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thook wrote:

Yah mon! I have read alot of Bashar and have on hand a hundred or so tapes of his early channellings. My wife and I steered away from that information when we considered that fact the Essassanni are the future hybrids of humans and the greys. Spooked us a bit and made us reconsider accepting any of the information contained in those channelings as a whole knowing that channelings can be distorted and the greys aren't necessarily our friends. Aside from that, there was alot positive insights we gleened from the materials. I have seen and read your posts relating to Bashar, just never commented. Have you thought about this or are you even aware of it? I realize this question does not directly relate to the topic in this thread, but I am interested in your take on this matter if you have one. Should this be in another thread, a new one perhaps?

Hi thook, yes, I am very much aware that Bashar is a Zeta-human hybrid,
and I've investigated the whole Zeta thing in depth.  You may want to read  Lyssa Royal's book Visitors From Within; it really opened my
eyes and brain on this subject.
There is a thread here about the Grays but I haven't read much of it, I
may check it out soon.   

I feel that the message is more important than the messenger, and Bashar's messages resonate loud and clear and true with me.

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tenetnosce wrote:

My purpose with this whole thread is not to have a pity-party by any means.  My purpose is to connect with others who may feel that they have to be "alone", that it is part of their path, that it is somehow necessary.  I'm here to say that it's not necessary, and never was. 

I'm here to declare that the time of loneliness has ended, and it is now the time of togetherness.

Who's with me?

I'm glad you wrote that.  I have faced that programming, that I have to be alone in order to fulfill my path.  In fact, I faced those feeling en force this weekend again. 

I had a getaway with my wife and friends to a cabin for the weekend.  Most of the hours were whiled away playing college drinking games.  I mostly drank water but played too, grateful for the many cigarette breaks when (I felt) we actually talked.  My older core of friends, and my wife (when she's with them) are hardcore partiers.  They drink until they're feeling sick and then they pull back, eat huge meals, pass out and then do it again the next day. 

I felt abysmally alone most of the weekend.  It's sad sometimes, and strange, to be the only sober one in a group.  No matter how acclimated a person is to alcohol, it changes their consciousness.  They were all vibrating "at alcohol" and I wasn't.  Alcohol, and recreational drugs, oftentimes create in-groups and out-groups that are reinforced by the people doing the drinking or the drugs. 

What is hard for me is that my wife--although she's on a spiritual path, too--again and again falls into this competitiveness with these old friends.  They're competitive about their drinking.  She's highly sensitive to any suggestion that she's "getting old" and whenever these friends challenge her (or, really, are simply around) she's pulled into the games.  I call them games because that's how I see them.  It's always been odd to me; they physically abuse themselves and call it fun.  They even joke about me being "the smart one" as I'm unharmed the next morning.  But never have they "gotten smart" themselves.     

With my wife approaching 30 she's been partying like this more and more.  It's made me deeply question the relationship.  I question it not morally, but only because so much more of my time has been spent in (what I feel are) lower energy environments.  It makes me feel...sidetracked.  I've found few like-minded people in bars and at keggers. 

On an intuitive level, well, the feelings are all "Yes."  I don't doubt my love for my wife or her love for me, but I am troubled by the late development ("reversion") in her path.  She seems different to me and yet not.  She seems, to me, close to getting trapped in Maya.  But I've tried not to judge.  I've tried to let her struggle through the "I'm getting old" feelings without prescribing any plan of action to her, without preaching or moralizing.  But it has become a strain because I am thinking those thoughts of "Well, maybe I would be better off alone..." 

Yet, in the end, even if I do decide to quit a marriage, I won't be alone.  Aloneness is impossible, for one.  And, I know (because tenetnosce reminded me) that it isn't necessary.  It's no more necessary than the belief that it is.

You can't change a tiger's stripes,
but you can avoid its teeth.

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I was touched by your post, dreamosis.  I've certainly been there, as in the past I've been involved with a number of men who were "users" to some extent, although if your wife is only an occasional partier, it doesn't seem to me she falls in that category.

I was always the "pure" one--well, relatively speaking.  I did experiment with various drugs, smoked a little dope (still do on occasion), drink a little wine (ditto).  Eventually though, I realized I could not be around that lifestyle of frequent using, of whatever substance.  It just wasn't compatible.  I think it speaks very well of you that you are able to abstain when in the company of heavy drinkers.  Shows strength of character.

