Byrd at the Opry was not the only way he
my family was 'just like the Bradys'. Through Gumby And Pokey I
my father brought me to Mackinac Island for routine prostitution
my follow-up 'counseling'. He informed me that he had already
my friend and me to manipulate our suggestible minds. I was told
my mind for what soon would become mind-control programming.
my mind-con-trolled existence, 'Ask not what your country can do
my other brothers and sister.
my rectum. My school personality split off again, but I still
natural result of MPD/DID.
necessary arrangements with Ford to prostitute me to him later
necessary for my 'real education,' I worked three menial jobs in
new 'obsession' on my mind. I had been programmed at the ritual
night, sleep tight, dream about your mommy and daddy' is what I
not permitted inside it since 'I wasn't family'.) My father
not recall thinking, but I am aware through education that this
not understand that interdimensions actually equated to the
noticed a white splash of semen on my sash, and hurriedly
noticed such a thing or had the capability to think to wipe it
numerous motorcycle police.
occult ritual I was subjected to in the tower of the new stone
off a personality to deal with the pain and suffocation to
office, and turned on a slide projector. He showed me scenes of
officers. When I wasn't being worked to physical exhaustion,
new-fashioned festival in the small remote town of Cedar
on Mackinac Island since age 13, and responded sexually.
on following orders.
on gave the U.S. government absolute control of my mind and
one of us. A true Catholic. He likes Cathy-licks.'
only had one younger sister at that time). This stopped me in my
only train still running through there was the Freedom Train.
operations, he was relating a story of lies salted with some
order that I be sufficiently receptive to my father's limited
others dressed in black robes were gathered around a black
otherwise had no choice but to remain silent.
our story.
out his dressing room, which he was sharing with Senator Byrd,
overnight--a millionaire on a sixth grade education--a perverse,
pain than any human could logically withstand. I was dedicated
pants to reveal his oversized penis) right down your throat, and
participating after-hours club, the Demon's Den. There, Cox was
particularly Disney stories and the Wizard of Oz, which provided
pen inscribed with the motto that would lead me for the rest of
performers. Therefore, I was capable of being physically
permitted to have any contact with my own brothers and sister (I
personalities.
personality for prostitution, and the rest of 'me' functioned
perversions he indulged in, but he instructed my 'school of
perversions, talking on and on about how I was 'made just for
place to run,' not even to the President of the United States.
place where people didn't ... what? I could not remember what I
played enthusiastically at recess, expending large amounts of
please.' He flung me on the cot-type bed that was behind me.
politicians who believed they could hide their actions deep
power of his body much the way his smooth, soft voice pierced my
predominantly pedophile and bestiality themes to torturous
primary theme of being stripped naked and turned loose in the
prior physical and/or psychological trauma; sleep, food, and
procedure for maintaining me under total mind control remained
programming-not school. In order to be exhausted, as was
programming. From then on, I was 'obsessed' with following the
programs were initiated by governing jurisdictions
prostitution, and pornography. In the fall of 1974, my father
question?'
quickly among those I knew who were involved in the
range. Subconsciously I believed I was making a difference. The
reality were dreams, that black is white and up is down. 'Good
reason why Father Vesbit was called Father 'Fuzzbutt'. His
recall his sexual abuse, even in his presence, until I saw and
reiterating it was something 'I had to do'.
relationships I previously shared with them.
released from the cell.
repeatedly raped, and tortured.
responded only by throwing a glass of cold water in my face. I
results. Cox took my friend and me on a 'flashlight tour'
row of sleazy country music nightclubs, and attend the Grand Ole
s' factory. In the center of town, a mock, single, jail cell
satisfy his own perverse sexual kinks. My introduction to the
satisfy his perversions. Therefore as a child, I was
scats of the Suburban, nauseated and hurting from Cheney's
school or work. I could not speak to, look at, or hug my
school uniform which she had washed and pressed for the occasion.
scolding me for not wearing my red flannel underwear when I was
scrambling my mind according to Project Monarch methodologies.
sensed.
serving as Senate Whip and later as President Pro Tempore of the
several occasions, once remarking, 'I thought kids in your
several of my project friends. Kids often attached nicknames to
sex was a matter of 'how much I could give,' whereas with Byrd
sexually assaulted me. Afterward, my memory was
silence in the stillness of your mind. Go deep inside your
silent.
similar abuse as a child which caused her to acquire Multiple
sister. So I dissociated into books, or into the metaphorical,
situation were all part of the Exchange Student program.'
slamming my back into the wall with one arm across my chest and
slipped a drug and taken 'on a tour' of Union Station,
some candy at a local convenience market hoping to go to jail
somewhat 'normally' at school. My 'normal' personality provided
speak, I begged, 'If you don't mind, can I please use your
spirit,' destroying any remnants left of my self-confidence,
spit as he growled, 'If you don't mind me, I will kill you. I
spite of my chronic 'day-dreaming'. I had plenty of friends and
sport'. He appeared obsessed with playing A Most Dangerous Game
still...'
stood naked in his hunting lodge office after being hunted down
stuff you and mount you like a jack lope and call you a two
subconscious efforts to protect them from my father's abuse, and
substituting his penis for my mother's nipple soon after I was
such a long, long way' for your brain, and I will give you one.'
