I think I was programmed from my early childhood to represent an archetype of eternal youth and heroism and for bringing hope and inspiration to people like you. Before, one of the worst things I had to fight was being at immediate risk, (and eventually being victimized) of being infected by the ideology and mentality of masons seemingly aspiring to become Illuminati.
Let me tell you my story: I am sure that I was somewhat programmed since being a toddler with particular things that remembering them now at 30 tell a story as if they were sygns or omens separate parts of a bigger tale. It may sound very disparaging for those that do not believe in the doctrine of the transmigration of the soul (ie: reincarnation) I, find sygns that tell me about who I was in previous lives. I tell you just because I am always voluntarily keeping an open mind since I am a yogi and I like to be open minded always. This correlates with how much vulnerable to psychic attack and mind control I have put myself since I became an awakened person and started being spiritual.
Having many [ex] kin-women, like a grand mother and six grand aunts, and aunts that practice degenerate forms of witchcraft, and being fed Disney all through my childhood I was in some way being prepared for some future event to become more ensnared in their demoniac and enviously jaundiced culture of mind control and black magic works.
I forgot to tell something important about my [ex] lineage. These [ex] kin are mostly from a family from Sicilly that in NYC is one of the most infamous names of the mafia. But my [ex] lineage came from Italy to South America instead of going to US. I bet they could not get a visa like the ones who eventually will become Mafiosi in NYC of so demonic they were. Very serious: seven sisters witches, grand mother and grand aunts. So to speak.
I was generally dissociative and mentally deaf until 21 years old. I was very much empirical minded and thought that phenomena like telepathy and mind control could only be possible if the subjects experimenting it were in the same room. I thought that I knew about the mind, but in fact I was spiritually dead. Still, I had feelings and emotions. I perceived some of the elements of the mind and other planes but as I told, I was not mentally sound by any means, and until 21 was when I have suffered the most.
The years that followed, although they were worst that when spiritually asleep before 21, I started having a full blown personality and discovering what was the reason of having a so full of misery childhood and adolescence: constant tendencies to dissolution of my belongings (this was far worst when I was a child), subliminal telepathic hypnotism, black magic and demonology against me. I started to fight them spiritually. I am sorry for the ex-[deprogrammed]monarchs that will read this, but just before being awakened by God's grace at 21, I had came to the lowest point in my social and personal history, and I also became too much influenced, because I started going out with the daughter of a mason.
She told me how she was traumatized when she was a kid. Not like in US, more of a light version of it. She never saw his father the mason illuminatus aspirant [seemingly] burning up alive or skinning alive a kid, but she has seen how his father burnt up to a mishmash of plastic her and her sisters' toys.
She loved too much her Rosicrucian mother and says that hates her Masonic father. She never told me nothing more about other traumas perpetrated against she or her belongings, but after going out for one year and a half I came to know she a little and can tell that she was traumatized in some ways.
For instance, she never gave up her alleged virginity to me. Meanwhile I was loving she very much. But she was the most shy and sexually neurotic kid I have had as a girlfriend.
That is why back then, at 20 years I started living a very difficult life. I think I have upset much more my former enemies and the new ones (acquired after this girlfriend) because of my awakening.
In those days, as I have read that happens when the illuminati are involved, my girlfriend, her mother and one of her sisters that lived together were in the dire straits of bankruptcy and displacement by the negligence of a businessman that owned them money of a property they sold through him.
They had nobody to ask for help when they were kicked out from where they were living. Only the mason father of the girls. They did, and this man gave them an abandoned house "of the family", near to a cemetery, to stay until they could better their situation.
I spent three or four days with them in that house. Let me tell you that I have not seen nothing comparable to the furniture and the paintings that I have seen in that downtrodden abandoned house. The shapes of the bourgeois furniture and satanic themes of the paintings were of a decidedly macabre tone.
My awakening changed me completely from being an empirical minded, innocent creature to the state of mental power and spiritual identity. For those who do not understand me, search for "Nirvikalpa Samadhi" and read what is. That is what I have lived at 21 after three years doing yoga almost continually.
By some unfortunate reason, by August of 1998 when my awakening occurred I was being less and less with the mason's daughter but I was already hooked in their strata of degradation and mental strife, because I was hanging out with a group of new friends from the school in a spot in the downtown less than 1 kilometer from the Masonic temple.
My very strange and spoiled life became a hell on earth, because I did not have any spiritual training as a way to cope with the weak points of the novelty of the mental power of being awakened.
I was rescued by my father who lives in US and took me there in November of 1999. I was not seeing him for the last 6 or 7 years and he had changed completely my perspectives on life, specially because in those months of late '98 and '99 I was completely wasted, physically, socially and morally, for hanging out in a spot so nearby to the Masonic temple. I was convinced of not having any future and everything started to appear worthless to me.
I feel that the people who prosecutes other people mentally, emotionally, electronically or in whatever way is people in the lowest rung of evolution. They are people of demonic nature that are so much unfortunate, wrong and empty that they cannot tolerate freedom, fortune, beauty, prospects, a better future nor any other good quality in those who are truly superior to them in character, love, wealth, spirituality, morals, social class, beauty, etc.
I know that supposedly only God can judge who is inferior or superior, but I am an awakened person; I am not God but I am in a situation of clairvoyance that lets me judge somebody for his/her actions.
I have lived in India in my twenties. I have not experienced the bad things I have experienced here in Occident. To give you an example: in India I have never heard any voices telling nothing negative to me. The [few] voices I heard in India were friendly and loving. Except when I was remembering Occident.
