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March 29, 2014
Late and Lazy

It was too late to get anyone else to write this post by time I decided that I had nothing to say this week. I apologize. There's been a lot of regular everyday work, but for my own security I don't talk about regular work. I'm going to pack it in and get to bed early. Stay safe and I'll try to make it up to everyone next week.

Tags: sleep.

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March 22, 2014
Waiting For Whiffs

The hunt is on for Domine. We have someone lined up to assist the team once we catch up with Domine. I may have made it sound like one of us on the team had the gift that could deal with this entity, but we don't. I have had a thought though about how Myron and I could team up to have an effect on Domine.

I guess I can refer to Domine as a he despite Domine not being any kind of living being. This is based on all of the people running the two person operations being male and the secondary victims taking on the worst of the danger being female. Nothing is for certain though. I just really want to use a pronoun rather than repeat the name over and over again. "It" seems insulting as a pronoun in this case. I don't want to be a jerk about it though. Funny, worrying about the possibly non-existent feelings of a bundle of homicidal energy.

I find it a little worrying that we've heard so little about Domine lately. There has been nothing I am aware of since the Socialmabob events of November 23, 2013. Also since none of what he is doing makes much sense I have concerns. What don't we know? What plans are these victims carrying out for him?

There is a sort of radar level for gifted prognosticators to get a whiff of events. Narrowing down where something will happen takes a varied amount of time. Narrowing down the people involved takes the longest part of the process since the perpetrator tends to be drowned out by the victims. Those are the kinds of things involved in getting information to teams like mine. Domine may fly under this radar for a long time.

Tags: clairvoyance, Domine, entities, Myron Nath, Socialmabob, victim.

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March 15, 2014
The Finger is Mightier

I had a run in with Tommy Dearing of the O.S.I.R. I think I made a bit more of an impression than usual. It had to happen again sooner or later that our paths would cross. Just because he's not using massive resources to find me and bring me in doesn't mean he won't try when we show up to the same place. It doesn't matter what I was doing, just that Tommy and his team were there.

They thought that they had me cornered in a store. I'd apologize to the store owners if not for the safety issues. I pulled down a set of shelves in one aisle showering the agent hot on me with containers of cleaner. In another aisle I carefully clubbed another man with a spray can of something or other. Then I turned to find a big towering wall of muscle right immediately behind me. He had no idea what happened when I pulled his feet out from under him. I was amused by the whole thing despite the hammering of my heart and I stopped his head from slamming on the floor. I figured a bruised tailbone is enough.

It was outside that I saw Tommy. He came around the corner, gun drawn. He yelled for me to stop. I raised my left hand and waved my extended index finger back and forth through the air. Tommy made to fire when with my right hand down I made a gesture with my index finger. At the same time Tommy pulled his index finger out of his gun's trigger guard. The look on his face was priceless. I kept my finger extended and so did he. It's the polite way to have a conversation. Not that I had much to say.

He tried his usual talking points about how I was doing nothing but hurting people, both close to me and strangers. He's very passionate about how I'm undermining the world by breathing. If only he could see what he looks like spouting his brainwashed hatred. All righteous and puffed up with false nobility. You expect to see such simplistic spin doctoring only in movies aimed at younger audiences. It's really kind of pathetic. I might almost laugh if their intentions weren't so evil.

I dumped him in a big garbage bin and ran off. I could have added that that was how you take out the trash, but I didn't. It only came to me after I was long gone. Oh, and in case you were wondering I can only control someone else's finger so far. Maybe one day I'll work my way up to a hand. I also have to make the move myself. I'll take it.

Tags: brainwashing, evil, hate, manners, propaganda, psychokinesis, sympathy (psychic), Tommy Dearing, OSIR.

