Showing posts with label MK Ultra. Show all posts
Showing posts with label MK Ultra. Show all posts

Saturday, June 14, 2014

Revealing The Truth




This lesson is not going to be pleasant.
Not for me.
Not for many, many, many of you.

If you have the highest vibration in your heart while you are reading this,  it is going to help.

Are you ready?

Let's begin.


I signed my boy up for Christian Preschool, and he has had an expensive, 'exclusive' education ever since.  I signed him up thinking that at a Christian place, everything would be like this--all angels and halos and loving God. The kids were not allowed to wear or bring anything superhero to the school. It was a policy. Why?, I asked the director of the preschool, Miss M, innocently. We were catholic, but this Christian school was reputable and very close to my work. (Two colleagues highly recommended it and had their children there.)

Because Jesus is our superhero! she said without batting an eye.

Fast-forward many years later to grade school. My boy is having emotional breakdowns, out of the blue, which I can't understand. Last year, as he says,  he felt like he was good at everything and he was very happy.  And this year? His teacher showed favoritism. She labeled him as defiant and spoiled. He felt like nothing he could do could please her. That day, his teacher, 'Blanca Nieve', who runs the before-school daycare, told him 'Santa was a big fat lie, the tooth fairy was fake, there never were any leprechauns, the Easter bunny is not real, and it is the parents who do all the gifts. Only Jesus and the Church are real! You should go to church!' He argued with her, because he is not old enough to 'figure it out' and Santa is the most important thing in the world for him. She didn't back down. She tried to break him. 

Then it turned out the reason why he wanted to be home schooled and never wanted to go to school again, EVER, is the bullying.

My boy is built like a football player. He is a little on the heavy side. The teacher is a runner. And Blanca Nieve is from Ecuador and wants everyone to think she is from France and dresses like a 1950's movie star every single day.

Apparently there are children of the staff at the school. They are treated preferentially and also have formed a clique on the playground and no matter what, when they are angry or losing a game, even his best friend calls him 'fatty'.

I held him and consoled him the best I could. He was so upset, he had an asthma attack, almost threw up, and threatened suicide with a plan. (He told me what and how he would do it and I would wake up in the morning and find him dead.) He threatened it TWICE. I promised him I didn't understand bullying myself, but had experienced it. And I will find him someone who does, and we will both figure out with this person what to do next. And NO, he does not ever have to go anywhere that treats him like that again, even if it means home schooling.




Love Is The Solution For Everything.

Sometimes that is really hard to do.

I wanted to kill Blanca Nieve for what she did. And I didn't give the teacher 'Zola Budd' a gift for the last day of school, just because of all the emotional damage she has caused to this boy. This wasn't the first breakdown because of her actions--however, it was by far the worst and the most troubling to me as a parent.

As I rested, for I am  on duty at the hospital, I imagined a meeting in the 'Principal's Office' with me, Blanca Nieve, Zola Budd, and the mothers of the two 'Staff Kids' in his class who torment him.

Then I saw it, clear as day, the lesson that is irony both for them and for you,  dear One!

Shall we move on to the 'meat and potatoes' of our subject?



Blanca Nieve has been conditioned by the powers that shape society as we know it, that the Roman Catholic Church is the be-all, end-all for the human condition. It has gotten to the point where it reinforces itself in her thinking; it has become an 'us versus them' in her heart--that all Catholics are 'good' and 'what is in the Bible takes precedence over all that could ever contradict what is written, making cannon fodder for anything that gets in the way--including the heart of a boy whose parents made the choice to let him believe in Santa for their family to celebrate Christmas.'

She will block anything and everything that does not reinforce her belief system. She will pray for others and donate money, thinking that is what is best for everything and everyone on the planet.

Even the Buddhists who are devout and highly spiritual, to her, are in need of a 'spiritual make-over'; they should be Catholic if they are going to get into Heaven!

This is mind control at its finest. The Jesuit agenda escapes her. There is no Illuminati influence at the Vatican, or rightly, inside the hidden corridors, nothing whatsoever could be happening in that 'Holy Place', as far as she is concerned.

People worship God, but sometimes they might not tell you in fact which God is the one they actually serve. There are two. There is the one everybody thinks we all worship, when in fact there is a 'hidden' one who is the polar opposite of what everyone thinks is 'The Big Man In The Sky'.

