quidditas (May 3, 2016 8:02:46 GMT -5)
May 3, 2016 2:18:28 GMT -5celine said:Here's a bit more on them.............donaldmarshall.proboards.com/thread/72/important-new-discovery-donald-troglodytesAlso ....they prob have a clone of you and are using mkultra on you too.I have dreams still, apocalyptic dreams a lot of the time. Would I still dream if I have a clone? What are some true signs of that to look out for?I do have some basic knowledge of MKULTRA, I have been very sexually stimulated since about age 3... regularly masturbating by 7 and addicted to pornography by age 9 when dial up internet had just become regularly available. Kind of embarrassing of exactly HOW sexual I was, I hid it very very well though. and my addiction to sex and pornography for most of my life in combination with my high libido could be MKULTRA related I suppose. Also, I've had strange occurances that I've videod for youtube but never put up in which my mother interviewed me personally and was present for most encounters. One strange one being when I was 4, me and my mother had moved to Idaho in Couer'D Alene near the Canadian border from Tallahassee (where I was born). My father was fresh out of prison due to an addiction to crack cocaine and my mother figured the only chance we had to be a family was to move out of the south where the drug was so prevalent and readily available. (He was pawning my christmas presents, breaking into my grandparent's house stealing their jewelry and guns, rehab too, little did I know he too had issues his entire life... his brother also who was murdered at 16... n his mother my grandma who was murdered shortly after his brother in Alabama... my great grandad who was captured by the NAZIS at the battle of the bulge with the 106th infantry which is all documented killed himself upon release from Stalag IV in Tallahassee etc. so there are deep rooted issues with my paternal family and with the Tallahassee area in general). So to Idaho we went. The first memory I have came from when we had first moved in our house and went camping on a BEAUTIFUL remote lake in a large valley. It was crystal clear and so different from the black water down here I vividly remember the first day there, finding swarms of lady bugs under logs with the sunlight beaming through the evergreens. Swimming by my dad's feet watching a large 3 ft pike reeled in towards me and how it looked like an enormous beast in comparison to my tiny body as it fought my dad's rod n reel. Also, the fires we had at night and how embers seemed to torrent into the night sky mingling with the stars to my amazement. Well, we didn't get to stay there very long afterwards. My mother remembers the details more-so than I, I can only tell of what my memory first handedly accounts for. We were all nestled in our large tent set up in the open by the lake on smooth river rock. I was asleep between my mother and father, I awoke to my mother moving very slightly. She was whispering "Jimmy, Jimmy wake up....", as I also noticed to my horror.... a silhouette of a man walking around our tent, as if he wasn't afraid at all we could be awake or have guns or anything.... (which my mom and dad did).... My eyes followed him around the tent as I listened silently to the rocks move beneath his feet. Then my mom failing to wake my dad had the balls to yell, "JIMMY, IS YOUR GUN READY? I HAVE MINE!" and my dad sat up out of his sleep (we're both VERY hard sleepers, but my mom luckily will awaken to the slightest noise) and saw the silhouette of the man which stopped moving after my mom yelled her narrative threat. My dad hesitated, then we heard the rocks crack as whoever it was sprinted away. We could've died I'm sure, since whoever it was obviously didn't give two shits about life or limb. But after a brief intense pause, my dad jumped out the tent with my mom right behind him guns drawn, yelling "STAY IN THE TENT DYLAN" as I tried to exit to see what was going on... then I heard an engine crank in the distance.... there were more than one of them... and one was parked in a vehicle at the top of the valley looking down on us. I could see the headlights through the tent like the moon. All a very strange occurance. The guy around our tent didn't have time to get in that vehicle before it pulled off.... there also was no one else around for a long ways, not even a drink machine for a good 20 miles. Anyway we left that place that same night to hear 10 years later that there were a string of murders in that same area where children had been raped and killed along with their mothers camping at the EXACT time we were camping there in Idaho. I'm certain that eery night n shady behavior of that silent, calm man outside our tent... n the vehicle strategically parked half a mile away on the valley ridge had something to do with those murders. Me and my mother had moved to Cleveland, TN a few miles north of Chattanooga. My father had went back to prison shortly after we moved from Idaho when I was 6 back down to FL. Me n mom became gypsies essentially. By 13 I was a complete sex addict, I had quit going to school and had my mom say she was home schooling me. All I did every day was play MMORPGs (Dark age of camelot / Shadowbane / Ragnarok Online) have phone sex, masturbate, see my girlfriend Jasmine and read. That's IT... from ages 10-13. I was also performing occult rituals by age 9 attempting to summon demons etc. with my friends during sleepovers in a dark field near the railroad by my old house in Midway,FL (Keep in mind I had no idea what I was doing, or why i was doing these things.... n still don't.... because that's not who I am.... deep inside I'm a VERY sensitive and loving person... and have always felt God was real) So back to Tennessee, Me and my mom were at the laundry mat one late evening. Just us, and a woman behind the counter. All of a sudden a 40-50 yr old scruffy black man walked in. My mom was changing the clothes from the washer to the dryer and I sat in a seat facing the door looking through a magazine imagining which car I would buy if I had the money. Then the man suddenly (keep in mind he had no clothes with him to wash) walks over to me and begins to ask me about my shoes. He proceeded to tell me how cool I was and how he wanted to take me to his store (in which he sold shoes / apparel supposedly) and hook me up. Well.... I knew something wasn't right but had never been approached by a man that way and didn't know what to say as I was sure something wasn't right but didn't want to be rude and call him out since I was just a little kid. Anyway my mom turned around n saw.... n walked over there asking what he was talking to me about n he explained he had a shoe store... even though he was wearing goodwill clothes and no name brand shoes. Well my mom is a beast lol, she said "You better get your ass out of here trying to coax my son into some shit! I'll shoot your ass!" N sure as shit, the guy ran out..... N as if that wasn't strange enough. He didn't run away... he stopped right outside the door and me and my mom and the lady behind the counter saw him talking to an even CREEPIER 40-50 yr old chubby white man with long greasy hair dressed almost the same. After they spoke a few seconds they BOTH got in ONE vehicle and left..... n there are many instances of stuff like this.... those r the two that stand out in my mind though... n that my mom speaks of often. But what do you make of that? Sound like I'm on the radar for MKULTRA?