One thing I read once that made an impression on me, is that people who turn to alcohol are really thirsting for Spirit.  It's interesting that "spirits" is another term for alcohol.  Perhaps this is where the Law of Attraction comes into play: spiritual seekers hooking up with seekers of spirits. smile

But if being in this group makes you feel lonely, and if it's difficult for you to be around your wife when she's with them, perhaps you ought to pull out of that scene.  Perhaps you would feel less lonely on your own at those times. 

Remember:  alone = all one.

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Jen wrote:

I was touched by your post, dreamosis.  I've certainly been there, as in the past I've been involved with a number of men who were "users" to some extent...

Thanks, Jen.  It is a wacky, weird experience to be a spiritual seeker among seekers of spirits, as you put it.  And I do think there is affinity at work there. 

My wife is definitely more than a occasional drinker--she drinks, right now, at least three or four times per week.  It's picked up in the last year and seems to be accelerating as she's nearing 30--she's very sensitive about it, doesn't want to "get old."

This could be its own post, this deal of dealing with people on alcohol and drugs on your spiritual path.  ...At times it's been nigh impossible for me to go into a bar because of my energy sensitivity.  I feel sex chakras pulsing and feel/see everybody floating slightly out of their bodies.  I've even gotten tipsy or high without drinking, but just by being in proximity to the energy.

And I've felt a spiritual thirst among seekers of spirits.  They (being general here) seem to want intimacy so much, peace so much, but never imagine that it's within them...

You can't change a tiger's stripes,
but you can avoid its teeth.

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dreamosis wrote:

My wife is definitely more than a occasional drinker--she drinks, right now, at least three or four times per week.  It's picked up in the last year and seems to be accelerating as she's nearing 30--she's very sensitive about it, doesn't want to "get old."

Oh yeah, 30 is soooooo old - not! smile

Funny, I never wanted to get old either, but this had the effect of making me very health-conscious, and I knew that alcohol, along with our other commonly accepted poisons, is one of the culprits in accelerated aging. 

This could be its own post, this deal of dealing with people on alcohol and drugs on your spiritual path.  ...At times it's been nigh impossible for me to go into a bar because of my energy sensitivity.  I feel sex chakras pulsing and feel/see everybody floating slightly out of their bodies.  I've even gotten tipsy or high without drinking, but just by being in proximity to the energy.

Yeah, bars aren't my scene either.

If alcoholism is in your background in any way, this could be what the psychologists call "repetition compulsion."  It's common for adult children of alcoholics to find themselves in relationships with drinkers.
It is never an accident, why we attract people with certain issues. In some way, they are our issues too.

And I've felt a spiritual thirst among seekers of spirits.  They (being general here) seem to want intimacy so much, peace so much, but never imagine that it's within them...

Our culture does not support people finding inner peace or true intimacy--most people are on a treadmill, consumed with work, chores, etc.  For many of them, drinking is their escape hatch, and as with your wife, a way of connecting with the freedom they felt when they were younger.

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I like Karen Bishop's vision of how relationships will be in the New Energy.  From her latest Energy Alert:

http://www.eboards4all.com/360514/messages/3604.html

Karen Bishop wrote:

This latest move forward is creating many things for us:

A difference in our sexual relations. We no longer need to experience an orgasm through specific genitalia areas. Many are having “full body orgasms� , or basically feeling incredible energy all through our bodies simply by connecting with those we adore. In the higher realms, sex is an obsolete term as we no longer need it. We get the same thrills from connecting in higher ways.
We are connecting with our soul groups and soul teams as never before. We are remembering who we are at the highest levels and what we came to do and be. We will be sharing homes in different locations as we will love to spend time with our soul companions whom we adore. As we laugh, play, remember each other and adore each other, we will find it more and more difficult to part.
We will have multiple partners. With so much of our egos out of the way now, we know we are all family and all one and lovingly and acceptingly spend special time with each and every one of our soul families in a unique and special way, as we will also unite as a whole.

Multiple partners sounds good to me.  I find myself less and less drawn to the cultural paradigm of "The One And Only."  How well has that worked for us anyway? hmm

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Excellent point you bring up, Jen. I'm finding in my own life that there are a great many opportunities presented for a "real" heart-based connection with others - any and all others. And experiencing these types of connections is an "intimate" thing. It's a deep, trusting, loving bonding that happens. We both suddenly find ourselves "in love" with each other, in a whole new way, considering historic use of that term. There has to be room to "go there" in a person.