Look at the work of the brave Kevin Annett if you wish to find the 'truth about Santa' when it comes to the Catholic church. There is pedophilia that is organized and far worse than anything that has ever been published in the news to this time. Just search with his name, and let Spirit take you from there.

P.S.  I am a mystic, and have had spiritual connection to Blessed Mother, Mary, since 1992. My channellings are published and read worldwide. Blanca Nieve has no idea of this. This is a second 'truth about Santa' for her. My boy got his first message from Mary in Paris in 2011 when we were inside the Cathedral of Notre Dame. She wanted him to tell me to buy a particular statue of her with the baby jesus. It cost ninety euros, but she insisted. And he delivered that message perfectly to me from her.




'Zola Budd' called my boy 'spoiled' on the pajama day where they watch movies and celebrate the end of school with a big class breakfast.

He wanted to watch the film he had brought, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, instead of Frozen.

I have never seen Frozen. I know it is incredibly popular. I asked him in the car about the story and the plot.

There is a girl who dies and the mother saves the head and freezes it. Then she brings her back years later. Then the girl has her parents die, and she...

I let him know I had heard enough.

Did you know that Disney Entertainment is highly encouraged to be watched by victims of Monarch Mind Control Programming? If you are familiar with MK Ultra, or the work of Joseph Mengele, you will know there is a system of breaking down the psyche of the individual, and 'rebuilding it', in the case of MK Ultra, to make a 'Delta' of an unstoppable assassin warrior who will never get caught under the worst types of torture to get them to talk? Only the 'handler' can control them with symbols and code words to 'set them off'. And with Monarch Mind Control, you also get different types of mind-controlled slaves, some as 'kittens'--the child sex slaves for the organization--and also some destined to become many entertainers and celebrities who are popular today?

If you would like to be informed on this delicate subject, Roseanne Barr is one who 'got out' of the system, and speaks publicly about it. And I bet Roseanne watched lots and lots and lots of Disney entertainment.

If you still are convinced that Disney is family-friendly, well, you might want to ask yourself what is in common with Snow White, Lilo and Stitch, Dumbo, Lion King, Pinocchio, Cinderella, Alice in Wonderland, Jungle Book, and Frozen?

Where are the parents? Did they die?

And in others, are the parents actively caring for their young? Or do they seem preoccupied and 'out of it' and not worthy of respect?




this kitten is forever sovereign and free
In my immediate past life, I was one too.




Why are kids so cruel these days? Why are there the Ben Breedloves of the world dying right and left? http://reikidoc.blogspot.com/2011/12/rip-ben-breedlove.html  The gay kids who commit suicide so much that there are 'It Gets Better' programs all around the world to help these precious souls make it to adulthood? What about the heroin overdoses? The terrible gangs where parents bury their children right and left?

What is happening to our children?

Is it an accident?

Who is going to protect our future generations when in fact is it the adults who believe in lies which are far far worse than Santa Claus, The Tooth Fairy, and the Easter Bunny?

I held him in my arms, as he sobbed bitter, bitter tears, and asked me, looking me in the eye, 'Did you buy me my watch at Christmas?'

I nodded yes through my own tears.

'And was is YOU who bought the X-Box too, when I was six?'

I nodded, and cried harder than him, for I knew his innocence was lost and was never coming back. I chose to break it, so that he would never be ridiculed or humiliated by anyone like Blanca Nieve again.

'But WHY the LIES? I hate surprises! And I HATE LIES!!! How could you have been lying to me for all this time? How could EVERYONE lie?'

And I thought.

I spoke from my heart, 'Santa is real. He is in the heart. But he needs the help of parents. Santa is love--love for wanting children to be happy and enjoy Christmas--'

And he cut me off, 'Are you sure SANTA is JUST NOT A MEANS OF SELLING THINGS and MAKING FUN OF CHILDREN BY FOOLING THEM INTO BELIEVING SOMETHING THAT IS A BIG FAT LIE???'

And we cried.

For the painful lesson has been taught to me.

Out of the mouths of babes.

He is right.








Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,
Peace,
Reiki Doc


P.S. we are starting counseling and are making a decision about the school and the teacher over the summer.


