The first day of work at my new job was nothing less stranger then this entire blog. I got an intuitive message that the agents would be putting agents “very close” to me. My job was to be a tutor to low income kids in Orange County. I arrived and walked to the classroom I was to be tutoring in. As I hit the corner 2 mid 20 somethings walk towards me. Lets call the lady agent Miss Black and the male agent Mr. White. 50ft and closing. i don’t make eye contact but make contact. They pass me and I know their will be more. This is completely normal to be in a situation that the FBI have rigged.
Their equipped with the standard issued mind control agent hardware; malice, dark energy, and an interface helmet that can monitor how the implant the Reptilians and Gov. put on me is doing. What I mean by doing is that when I H.C. my helmet implant it gets a lot lighter verses a lot tighter when the agents are around or if im around electrical equipment that has been tapered with. For the longest time I just thought that all these trained agents were super psychic and could feel what I felt by tapping into me somehow. That is not such the case. I got the confirmation from Seth and of course all my encounters but Seth said that they also have a type of helmet interface that does various things. I told him that they all feel the same. They almost all feel identical. That’s why I used to call them robots. Seth just said that they get most of their abilities from this interface helmet.
Hhmm their goes the title for my book. It was going to be called The Spirit vs. The Robots.
I get into class and the lady that hired me greets me with a smile and I know that she isn’t involved in this set up but I do know who is. Another female tutor was also a civilian. Their were 5 tutors in the classroom including me. 1 manager and 1 head tutor. Lets call the head tutor/agent Mr. Brown. The first day was mainly testing and the 2 other agents went outside to test the students. I kept the kids busy with activities and games. All the while Mr. Brown, Mr. White and Miss Black engage me psychically. They would take their turns. Thanks to the agents, I have learned how to be an extremely advanced multi-tasker. Before I was in the program I couldn’t multi-task for the life of me but now I feel like a golden octopus at times. Mr. White decides to try and get close to me while I’m sitting with the kids. He can feel the helmet getting loose so he has to try and make it tighter. I give him some loving kindness the best way I know how. I can hear him comment to me telepathically, “Your powerful. Who the hell are you?” he leaves and Miss Black tries a crack. She walks away with a wierd facial expression that leaves Mr. White a questioning facial expression.
These are just the agents that are in close proximity. I cant hear who is in charge of this Operation but I know from past experience that there are handlers in another location near by and their all telepathically connected to each other.
This goes on for about 2 and half more hours. I have vitamins in my backpack that the Feds. would love to get their hands on. So, I have to think about other things then just psi battles. I have to be very aware of my backpack and my vitamins. When the testing is over my manager will no longer be in the room. I will only have 1 other tutor in the room with me that is not in on the Operation. This could be easily turned against me. The Feds. could come up with some story like they usually do to get her on their side. So the possibility of me being in a totally out numbered situation is not a good thought to have. Im not that smart but im not stupid. They want me bad. you have no idea how bad they want me. Im only telling you things that im willing to share in the public domain. Though im completely calm, focused, centered and balanced when engaged in psi battles while at my house, to my jobs, at my jobs, on my way home from my jobs, playing basketball, etc. it gets really nasty sometimes.
The day comes to an end. I grab my things to leave. While walking past the kids I wave good bye and hit the agents just for kicks. One of the agents telepathically tells me I have a golden aura and then again asks me who I am. I laugh all the way to my car. I may have partial gold in my aura but it isn’t fully gold, yet. Don’t think it stops here. On my way home the agents are threatening me that they will set me up at work if I don’t tell them certain things about myself. O really I say. Whether or not they are going to set me up isn’t the point. It’s the fact that they are trying to instill some type of fear. I then heard a message that I was “too close”. At that moment I told the agent or agents who were driving near me that I was going to quite. They immediately said that they were kidding. I said, I was kidding or was i? The 45 minute drive back home was laced with more threats if I didn’t go to work the next day, haha.
I text my manger and made up some excuse to not work there anymore. So, I guess the 3 agents have to continue to work at that school. That a be good for the kids. I also hope that it took 3 more agents off the mind control path for at least 3 hours of the day.
