Wednesday, May 30, 2018

Military Projects

So some of my entries and contacts are merging and I am thinking about The Air Force Base- Fairbanks (AFF), outside Fairbanks, AK.  Jeff, when he was a small child, was getting into computer imagery.  He hated kids his own age, and teachers, in all forms.  He would just walk away from the school, and find himself at home reading a magazine.  Today, Jeff, it will make sense. Jeff was very tall for his age, and had an amazing jumping ability, thus jumping these fences, even electric, was easy until he had acquired a key.  Jeff would sneak onto that base and just watch the instruments.  The military watched this kid with amazing abilities from behind the scenes, while he watched them.  He, intuitively, knew that if he was allowed to go there without a key more than once, the coronals in vicinity wanted him there.  He quickly learned that there was no Tower with humans guiding take offs and landings.  He then watched their routes and realized that they originated in Russia, Siberia to be exact.  He then routed them to Colorado Springs, to The Air Force Academy, with a name like COUGAR to land.  They had perfect Midwestern accents due to their practice of Edinburgh Witchcraft.  The Air Force Academy then routed them all throughout The United States.  When Jeff was 7, I was 18, and I was a Como High School (really university school) Cougar.  The Air force gave them other names, because there were too many Cougar call signs, but did not really think about their origin similarities.  Jeff was watching me the whole time.  He had massive tunnel through abilities and could remote view in a pinch.  He was like a shiny new toy for The Military and our families, and we both just walked away.  He then got into his alchemy self when he met Dr. Gary Larson (the cartoonist of Far Side) who was a FUNGI specialist at University of AK, Fairbanks.  He was brought to his high school, especially to work with Jeff's rapidly evolving brain and social isolation.  Once Jeff learned that he could manipulate communities through drugs, he clicked with the high and holy WESTSIDE click.  His thought was that no one should take any drugs that did not come from the ground.  He had been dosed with LSD when he was a small child, and it did a number on his digestive system.  Jeff named them WESTSIDE (again, a manipulation because they thought that they were working with the military through gang code signs in L.A., Compton to be exact) and then learned to use gel caps to give them mixes, unknowingly, and maximum doses.  He was using all of these resources to create an economic terrorism in Western Europe after they turned on me.  He knew that there would be a point where I would become so powerful, that the military, especially The Navy, could no longer control me, my abilities, and authorities.  He definitely wanted to be seen as a strength, not a global error, by me, and me only.  HE has the key.  It is now social services and air force academy.  The fusion in Jeff's brain is so complete, that the magazines he was reading, but more studying, when he would find himself alone, were pornographic.  He knew that that was part of an entity that could be used in the military, if necessary.  If used correctly, it could shame, blame, or even strengthen a force.  His "residency" around military sexualization of creatures in human bodies, was completed in 6 months, hands on, in his apartment, with me as his attending and PhD, simultaneously.  I produced a respectful system and his father even honored our privacy. Some will label Jack abusive, but HE organized this sexual organization for his strongest child when he was in Levinworth, working for The FBI, directly.  He knew the military would want his child, and his answer was NO.  He chose a long range plan as well.  Jeff, like me, you are a project of progeny.  It is a miscegenation of races, royalty, and open prostitution.  Jeff did have me try mushrooms when I went to visit him before I eventually went to live there.  I proved to myself that I have the strongest mind and memory of anyone I had ever met.  I do not take drugs, and I will never take shrooms or a hallucinogen again.  Thank you Jeff, for protecting me.  Monsters are around you, and you can laugh after all you have seen next to me.

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