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March 8, 2014
Attack Flanks, Social and In Your Face

It's been almost two years since the O.S.I.R. went after my friends, and ruined the last of my old life. That was after I infuriated Mr. Peterson. I could not fully imagine then that the attacks were standard operating procedure. I can now. Different state, different agent in charge, same series of moves. They went after everyone connected to the mind reading prank caller, and his mother that I slipped out of their surveillance. They go to friends and family, at their places of work if they can, and they smear, and they try to spread the dirt. There is nothing that the people you care about can do that will help; short of knowing where you are hiding and telling. That's why like with me I told the prankster and his mother to tell no one anything, and if they could, to forgive the people who turn on them. It's just too vicious and highly planned on the O.S.I.R.'s part to blame anyone else.

While I'm outlining the dirty underhanded tactics of our least favorite murderous government agents, there is something I must add. For once it's a non-lethal solution, but it's also applied to prime people only. I also have to cover myself and say that I do not know if extraterrestrials or spacecraft in our skies are real or not. I guess that saying that out of hundreds of stories one or two stories could be real sounds likely. However, the O.S.I.R. does use UFO stories and tales of abductions and other weirdness to implicate people they want to silence in questionable beliefs and conspiracy theories. You speak up against the O.S.I.R. or otherwise get on their radar, then posts start appearing online that sound like they came from you, and they talk about UFOs and totally unbelievable stories, full of inaccuracies and conflicting details. They show up different places where your friends can see them, as well as reporters who hop on the story, usually to discredit you.

You might wonder why your friends would believe them. Let's say it's on Socialmabob. Friends will see these posts just all of a sudden, and most of them will be hours or days old. If anyone ask why this is they're told that the algorithm does it. The algorithm is a program that brings people what of yours they want to read. It decides Joe wants cat pictures, Jane wants items about how your day went, and Sally wants weird stories. Something went wrong in the algorithm, people will say, and Joe and Jane see the stories that only Sally used to see. Get it? Damned nefarious. Just about everywhere you get a lot of information from different people an algorithm is used to sort it out for you.

It gets worse when they plant people in your stream who, live and in chat, will back up the fake stories and how you told them directly, even in person perhaps. Fake friends of your friends will then get your real friends to question why you're lying about posting the strange tales. Others will say that they believe the stories. Others yet will urge your friends to get you help. Your denials only make you looked ashamed, crazy, or both.

It's worse if you have children. They fan the flames or get used by the O.S.I.R. to fan the flames. Then Child Protective Services starts investigation just how safe your children are to be with you. You can see how they can ruin you, even if they don't want you dead.

Tags: agents, algorithm, blame, business, O.S.I.R., pranks, prime people, Socialmabob, social network, suspicion, UFO.

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March 1, 2014
Mission Free Mommy

On Monday this past week we liberated the mother of the prank caller I told you about last time I posted. We got her right out from under the noses of the O.S.I.R. agents watching her day and night. They tailed her all around. We picked a time and made our move. She had no idea when we were coming, just that we were, and what we wanted. We had a password phrase and everything.

I met her at the supermarket. I was wearing a disguise so that Jack could focus on other things. I asked her if she knew what day of the month it was. She said the date and that I should use the Klein app. I thanked her and bit my thumb as she turned to walk away. A bit later she went to the public restroom in the back of the supermarket. She stayed in the restroom and an illusion of her went back out, and with my help resumed shopping.

Let me tell you, it is no small feat to push a cart around mentally putting items in it and steering clear of other people so they don't break the illusion. The hardest part though was keeping real money inside the shape of the fake purse, getting it out and taking back the change.

While Jack and I were doing that, Jenny and the real mother slipped out of the back of the supermarket.Then it was our turn to leave. The illusory mother went out, groceries in hand, and hailed a cab--she arrived by public bus. I feel a little bit bad about stiffing the cabbie, but he did get the groceries when Jack's illusion winked out of existence somewhere far down the road. Then there's the matter that the cabbie would have to keep quiet about a disappearing fare for fear of sounding crazy. Or maybe he claimed she ran away at a stoplight. As much as we should have followed up directly with the man we let it go to see what would happen. Melvin watched for reports about it, including listening in on radio calls to and from the cab dispatch office. Nothing has come of it yet.

Tags: illusion, Jack Tourmaline, Jenny Brumal, Melvin Klein, O.S.I.R., pranks, psychokinesis.

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