Yeah...gotta love the rapid-fire questions. I'm on to that one just like I'm on to the right brain/left brain and double-bind bullshit. I figured it out while talking to good ol' Brook "Cooley" (The names are cute--in a trite kind of way.) at the Bloggers' Meetup. Use rapid-fire confusing questions to, in effect, dig a hole into the subconscience and then go for the programming sentences with oddly sequenced phrases. Dennis from Buffalo did a nice job on that one with his rapid-fire quiz about the relative locations of Youngstown and Cleveland. And, of course, he showed up at 24-hour Fitness today where I've also recently started seeing ol' Alex who worked at Peet's for a minute and tries to act like a hard ass. What a joke. He started going to the gym during the day instead of evenings for no particular reason right around the time ol' Peeping-Tom Don who likes creeping up behind people in the shower and talking about grilled chicken salad, stopped going. I know, Don--for a guy my age, my ass is still in decent shape, but despite some crazy things that get said, I don't swing that way. Sorry about that, bud. And, of course, ol' Chris showed up at the gym with his little smirk today, too.
Like it says in Hassan's book, there's nothing magical or mystical about this childish mind control game. It's all quite simple, actually: Isolate the person with defamation, destroy their self-esteem and sense of self with a steady stream of verbal abuse while establishing the ol' "direct line to the subconscience," right, Pete "Heldman?" (Yet another Michigan fan. The truth is, Ohio State spanks the Wolverines so handily and regularly, I don't mind seeing their fans at all. I know why you do it, though.) If that happens to fall apart later, just try and re-dig the hole with rapid-fire confusing questions like Brook Cooley that night.
Oh, and what about Heide from way down in Alabam on her 2-week little personal vay-cay to SF? I do not now nor will I ever accept the ridiculous, self-serving (for you) argument that if someone values privacy they must have something to hide. Oh, what a load of stupid fucking horse-shit that is. Oh, but she says there are people with no privacy who are rich. Eric likes running his mouth about rich people who live in Mexico. Oh, what else? Everyone's always suggesting all these fantastice things that never come true. Yep--I bought it for a while. You made a joke out of me for a good long stretch. Congratulations on a job well done. Just understand that I am of the mind that anyone who gets satisfaction out of doing it is mentally sick. A person just must have better, more constructive things to do. I repeat: it doesn't take a man to be part of such a large group fucking with one guy's head and trying to blackmail them. And if the issue is behavior modification or worse yet, "thought reform,", please understand that no one tells me what or how to think. The bottom line is I figured it all out and I'm not sure how I forgot this:
He who promises much, promises nothing.I never, ever asked for or agreed to any of this shit while knowledgable of the mind control aspect as fully as I am now. You successfully tricked me into thinking I wanted it. I figured it all out and I'm done with the game. I am not pursuing or interested in what has been suggested. Of course, when I figured out what ol' Steven "Heitman" was talking about, I was just excited because it was only recently then that the overt stalking had ended. You know--the ol' emotional pendulum. Yeah, I got that one, too. I was caught up in the moment and the realization of what he meant without understanding the mind-controlled "slave" aspect of it. I'm not cut out for it and I've never been interested. I know you've been using me for years without my knowledge. Also, since I suspect the group would accept, and possibly has accepted my brother, I definitely want no part of it. I realized recently that a big goal of mine is to be as unlike him as possible and I recall him making comments and doing things--i.e. jumping up to run out the door only saying, "I gotta go."-- indicating that he's in the organization. He's perfect for it. He's a born liar and he needs it for validation to make him feel, um... "big" and, dare I say it...intelligent? I, however, do not.
No thanks.
Double-bind this.
(It's amazing what an advantage there is to be gained from being open to suicide. (Is my figuring that out part of you "helping me grow?") I get the feeling this has something to do with the constant promotion of the precious convention of surviving simply for survival's sake. It's why you see homeless people walk around looking proud, thinking, "I'm a survivor!" It's the biggest mind-fuck of them all--next to marriage, maybe. ;-))
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