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Something strange happened to me this weekend. I was doing a search for images on google and needed to host an image on imageshack. When I pasted the file name and pressed "enter," the screen went white, which its never done before, and I heard a British woman's voice coming from my speakers!!!

She was listing numbers! Underneath her voice was a weird electronically warped lower male voice that was reading from the news...I think...it was talking about weather, hurricanes, tonardoes and other weather related anomolies.

I was so scared I shut down my computer, but now I wonder what it was! Something hacked into my computer or I hacked into something else, accidentally! My first thoughts were, I better not listen to this in case it contains a trigger code, because too many times I've found my eyes locked to the screen unable to look away when ads come on or the computer is shutting down....Anyway, it really freaked me out.

Or because in 1991, when I exited the military at the Presidio, this was my first feeling of being followed?  I did declare conscientious objector status during the Gulf War due to spiritual reasons and concerns (no killing of a human being) and nonetheless was discharged honorably.

Its gotten to the point that I dont really mind the constant following and commenting upon my thoughts and actions anymore, like what Cristopher in the t.v. series The Soprano's says- about the agent in the car outside the diner, "they pop in and out, its fun".

I have had so many bizarre occurances and synchronicities/coincidences in my life that maybe I am some sort of test subject or player?

It goes on and on.

Ah , dear one, I met a few young guys that 'been in Aghanistan, Iraq, etc.  Your Back Now.  Let it go, yet welcome them'all back!  Don't be scared no more.  Also, try to get massage/acupressure therapy.  i met a young Canadian guy, about 21 now.  not good, doing crystal meth...not good...take care of ALL of yourself.

My God I've had quite a time in Albany on two occasions! I have to travel there for work sometimes. Had an awful night of nightmares in the Crown Plaza hotel, and  woke to hear my colleague on new years night chattering in some weird language it wasn't human...

I've never told anyone about this....

The "egg" building downtown scares me I do NOT like that building.

Its called the egg- looks like a damn UFO to me

*oh and MonAmie-Zylo, I'm not making this up

Shoogie, and keentraveler,

I will comment .  I wrote a thread, In walk the talk, where I felt , about the history of humanity and how we
fell 'in' consciousness'.  The reason I wrote was that Miles wrote an essay (a sad story with comical humour to get our attention and it got deleted.
""""keentraveler said:  Maybe they have to monitor people like me who predict some things?""""""

I feel that we are all capable of such.  I also re-read what you wrote about your passport
and the comments that the Canadian Border Folks made....'psychic vet' and your schizophrenia.

I have a friend who is too.  In fact my Dad has manic depression and takes medication.  He 's 78 or so now, but in
the hospital getting blood tranfusion due to the lithium he took through out the years and with time it, F***** his kidneys.  Mind you
though, he didn't drink lots of water but certainly lots of Pepsi throughout  the years.

The reason I tell you  this is that Any one with any type of physical discomfort that needs medication, I STRONGLY
recommend to also get Acupressure.  And strongly urge you to learn about anatomy/physiology/bio-chemicals in the body.
and Chinese Medicine.  Rather than watching TV, etc...
As you wrote:""""""""""""""""""
I am 38yrs old and have always liked certain t.v. shows and movies... they pass the time and you can zone out from boredom and escape mentally, besides they are fun, I do not watch hardly any of the popular t.v. programs today"""""""""

Yep, Yep, Yep,....we are all the time being watched, and gossiped about etc...
I do understand how some humans feel being watched, etc.  This is been going on for so, so , so , long,
that after awhile, you come to realize the Importance of your LIfe.  In other words, we move on, and
we do begin to lose interest in the Secret Government, etc.  We are not a threat per se, but some folks, who
are so mentally controlled, be it by the up-bringing, the bibles, the korans, the atheist, the communists, and
everything else imaginable that humanity as whole has created....

Yes, I 'm aware too about the grays, repts, and the fear that the Mass Media  creates regarding of all this.
It can become so very 'paralyzing' to one's purpose on Earth , Terra, PachaMama...

