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Montalk,

Your analogy about the big bad wolf is too funny. I have question about when you reached the level: little pig let me in...

Is this when they start trying to play into your greed? The symbolic pot of gold? And at the moment you surrender to this greed, it is when they 'are in' and can start the re-working...?

R.

It's the little things that get me, it seems. "Death by a thousand cuts" is their approach at times.

For instance, I was in a store tonight buying a personal care item, and the clerk asked me a question about the item. It was an innocuous question, but I was tired from being in a car all day, and was ready to get home, so I said "I don't know." She was only trying to be friendly, I'm sure, so afterwards I felt that I wanted to say to her "I'm sorry I was short with you but I'm tired, etc."

Now, this is a subtle trick to play. With this tiny possible manipulation of the clerk (likely unbeknownst to her) they get a little "zap" in, because afterward she said "I guess you didn't read the box." Well, I did read the box, and knew what I was buying, but the sum total of the effect on the ego (my weak point) is like this : "Hey, you dummy. Don't you even know what you're buying? Are you that spaced out? Sad. You are really pitiful."

It's done when you're tired and/or preoccupied. They know what they are doing. They gear this harrassement  to you, attempting to create a personal hell.

To top it off, the man behind me was making me uncomfortable.He walked up just as she was asking me about the item I did not want a man to see me buying at that moment. Some of you gals know what I am talking about. Guys, there must be items you'd just assume buy when no women are around. The thing is , the more tired I am  the more self-conscious I become, and I'm already too self-conscious. So it's like a double whammy.

Then I felt stupid for even giving a damn. So, you see how the tiniest little thing, if I'm tired or unaware, can send me into a cascade of thoughts which ultimately balloon into a loosh-fest for them.

You would not believe, perhaps, some of the small mundane comments and events which have led me to near despair! And for what? It's strange to others, but when their particular weaknesses are pushed, they are just as liable to fall prey to these traps.

Yes, they continue to "work on" us, even though we are aware. I forced them to abort their attempt by putting the brakes on my thought-triggers, but I know if had not gotten enough sleep or continued to indulge in negative thinking, they could have done some damage. I've learned this from falling for the tricks many times in the past.

It feels great to realize, however, that knowledge I've learned here and elswhere, constantly practiced (with occasional slip-ups since), developement of intuition, etc.
has finally sunk in to the point where I can do this.

If I did not know these things, I would probably make the same mistakes over and over and never think to question that I might not be the total cause. It takes a particular combination of inner vulnerabilities and outer button-pushing to create havoc. Having had some close calls, but finally being hep to my patterns and mistakes more than ever, I can beat them. They must be beat in true warrior fashion, as calmly as possible. As you said, easier said than done, but doable.

Once you are aware, they may attack you more in a bombardment style. But I'd rather be constantly under seige and true to myself and "noble", then settle for the semi-awake limbo that oppressed me for so long.

They and people may mock, but mockery of seekers is one of the last resorts of shriveled souls.

AwakeKiwi,

Welcome to Noble Realms!

Heeheehee, intuitive indeed.  The woman is highly oriented to the acquirement of dinero, and empowered... this makes for a dicey dynamic; people will say and do strange, even selfish things for money.  Although I haven't seen or spoken to her in a few years... well, you couldn't pay me to trust her, and that's my intuition.  I definitely wouldn't ask her for directions "home", if you know what I mean.

Also, since you made a reference to a post on the first page, and didn't note who posted it this may become a confusing reference for others, especially on a multi-page thread such as this one.  The only reason I knew what it referred to was because I wrote it.  Applying quote tags becomes really easy once you do it once or twice, and  helps the flow of a multi-page topic to stay fluid.

On this page cameron explains the quote tagging process, it's the 8th post down the thread.  If you have further questions about quote tagging this page would be the place to ask them, myself or someone else will be happy to assist you.

http://montalk.net/forum/viewtopic.php?id=70

The post that was referenced was this--

I have been waiting patiently for somebody to comment on this particular post, but I never expected a response like AwakeKiwi's... vewee interesting. Seeing implants on another like this is of course what I want to converse about, but I do appreciate the well intended heads-up Awake.

It's very strange to see something like this on another, it was like looking into the eyes of a Star Trek character... or like being in a MIB movie, just little ole me rappin' with an undercover alien in a roadside coffee house... it's just not something one sees a whole lot of. 

How does this implant become apparent if it's not real? I know what I saw, but even more revealing SHE knew what I saw, and wasn't thrilled about that, HOW DOES THIS HAPPEN?

You see, it's the rare incidence like this that makes me want to stand on my head going coo-coo for cocoa puffs... not kwazy koo-koo, but rather alarming.  It's incidences like this that make me think the ideas of an alien agenda are actually manifest in our "reality", and are not a myth, not a psy-op experiment, not a falsehood, not a Jungian collective conscious psychosis. I'd rather believe it's any of these things besides what is to me obvious... implants are real, and they're not just microscopic tagging and monitoring chips.

Today's mighty oak is just yesterday's nut that held its ground.
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Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we're here we might as well dance.
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If you spin around on your chair really fast, things around here will make a lot more sense.

I've been experiencing left ear "muting" followed immediately by tones, just as described by at least one other person in this thread.  This has been happening occasionally for a few years, though twice the last two nights while reading this forum.  I've also once in awhile noticed street lights going on or off, never thought much of it until tonight when I read here that others have been experiencing this as well -- and this last occured to me YESTERDAY NIGHT.  Spooooky.  A friend of mine who was with me actually commented on it... I'll have to ask him about that to see if it was an isolated incident from his own point of view.

I'd be very curious to hear from Tom or anyone else if any solutions have been found to eliminating this type of monitoring as well as electromagnetic/RF harrassment and abductions.  I don't think I'm an abductee but I have had at least 3 or 4 instances of waking up paralyzed in the middle of the night, and with entities in the room for sure on at least one occasion. 

I too, like another poster mentioned, "asked the night sky" in the past to have contact -- twice as a matter of fact, I believe.  Be careful what you wish for!!!  I'm revoking that permission verbally out loud, in no uncertain terms, for what it's worth.  Though I am still rather concerned about the "white light" transport/monitoring windows that apparently can appear anywhere at any time.  I just want to be left alone and not have to worry about night terrors. 

Any suggestions?

manyeagles-- I stumbled upon a website about a year ago that was focused on removing implants from people and studying them. The website had just started up and they had already removed one (a very small metal cylinder) from a patient to study. The site was very professionally done and could've probably swayed the mind of a skeptic. I never thought to bookmark the site and I've been looking for it again ever since. It was something like implantproject.com or something. ARGh I just wish I could remember it.