My crazy life story

My life hasn't been crazy because of anything that I did, but because of things that happened to me and my family. I can't believe that it was all just a coincidence anymore because there are too many of them. I heard Journalist Liz Crokin say that she had "plants" in her life, i.e., fake friends whose intentions were to try to destroy her, and I started to wonder if that may have been the case in my life, and I think it was. I also heard Taryn Manning say that Hollywood would send people to "follow" certain people using fake friends in this video about drinking the "gold juice," which is essentially selling your soul to the devil for fame and fortune. The idea of this goes back to Samson and Delilah. Delilah pretended to be in love with Samson so she could take away his power. She cut his hair in an attempt to do this, but it didn't work for long, because his hair grew back and he regained his strength and used it to pull down the columns holding up the Temple of Dagon in Gaza, and he died when the temple collapsed on him. The Temple of Dagon was just a branch of what the Bible calls the Synagogue of Satan run by the "elite" Canaanite bloodline who run Israel today. The word, elite, simply refers to a Canaanite who worshiped El. Dagon ruled Canaan after El, but before Ba'al. Canaan was the father of the Canaanites, and Samael, the Hebrew name for Satan, was his great great grandfather (Samael → Cain → Lamech → Noah → Canaan). Hebrew is the only living Canaanite language. The Bible also says that Satan lived and had his throne at Apollyon's temple close to where CERN is now according to the Christian account of where Antipas was martyred, which Wikipedia removed, but you can still find it here in the Wayback Machine. It sounds to me like Samson could have been the first Targeted Individual, targeted by Delilah on behalf of the Temple of Dagon, which he ended up destroying. The story has been likened to that of Jesus, who Jews consider to be their greatest betrayer in history. In the movie, The Davinci Code, people who were thought to be deseendants of Jesus were targeted to be killed by a group called Opus Dei, which means God's work. It is a real organization, only it is probably run by the Synagogue of Satan, who considers their god to be Lucifer, with Satan being the father of their bloodline.

In second grade, I was being pulled out of class to take weird tests that I found out later were for the CIA's Stargate Project. The CIA was allegedly looking for people with "remote viewing" abilities that might be useful to the military. I heard a so-called remote viewer talk about this and it sounds like the TV show Quantum Leap. I'm skeptical. I believe in intuition, but I'm still working on time travel and interdimensional travel. Everyone I've met or heard of who has had this happen to them joined the military, including me, and many of them seem to have better than average intuition. One of the questions I was asked was what I knew about Greece, which was weird, because all I knew was that I had a Greek friend who went there on vacation with his family. They also asked me math and science questions. This would have been around 1976, which is the same year that my dad won a Ford Pinto from the local Greek church. Looking back, in light of all of the other coincidences, it could have been a "Greek Gift" given to us with nefarious intent, and that there may have been a rear end collision planned for us that luckily never happened. It was known for years before 1976 that Pintos exploded in low-speed rear end collisions. This is absolutely the worst car anyone could have won in 1976. My parents also started having marital problems around this time, and we loaded up the Pinto and took our only family vacation ever to Laconia, NH so my parents could try to resolve their differences, but they didn't. We stayed at the Grandview Resort, and it still looks exactly the way I remember it. I think we stayed in the middle cabin in the photo, but there were at least four or five of them. I remember swimming in the pool, and playing cards on the porch. There was even a path to a build-your-own ice cream sundae bar called Kellerhaus which would be off the photo to the far left, and it's still there. It's almost like a time capsule from 45 years ago.