  T.V. is one of them, and one-way reporting journalism, etc.
I do not watch T.V. for over 10-and more years.  If I go to someone's house, sure, i'll watch a show, hopefully
they like the Geography Network.... etc.

Also, I listen to CBC Radio ( in the wee hours of the morning, they also broadcast from other countries)
and the College Radio Station.  Some Real Reporting, and cool stuff that others folks do
while being here on Earth.

T.V. and other media are paid by those advertizement that really doesn't allow a 'mass awakening' to the pain that
Humanity is in.  It's easy to cover -up the physical pain (cells record all emotions that you have ever felt...

so keentraveler, I'm glad you're back and hopefully you can find a job/ a passion that you
would like to do...we are so multi-talented that it's worth the time to keep on learning, and seeking it out.

Shoogie,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,I've travelled across the United States...The cities are basically gray and concrete

and boring architecture....  You mentioned Nightmares,:  it's why I don't even watch TV...when I was a kid,
the nighlty nightmares.I do truly believe that the Non-Physical Forces a re capable of
controlling us.  WHAT   I  LEARNT is mentally to caste them out...

Anyhow, I was just asked to sigh-off here....I use the free internet at the employment centre, and they
ha, ha, just realized I ain't doing any Job search....

(I don't have the internet at home, no T.V. no cable, no phone)....So keep on truckin'....
Martial Arts, that would be something else to do....

Got's to run, and use the washroom, and be on my way, in Beautiful Sooke, BC...Beautiful here, great nature
and Real Cougars, that i don't want to pet....

Some might say I'm jumping on the bandwagon here but I was given courage to tell the story because of keentraveler's words and because it is true.

On June 22 I was running late for work because I was making a big post on stumbleupon and had not finished in time. It was hard to peel away from the PC because I was watching the number of people who were visiting the page... in about 20 minutes there had been 100 hits. It was like this secret thrill inside my chest. I could feel a hundred set of eyes reading the material. It was a cool feeling knowing that you can reach such a wide audience in such a short time! And what was it that I was posting on? A Hollywood movie that I submitted to  my version of psychoanalysis; Zooloander. It was great to see that 100 new people would get to have a look and possibly give me feedback or even a lead. Time was ticking.  I grabbed keys and my cell phone. It is important to note here that my cell phone is new. It was given to me on my birthday back in May. I activated it, charged it up and left it at home for nearly the whole month of June. I do not like cell phones and I know how miserable all your lives would be without yours, but I don't care for them. I learned when pagers came along that they were tracking devices more than anything else. A cell phone is ten times as bad because they store your voice patterns and can replicate your voice to anyone to say anything. They can create a conversation that you never had.
(same thing with X-box Live except with X-Box they can get statistics off of your reaction times, your I.Q. and more)  but yet again I digress. I was late so I hopped into the car and sped off to work.

After a 30 minute drive I gave the guards my I.D. to swipe then I preceded to my place of work, parked the car and as I was unlocking the front door I could hear the phone ringing. I picked it it up and said something to the effect of
"********* ******* Center, this is Bhang how can I help you?"
There was no response but there was some type of static sound, I was waiting for the click of the hang up. After a few seconds no click and then the static cleared. I could here the typing of keys, like someone at a computer. I repeated
"********* ******* Center, this is Bhang how can I help you?"
I could still here the typing but then could hear two older men speaking in the background. I tried to stay as quite as possible listening for clues. The two men talking were in the distance and I could not make out even a word of what they said. As I listened the typing abruptly stopped then a third voice closer to the phone started to whistle. I knew this person whistling was listening to me listen to him... then the background noise started. It was repetitive and at first I thought it was a tv in the background but after I figured out what the sound was I listened especially close. I TUNED IN to the noise. It was the sound of marching boots, in rhythm. The man continued to whistle (I could tell it was a mans whistle) then the typing began again. I excluded the notion that it was a tv. If it was a tv then there would have been some narration but I listened to the boots for over a full minute the whole time the man whistled and I mean I listened hard . I could hear the occasional boot fall just a moment before all the other boots would come stomping  down, no narration no sound looping just the continuious drum of boots on concrete, marching into the future. An army marching somewhere with three men at a desk or office perhaps, calling me... I "tuned in" to the best of my ability and that is when I got blasted by the most alien and foreign sound to ever penetrate my ear. It was like static but had this super high pitched wave coursing through it, with a mid-range, monotone lull seeping through. ARGH! They were trying to brain wash me on the phone! I finally spoke and said "These tactics do not intimidate me" and I slammed the phone down.