P.P.S.   I see Him too. And He is very kind and nice. The church made Him into something he is not.
So, if you feel close to Him, and have a connection, that is true. His love for you that you feel, and you for him, is very, very real. There is no church or religion that is needed to know His heart and have Him help guide you in your daily life. In fact, He is happy to be of assistance in any way He can!

He is a prophet, a teacher, and guide to many, and in fact, one of my Karuna Reiki guides. The Buddha is the other. The Buddha is very kind and nice also.



P.P.S. I left the church in July 2012 once I learned of the Jesuit agenda. I wanted my donations not to go to that organization.

Friday, October 18, 2013

Wake Up! (But Only If You Are Ready)


This is for Advanced Lightworkers only--and of those few, for those who have taken Cobra's Little Red Pill. (Here is the link: http://kauilapele.wordpress.com/2012/07/22/cobra-update-7-22-12-the-red-pill/)


When I was in medical school, I had terrible nightmares every night. Things like home invasions, ugly creatures and ninja-like people coming to my home and destroying everything and everyone. I would be stabbed and feel the pain. I would be shot. It got so bad I did not wish to sleep any more.

I literally would stay up with the lights on, and only fall asleep once the sprinklers went on at  around five a.m.

I cried a great deal. I thought it was my divorce I was going through at the time. But I also experienced this pervasive, deep overwhelming desire to 'Go Home'. On some level, I knew I was not 'from here', and things here were 'not right' and I was longing for my 'place from where I was from'.

One day, I took a nap, and I awoke to silent entities that didn't look human working on me. They were working on my 'soul', and I mentally asked them what this was? I was told it was something to help me and that they were 'Twelfth Level Surgeons" and that is why we were not to talk. The area of my body was my abdomen, I believe it was on the right and lower part.

I didn't think anything of it. I was able to sleep and not dream. I was able to function. And the crying was less severe.

I always had a 'funny feeling' about this experience.

Many years later, I learned I had an 'implant' or a 'non-human control device' implanted in my Light Body in the location of my Right Ovary. It was removed.

For removals, I recommend two resources:


xoxoxoxox
Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Saturday, October 5, 2013

Releasing The Chains That Bind You



Happy Saturday!

I'll keep it short and sweet.

Watch this--you'll love it!
(here is the direct link: http://youtu.be/J_LMtWK0yuk  )

Who is this dude?

He's a turncoat. A researcher who originally worked on MK-Ultra and Project Solo, an aircraft weapon that had three hundred and sixty computers on board that projects emotions for crowd control. It was used on the Branch Davidians, an invasion of Iraq, and other places.

He also developed a system/training to make Navy Seals more Psychic in one day--quadrupled their ability. (He sells this in lectures now).

A student of Dr. Timothy Leary, he was the brightest of the bright for his time, and grew disillusioned with the scope and purpose of his classified Military work (he RAN the China Lake and Livermore 'projects'!)

Now he speaks for our ability to discover the truth behind GMO, television, computers, cell-phones, EMF, and pharmaceuticals. Did you know they have 'plantceuticals'--well beyond GMO--for example, wheat was created to make birth control in India, and it was used on the public, and women's infertility rates went up?

It's a good talk. I hope you will enjoy it.

Do what thou will shale be the whole of love, love is the law, love under will. --Aleister Crowley


Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Kick It Upstairs



Roseanne Barr just 'favorited' one of my tweets.
The Roseanne Barr. Like in the 'Roseanne' show.

Here's the tweet:


 favorited your Tweet
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You, most of all, are never unloved or abandoned, even though you may feel so at times.-- Archangel Michael

You, most of all, are never unloved or abandoned, even though you may geel so at times. -- Archangel Michael.

I think I read somewhere she testified against, well, mind-control in Hollywood, just yesterday...today she favorites my tweet...tonight I looked it up on the internet. 

There is an 'elephant in the room' amongst us right now--for all of the victims of mind control, the handlers, and the horrible system that created it in the first place. I owe a debt of gratitude to David Wilcock, Kaulapele (can you spot the symbols at the olympics?--LOL), and Cobra for bravely opening my eyes to this horrible tragedy. (These individuals have risked their lives for Truth, literally. Some have had death threats and attempts.)

