(The following has been quoted by Cathy O'Brien, a former government mind-controlled sex slave.) During Christmas vacation of 1974, my father flew us all to Disney World by route of Tampa, Florida. Ignorant of geography, it did not occur to me that Tampa was out of the way to Disney World until my father drove the rented van to the gates of MacDill Air Force Base. Military personnel met me there and escorted me into the base TOP SECRET high tech mind control conditioning facility for "behavioral modification" programming. This was the first in what became a routine series of mind control testing and/or programming sessions on government installations that I would endure throughout my Project Monarch victimization. Whether I was in a military, NASA, or government building, the procedure for maintaining me under total mind control remained consistent with Project Monarch requirements. This included prior physical and/or psychological trauma; sleep, food, and water deprivation; high voltage electric shock; and hypnotic and/or harmonic programming of specific memory compartments/ personalities. The high tech equipment and methodisms I endured from that time on gave the U.S. government absolute control of my mind and life. I had been literally driven out of my conscious mind and existed only through my programmed subconscious. I lost my free will, ability to reason, and could not think to question anything that was happening to me. I could only do as I was told. In the summer of 1975, my family drove all the way from Michigan to the Teton Mountains of Wyoming. I was ordered to ride in the back storage area of the family Chevy Suburban since I was forbidden to associate or communicate with my brothers and sister. So I dissociated into books, or into the metaphorical, hypnotic suggestions from my father and tranced deeper as I watched the prairie's seemingly endless sea of "amber waves of grain" streak past my window. Once when we stopped at a gas station, my father took me inside to show me a stuffed "jackalope" mounted on the wall. Due to my tranced, dissociative state and high suggestibility level, I believed it was indeed a cross between a jack rabbit and antelope. It was 100+ degrees in the Badlands when it cooled down at night. The intense heat of the day accentuated my ever increasing thirst. My father was physically preparing me though water deprivation for the intense tortures and programming I would endure in Wyoming Dick Cheney, then White House Chief of Staff to President Ford, later Secretary of Defense to President George Bush, documented member of the Council on Foreign relations (CFR), and Presidential hopeful for 1996, was originally Wyoming's only Congressman. Dick Cheney was the reason my family had traveled to Wyoming where I endured yet another form of brutality -- his version of "A Most Dangerous Game," or human hunting. It is my understanding now that A Most Dangerous Game was devised to condition military personnel in survival and combat maneuvers. Yet it was used on me and other slaves known to me as a means of further conditioning the mind to the realization there was "no place to hide," as well as traumatize the victim for ensuing programming. It was my experience over the years that A Most Dangerous Game had numerous variations on the primary theme of being stripped naked and turned loose in the wilderness while being hunted by men and dogs. In reality, all "wilderness" areas were enclosed in secure military fencing whereby it was only a matter of time until I was caught, repeatedly raped, and tortured. Dick Cheney had an apparent addiction to the "thrill of the sport." He appeared obsessed with playing A Most Dangerous Game as a means of traumatizing mind control victims, as well as to satisfy his own perverse sexual kinks. My introduction to the game occurred upon arrival at the hunting lodge near Greybull, Wyoming, and it physically and psychologically devastated me. I was sufficiently traumatized for Cheney's programming, as I stood naked in his hunting lodge office after being hunted down and caught. Cheney was talking as he paced around me, "I could stuff you and mount you like a jackalope and call you a two legged dear. Or I could stuff you with this (he unzipped his pants to reveal his oversized penis) right down your throat, and then mount you. Which do you prefer?" Blood and sweat became mixed with the dirt on my body and slid like mud down my legs and shoulder. I throbbed with exhaustion and pain as I stood unable to think to answer such a question. "Make up your mind," Cheney coaxed. Unable to speak, I remained silent. "You don't get a choice, anyway. I make up your mind for you. That's why you're here. For me to make you a mind, and make you mine/mind. You lost your mind a long time ago. Now I'm going to give you one. Just like the Wizard (of Oz) gave Scarecrow a brain, the Yellow Brick Road led you here to me. You've 'come such a long, long way' for your brain, and I will give you one." The blood reached my shoes and caught my attention. Had I been further along in my programming, I perhaps would never have noticed such a thing or had the capability to think to wipe it away. But so far, I had only been to MacDill and Disney World for government/military programming. At last, when I could speak, I begged, "If you don't mind, can I please use your bathroom?" Cheney's face turned red with rage. He was on me in an instant, slamming my back into the wall with one arm across my chest and his hand on my throat, choking me while applying pressure to the carotid artery in my neck with his thumb. His eyes bulged and he spit as he growled, "If you don't mind me, I will kill you. I could kill you -- Kill you -- with my bare hands. You're not the first and you won't be the last. I'll kill you any time I goddamn well please." He flung me on the cot-type bed that as behind me. There he finished taking his rage out on me sexually. On the long trip back to Michigan, I lay in a heap behind the seats of the Suburban, nauseated and hurting from Cheney's brutality and high voltage tortures, plus the whole Wyoming experience. My father stopped by the waterfalls flowing through the Tetons to "wash my brain" of the memory of Cheney. I could barely walk through the woods to the falls for the process as instructed, despite having learned my lessons well from Cheney on following orders. The next year when our "annual" trip to Disney World rolled around, my father drove, pulling his new Holiday Rambler Royale International trailer. My father dropped me off en route at the Kennedy Space Center in Titusville, Florida where I was subjected to my first NASA programming. From then on, I was "obsessed" with following the "Yellow Brick Road" to Nashville,Tennessee. Moving to Nashville was all I could talk about. If anyone asked me the question I could not think to ask myself "Why?", I would respond by reiterating it was something "I had to do." Excerpt from Trance Formation of America, Cathy O'Brien & Mark Philips (1994)
In case any of you missed it, this article isn't a joke. It's 100% true. This and similiar things are done to thousands of people in America and abroad. This is where the special forces, politicians, etc come from. Anyone that cannot be allowed to think for themselves is subjected to this. It is a small few that ever recover. Cathy O'Brien is a well known one. These people have been through more than can be imagined, literally. It's a page out of what happened in the concentration camps in Nazi Germany. Many of the Third Reich's "mad scientists", who worked on things like mind control were brought to the United States secretly shortly after WWII in an initiative called Project Paperclip. They helped to develop these techniques.