I must say I am intimidated and have not seriously written anything for over a year now... they got to me or I'm under heavy mind control. I burn with fire against these people and could write multiple books against them but all I seem to do is post articles written by someone else... when will I stop cowering under these manipulators and finally take back what is mine and help others do the same? Just how far can a person go posting on forums anyway? After a week or two they get pushed back and forgotten about and are never heard from again. Even if a thread is dug up from some distant past it doesn't change the world dose it? MAybe all of us here who think we are exposing the manipulators are actually providing a service to them by clogging up the pipes of truth with our opinions and thoughts instead of REAL ACTIONS in the REAL WORLD. If you people reading this are anything like me then we all spend WAY TOO MUCH TIME ON THE INTERNET. I work in close association with middle schools and high schools and can tell you that these computers are stealing the life away from these kids. I remember 3 months off from school and I was gone! I was in the woods or at the river, or over at the park getting stoned and playing frisbee golf with hot chicks in bikini tops. Soaking up the rays of the sun and feeling the breeze on our backs. The millions of colors dancing off the tress and the clouds morphing overhead... it seems now these kids never want to leave their rooms and if they do they are plugged into some device such as a laptop, or PSP or some new I-POD shit... they stay inside and miss out on what it is to experience the outside world.
Soon these kids will be so distracted that when asked what will they are willing to stand up and fight for the only answer they will come up with is "Less lag time". Things like sovereignty, liberty, independence and freedom will be words only recognized because someone made a game about waring with others for that very same sovereignty, liberty, independence and freedom...

And people think I'm nuts...

I'm really sorry to hear about that, Bhang.  Your posts were always so analytical and insightful.  A lot of your "fans" have wondered what happened.

BHANG!

Wow........I don't even know where to begin................In my book I talk about a near-same experience, the "marching boots" on the phone thing.  It's happened to me twice.

I also talk about being blasted with this loud, totally crazy noise thing, like what you describe.

This hasn't happened recently - the marching boots was back in late 2001 to early 2002, the blast of noise was back in '98.   But to see you talking about the same thing.....wow!!!!

I'll just cut and paste from my book to save having to re-type it all over again.  I've highlighted the stuff that's relevant to what you posted, as well as including the other examples just in case you're curious to read:

I don't mention this to get you or anybody worked up - I mean, the fact is, this stuff doesn't happen to me anymore because I no longer care.  They do this sort of nonsense when they know you'll get all worked up by it, going in circles, actually caring about "Who's behind it!  What does it mean!!! What are they doing!!!"  I just got to a point where it was like, "I don't have time for this crap."  Even with the entities coming around.  Same deal.  Got to a point where I was waving them off and rolling over and going back to sleep, completely bored and blase about it all.  yawn.  When you stop caring, and they'll stop harassing.

Amen to that.  I haven't owned a cell phone since I moved to Florida in 2002.  I can't stand the whole technology culture of our society, every other person out there with a fricking cell phone in their ear, or ear plugs in their ear so they look like they're talking to themselves, this need to constantly be yammering away to somebody at all times about pointless mundane nothing, even while being rung up by cashiers at the store or while sitting at a restaurant eating a meal.  God forbid we have some silence and actually face ourselves and go within.  Oh no.  Can't have that.  NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!  TALK! TALK! TALK!  DISTRACT! DISTRACT! DISTRACT!   I absolutely hate it, and seeing people with cell phones in their ears makes me angry at this point.  I want to grab the phones right out of their ears and throw them under the nearest moving car or stomp on them.