They threaten me with all kinds of stuff to try and get information or control over me. One thing that I learned was that everything they use on me I can use as an asset. The other night I was driving through the canyon near my house. An agent surprised me, just kidding. They are always on me.
It went like this while driving(telepathically) The agents are R.V. or Picting while they ask the questions to see what images i bring up and if their real images or fake.
Agent- take me back to the time you first had sex with (x)….
Me- go F yourself…..
Agent- take me back to the time you first met (y)….
Me- take me back to the time when you weren’t such a coward…
Agent- your gonna pay for that…
Me- laughing- (they can actually hear me laugh).
Agent- when did you first get (z)….what’s his name or her name? if they exist at all…
Me- they exist….
Agent- who did you get (z) from?.....
Me- your mother….
Agent- you can’t take me back because you don’t want to or you can’t?
Hmmm when the agent said “can’t” I actually felt that word and the energy that is this word. It was a very profound moment. So I used this as an asset. It became very quite. I think he knew I discovered something…..a couple of minutes later he asked me more questions…..but first he tried to get me to follow his mind by using this technique..
Agent- your so powerful. Your…(I tune out blah blah blah)
They try and blow smoke up my ass so I can follow their mind and then they can have some type of continuity. If I follow their mind then they can try and get some type of truthful answer which is impossible because….. I can’t.
Agent- take me back to the time you first met (x)…..
Me- I can’t….
Agent- you can’t or don’t want to?
Me- like you said, “I can’t”
Agent- You cant because they don’t exist…(pause)…..or do they?
Me- I can’t talk to you…..
(note: the last statement the agent made only gives 2 options. I very clear yes or no-black or white answer is what they are looking for. Sometimes when they do this I will ask for a third option, :).
Later, I got home and my neighbors said that they killed the agent who messed up. They usually say things like this. When some agents I met in Mt. Shasta had a conscience and told me that I would probably be able to get out of this program my neighbors said the same thing.
When I was in Sedona with my first face to face with Seth they said the same things and more. It was after the night I journeyed in the hotel room with agents R.V.-ing and surrounding me. The morning after was also intense. I had to engage about 15-20 agents/black magicians on the main boulevard in Sedona. This is when I could hear all the agents telepathically communicating with each other. They all had distinct voices and one guy was running the Operation.
They were questioning how I could do what I was doing. They had all these theories about what and who I was and how I was able to disconnect them from their program. When they linked up again with the entire unit. They would let everyone know by saying that their, “back in” or “online” you get the point.
At one point I picked up my phone and held it to my hear as to pretend to talk to someone. The handler was pissed and gave the order to “get me off the phone.” Then all of the sudden while about 6am in the morning all these people decided to walk the boulevard with me. They were across the street and even on the same side of the street as me. They went back and forth as I went back and forth. I remained quite to not give them the hint that I was as they call it, “working them.” One of the male agents hit it right on the head but wasn’t exactly sure. He said that I was listening in on them and that “he was working us the entire time.”
Another interesting thing is that 4 or 5 female agents when walking by me would ask to be hit with the H.C. they would say, “do that thing you do to us girls”. It took me a couple of minutes to figure out what they were talking about. I did the same thing to the male agents but for some reason the female agents reacted differently to the H.C. This technique actually did multiple things. One of which actually gave the female agents some sort of sexual pleasure. I heard 2 female agents say it felt like an O. I stop using that technique immediately and used H.C. differently.
I learned so much with this situation on the boulevard. I learned how they try to hit me with their malice. I learned that some of the agents could actually see my energy or see the H.C leaving my being. I know this because as I was walking on the boulevard a car slowed down as it was coming towards me. I sent some love their way and to my amazement the driver swerved to try and dodge the H.C.
Another tactic they like to say to me is, “you made a mistake.” Then they sit back and wait for me to think or see something in my mind that will incriminate myself. That changed to,“you made a huge mistake” to “you just made the biggest mistake ever” to “you just made a fatal mistake” to “we know the truth now”. Its all the same thing. They want me to question myself and then deduce whether I was lying or telling the truth or lying or telling the truth.
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