In my bones, I know from my own direct impressions, this is truth. I 'feel' things, that's how I know. I am highly sensitive. So for you who are just 'finding out the truth', I'll share with you mine:
  • My first job was at Disneyland when I was sixteen. I was told there were levels below--so big that train cars worth of burger patties could go in to my facility each day to drop off supplies. Well how do I know there is only one level beneath? I thought, when I was first told. Let me say, it was creepy downstairs on the way to the break room. It was all white, with no signs of human touches. And the energy--it filled me with dread. I was always looking over my shoulder, and I knew anyone could do anything they wanted to me while I was under the restaurant in the tunnels, and no one would ever know...
  • Mom told me all those faces on the milk cartons were dead, offered as human sacrifice in satanic cults. There is lots of it going on, and no one talks about it.
  • An obese, plain, charge nurse with huge owlish glasses who talked bible with me, shared once that she was a multiple personality disorder, in recovery and pretty stable, who is a survivor of satanic abuse. She was 'bred' and told me what they did with the newborn babies. She looked me straight in the eye, and asked me if I believed her or thought less of her. I felt the same creepy feeling as at my first job, in the tunnels underneath Disneyland. I wanted to run. I knew that she was telling me the truth. I sensed that she was 'packaging it' as nicely as she could for me to 'handle it'. She was an excellent nurse. She went to a famous Christian College. She wanted to help others who have been through what happened to her. I prayed to God to show me what to do; I hugger her, said I am terribly sorry, and I thanked her for her trust. I felt guilty because after that, I couldn't feel 'close' to her like before. I treated her with the same respect and courtesy and professional appreciation for her skills as ever. In that small way, I think I helped her a lot. I believed her and I didn't shun her. I encouraged her to fulfill her dream to be a counselor.
  • My residency coordinator (administrative assistant type position) confided to me that she, too, was a multiple, in recovery, and shared how hard the counseling process was. Those two never knew each other in the hospital.
  • My surgeon I really loved to work with came from Detroit. His father was an executive for a motor company. This doctor was my mentor and friend, and we talked, about religion and many things. He was a Lutheran, the only one to get baptized and attend in the family. His family was totally against it, but he went. I always suspected ritual abuse; the patterns of anger I observed directly in the operating room were not like anything I had ever seen. There was a sense of 'the patient is DYING!' and panic with just about every request in the O.R. that was just outside of 'routine' during surgery. He was excellent and to him I would have trusted my own life under his care. But I never confided to him this; I prayed for him a lot, he was my 'project', and I petitioned to Blessed Mother every night and day for him to get in to Heaven, and for him to have a good life. Why I would pray that never seemed odd, it seemed 'right' although I can't put my finger on it.
  • My work in past life recall made me remember  I was a 'kitten' and I died at ten. It's blogged, search for it if you like, I 'own' it. I think the search words are 'a dark past life'.  I like to think that it prepared me for the work I do now, including writing about this sensitive subject.

Roseanne, I felt your appreciation of the quote by Archangel Michael. I know you are the real deal. And I thank you for opening up.

I have to confide to all of you, however, no matter how much I know, and learn about the workings of Mengele and Monarch Mind Control and MK Ultra, I don't like it.

I don't want to know more; I know enough to do what I can to help the cause with my Light. 

It is too dark, and too dense for my natural Vibration. Even YouTube of victims sharing intel gives me that same old creepy feeling. I want to run.

Instead, I will hold the Light for you to move on.

Your Healing will require experts in Spiritual Healing that is way above my level.

I welcome you with open arms as my family, my Ohana in Spirit, and to the Golden Age. My love and support are with ALL survivors of ritual abuse.

Discernment says 'not to trust until all is settled in the final Victory Of The Light'; I watch, and I keep my distance from 'former ankle-biter helpers' too.

That is why the title of this is 'Kick It Upstairs'. I send it UP to the Guides of Compassionate Healing, to St. Germaine and his Violet Flame, to Archangel Michael, and I say a great big OM to cleanse myself back to my natural Vibration.

Some things are too big for us to handle. And some survivors are so delicate, I call in the very best, to handle you with care.

I know you can heal. I know your spark of Light will help all of us to learn and to grow. With deep love and respect, I thank you for paving the way for others with your courage, Love and Grace.

Aloha and Mahalos,
Namaste,

Reiki Doc