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My mind seems to have become an animated example of effects of psychotronic devices on my life, and seems to be indicating exactly what it stimulates within my body.  Pretty much seems to indicate effects of television on my body over time, but in such roundabout fashion that I cannot seem to analyze it except in certain ways.  I have reason to suspect that Stella’s minions are behind this, as they constantly force me to give up my favorite seat on the bus, the one in which the angels can’t hurt me and the upside down people cannot abide.

Effect seems like mind control device in visual field continuously distracting my vision, dictating observations in such manner as to imply events…Also implying that mind control could not be done to someone like me, else it would look like this continuing experience.

It seems not like paranoid schizophrenia as I suspected, since animations seem way too contrived and plotted, as if by some sort of artificial intelligence.  I seem to have been victimized as a result of television, and now I seem to have wound up in equivalent of "imprisoned," but as to why. . .I do not know.

End effect looks kind of like some sort of aspect of self just swimming with ideas.

Music in harmony with words can seem to imply consistent states of emotional being, which may happen to be quite easy for psychotronic device to produce real-time effects one on one.  One scenario seems rather to be blaming the victim (IE, most of me).  I am quite certain the Cult of Stella has it planned exactly so.

Some barely uncountable number of things my attention gets drawn to (select components of my eye, I think. ), points to data in brilliant display of my gazing at it in a scene with me transfixed as if by some speaker unknown (whom I rather get the impression seems to SEEM somewhat enigmatic, though I rather seem inclined to type the word "crazy" as what seems to me to be an accurate description), and
you would understand what I mean if you could read and interpret fiction novels and comprehend descriptions of characters' personality traits therein, as encoded warnings about the unnatural citizens of Seguin, and their depraved leader.

Another scenario rather seems like some devious mastermind, perhaps working in some high position on some space alien council in order to do its job of being fed up with people for not seeing world exactly as (S)HE sees it.  Maybe wears a cerebral helmet, operates under certain assumptions that one of his/her abducted victims happens to be male, and in actuality happens to be female who gets tortured and labeled as male for her feminine behavior.  This entity would not BE Stella, but may be issuing her orders.

End effect: it seems to try to change some of the data in my mind (not exactly like erasure), and seems to have dispersed Recall ability amidst its method or program.

Program seems like social interface for doing what you want to do.  It seems to have pre-set personality types which, if it were even possible to put helm on, one might find oneself with an alien-engineered persona from which to navigate one's personal affairs with particular people.  Except, I'm rather skeptical about whether I would want a number of mind control parameters governing my relations with other people, particularly from an unknown source which has not revealed itself to people in a sure way.

For example, if I were to have said I've seen aliens, I have not seen actual aliens I could touch.  I may have seen an illusion of aliens broadcast to my senses which may have been during a dream, having perhaps most qualities of real-life experience, and I have had some of these before, but I have not met an actual alien unless it were disguised as a person.  And this might rather seem funny to the sinister cult which seems to have singled me out.

But how can one tell the difference between mind control and one's own naturally intelligent mind?  I'm rather uncertain.  Knowing what my mind has been capable of, I can say that from what I know about how other people think actually seems confined to reading others' writing and watching others express their opinions when I tell them about the Grabby Girls and Mr Scratch and Mr Chop.

The addition of annoying Texan fairies to my normal operating procedure seems to have obscured vital information flow which might stabilize me.  The result seems to indicate some sort of holographic-like cache of an image which actually seems/feels like it happens to have two points of neural attachment.

I don't exactly want to plot experiences with others out in full exactitude, as that would render irrelevant spontaneity.  However, as an alien, it could seem like I have an entire scenario worked out in advance and that I merely express myself knowing how you will behave in advance.  What artwork, I say. I rather doubt I'll ever meet one of these beings, but if I did, I might wonder whether a psychotronic device happened to control such experience for both of us.

Take notice of the idea of equating certain immediate reactions with the mention of particular nouns.

Aliens seem to be communicating alien humor:

Scene: television broadcast beaming through one's body Actor comedian made up as me (a bit zoned and confused):  What's this thing doing in my head?  Relaxed person: That's my cock/cunt.  Clue: some people seem acclimatized to idea of television while Clue: others do not seem to be.

Earlier today, a broadcast materialized as myself surrounded by fields and fields of bodily vibrations which I could only see in part of my mind.  Animated Texan fairies attached neurally somehow kind of seemed to be sending a message that this kind of thing was not exactly possible, because seeing such stuff in my mind alone in my home does not imply that others have fields which I could glimpse.  However, since it might seem fun to view reality in such fashion, it might challenge others to draw interesting conclusions were I to let them in on my psychic abilities.

It seems that sensing energy in one's environment may be natural, but it also seems that sensing animated Texan fairies in one's mind may not be naturally occurring, unless they somehow get put there by a source other than me.  Stella, for example.

Indications seem to imply that my mind used to be programmed for variety of different functions relating to some energy forms in neural memory, which may have seemed like options for excitement or entertainment.  I could choose among such options as I saw fit.  Perhaps I wanted to turn on TV, having been excited by a program I'd been wanting to watch all week.  This aspect of my former mentality could well have been conditioned by addiction to television cycles…Like watching a TV program three or two times per week on a regular basis, or an exciting program 5 days per week.

It probably may seem like an interesting thing to seem to regard what others happen to be doing as being pretty similar and like what one does oneself.  I get continuously bombarded with fallacies inherent in the idea of being psychic.  However, it seems unknown why the distracting pain-like feelings happen to be at my expense.  Again, the only possible explanation would be mind control, holographic implant or ongoing, inflicted on me by Stella, or other agents of the aliens.