My parents weren't able to work our their differences and I ended up in daycare and my mom moved to the other side of town with my sisters. I made a new friend in daycare named David whose parents were both in the CIA. David was two years younger than me, but he was smart so I was ok with it. These CIA people were the smartest people I ever met. My sister made friends with David's sister, Diane, through dance lessons because Diane was two years older than my sister and was old enough to be a latchkey kid who didn't need to go to daycare. I think she was 11 at the time. This is when someone tried to kidnap me on my way to school. It happened at the intersection in the photo. I was walking on the sidewalk and someone had parked their car next to the tree on the side street so that the door could only open about a foot or so and told me and the two friends who were with me that one of us needed to squeeze in and unlock the driver's side door for him. We ran and told the crossing guard, who was a Belmont Police Officer, but she didn't do anything other than tell us to shake it off and go to school. My teacher at school didn't do anything either because I told her that I told the crossing guard, and my parents didn't do anything because I told them that I told the crossing guard and my teacher, and they assumed that someone must have done something, but no one did. My teacher was Jewish, so was the Principal of the school. It reminds me of this article I found about the Beaver's Dam Lions Club holding a recognition dinner to honor crossing guards. Many of these people appear to be Jewish, with Jewish-sounding names. It just seems strange to me, like the Lions Club in Belmont, MA, which always gave me the creeps. The attempted kidnapping also occured about two blocks from the Odd Fellow's Hall, which is also creepy. My new CIA "friends" were Jewish too. The Odd Fellows Hall has no windows, and the Lion's Club only has windows on the second floor. The rest of it looks like a dungeon. Skeletons have been found in the walls, floors, and cupboards of Odd Fellows Hall buildings. They say they use skeletons for their initiation ceremonies but that they only use plastic ones now. If you have any doubts that some Jews sacrifice and EAT children, then watch this video, read this article, or peruse this list of 1030 expulsions of Jews at your leisure. But wait, there's more! I could literally talk about this stuff all day. Matt Damon, whose last name means demon, bought a Christmas tree from the Belmont Lions Club in 2017. I was also getting "scholarships" during this time to attend Camp Rotary in the summer, which I loved, but it was at least half Jewish, and had Jewish people in charge, and I realized later that vaccinating everyone is one of the missions of the Rotary Club, if not their sole mission. Every doctor I received vaccines from in Belmont was Jewish. There were two of them: one before the divorce, and one after.

My CIA "friends" also had marital problems around this time and ended up getting divorced. I stopped playing with my friend, David around 1983, and joined the Marines in 1987. It turns out that the CIA dad committed suicide in 1988, and David committed suicide in 2005. His sister, Diane, told me that David had kidney disease and didn't want to live anymore. Someone in the Marines in Okinawa put me in a full nelson at a party and tried to throw me off a balcony and he wasn't joking. Somehow I got out it and ran for my life. One thing that's weird about this is I found out that a similar thing happened to a Marine at the same base in Okinawa, actually it happened in the town right outside the gate called Kin, or Kinville, only he was also hit on the head and didn't survive. That's where I was when this happened to me. His name was Ronald Valentin, and you can read his story here. I think the guy who tried to kill me (Randall Jude Bouillon from New Riegel, Ohio) could have been a Freemason. He just had that evil vibe about him while trying to appear virtuous, like the Freemason Shriner in this video who claims to be Lucifer. Another time he wanted me to fight him, but I didn't do it. I think he might have had a knife in his pocket and could have stabbed me and lied and said that I tried to stab him. He was just that kind of lying scumbag in my opinion.

