posted on Jun, 11 2009 @ 01:38 AM
Here is the weird part....during my incarceration I was tested for telepathy...I remember all of the prompts etc..again would take a book My parents
and aunt and uncle were there to
transport me to the nearest psyche hospital. I still was afraid of getting a bullet in the brain on the way into the hospital...Once they released me
to the "directors" office I had a visit by 3
men in suits. The one in charge said that I did well! and now we can go. I questioned him...bear in mind that I"m still mind fkd... He said that
he thought he had a howitzer and it turns
into a firecracker.... Now 30 years later I read about CIA experiments and wonder... I'm glad that my fear kept me in check. I had been so awfully
abused in the time in jail that the jail
nurse cried when looking at me. I never became violent!!!
At times I still think that I"m watched, but I figured out 20 years ago that these psychic power things only happen when I'm in good shape...Now I
smoke cigarettes and drink on my
Seeing the way things have turned out I may get in shape again.
BTW I was 8 yrs USMC...during boot camp I ..at 140 then... took the company at pugel sticks ..dancing on the log like a gymnast!
Has anyone else had an experience like this...as far as the cops? Or even the psy control?
Could this have been a military project?
My grandpa was 30 yr Marine part of occupied Japan, My dad was Marine in Korea 4 years.
Did the Cia slip some # into the mix?
one last thing, right before I went inot the USMC I was working at a pizza hut as a manager. A customer parked in the fire zone while I was smoking a
cig. I asked him to park elswhere , he flipped me off and went inside. I went in the back and told the cashier not to serve him, the asst. mgr saw
evrything to this point and after, Customer of course was way pissed off and started shouting...I said we can talk about it outside...When outside
and 3 ft from me he pulled a switchblade and tried to stab me. .. I counter'ed his stab and took his arm behind his neck in a way that put the point
of the blade at the junction of his neck and his spine with his head at my knee level.. I gave him a choice. release the blade or I knee him in the
face. Blade dropped. I released him ...only to have him later try and sue me and the pizza hut corp.. I had kept the knife and gave it to the attorney
and of couse had a shaken up asst. mgr wittness...4 x bigger than me.. that swore never to mess with me...hehe lol ..he was a nice guy.
Things seemed to go in ultra slow motion....any fighting situation..., but I get to move real speed. I cought his hand coming from behind his back
...as he swung it overhead, yea amateur, ...before it was in line with his back from 3 feet away. He charged...so did I. I won. He should have died, I
dont kill unnecessarily. Hopefully never.
I sorely hope that some have similar experiences. I don't want to go to the grave not knowing.
Any theory is welcome.. I'll know the truth when it is shown.