I am happy to say that, after roughly nine (9) years, this website enjoys more than three million (3,000,000) hits, on almost one thousand (1,000) articles, with heavy deep-state traffic from places like Iran, Greenland, and Antarctica—while my four (4) books have more than three hundred thousand (300,000) downloads.
Below you can download my fourth book, which begins with a discussion of the creation and the placement of material on the internet, the movies, and the television, by the deep state, in their pathetic attempts to exercise mind control over little old me—while you are authorized to distribute, for free, all volumes of the Mk-Ultra Series.
While I hope you will read all my books, my third book begins with a discussion of the more than twenty (20) women who were placed, just for me, into Playboy Magazine—something I know, in part, because I ran into the spymaster, Robert Maxwell, in the Savoy Hotel, shortly before his assassination, and immediately before his name appeared on the cover, and his interview appeared in the pages, of Playboy.
Similar to the two Playmates who had exactly my birthday within a three-year period at odds of more than two thousand to one (2,000:1), that kind of coincidence always indicates enemy action, so people are moved from place to place—just as with the strange coincidence described in my second book, where I ran into a classmate six thousand (6,000) miles away from our college, only to learn, many years later, that her grandfather, Heinz von Foerster, was a famous mind-control cyberneticist who worked for the Nazis, the Pentagon, and the Central Intelligence Agency (CIA).
Meanwhile, my first book tells how the bad guys spotted me as a genius more than fifty (50) years ago, and it ends with a description of the placement of a particular woman in Playboy, just for me, so the enemy, using image-to-skull (I2K) transmission, sent her picture into my mind, while her lookalike visited my house to pose as the wife an impostor who pretended to have been a colonel in the Rhodesian Bush War.
Then, I sat at the table in our dining room for lunch, next to the lookalike, who drugged the iced tea pitcher from which everyone drank, as the perverts tried to use her for my psychological and sexual manipulation—so, unbeknownst to any of my family, these scum not only drugged and assaulted us, as part of a larger mind-control program (MK-ULTRA), but they trafficked the children we thought were theirs, when they visited America.
The female degenerate looked exactly like the woman in a centerfold I never bought, and only discovered many years later, when I recovered the memory of being drugged and assaulted, and they asked me in more than one forgotten mind-control session about this incident, where I thought, incorrectly, that I was simply imagining her naked (and I immediately stopped myself from indulging an inadvertent and improper fantasy).
And the centerfold, Playmate Rebekka Armstrong, herself believes in psychic powers, allegedly running in her family, as she came from China Lake, or Inyokern, where the United States Navy owns an enormous mind control facility, as attested by Cisco Wheeler, whose grandfather’s brother, General Earle “Bus” Wheeler, served as head of Joint Chiefs of Staff.
And, incidentally, that location is where Jim Morrison thought he became possessed by an American Indian, while his father was a senior admiral in the United States Navy, and I listened constantly to his music, which led me to drugs, not the year before I met the fake colonel and his wife, with the projection by image to skull (I2K), but the earlier year, before and during the time I studied, for the summer, at Phillips Academy (Andover).
My writing is like journaling, or detective work, so I look not only outside myself but also to my own experience to spot enemy action through coincidence and otherwise.
So, I’m always seeing new things, as today I was involved in one of my occasional, clean, and perfectly normal sexual fantasies about Playboy, when I noticed the following photograph of Playmate Cherie Witter.
Photographs of this beautiful lady appeared in Playboy one year before the incident with Playmate Rebekka Armstrong, and right when I studied for the summer at Phillips Academy, Andover, while, at the end of the six-week term, I went on a bus trip with friends, to Quincy Market, where I bought exactly one item and absolutely nothing else.
It was the postcard above, which closely resembles the pictures above and below of Playmate Cherie Witter, who appeared, exactly at the same time, in Playboy Magazine.
Then, at exactly the same time, while our television had only seven (7) channels, The Jayne Mansfield Story appeared, just for little old me, as a rerun on Columbia Broadcasting System (CBS), which was sometimes refered to as the Eye Network.
None of these things were a coincidence, while the enemy seems to have purposely transmitted a photograph of a Playboy Playmate into my fifteen-year-old mind, which was taken very shortly before, to resemble Jayne Mansfield, so they could use mind control, through image-to-skull (I2K) projection, to lead me to take a bus trip, for the day, so I could buy exactly one, and only one, item at Quincy Market.
They were trying this stuff out on me, way back when, and they were going to very elaborate and expensive lengths, while, in the end, absolutely none of it would work—so their great big victory was to get a healthy teenager to lust over a busty blonde as he bought a postcard.
I win, as the idiotic victims destroy themselves, hurting and blaming each other, blowing their cover, and facing exposure on this platform, while the perverts spend trillions to lose.
It’s just so very them.
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