If we're bound to outdated ideas around relating, relationships and what constitutes "proper intimacy", et al, we greatly miss out on the path of expansion opening for us all at this time. That's not to say that we have multiple sex partners (though we may, I suppose), but that the flexibility must exist within us to consider intimacy and love-bonding in deep ways with others not considered, historically, to fit the "proper" mold for such a thing.

Many of humanity's ideas around relationship, family, love, intimacy, etc. are in the offing for major overhaul, imo. The purposes that these old modes/molds served are "too small" for the Selves we're growing into. Just as we, as individuals, are multi-faceted, so too each of our relationships can be. Excluding any aspect/facet of relating with another based on the protocol of a stereotype borne of old, is not only limiting ourselves, life and others... it's silly. smile

Love has no bounds.

Thanks for your post!
Sowelu

"The most important decision you have to make is whether you live in a hostile or friendly universe."
~ Albert Einstein

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. ~Marcel Proust

The evolution of humanity is an evolution of the heart. The path is through the heart.

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I dunno. . it sounds like a great ideal to me, but I think I'd like to get it down with one woman before taking on two or three! wink  I did have a brief relationship where I sort of left things open like that, thinking I would adopt a more "enlightened" point of view, but the whole thing turned out to be a fiasco.  It's hard enough to be discerning about who I have that kind of exchange with, much less worrying about who else I am having sex with by proxy.

It is not for us to understand love, but simply to make space for it.
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Well, yes, the point is "heart-based" with regard to what I wrote. And indeed, many of us haven't got that down right ONCE, with only ONE person, let alone with multiple others. Taking the steps up the ladder one at a time is prudent. Still, I have no doubt that a unifying with all is the place we're headed, and along with that comes intimate connecting with any number of others... if only to merge with "another one of myself" and feel how real that is - and even if or especially when they don't fit some centuries old mold of who they should be in order for such a thing to happen. wink

"The most important decision you have to make is whether you live in a hostile or friendly universe."
~ Albert Einstein

The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes. ~Marcel Proust

The evolution of humanity is an evolution of the heart. The path is through the heart.

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Sowelu wrote:

Well, yes, the point is "heart-based" with regard to what I wrote. And indeed, many of us haven't got that down right ONCE, with only ONE person, let alone with multiple others. Taking the steps up the ladder one at a time is prudent. Still, I have no doubt that a unifying with all is the place we're headed, and along with that comes intimate connecting with any number of others... if only to merge with "another one of myself" and feel how real that is - and even if or especially when they don't fit some centuries old mold of who they should be in order for such a thing to happen. wink

Yes, and as you said, Sowelu, and as Karen Bishop indicated, these relationships do not need to include sex.

Karen Bishop wrote:

In the higher realms, sex is an obsolete term as we no longer need it. We get the same thrills from connecting in higher ways.

That's certainly where I'm at.  Intimate closeness is wonderful, but I've found that some of my deepest love relationships have been nonsexual.
In that sense, I am sure that most of us HAVE gotten it right with at least one person.  Or a pet, for that matter.  Love is love wherever you find it.  smile

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Hello everybody, this is my first post to this forum, and I'm delighted to be here. Strap yourself in for a wild ride, because the story of my life is so appalling that I can hardly believe it myself, even though I know it's true.

I'm not looking for sympathy, although I certainly wouldn't discourage anyone from offering it. But I'm hoping that telling my story will help other people to recognize if anything like this is happening in their lives, and I'm also hoping that some of you will be able to help me understand what has happened to me. I just ordered The Love Bite by Eve Lorgen because I want to explore the possibility that I am a casualty of that phenomenon. I also think it's possible that mind control, military abductions and alien abductions could have played a part in the cruel hoax that is my life.

I was married for 17 years to someone I first met when I was about 12 years old. We were just friends until college, then we started going out and got married about a year and a half later, when we were both only 20. Stupid mistake to get married that young, but that's another story. She divorced me in 1993, and I have basically been alone ever since. I didn't want the divorce, not because we had a wonderful marriage by any means, but we had two young children at the time and I wanted to get counseling and work things out for their sake as well as ours. She refused.

