Subterranean Bases

What the government is doing to “cover their tracks”, simply is they come up with a fictitious medical term to “explain” what all these people are remembering. In this case, they came up with the “false memory syndrome“. The fact that all these people are simply “delusional” or “crazy” and they (conveniently) need medication. It conveniently explains their “memories” of the wrongdoings and government torture done to them as all simply being “figments of their imagination” and “it all never happened“. It also shuts them up as they are now heavily sedated. I know this as to be a fact because it happened to me when I attended the University of Rochester between the years […] Read More

The Illuminati is made up of a group of about twenty men. All are 6′-2″ or over, white and are of indeterminate older age (I would say above the age of 70 but I suspect that with the technology they have available to them they, in reality, are much much older). They convene in a board room with a huge wooden table which is in the shape of a football. Each chair has a control panel and a television screen comes out from inside the table for each of the chairs. There is a huge screen located in the front of the room as well. During one of the meetings about 1/3 of the men […] Read More

AND WHAT DO I DO! With the biggest, happiest voice and smile I can muster, I wave BYE-BYE! IT WAS NICE MEETING YOU, BYE-BYE! BYE-BYE. Just like I had just made two new best friends. I get in my car and turn the key. All the while I can’t help but feel really good about myself, proud, noble, and majestic as I drive away. I remember doing this because no matter how hard I fought back, no matter how strong I felt I was all they had to do was say the “Magic word” and I was back under their total control. This is my biggest fear, is being discovered of what I really remember […] Read More

I get there and let me tell you my heart was pounding. I go to the building and look at the bottom block where the car had hit the building. AND LET ME TELL YOU, THE CRACK IN THE BLOCK IS STILL THERE, AND THE ONE RAILING IS STILL BEING HELD IN PLACE BY DIFFERENT COLOR CEMENT JUST AS I REMEMBERED IT! October 30th, 1997 – I move back home and start to look for people with similar experiences or who I think can really “help me“. I arrive in the afternoon (as I had driven through the night), we unloaded the truck and I went to sleep. The next day my Mothers friend Astrid […] Read More

Aaron says something very strange to me. He says “man, you have nothing to worry about with Pilar, she absolutely idolizes you“, ‘trust me‘ on this. ” How the hell would he know? I ask myself later. Months later, when I put it all together, I think he did it to see if I had told Pilar about his father, good thing I didn’t. One Friday night I’m at home and Pilar is coming over later to watch some movies. I’m feeling very uptight about my business and how it’s not going as well as anticipated. All along and for as long as I could remember I always felt like something wasn’t right with me. […] Read More

I fax over my resume and a cover letter to Dr. Purrizzo. And about a day later he calls me. I ask him about the job and in the sweetest voice he says to me “Sure the job is still open Andy, come on in for an interview, how about tomorrow about 1:00. Do you know where my office NOW is?” I said that I did not, so he gave me directions. The next day at 1:00 I am in his office, his secretary calls to tell him that I am here, and I go in to see him. I sit in the high back leather chair and all of a sudden he explodes with […] Read More

Having a coach run back to the goal line to watch my start, and after I ran I would have to turn around and do it again because it just didn’t make any sense. The point is I already had speed, and with the conditioning in my mind, I became so unbelievably fast it was supposedly not possible. They chased me in the car several times and the one time Mr. Green was in the car and after we had stopped and everyone got out I remember them talking, and the gist of the conversations were “do you f*cking believe that?” and I remember Mr. Green personally saying “that’s f*cking unbelievable!” Which gave me great […] Read More

It was my own personal supercomputer which was connected directly to the root of my mind, the root of my essence, and the root of my soul. Any information that was entered into this computer would become instantly part of ME, and part of my soul. The computer had unlimited memory and unlimited speed. It was the fastest and most top-secret computer in the world. The information will go directly from the source to the core of my essence, like writing in stone but with a blank slab. My mind now is open for all instruction and there is unlimited space. “HOW DO WE ENTER THE INFORMATION?” The man with the white hair, Adolph asks. […] Read More