Re: "Revelations of the Insider" - revisited
Lyra,
Some years back Ark over at Cassiopeans contacted me about a line of research he and Laura were pursuing regarding entire towns or geographical locations becoming holographic projections. They had been receiving some reports from people in different places in the world, mostly energy sensitives like me, I think, who had been talking about weird changes going on in places. I had made a post at a forum somewhere about Princeton, New Jersey suddenly turning into a "fake" place in the late 90's, and he contacted me about it to explain my perceptions further. I did but didn't ever hear any more from him and never found out about how their research on this progressed. Maybe you guys know?
Anyway, to describe what I'm talking about, I lived in Princeton right in the center of town from 1993 to 1999. Then I moved to the outskirts of town for a year or so, while keeping my apartment in town, and my partner and I finally left the area completely right after 9/11.
Initially, I was drawn to the area for its lively intellectual and artistic energy, presence of bookstores, coffeestores, and "higher life forms."
University towns can be a lot of fun, especially when the university is a town's main industry and the college isn't just buried within a city somewhere. Lots of great artistic events, conferences, etc. in the area. I lived right on a ley line at the conjunction of four buildings - the university library was on one corner, a church on another, a movie theater on another, and Princeton's psychology building was on the other. Energetically it was a good place for me, and I had been doing a bunch of manifesting work before I moved there, setting the intention to find an apartment in the $300-$400 range (not realizing that that was a "ludicrous" intention, since the place was so expensive to live in. You pay about $1500 for a decent one person apartment these days, and it was about $800 or so back then.)
Sure enough, right when my lease on my other place in Pennsylvania was out, I found this cool attic apartment in an old Victorian for $350 a month. So I became a "townie" - somebody who walked to her bank, post office, grocery store, you name it.
So I walked the "beat" of Princeton every day for six or seven years. I knew every homeless person by name. I watched a lot of weird stuff going on, which seemed to be related to group programming/stalking stuff, where suddenly the usual homeless people weren't the ones standing around, and there were these people who didn't seem REAL spouting weird, highly specific things that completely related to what was going on with me at the time.
So if I had JUST been trying to make a decision about a writing project, say, writing a book about a particular subject, I'd walk by a weird looking guy who wasn't one of the recognized characters from town life and he'd suddenly mutter, "Don't write the book. Don't write the book," as I walked by, staring at me with a dead, robotic and programmed look.
This kind of crap happened for a two or three year period pretty regularly after I was dealing with the aftereffects of my negative run in with the Stargate CIA remote viewer and his henchman. I think I was on a "list" for a while for some pretty intense level stalking, and since I had to walk everywhere to do things like go to the post office, bank, etc., I was an easy target.
But after a while that stuff stopped happening, and the homeless people I knew from before suddenly came back, and my buddy Louie with the sweet smile who told me every day that I looked pretty was there at his usual post on the corner, and Charlie, the funky fellow with the gambling habit, would be around doing odd jobs on the street, sweeping up in front of the restaurants, trying to make a little extra cash as usual. I'd buy him pizza sometimes. These were the guys I knew as locals, who were just suddenly BACK after a period when they weren't around and they had been replaced by these weird programmed stalker types of people.
But the main thing I wanted to describe was what happened just after this. In about 1998/1999 I noticed that the town didn't feel.....REAL....anymore. One minute, it had chi. There was real life force there, and it boosted and sustained me. The next minute, it was dead. Everything suddenly seemed "fake" as I looked around, and even the trees suddenly didn't have auras in town. The people I saw walking around switched back to programmed looking "people" again, and the townies I knew were gone again. And these "people" behaved very differently. They were aggressive, dead-looking, mean, and had no auras.
Several of them tried to run me over. Funny thing was, they were always women who looked like busy soccer moms on the surface, driving SUVs., the type who are usually running their kids around to eighteen different activities and rushing around everywhere. Only, if I looked closely, there were no kids in the car, and sometimes the SUV's had no license plates or had government license plates.
The SUV's would be coming out of a local town parking lot as I was walking by the exit area, and I would exchange eye contact with the "moms," they would wave me on to walk in front of the van (since you're supposed to yield to pedestrians, right?") and then, I kid you not, they would SLAM ON THE ACCELERATOR just as I walked in front of the van. The first time it happened, I went up on top of the hood (that one wasn't an SUV, it was a wagon.) I wasn't hurt. The next time I could step slightly out of time and see what she was about to do, and even though the woman waved me on to walk in front of her, I faked her out, pretending I was going to walk in the intersection, but stepping out of the way of the car at the last minute. Sure enough, she tried to run me over. By the time this happened the 3rd time, with yet a different car and "mom," I knew something was seriously up. And these women never rolled down their windows, apologized, etc. They just sped off.