Since the divorce, I cannot tell you how many times I had a promising relationship fizzle out for no good reason and with no explanation. Women who seemed genuinely interested in me would just stop returning my phone calls and my e-mails. After 12 years of this, I realized I had been placed under surveillance and "someone" was sabotaging my relationships behind my back.

I have always thought it was the FBI or the CIA, because I used to be a newspaper reporter and I have written a number of articles in which I criticized those corrupt agences of complicity in the JFK assassination and other treasonous activities.  But, as I say, I am open to alternative explanations. I think we can rule out bad breath and B.O.

In looking back on our divorce and the things that happened to me after that, I started to think that maybe my wife was co-opted at that point. I thought maybe she was forced to cooperate in the evil scheme to ruin my life, even though she didn't want to. But then I realized, it's possible that she was more than happy to cooperate. And maybe it didn't start in 1993. Maybe it all started back in 1974 when we were still in college, or even before that.

Back in 1974, the FBI and the CIA were both in the business of spying on law-abiding American citizens like me for something as innocuous as participating in a demonstration. So I was probably under surveillance as early as 1973, if not sooner. But for sure by the fall of 1974, when I went to a presentation on the JFK assassination at the University of Michigan, which was still a hotbed of campus unrest at that time.

I really couldn't believe my own government would lie to me about the murder of my president, so I started checking out books from the library and writing papers about it for my history classes. That could have been what made my name pop up on the radar screen. A lot of professors and students were government informants back in those days.

On New Year's Eve of 1974, I was invited to a party and my future wife was there. One thing led to another, and the next thing I knew, one of our friends was offering us his bed for the night. It was like a dream come true for me, but looking back on it, maybe it wasn't just luck. Maybe it was designed to happen that way. Pretty soon, we were writing to each other, talking on the phone and visiting each other, and she suggested that we live together that summer. I was thrilled, because I wanted that, too. I was really in love with her back then.

The following year, 1976, she suggested that we get married. I went along with the idea, even though I had some reservations about her by that time. I was afraid that I would never find anyone else if I didn't marry her. I was probably right about that, not because I nobody would want me, but because my life had become a covert operation by then.

Our marriage had its ups and downs, and at the time, I didn't suspect anything too diabolical was going on. But in looking back on it, there was a weird pattern of her initiating contact with my former girlfriends. We would get together, and sometimes she would even leave me alone with someone she knew I had been interested in or involved with before. It was like she WANTED something to happen between us, maybe so she could have an excuse to leave me.

The clincher for me was last fall when I told her that I suspected my life had been sabotaged for a long, long time. You should have seen the look on her face. She looked like the cat that ate the canary. I have never seen anyone look so guilty in all my life.

Getting back to the divorce, I resolved to make the best of the situation and I was actually kind of excited about finding someone new. But in addition to the phenomenon I mentioned earlier, I started having encounters with women that seemed to be designed to humiliate me and cause me emotional distress. I started going out to bars and clubs and concerts a lot -- anywhere I thought I could meet someone interesting. And I would wait for a sign from someone I was interested in before I would approach her. If she looked at me and smiled, I would walk up and say hello.

Well, sometimes these women would let me waste half the night talking to them, but then they would refuse to see me again. Other times, when I approached, they would look shocked and offended that I tried to start a conversation with them, even though they had made a number of overtures specifically and blatantly designed to make me think they were interested.

It took me a long time to figure out that a lot of these women were agents. Their assignment was either to distract me and prevent me from meeting someone who was sincere, or to humiliate me and try to undermine my confidence.

In addition to all this relationship heartache, during the past year I have also become a target of electronic surveillance, gang stalking and electronic harassment involving psychotronic weapons. I feel it's all part of the long-term plan to ruin my life.

Since my father was in the Air Force and involved in the atomic bomb research, I know he must have had some top-secret security clearances. And my grandfather was a Shriner, so he was at least a 33rd-degree Mason. So what I'm wondering is, could I have been part of some secret mind control project when I was a kid?

I can remember having intense and scary sleep paralysis during my senior year in high school, then it stopped. I don't remember being abducted or anything like that, but another strange experience I had was that I was a chronic bed-wetter until I was about 12 years old. It has occurred to me that emotional trauma could have played a part in that.

