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Originally posted by WhiteAlice
reply to post by IkNOwSTuff
You didn't hear it then. Some people can't for whatever reason but a whole lot can hear him. It is a music track. It's what is under the track that makes it abnormal. You might want to try listening to the original song (Tango in the Night by Fleetwood Mac) to comprehend the difference. The talking in the quiet portions is not a part of the original song. There are a total of two foreign auditory elements to the original track.
I was identified as gifted as a kid. Whether I've put those gifts to good use or not, I have no clue. Kind of a subjective determination on what is "good" there.
Edit: Actually, did it even play for you? The title was just what my computer auto-named it. I just tried listening to the first section and it wouldn't play for me (not supposed to listen to it myself). Let me know if the link is broken and I will upload it again.
edit on 11/3/13 by WhiteAlice because: afterthought
Originally posted by WhiteAlice
Once I lost the "rose colored glasses", I realized that my grandfather was quite probably a very charismatic psychopath. One of the other things that I did with her was made the observation of recollecting his extremity and the treatment of me like I wasn't a child but a soldier in a boot camp.
Originally posted by WhiteAlice
I think the reason why this scenario existed was because my grandfather's lifestyle, as a career military man, was very regimented itself as is necessary within the armed forces.
Originally posted by WhiteAlice
The source of the blockage--that trauma that created it--nothing. Just body memories of feeling strangled and a deep fear of flickering light.
Originally posted by WhiteAlice
My sibling, on the other hand, considers my void a blessing because she remembers. It always makes me wonder who the hell they are protecting because it certainly never seemed to be me.
Originally posted by chasingbrahman
reply to post by LadyGreenEyes
The inability to forgive the unforgiveable made me feel like even more of a failure for several years. Could you even imagine enduring such treatment, only to feel like you're failing yourself by not forgiving?
The road to hell is paved with good intentions.
Originally posted by WhiteAlice
reply to post by LadyGreenEyes
As far as removing the song goes, it's not so easily removed apparently. 6 people, so far, have attempted to do just that with no luck though it is available for download if any wish to try. I just urge caution and working on it in small doses because of what it seems to be if anybody chooses to try. One individual worked on it for several weeks and was very well versed with audio software. He initially made a mistake of listening too long and felt ill afterwards--so really don't advise long doses. He gave up and said that it was virtually a masterpiece and unbreakable.[/
The flashing light problem definitely isn't a candle. The flashback that I had was of a significantly dark place with a very bright white and large light pulsing at me. *snip* For a bit, I thought that perhaps I had been kidnapped and that was the source of my amnesia but my dad said nobody had ever kidnapped me. I do recall my parents acquiring a trained attack dog (doberman pinscher) to stick with me at all times when I was around 12. *snip* Flickering candles don't bother me. Flashlight to the face doesn't bother me. Strobes kill me mentally and emotionally.
The throat thing has also been a lifelong problem that actually became 1000x worse after I listened to the tape. Previously, I could not abide anything touching my neck as it caused my throat to flex and tighten. No turtlenecks, choker necklaces, and no touching my neck EVER. Lifelong rules. On the first night after we listened to the tape and tried isolating the voice, I laid down to go to sleep and had "Caroline" start looping in my head....*snip*
I tried asking my sister to tell me what happened to me once in my life after I had my eldest. I didn't like the fact that I was going to be raising a child and had no "root" or comprehension of what my own childhood had been like. Was full of fears about what kind of parent I would be so begging her would actually be more appropriate. I begged my sister to tell me what happened, tears and all. I don't think I've ever seen my sister so angry in my life. *snip*
After the war Cameron worked at the Albany State Medical School. Cameron developed the theory that mental patients could be cured by treatment that erased existing memories and by rebuilding the psyche completely. According to his research assistant, Dr. Peter Roper, "He (Cameron) had a technician called Leonard Rubenstein who modified cassettes so there was an endless tape, it could keep repeating itself for hours at a time. If Cameron could give a positive message, eventually a patient would respond to it." Cameron would play the tapes to his patients for up to 86 days, as they slipped in and out of insulin-induced comas.