suffered a 'bad nightmare'. When I stood up, I passed out from
suspicious, or apprehensive. I was aware that DeLaney was
take a trip to Nashville with my Project Monarch friend from
talked to my father about the trip, as well as our upcoming trip
talking to the President. I was trying to be inconspicuous in
teacher announced that we were taking a field trip to the State
tearing down my self-esteem, and thus annihilating my free will
that A Most Dangerous Game had numerous variations on the
that evening. VanderJagt, who never missed a parade it seemed,
that every Project Monarch Mind-Control slave I knew had to
that everyone associated with Greene was involved in his CIA
that he had 'always wanted his own little witch'. I soon learned
that he would be working the Opry that night. He made
the 149 known sub-projects of the CIA'S MK ULTRA
the American flag he had just had me wave for him and Ford with
the Capital, I was ushered away from my classmates and taken to
the Opry, Nashville Metro Police Lt. Bob Ezell, was a good
the Tetons to 'wash my brain' of the memory of Cheney, I could
the base for future programming.
the edge of the mirrored vanity in his boxer shorts, I switched
the enormity of this statement.
the fantasy of television production. I told all outsiders that
the matter accordingly. He raped me in the school's private
the movie's theme that there is 'no place to hide from the
the numerous waterfalls of the Tetons, all of which were to
the parade, the town fire truck, was approaching, surrounded by
the road stretched out before me, i.e., the 'Yellow Brick Road'.
the school of thought. Silence is a virtue. Listen to the
the theme that he accessed each time I was prostituted to him.
the townsfolk began lining up to march in the parade, with very
the usual Mackinac/Niagara Falls trip, but I could no longer
their teachers, and there were only a few of us who knew the
them every evening and took them for long walks that lasted for
theme often used by NASA and others involved in Project Monarch.
then mount you. Which do you prefer?'
there was 'no place to hide,' as well as traumatize the victim
therefore her identity must be protected from public release for
they meant the President of the underwear factory. I was wrong.
this goes .../
this made him appear to be a model citizen and 'pillar of the
thought' in a manner that equated to programming. He laid a
threatening stance. His cold, blue slitty eyes locked onto mine.
throat of my father's semen and draw a breath of air. My mother
throat.
through a 'friend,' in spite of their scarcity during the
through the rubble of Union Station, until we came to a homeless
through the wall of Secret Service agents, to talk with
tiny--so small it didn't even hurt! And I could breathe with it
to Byrd at age thirteen which meant he would be directing my
to Disney World in Florida. I was not surprised to learn of an
to Mackinac Island as usual. Climbing on a large statue on the
to Wyoming where I endured yet another form of brutality-- his
to be President) Gerald Ford.
to further another agenda. Being a victim of the
to move to Nashville and marry Cox, as ordered by Senator Byrd.
to pick us up and take us to Hendersonville. Instead, we were
to reclaim the memories of what she witnessed while
to show me a stuffed 'jackalope' mounted on the wall. Due to my
to the Grand Hotel. I noticed Canadian flags flying amongst the
to the Teton Mountains of Wyoming. I was ordered to ride in the
to use the bathroom and was caught by my mother, she said,
toddler being unable to run (I could barely walk) to my mother
told my life was 'predestined,' and all I had to do was follow
took me with him. They gathered around to hear all about it. I
tranced, dissociative state and high suggestibility level, I
true pedophile fashion, he surrounded himself with children by
truth. His point was to inform me that the Catholic Church is
tuxedo coat was neatly draped over a chair, which left him in
under mind control. Her story provides insight into
until government programming began, I had routinely 'baby sat'
unzipped his pants and said, 'Pray on this'. Then he brutally,
up appointment for further 'counseling'.
urges. They conditioned/taught me my dreams were reality and my
used a machete to chop off the man's hands, which he put in a
values by my religion class teacher. Brother Emmett. This was
version of 'A Most Dangerous Game', or human hunting.
versions of sadomasochism (S&M).
victimization.
voice. Triggered into the part of me that endured the Rite to
walking-all in their red flannel underwear. The grand finale' of
was a Major for the Air Force in I Dream Of .
was all I could talk about. If anyone asked me the question I
was certainly not in a stable frame of mind to help. I did not
was doing to me was wrong. I accepted his strangling sexual
was for me to temporarily attend Muskegon Community College,
was led to believe that I was as flexible as these animated clay
was lowering the window shades in a dimly lit bedroom crowded
was moving to Nashville to marry Cox, as it was
was seeking to escape.
was shocked! As the water splashed my face, I knew she would not
was signing autographs. As he smiled at me, someone roughly
wash dishes, and do other chores. If I ventured from my bedroom
watch the 'best' of movies: The Wizard Of Oz, Disney Classics,
watch: I Dream Of , The Brady Bunch, Gumby And Pokey, and
watched the prairies seemingly endless sea of 'amber waves of
water deprivation for the intense tortures and programming I
water deprivation; high voltage electric shock; and hypnotic
well as other resultant 'super human' characteristics. Visual
were compelled to separate me from them. I was ordered to my
were even called. But, of course, my poetically powerful abusers
whereby it was only a matter of time until I was caught,
who would help me? The police? The church? My parents? Relative?
wilderness while being hunted by men and dogs. In reality, all
will, ability to reason, and could not think to question
with antiques. VanderJagt closed the door behind me. Trudeau's
with free passes to the Black Poodle to encourage us to return
with my father's gained knowledge. I was, however permitted to
within my memory compartments, which clinicians refer to as
within my mind. After all, even if I could think to seek help,
withstanding the horrendous psychological abuse of my mother, a
worsened. The controls and conditioning that my father and
would endure in Wyoming.
would not allow for me to have a police record. The entire
would not, think further.
years old, my breasts were tender and beginning to swell, which
you Silence yet?'
young age of four due to my photographic memory which was a
zip-lock bag. He then led us up the rickety stairs into the
(Today)
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