I learned to detest soccer moms during this period.
But I did know that these weren't real "people" somehow. Either they were robots or they were programmed types.
None of these women had any chi or aura, either. I remember because one of the women did have her window rolled down when she did this, although she didn't speak to me or apologize for nearly running me over, and I looked at her arm and her blouse and her face, and she seemed like a zombie. A real one. Walking dead. That's when I began to think seriously that maybe somebody has a way to reanimate dead bodies, because that's what she felt like on an energetic level. Like the original soul in that body was long gone.
Okay, so there was this overall creepy sensation going on that I first noticed in 1998 and tried to pretend it wasn't happening, but by late in 1998/1999 I was spending most of my time at my boyfriend's apartment out of town, I just couldn't bear to physically BE in town anymore.
During this same time period when town seemed .....fake.....like a holographic projection......there were serious "wizard wars" going on in town. A psychic friend of mine got possessed by ET's and nearly killed my honey when she spontaneously offered to do some energy work on him and filled him with all manner of psychic poison. Negative entities were making a serious bid for the loyalty of all of the local healers and psychics, and most of these folks were clueless about this battle going on. I was fighting the critters off in dreamspace and in the occasional manifestation inside my house. But people like my friend found themselves drawn into situations where they were suddenly worshipping ET's and allowing negative entities to possess them. Even the person I used to share office space went over to the dark because he didn't even know a fight was going on, and he offered no resistance when this weird woman suddenly imposed herself on his business and took things over, and she was a negative sorceror type with bad energy.
The ONLY shamanic warriors who lived in the area....well, interestingly enough, we all left town around the same period, within a few months' time. And each one of us had thought we'd live out the rest of our days in Princeton because it had been a good place for us for such a long time. So suddenly, all the people who could read energy and sense this weird shift that was going on were out of there.
We compared notes in our new homes and locations, and all of us agreed that Prinecton wasn't REAL anymore. Lack of chi from trees and people, lack of energy, people just blandly going around with a weird zombie hatred and violence percolating in their energy fields.
Also during this period, all of the cool merchants I'd been going to every day for years - the pizza guys who ran small family businesses, the deli guy, the greek place -- all closed up their shops and were replaced by larger commercial companies. Now, the landlords had raised their rents, so that was part of it. But it was a mass exodus of all "real" people from the area, both in a business sense and an individual person sense.
When we moved to our current location I thought I'd be making regular trips back to Princeton, since it was my center of operations for so long. Not so. I've been back barely a handful of times in the five years since we've been out of there. Every time I go back, the energies I remember fondly from the past just aren't there in any form.
So, in conclusion, I think Princeton is no longer real anymore. I mean it. It's the strangest thing I've ever witnessed, an entire town seemingly replaced with a holographic projection or something. And the other shamanic types who left the area when we did agree with me. This is different from the place being flooded with negative energy from cell towers, etc. That's not what I'm talking about. I'm talking about a complete lack of life force even in the trees. How can a tree be standing there and still be a tree without a life force? And why are the people there "dead" energetically? Those who do like going there tend to carry large amounts of life force within a bubble and seem to be able to use this like a personal oxygen tank, going there for short periods to have dinner with friends or whatever and using their own chi to keep them going. But I find that all of the "cool" people, if they are forced to spend any length of time there, get icked out. Like it's a true dead zone. Energetically I wonder if it's like Lebanon after the recent missile attacks there - because it feels like a battle zone after the place has been fried to pieces and there's not a single piece of chi left anymore.
How did this happen? Why did this happen? I dunno.
I'm just happy we don't live there anymore.
I also don't know how far the holographic projection extends....whether it's local or spreads to other neighboring towns. I do know that that dead feeling seems to continue southwards of town to the next neighboring little town and also northwards up one small town. After that it's some distance to the next towns, and those "borderland" places have kind of a half on, half off feeling. There's still some chi there, but not as much as there was ten years ago.
So when the insider asks about "Are we really living on the planet we think we are?" I'd have to say this thing of certain towns not being REAL anymore might play into that. I think Princeton has been "offline" for some years now. So what happened to it? Where did it go? If it's gone, how does a holographic projection, complete with local townspeople, continue to sustain itself without more people noticing? Do the powers that be have some way to add in some "SIMS" to make it look like there are still normal people going around? Because I have to say the folks there seem to be SIMS, simulations inserted from somewhere. Too weird!
LipstickMystic aka Jennifer