My father did not show me affection or offer me praise when I was a kid, even though I was a good student and a good athlete and an all-around good kid. One time I fell out of a tree when I was watching him play tennis, and instead of comforting me, he yelled at me. I was already hurt and scared, so that was not an appropriate response. Sometimes I wonder if he sold me out to the government.

In addition to my wife, I have been betrayed by a number of close friends in the past few years.
So what I'm wondering is, is it possible that they were all knowingly participating in some type of intelligence operation, or could they have been used somehow without their knowledge? Could there be some type of alien interference in my life, or is it just a government black op?

The part that is hardest for me to understand is my ex-wife's actions. Why in the world would she give up her own life and her own chance at happiness, just to ruin mine? The only explanation I can come up with is that I was identified at a young age, maybe even since birth, as someone who was a threat to some alien or government agenda. Maybe some genetic predisposition to be a truth-seeker or something like that. My ex-wife has made references to reptiles and aliens before, so it has occurred to me that she may be some type of hybrid. That's the only way I can explain her fanatical devotion.

I cannot emphasize enough the devastating impact this has had on my life. I think whoever is doing this to me knows that romantic love is what I want more than anything else in this world. That's why they chose this aspect of my life to concentrate on with their psychological warfare. The effect has been that I am extremely reluctant to trust women now, which keeps me isolated. Even if I happen to meet someone sincere, the relationship will be broken off, so what's the use? Why go through the torture?

All right, that's just scartching the surface of what I've been through, but I'm sure it was sufficient to bore many of you, so I'm going to stop right here and await your responses. Does my experience ring a bell with anyone? Does anyone have an explanation?

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palomine wrote:

Hello everybody, this is my first post to this forum, and I'm delighted to be here. Strap yourself in for a wild ride, because the story of my life is so appalling that I can hardly believe it myself, even though I know it's true.

I'm not looking for sympathy, although I certainly wouldn't discourage anyone from offering it. But I'm hoping that telling my story will help other people to recognize if anything like this is happening in their lives, and I'm also hoping that some of you will be able to help me understand what has happened to me. I just ordered The Love Bite by Eve Lorgen because I want to explore the possibility that I am a casualty of that phenomenon. I also think it's possible that mind control, military abductions and alien abductions could have played a part in the cruel hoax that is my life.

I was married for 17 years to someone I first met when I was about 12 years old. We were just friends until college, then we started going out and got married about a year and a half later, when we were both only 20. Stupid mistake to get married that young, but that's another story. She divorced me in 1993, and I have basically been alone ever since. I didn't want the divorce, not because we had a wonderful marriage by any means, but we had two young children at the time and I wanted to get counseling and work things out for their sake as well as ours. She refused.

Since the divorce, I cannot tell you how many times I had a promising relationship fizzle out for no good reason and with no explanation. Women who seemed genuinely interested in me would just stop returning my phone calls and my e-mails. After 12 years of this, I realized I had been placed under surveillance and "someone" was sabotaging my relationships behind my back.

I have always thought it was the FBI or the CIA, because I used to be a newspaper reporter and I have written a number of articles in which I criticized those corrupt agences of complicity in the JFK assassination and other treasonous activities.  But, as I say, I am open to alternative explanations. I think we can rule out bad breath and B.O.

In looking back on our divorce and the things that happened to me after that, I started to think that maybe my wife was co-opted at that point. I thought maybe she was forced to cooperate in the evil scheme to ruin my life, even though she didn't want to. But then I realized, it's possible that she was more than happy to cooperate. And maybe it didn't start in 1993. Maybe it all started back in 1974 when we were still in college, or even before that.

Back in 1974, the FBI and the CIA were both in the business of spying on law-abiding American citizens like me for something as innocuous as participating in a demonstration. So I was probably under surveillance as early as 1973, if not sooner. But for sure by the fall of 1974, when I went to a presentation on the JFK assassination at the University of Michigan, which was still a hotbed of campus unrest at that time.

I really couldn't believe my own government would lie to me about the murder of my president, so I started checking out books from the library and writing papers about it for my history classes. That could have been what made my name pop up on the radar screen. A lot of professors and students were government informants back in those days.

On New Year's Eve of 1974, I was invited to a party and my future wife was there. One thing led to another, and the next thing I knew, one of our friends was offering us his bed for the night. It was like a dream come true for me, but looking back on it, maybe it wasn't just luck. Maybe it was designed to happen that way. Pretty soon, we were writing to each other, talking on the phone and visiting each other, and she suggested that we live together that summer. I was thrilled, because I wanted that, too. I was really in love with her back then.