goddamn man thats so fucked up, someone should castrate that fucking bitch with a quarter while someone else cuts out his tounge and breaks his kneecaps and spinal cord. fuck the government!
Ok, I'll believe there are victims of horrible mind control programs. I'll believe Dick Cheney has wierd kinks that leads him to rape them. Hell, I'll believe Disney is in on it. But I won't believe this quote That sounds so contrived and rediculous I cannot believe anyone would say it in real life. Maybe her twisted mind fabricated that paticular bit, but that leads me to question that validity of the entire thing. Also, why specify Cheney has an oversized penis?
I agree. It is fucked up. But violence is not the answer. Peace and love is. I know it's an old way of thinking, but it's very true. Because we're not dealing just with actions and consequences. We're dealing with the control matrix. A conscious entity within which we are trapped and fed an illusion day to day, meant to squeeze us much fear, stress and guilt out of us as possible. because control matrix lives on fear. Therefore - killing the bad guys may seem like it will solve the problem, but it only powers the real threat. The control matrix. You could kill Bush, Cheney, henry Kissinger, Tony Blair and the Queen, and all it would do it help the matrix. It can find more stooges to do it's bidding. What it can't handle is the program being rewritten. Then it loses.
Let me get this straight, you believe there are people warped enough to use mind control on innocent victims, you believe these same people are warped enought to rape and torture these victims, you're even open to the idea disney is in on it (where did that come from) but you will not belive these same warped people would say what you have qouted?
yeah man i didnt mean to say someone should, i meant it as thats what they deserve. sorry bout that i was just really pissed off after i read that.
Thats what I said. That phrase is an allegory. I can't think of any time I've heard someone just rattle off an allegory in conversation without some careful thought into the different aspects of that allegory. Granted many metaphors were already established, I still find it rediculous. In a world were all facts are likely to be bullshit, one has to be very discerning. I draw that discerning line at improvised allegory, among other places.
If you understood mind control, then you would understand that statement and how it is used to control a person. Childrens books and stories are often used in the mind manipulation of children. It's all about blurring the distinction between reality and illusion.
Ok, thats reasonable. Still, the context of the statement is so unfitting. I'm supposed to believe that while this man is playing sadistic mind games for sexual pleasure he is simoultaneously focusing on how to pervert this girl's mind using fairy tales and the like. Maybe I'm naive, but to think of business and sex at the same time I would imagine to be a mental strain as they are both very consuming thought processes. The exception of course being whores, and Cheney just doesn't seem like a whorish person to me.
Here is part of a video interview with Cathy O'Brien if anyone is interested: http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=6364552887741036877&q=Mark+Phillips
thanks. i just spent over 3 hours reading up about all this and it is reallly a lot. truly a mind fuck and horrible if true.
You pressed rat, live in a negative world full of conspiracies and evil and you bide by your knowledge and beliefs. Yet you wonder why the world is as it is today simply because no one really gives a shit or no large group of people in any country for that matter is going to risk their lives and current living situation to try and change the inevitable. You sit and feel as if you are the only one who realizes how fucked up the world is and how deep its lies go but you are going to ask us and the rest of the world to go up against an idea or the elite class. I laugh at what you have to say because what you dont understand is that the world knows how bad it really is but the only thing keeping them positive is the will to survive and not be like you, constantly focusing on the negative and the things that will never change. Yes you are probably right and I will give you that but your just a messenger.
I don't quite understand your post, zk. If you think he's rigt, what's the problem? That you think nothing will ever be done about it. Not true, and even if it was, why bag on Rat about it. It wouldn't be his fault. But the rabbit hole goes far deeper than you think. The human race is awakening to it's true nature, and when it does, something will be done about it.