I got out of the Marines in 1991 after the Gulf War, and it was around this time that my other sister, Debbie, who didn't have any involvement with the CIA family, was institutionalized for nine months for "hearing voices," which is something that the CIA has the technology to do to people. It's called Voice to Skull (V2K), or the microwave auditory effect. She also had a weird friend who gave a TED Talk recently about education, but wants nothing to do with my sister now, when they used to be best friends. She is French-Canadian and her mother used to eat raw hamburger. They weren't normal people. They considered themselves to be "elites." Her mother worked at the Boston Symphony Orchestra. French Canadians have become suspect to me because I suspect that Montreal Native, Celine Dion, could be an adrenochrome user, and it's also weird that Montreal is a stop on the Underground Railroad, the map for which makes absolutely no sense as far as freeing slaves goes, but makes perfect sense for supplying elites with adrenochrome, and even matches pretty well with modern-day human trafficking maps. A few years after my sister's institutionalization, our whole family was invited to participate in a "family schizophrenia study" at McLean Hospital since my sister hearing voices definitely meant that she had schizophrenia according to these people, who also run the "world's largest brain bank" and they wanted to study it further. Schizophrenia is linked to naturally-occuring adrenochrome in the body, according to this article and other studies. They would give you $100 to show up and take weird tests, and gave me $200 for an MRI of my brain. Then they wanted my DNA and I said no and never went back. It was too creepy. I've heard people talk about human cloning, but I haven't looked into it that much, but they say that all they need is a brain scan and your DNA and they can clone you. I also forgot to mention that my father was stationed at Edgewood Arsenal in the Army, during a time when the Commanding Officer was doing LSD mind control experiments on the troops there without their knowledge or consent. Edgewood Arsenal has a cemetary that reminds me of the Metfern Cemetary for the Metropolitan State Hospital and the Fernald School, where MIT conducted experiments on kids without informed consent. The parents of the kids were told that their child was in a nutrition study and would be given vitamins and minerals, but in reality it was radioactive calcium being fed to them in oatmeal.

This was also around this time that I had a weird "friend" that my sister, Susie, introduced me to he was a "friend" of hers at work who was married and tried to put his hand up her skirt, but somehow she thought that he and I should be friends. His name is Ralph. He is from Maine and hunted and is pretty much a pervert. I went on a road trip with him and one of his friends to Montreal once to go to a strip club, which is really weird considering that it was a three hour drive both ways. He asked for my advice once about starting a business in his spare time, and I said that it has to be something he likes, so he got into the porn business. Then he bought a 9mm pistol to protect himself from the people he had gotten himself involved with. I was all too weird for me and I cut him completely out of my life at that point. I had a 9mm in the Marines and could take it apart and put it back together blindfolded. I took his apart and laid the pieces on his coffee table, and he freaked out and wanted me to put it back together.

I met my ex wife in 2005 on craigslist from an ad she posted titled "Looking for a former Military Man" which was weird because she didn't seem to give a shit about the military at all. We seemed to hit it off right away and were together for 11 years until we grew apart. Actually, I started to wake up and talk about things like the New World Order and she gaslit me and called me crazy for it. I've become an expert on it since then, and feel like I've even surpassed one of my mentors, Ralph Epperson, who wrote a book on the New World Order in 1989. He and I had a falling out a few years ago because he insisted that the Great White Brotherhood was behind the New World Order, and not the Jews, which I strongly disagree with. The flag of the Great White Brotherhood, a.k.a. Brotherhood of Light (Lucifer) has a star of "David" on it. Harold Wallace Rosenthal said that the true god of the Jews is Lucifer. I aslo have a family connection with him. He was an aide for Hugh Carey, the former Governor of New York, who was the grandfather of two of my cousins. My ex wife even lied to me at a time when I thought that the marriage could be saved. She said if I went to counseling, she would consider getting back together. I went to counseling via the VA because it was free for me, and the counselor was a Jewish Social Worker who was an asshole in my opinion and had two giant posters of the moon landing in his office. This was at a time when I was trying to expose the moon landing as a fraud on social media. The whole thing felt like a setup to make me appear crazy, but I didn't take the bait. Then I found out that my ex wife had beeome a swinger with her new boyfriend. And the boyfriend after that is a bank robber turned drug dealer and they both got busted twice for cooking DMT. She even lost one of the two houses her family owns on Cape Cod worth $800,000 because of this. I think he went to prison again, but I don't know why she didn't.