The following year, 1976, she suggested that we get married. I went along with the idea, even though I had some reservations about her by that time. I was afraid that I would never find anyone else if I didn't marry her. I was probably right about that, not because I nobody would want me, but because my life had become a covert operation by then.

Our marriage had its ups and downs, and at the time, I didn't suspect anything too diabolical was going on. But in looking back on it, there was a weird pattern of her initiating contact with my former girlfriends. We would get together, and sometimes she would even leave me alone with someone she knew I had been interested in or involved with before. It was like she WANTED something to happen between us, maybe so she could have an excuse to leave me.

The clincher for me was last fall when I told her that I suspected my life had been sabotaged for a long, long time. You should have seen the look on her face. She looked like the cat that ate the canary. I have never seen anyone look so guilty in all my life.

Getting back to the divorce, I resolved to make the best of the situation and I was actually kind of excited about finding someone new. But in addition to the phenomenon I mentioned earlier, I started having encounters with women that seemed to be designed to humiliate me and cause me emotional distress. I started going out to bars and clubs and concerts a lot -- anywhere I thought I could meet someone interesting. And I would wait for a sign from someone I was interested in before I would approach her. If she looked at me and smiled, I would walk up and say hello.

Well, sometimes these women would let me waste half the night talking to them, but then they would refuse to see me again. Other times, when I approached, they would look shocked and offended that I tried to start a conversation with them, even though they had made a number of overtures specifically and blatantly designed to make me think they were interested.

It took me a long time to figure out that a lot of these women were agents. Their assignment was either to distract me and prevent me from meeting someone who was sincere, or to humiliate me and try to undermine my confidence.

In addition to all this relationship heartache, during the past year I have also become a target of electronic surveillance, gang stalking and electronic harassment involving psychotronic weapons. I feel it's all part of the long-term plan to ruin my life.

Since my father was in the Air Force and involved in the atomic bomb research, I know he must have had some top-secret security clearances. And my grandfather was a Shriner, so he was at least a 33rd-degree Mason. So what I'm wondering is, could I have been part of some secret mind control project when I was a kid?

I can remember having intense and scary sleep paralysis during my senior year in high school, then it stopped. I don't remember being abducted or anything like that, but another strange experience I had was that I was a chronic bed-wetter until I was about 12 years old. It has occurred to me that emotional trauma could have played a part in that.

My father did not show me affection or offer me praise when I was a kid, even though I was a good student and a good athlete and an all-around good kid. One time I fell out of a tree when I was watching him play tennis, and instead of comforting me, he yelled at me. I was already hurt and scared, so that was not an appropriate response. Sometimes I wonder if he sold me out to the government.

In addition to my wife, I have been betrayed by a number of close friends in the past few years.
So what I'm wondering is, is it possible that they were all knowingly participating in some type of intelligence operation, or could they have been used somehow without their knowledge? Could there be some type of alien interference in my life, or is it just a government black op?

The part that is hardest for me to understand is my ex-wife's actions. Why in the world would she give up her own life and her own chance at happiness, just to ruin mine? The only explanation I can come up with is that I was identified at a young age, maybe even since birth, as someone who was a threat to some alien or government agenda. Maybe some genetic predisposition to be a truth-seeker or something like that. My ex-wife has made references to reptiles and aliens before, so it has occurred to me that she may be some type of hybrid. That's the only way I can explain her fanatical devotion.

I cannot emphasize enough the devastating impact this has had on my life. I think whoever is doing this to me knows that romantic love is what I want more than anything else in this world. That's why they chose this aspect of my life to concentrate on with their psychological warfare. The effect has been that I am extremely reluctant to trust women now, which keeps me isolated. Even if I happen to meet someone sincere, the relationship will be broken off, so what's the use? Why go through the torture?

All right, that's just scartching the surface of what I've been through, but I'm sure it was sufficient to bore many of you, so I'm going to stop right here and await your responses. Does my experience ring a bell with anyone? Does anyone have an explanation?

Palo,

What I find most curious about your sorry story is that you mention that you and your wife have 2 children; that you wanted to make the marriage work for their sake, in spite of how awful it was for you; BUT the entire rest of your story is about you, your pain, your misery, complaints; and NADA about them, nor who has custody, what's happened to them, etc...  Why?

