Fabricated Information and Trick Photography

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This is August 4, 2007 and Becky’s birthday. On her nineteenth birthday I drew a picture of a bunch of girls in shorts sitting on benches and the sign on the wall said “G A A Meeting” and I was the speaker and I said, “In a way I’m jealous of all you, who aren’t boys, and therefore ellagable to go out with Becky”. It was a take off of a line Robert Kennedy used against LBJ in 1964 when he wanted to be picked as vice president. Of course this line “I don’t go out on dates” is something Christians routinely say that isn’t true. When I first met Becky she was in the process of breaking up with Bo. And after they’d broken up Becky told me that a lot of times she’d fake like they were still together. Of course eight months later Becky would be married to that convict prisoner she met, “with hair down to his waist”. Of course she’s a Leo. You gotta watch out for those Leos. Leo women have that aura about them men can’t resist. Laura is also a Leo and her birthday is in twelve days, so Thom Hartman can start the countdown. “288 hours, 56 minutes, 26 seconds” or something. I’m using this paragraph in a blog, and thought about the previous paragraph, also written today, but I thought about it a bit. You know there is a scene in The Ten Commandments where Nefritiri grabs Ramses in a passionate embrace” and he throws her back in doubt, and she says to him, “Do you think this is a sample of what you’ll have when you marry me? No. This is a sample of what you will NOT have”. Back in the spring of 1996 I did a story stretched out over at least four files through the spring, of dialogs between myself and God. In these God is taunting me with visions of what I Could have had had I not committed suicide on May 3^rd. 1972. Because after all everything since them I thought was Real turned out not to be, apparently. So I’m taunted with scenes like “Me and Becky going at it like rabbits”, something whicn never happened. According to Jesus Christ of KFI, taunting must be God’s favorite past time for people in Hell. It’s been my belief that if some Force is screwing up your life Here, then to be REMOVED from such a force in the future would be “a consummation devoutly to be wished”. But apparently for Jesus Christ, Hell must be one of God’s favorite place for spending his recreational time. Like the man in the Sun outfit, who must have overslept because it was dark out at 5:20, God apparently finds more interesting things to do than what he’s supposed to be doing, like making television commercials. Of course in the news they’re still talking about the destruction of that confounded bridge. Ron Hubbard is doing an investigation. If the bridge to the O T realm that Ron crossed in 1967 is not restored nobody can go up in the rapture. Of course Mark Campbell and the Federation tell me that on November 30^th. 1967 there was a rapture of spirits on planet earth, and this is one of the reasons why the psychedelic movement in music peaked at this time. We’re slowly in the process of getting to our main topic - - but we’re like Beethoven’s Nineth. We take our time about getting to the point.

Last night there was this intriguing movie on FOX. It was about this woman who’s son was feared dead in a plane crash “fourteen months ago” but only now was she being told by all these people around her that she was delusional and ther her son never existed but that she miscarried at birth. She knows of all these photos of her son but they’re all missing or altered. If course I’m in that computer class where one of the things they do is make people disappear from photographs and the computer fills in the hole with surrounding area. She hurries to the library to look up old newspapers on micro film about the plane crash but they’ve all been deleted. Finally she goes to this one Hockey player for the NY Rangers house. She tries to tell him he had a daughter that was also on that plane. He denies it. But then she realizes he’s a heavy drinker and asks him why and says “You started drinking about fourteen months ago didn’t you”. That got his attention. Her son’s name was Sam and his daughter’s name was Lauren, and they were both about nine I guess. And she tells him, “Say her name”. She discovers that a bedroom has been wallpaper over and she rips off the wallpaper and there are these drawings that her daughter did on the walls. Little by little he becomes a believer and an ally. There is this one black woman police investigator who believes them. She realizes that if she WERE insane, who are all these Federal investigators chasing them? And how come this one guy who blocked their exit in a car, came back to life even after being run over? Some may say this is tin foil het and black hillocopter time. But I too have thought about this in passing. My biggest fear is that I will die and that nobody will remember that I was ever here or even existed. There are times when I suspect family members of this. As you know right around the time of the wedding in 1981 a number of people disappeared from my life never to be heard from again. Since we’re going to blog this I’ll use their ZAC names. There was Jim Klein, whose last appearance was at Pete Richards wedding. There were Dick and Robin Llyle and Zachery. Contrary to what I’ve said in snail mail the last time I saw them was before the wedding in 1981 and not early 1984. It was Mark Campbell who continued to see them and give reports, but for some reason I never did. The last time Mark saw them was several times around Newyears 1983-1984. That evening I was at the gathering at Ron’s mother’s house. Of course Vicky, alias “tiger lady” and Jeane Hayse were never heard from again after December 1981. Pete (not Richards) told me years later that Jeane Hayse was murdered. Vicky got the name “tiger lady” from Zachery, because she wore this leopard bathing suit. Memory plays funny tricks. I was actually depressed in early 1982 because I felt that my life was “changed” and I longed for “the good old days”. Of course there were lots of younger girls around then but it didn’t do me any good, did it?