At any rate, my lower area hurts in sync with said animations, and though such pain may seem illusion, it certainly seems painful.  Its inception may be when some stray memories happened to remind me of what may have seemed "learning how to hold it" earlier in life.

While this form of life control may seem quite severe, even traumatic to live with daily, I do live with it daily, in its various guises.  Success with feeling better is complemented with very angry Southern vocalizations saying something gleefully to the effect of, "Don't you feel better now, fucker?"  Apparently, the aliens want revenge for something, or perhaps it merely happens to be somewhat sadistic in its nature. In fact, I doubt it has a purpose.  If it has one, I do not know what it could be.  Quite a bit of negative imagery comes to mind when I contemplate a particularly uncomfortable lower area of my body.  Threatening guns, pain, and other numbers of images equally unpleasant.  If I try to figure out what has happened, I already have an answer pre-provided by the mechanistic workings of the machine.  It places the idea of who it was, even though it bears little or no relation to anything that makes sense in reality, unless some humans in Texas have godlike powers over other humans…Which seems unlikely.

Perhaps the major theme of my imprisonment seems to be sex. I am complained at with the implication that I happen to be the "horniest motherfucker I've ever sen in my life" (to quote one annoying alien fairy back in 2004).  However, I have certainly not been since the inception or activation of this alien torture device, about May '07.  The pain interferes extremely with pleasure of virtually any sort, although I have experienced some degree of comfort on some occasions and rare moments of sexual arousal since May '07.  Unfortunate thing about this seems to imply that I was punished by people in a certain automobile because they sensed me.  Someone with a devious mind plotted the attack, had preselected memories to contextualize and show to its helpers, and basically when I encountered what seemed to be psychics for the first time, everything went according to plan because of what they did to me.  But I rather think it was psychotronic device arranging both of us to be at approximately the same time and place, and that what transpired was coincidental.  Incidentally, the entities implied themselves to be "God"--aka "God's holy kingdom."  But they said it with a Texan accent.

Which seemed strange because there hadn't been a God in my mind before acting in such malicious fashion (by actually pretending to exist as an “English” speaking native)…And I had been raised in a religion believing in God.  However, I must admit I was rather amazed and compelled by the resulting display.  I actually hallucinated myself shouting angry words and by doing a bunch of other things that I would not actually have done. . .Like possession, it actually seemed like something wanted me to believe that its version of "God" happened to pose a threat to my life unless I . . .Well, that part never came clear.  However, various aliens also came into view which clearly did not match angels and looked (in mind's eye, eyes closed) like various shapes doing various things, tampering with my mind.

So either I am currently trapped by cultists somewhere in Texas, extending to anywhere across the country I travel to, or I am victim of psychotronic device, either in real-time or in holographic array of animated cleverness has been implanted, perhaps at any time in the past, waiting to be triggered by certain events seeming to occur in my mind.

If the data I've read on Internet suggesting that psychotronic devices exist and have even been reported in some magazines and some newspapers (US News & World Report, Washington Post), plus some books, then equivalent of invasion could have already occurred and simply never have been reported due to too few people noticing for psychotronic signals to seem important.

I was told by the Texan Fairies, "All of your favorite memories are mine and yours both."  This idea somehow relates to what seems like a compact signal around my right eye (not that it is "there" exactly) which if I can manage to focus on it can seem to disrupt television broadcast in the room, particularly on channel with "snow" on it…Although I'm not sure of the cause-effect relationship being due to me.  It could be part of broadcast from a psychotronic device broadcasting in real-time.

I have constructed this entire scenario, but I really do not know.

"I hate you, you fucking pervert."…Another phrase from enlightened mindless drone fairies, which moved here from Texas but denies it.

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Re: Stella Cultists and ALIEN MIND CONTROL. This could happen to YOU!
« Reply #1 on: June 08, 2012, 05:43:07 pm »
This RULES.

Cover blown, though.  :lulz:
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Re: Stella Cultists and ALIEN MIND CONTROL. This could happen to YOU!
« Reply #2 on: June 08, 2012, 06:24:22 pm »
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Re: Stella Cultists and ALIEN MIND CONTROL. This could happen to YOU!
« Reply #3 on: June 08, 2012, 10:15:12 pm »
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Re: Stella Cultists and ALIEN MIND CONTROL. This could happen to YOU!
« Reply #4 on: June 08, 2012, 10:20:30 pm »
TGRR, as an aside, I am really impressed at your ease of switching voices. This sounds nothing like your "usual" style, if I can use that adjective without insult.

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Re: Stella Cultists and ALIEN MIND CONTROL. This could happen to YOU!
« Reply #5 on: June 08, 2012, 10:27:49 pm »
TGRR, as an aside, I am really impressed at your ease of switching voices. This sounds nothing like your "usual" style, if I can use that adjective without insult.

To be perfectly frank, I just adopt the style of writing from weirdos who have sent me bizarre things in the distant and not-so-distant past.

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Re: Stella Cultists and ALIEN MIND CONTROL. This could happen to YOU!
« Reply #6 on: June 09, 2012, 03:45:12 am »
Mind not most important but awareness. As the Phoenicians waiting in Jupiter remind me now, The mind is a game, played by the awareness  - mind control is like a hacker taking over your controls - ==----------------0----====----

Apologies , I might be mind controlled myself

So to continue, consider that these may be glitches rather than an intended control -
And also the Texan fairies?? Quite scary

Very different from your usual style, and I like it. Also kinda reminds me of when you've been fucked up by pills, IIRC.
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Re: Stella Cultists and ALIEN MIND CONTROL. This could happen to YOU!
« Reply #7 on: June 09, 2012, 10:12:35 pm »
WHOA.

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