posted on Jan, 17 2016 @ 10:39 AM
Malaysian Airlines just disappeared, I was participating in the discussion with a different account (Ninipe, I lost the password for that and the
email address i was using at that time). When something hit me and i went to another thread, asking for the „Verfassungsschutz“ and got an
answer(!). I felt like China was behind it and wanted to make sure someon else would get that too. My theory was that China had hijacked it and
planned to use North Korea to launch an attack on GB.
After that my life changed, I felt like I was not „alone“ anymore. One morning I woke up with marks on my wrists and a round wound beneath the
armpit on my left arm.
My ex-husband, who worked for Texas Instruments at that time, started acting weird, throwing tobacco on my table and said „My boss gave me that for
you, from now on there is going to be only American Spirit.“
I saw a statue of a woman in the skies clear as marble.
My husband and I were already seperated at that time and barely talked.
But he made me watch „The Wolf of Wall Street“. If you have seen it, you'll know it has this weird and out of place Urkel in a balloon scene in
it „One is up two is down“ From there on I developed weird ticks, giving myself kisses during meditation and always as answer to my thoughts, two
is no, one is yes.
One day soon after, I was alone at home no neighbours, just me the dogs, cats and horses I was laying on the terrace in the sun with my eyes closed
and suddenly felt unable to move. I heard someone taking my horse out of the stable and the sound of a weapon being drawn. I was in panic, unable to
even open my eyes, I swore to give up everything that even if someone would kill my horse it wouldn't change anything.
I was furious thinking things like „It is for you to serve and protect and not for them to cater at your every wish.“ I was addressing all
politicians in the world, every world leader and big head. This went on till I heard my horse being put back, I jumped up as soon as possible and
exactly in that moment the phone rang. „Die Bank.“, which means, you probably guessed that „the bank“ and silence.
I ran out to the stables and looked if everything was okay and found at the doors a blue ribbon, instead of the lock holding them. I took it and put
it in my pocket, closed the door and went back to the house as a very old man comes towards me, collecting for UNICEF. I go inside the house and got
my last 20€ i still had and gave it to him, signed the paper for the donation, which seemed odd enough, never before had to do that when donating
Later that day my ex came home with a bottle of olive oil and hands me my 20€.
There were other creepy incidents, my neighbours came back early from their holidays, right on time when there were shots fired in the woods behind
the house and he (Ex-Bundeswehr) was lurking beside the bathroom window telling me „Stay inside it is soon over.“
A while after this, my mother started acting hostile against me, telling me how she was abducted from aliens before she got pregnant with me and how
she felt like I am not me anymore. Just recently my father confirmed that he indeed is not my biological father and nobody knows who it is.
With some distance now, I call it my schizophrenic episode, but sometimes I still wonder what if... Especially when I take a look at the blue ribbon
and the scar under my arm.