I'm putting this information on the NG FYI. It's kind of long but I want to get it said. If you don't read it then the only ones who'll know about it will be the government. Before I realized I was involved in a government conspiracy (MKULTRA), I walked into the FBI offices at 219 S. Dearborn in Chicago twenty years ago and told them this info. I also wrote them a letter in 1985 with this info plus plenty more. I never heard from them about it. They just thanked me politely. They may not have believed me even though a stream of women agents showed up and filed past while I was talking, giving me some of the dirtiest looks I've ever had. (For those of you who have experienced that from strangers, it's your subconscious they're trying to get to. It's a good tipoff you may have been hypnotised at one time.) I found out later it is quite possible to talk to agents in gov. offices who never deal with any type of "black program" info, etc., but they must get all the crap about the ones who do. If they did know what I was talking about it must have seemed pretty funny to them that I would be so upset about a "game". So I feel I did my "civic duty" long ago. There are three things a targeted citizen can do with info like this. They can: 1) say nothing, 2) give it to a senate subcommittee, or 3) put it on the internet. (There used to be only two options -- remember?) After twenty years of looking for "hints" to all of this, I'm really good at deciphering this type of subject matter. But it's like being an expert at a dead language. What do I do with this type of knowledge? Do I sit at the bridge table sipping wine and comment on the psychological warfare aspects of the latest news event (or in my case maybe even a future event)? Maybe I could mention what was REALLY going on behind the scenes at those summit talks? Nobody except those into these things cares, believes, or even understands what you're talking about. I once got as much money together as I could, quit my job, and went all the way to London to find an American I thought I could talk to about all this. I picked him up through telepathy, sitting at his desk thinking about his stamp collection. I knew he was somehow connected to this. He was definitely into it all, but it was like he was in a different stratosphere with it, and thought I should be at home having children (I'm able to use a little mind reading occasionally.) I just thought, "I give up!", and went home. [320 lines left ... full text available at <url:http://www.reference.com/cgi-bin/pn/go?choice=message&table=05_1997&mid=914101&hilit=HYPNOSIS> ] -------------------------------- Article-ID: 05_1997&914099 Score: 80 Subject: Second Visit - The Horror Show