Now we’re ready for our main topic, to cue “Ode to Joy”. Or would some of you prefer the fourth movement of the Hammerklavier? It has always been believed from the days “Darvey” or whoever came up with the rapture doctrine, that the Rapture was something that was organized by God as a way of getting all of the Christians safely out of the world before it went to Hell in a hand backet in “the last days” also known as “the great tribulation”. You know, the Maharishi has said that if even a small percentage of the people meditate and achieve enlightened clarity of mind that this will cause a revolution of enlightenment in any nation where this occurs in. What if the government actually, as people darkly suspect on the Art Belle show, that the government actually has space alien technology. That U F O aliens did land on earth at some time in the past. I don’t know what’s in “area 51”. Probably nothing, but you never know. Suppose these space aliens had some technology the government found out about. Perhaps it was some device to make people forget others ever existed like that mental vaccume thing on Startrek where messages can be spoken directly into the unconscious mind. Obviously something “went wrong” because the space aliens admitted that normally THEY use it on the people they come across. But now the government has the equipment. Of course there is another Startrek episode where that 22^nd. century guy from Jersey gets ahold of this ship from the Future. You might say “Wait a minute. Space aliens wouldn’t allow a mistake like that. If the government were holding them hostage the others would come after them and rescue them”. Maybe not. Or maybe this civilization WANTED our government to have this “forgetting” technology, to use at a later date. Perhaps it’s taken fifty years for the government to decide what to do with this technology. Perhaps this is what Jimmy Carter meant when he said he believed in the existence of space aliens. I can tell you that civilization is not the Federation, or Alcyonne, or Andromeda or just about any other civilization we’ve talked about. There are the Sutterans. Apparently “Sutterans” means “south bound” in their own culture but among the Romulans the word kind of translates as “Dirty Dancing”. These people play dirty. (See Rocca-Rolla, early postings) These people may want to wipe all memory of enlightened ones from the planet. The government has ways of making you “Disappear”. You’ve all heard that. But what if the government LITERALLY had the power to make you Disappear. There is no trace of your molecules and all memory of you, like that computer play, was wiped out. As you know a lot of the evidence in the Kennedy Assasenation centers around badly executed trick photography. Suppose it isn’t “The Lord” but The Government that wants to get rid of all Enlightened people that could see through their tricks on the people to gain Unconstitutional power. The government may know as long as a certain contingency of the population exists, what happened in Nazi Germany with the abrogation of powers in the legislature, will never happen here, either slowly or quickly. (It’s already happening)

So what happens to those who “never existed”. Well perhaps as the movie intones “They’re still alive”, just like all those “murder victims” were on Days of our Lives three years ago. They’re all in a “place”. Suppose you do have a Soul and it does survive consciousness after death? Perhaps your “Soul” is made out of some kind of sub-atomic particles that this world cannot destroy. (Now I’m sounding like a Christian) Suppose there is a set day when our Government will set into operation, “Operation Elimination”. It could be something like the tenth day of the tenth month. October 10^th. 2010 or that ten ten ten code. (see previous postings) I’d like to close with this. Sometimes there are secret messages. At Renes Le Chateau there were secret messages. There are paintings where if you peal off the front layer there is another photograph hidden beneathe with secret messages and things like I Tego Arcena Dei. When I was three going on four there were movies of me at Beverly Park, a kiddy amusement park, with my brother. The last thing you see before “The End” is us riding a roller coaster. As you know in the song “Come Together” there is a line about “He roller coaster, he got early warning”. Then there is a scene taken from the hill behind our house looking down. The scene is of my mother and brother planting or burying something in the back yard, and they both appeared over-dressed for the part. The next thing you see if that Christmas and my brother is getting gifts. My name is mentioned in the title but there is no Me to be seen in the following scene. I have done a disappearing act.

(Come Together – All Together)