Also this statement is very revealing:

"I'm not looking for sympathy, although I certainly wouldn't discourage anyone from offering it."

I'd suggest that you are in fact looking for sympathy.  If I were in an aggressive mood, I also might suggest that you are behaving narcissisticly. Good thing I'm not in an aggressive mood wink

Though I have no reason to doubt the actual details of your story, it's those "little" but very important characters which you glossed over, which you did not speak of that leave me with a sour taste.

  • Registered: 2005-10-17

Re: Dare I say. . . relationship?

Well, I think you'd have to pretty insensitive not to feel sympathy for someone who has gone through what I have gone through. I know I cerrtainly would feel sympathy for anyone else in that situation. But, as I said before, that wasn't the point. I was looking for help in understanding what has happened to me, and also hoping that some people would recognize it if it were happening to them. I mentioned The Love Bite because it's about alien interference in human love relationships, and since a lot of people here are aware that aliens exist, I was hoping someone could give me some insight into the phenomenon. As far as my children are concerned, I did the best job of being a single father that I could, and they turned out OK, but they did not have the opportunities they would have had if we had stayed together. My wife had custody of the children, but they would come and stay with me often, and I would come to visit them. We managed to stay pretty close, considering the circumstances, but it's nothing like being part of a family. You lose the spontaneity, and they grow up with emotional problems related to the divorce. My daughter graduated from college and lives on her own, and my son is a senior in college this year. What does that have to do with anything? I wasn't trying to write the story of my family, I was writing about MY STORY because I thought it was relevant to the issue of the harassment that truth-seekers face. Montalk has written about that subject, so I thought people on this forum would be interested. What I'm saying is, my life was deliberately sabotaged as part of an intelligence operation or alien interference or SOMETHING, and if this could happen to me, maybe it could happen to you or someone you know. More and more truth-seekers will be targeted as the New World Order draws nearer. The whole point of telling MY STORY is how it relates to what we are ALL up against.

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Re: Dare I say. . . relationship?

To be honest, I also had some misgivings about your post, palomine.  For one thing, I don't buy the "alien interference" idea.  Not that I don't believe the negative aliens exist, or that they may try to interfere, but
I don't think they can unless there is something in us that resonates with that scenario.  Here's a link to a thread I started on this subject: http://forum.noblerealms.org/viewtopic.php?id=2103

For what it's worth, you do have my sympathy for the difficulties you've experienced.  My sense is that they stem not from alien interference, but from a loveless childhood and a very dysfunctional relationship with your dad (I don't know about your mom).  I was touched by your description of the scene where you fell from a tree and he yelled at you.  Such experiences leave their mark on us, and in your case you may have been left feeling unloveable.  Probably it is this, more than anything else, that has interfered with your finding romantic love.  Plus, with each disappointment you may have become increasingly desperate and needy.  Unfortunately, this repels rather than attracts potential lovers.

Have you ever done inner child work?  This might be a good place to start. Until we resolve those old issues, they will keep popping up in our current experience.  It could also help to realize that your dad, more than likely, was treated the same way by his own dad or was otherwise emotionally abandoned.  Unless we are very conscious and aware, this kind of thing gets passed on. 

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  • From: LA
  • Registered: 2005-09-18

Re: Dare I say. . . relationship?

Palomine:

I try not to be judgemental so what I have to say below is intended for you to digest and perhaps make some adjustments in your life and start steering in the right direction.

Your story is indeed sad but all of us have a story to tell and some stories are sadder than others relativistically speaking.  Only you can change the path you have ill chosen.  You can either feel sorry for yourself and look for simpathy in all the wrong places all or you can start telling yourself that you have control over the situation and major changes are required.  It seems to me that incidents in your life have driven you to take an overwhelming stance on your love relationships.  This is an over reaction to make sure you do not lose the relationship you so much value.  Also, overwhelming your partner will drain every ounce of energy out of them leaving them with no room to breathe.  When the situation reaches that point separation is imminent.  Let her fly and spread her wings and if she returns it was meant to be!  Freedom is essential in a male-female relationship (you can put that in the bank.....I have been there!)

The one part about your story that saddens me the most is your kids.  You mentioned then early on your story as a mean to gain our hearts.  Well, it did not work with me................Get your act together and spend some time with them so in the future they won't be telling your very same story!  Amen.