I feel like my ex wife might have been trying to destroy me because her brother destroyed the life of his ex wife, my former sister in law. He went to Yale and his ex wife went to Harvard, but the last I heard from her she had to move in with her mother and was working at Starbucks. He gaslit her when they lived in Japan. She said she thought that the neighbors were spying on her and he called her crazy for it and got her to take psychiatric medication, which essentially turned her into a zombie. After that, she would laugh and cry for no reason and talk to herself. I don't believe in mental illness without a cause, and I think that the medication was the cause in her case. They are trying to do the same thing to me, but I'm not going to fall for it.

I think my father had fake friends too. He brought home Halfsies cereal once because someone at work or at the Knights of Columbus told him about it. My father always seemed to take the advice of his Knights of Columbus or work "friends." He worked at Raytheon, which is an evil company. Aspartame is evil too. It didn't get FDA approval for years because it was shown to cause brain cancer in rats, but Donald Rumsfeld helped to get it approved when he was CEO of Searle (article). There was no internet back then, so if a friend that you trusted gave you advice, you usually took it. My dad also bought Diazinon to kill ants in the house. It's linked to diabetes, and my father got diabetes a few years later. He also joined the Knights of Columbus around this time, and I'm not sure where the idea for that came from. My father also got some really bad advice from his doctor when he got diabetes, who told him to eat margarine instead of butter, and that he had to get flu shots. The 30 years of flu shots are what gave him Alzheimer's Disease in my opinion.

My fourth and fifth grade teachers were both Jewish, like the Principal of the school, and they are all creepy to me now. My fourth grade teacher, wanted me to do a private clarinet recital for her, which I did, but it was awkward. She also used to put us in headlocks as a "joke." My fifth grade teacher was even creepier because somehow she knew where to get 24 cow's eyes for us to dissect. She also took us on a field trip to the private collection of shrunken heads and bannerstones of Harvard Alum, and Rockefeller Institute Trustee, William Henry Clafflin, Jr., who was an absolute creep. He died a couple of years later. He had one of the nicest houses on Belmont Hill, with probably the best view in town. Henry Kissinger lived on Belmont Hill when he was a professor at Harvard, and Mitt Romney lived there when he was Governor of Massachusetts. Claflin was sent to an Indian burial ground in Stallings Island, GA to get the bannerstones, but since they are usually buried with the dead, you have to dig up Indian graves in order to find them. I also think that bannerstones were used to crack open skulls. I started looking into my second and third grade teachers and found more weird things. My third grade teacher's husband was in the CIA, and when I looked up my second grade teacher, she was living in the same condo complex in Salem, NH as my former "friend" Ralph, which is strange because it's at least 30 miles away from where she used to teach.

The Principal of my elementary school wrote a book called Learning to Learn with a foreword written by Bill Cosby, who is a certified creep. She also taught me to count to five in German. I'm not sure if she taught anyone else, I seem to remember it was just me for some reason, maybe because I'm German. It became weird to me after watching the movie, Slaughterhouse Five, where the protagonist, Bill Pilgrim, said, "Schlacthof funf" over and over as he laid dying in the snow after a plane crash, but survived. I feel like I've had a lot of similarities in my life to the movie, which I also feel like most people don't understand at all. I do not believe that Billy Pilgrim had PTSD or mental illness. I think he was having a spiritual experience that few people can comprehend. I also feel that Slaughterhouse Five is telling two stories, and the subtitle, The Children's Crusade: A Duty Dance of Death, is a very strong clue. I think we should also be very suspicious of the malt syrup being made for pregnant mothers in a former slaughterhouse. Malt syrup is also used to make beer. The colors chosen for the book cover were teal, like her shirt, and red, which is the chromatic inverse of teal. Billy Pilgrim's plane crashed at Sugarbush Mountain, which is where an ex girlfriend cheated on me. He was also President of his local Lions Club. I just think it's all pretty weird. I truly believe in the Synagogue of Satan mentioned in Revelation 2:9 and 3:9, and that somehow these people seem to have identified me as a threat to them at a very young age, the same way that the Temple of Dagon identified Samson as a threat to them and sent Delilah to try to stop him.