The opinion that I have is that my neighbors are overpowered by the rest of my enemies and they (being also my enemies out of basically the covetousness and envious greed they express) take the toil of prosecuting me mentally.
Those of you who have been prosecuted mentally, have you stopped to think what kind of person is who is eager to do it?
It is the empty, unfortunate and envious people that cannot tolerate their victim's superior surfeits of leisure, superior social connections, superior knowledge, higher feelings and so on. . .
I will tell you what they do to me: they think they have the emotional monopoly of the neighborhood. . . they think they are the only ones allowed to feel cool emotions and vibes and use the method of denying me each time I start feeling a cool emotion or vibe.
Yet, I have being a victim of emotional flatness for all the time that I have lived in this house because the envy of the jaundiced neighbors, even before the ones that deny me moved to the back of my house.
When I was younger I always suffered emotional drainage. Then I have lived in many other places also but did not have this problem. It is obvious that here, in this working-class district, there is no space for kindness, since this district is a district of slaughterhouses and butcheries; one of the worst districts of Buenos Aires City.
And when I returned, after four years abroad, I found the new neighbors who are persons of the worst character. I do not know how is it possible. I think they take advantage of my way of being. I do not know how they are able to check the cool emotions when I start feeling them.
It goes like this: when I start feeling the blow of a superb vibe I hear "NO" in my mind or sometimes the sound comes clearly from the back of the house, where they live. After the "NO" is heard, the cool vibe/feeling/emotion is always gone. They are emotionally flat sensory crooks, I can't find any other word for it, because I don't honor them calling them vampires, because they are more like leeches or worms.
I discovered my ailment of emotional flatness as early as 1992, when I was 15 years. And since then, in this district of hills of abbatoirs, it continues. I have read Dion Fortune's book about psychic crooks and noted that she is true when she prescribes leaving the place where the psychic crooks operate as the most reliable cure to the problem.
Thanks to discovering my problem at 15, which I did in a moment of enlightenment when I asked myself why I was loosing it, why the cool emotions were living me, and the response was that it was because I've started to smoke cigarettes.
Because of this adolescent trauma, I was always very much inclined to learn about feelings and emotions. In India I have acquired a great wealth of knowledge about it, and I have learned a thing fundamental to the exchange of feelings.
Feelings are exchanged only among equals. As a matter of fact, I would prefer emotional flatness to exchange feelings with such outcast demonic neighbors, but monopolizing the mind and the spirit of a place and/or person the way they do is not fair. They hate when somebody out of love and empathy blows my mind and start denying me and the feelings, out of envy and covetousness.
It goes without saying that I have to be more careful than needed because they also try to mess me up using myself as their agent. If I do not concentrate my mind, they try to control me by hypnotism; for me to do my things wrongly.
I believe that they think they have the right to hinder my social life. They know that I having a girlfriend or something of the like will mean the power of humbling them emotionally. . . but that is not all.
The voices seem to think that they may have some power over me and over how I may plan, execute and reap the fruits of my actions, because they also deny me when I start working for my benefit.
It is very annoying. . . but I will not leave the place in a hurry, because they seem unable to cope with my perspective of my future in a much better place than this. While staying, I take pleasure on thinking that I am leaving to have more than what I already have, no less, and in a much better place.
But they seem to want me leaving fast. I return them their tortures with the denying of leaving in a haste to something uncertain, and with a constant work of tantric warfare that I inject in them every day.
But they insist, because some other of the voices I hear say to me "Go away."
I have read Springmeier and Wheeler's book, "{The Illuminati Formula Used to Create an Undetectable Total Mind Controlled Slave}" you may have discerned it. I just could not expect freemasonry being that.
I must admit that I wanted to visit the Masonic temple's library. I must thank God of having made them so a private cult, because I was not allowed to enter it and after having read the book of Fritz and Cisco I am thankful that my search for occult knowledge about Satan in the Masonic temple's library ended that way.
It is because I have read that book that I have finally understood why my life became so miserable when I became an awakened person. . . I had to regain my spiritual identity fast and I was inevitably goaded by the mental, emotional and social hardships of those days of 9 years before.
For many people it may appear that I fell from the pan of Buenos Aires City Downtown Masonic temple surroundings because I did the most predictable step for a self taught yogi and rose to the fire of the Hare Krishnas for learning devotional yoga (bhakti).
After remembering God and being able to feel in Krishna's temple as in my own house what sad irony is that my biggest house, the Hare Krishnas, is infiltrated by the Illuminati.
I lived with the Hare Krishnas many, many months and was told some very alarming things. But they were told to me in a very poetic manner that I did not grasp the gravity of the situation. Like the hare-krishna movement being infiltrated by the CIA and the illuminati.
I did not know about the illuminati when I began learning until which point ISKCON is infiltrated by "demons" as how they are called within the movement.
I must admit that when staying in a Hare Krishna city were these demons live I have had the worst nightmare of my life. In it I was given by a guru and his cronies to a devil who was about to rape me, but I had the power to wake up before he achieved it.
Now I want to tell you other very sad story pertaining my first days in ISKCON in Shreedam Mayapur when I was in India. I was 24 years, so much already brainwashed by one month living in a Hare Krishna ashram in Buenos Aires that I trusted the devotees blindly.
I have let a CDs folder with my complete collection of info of all my life to a Russian ISKCON devotee to find a few hours later that my two most important CDs were scratched and beyond all apparent way of fixing them.
In those CDs I had the log of my digital life, like logs of chatting with friends, background work of my arts, letters, and such things that I was collecting through the years and appreciated very much since I am never very eager to purge my files because I like redundancy with my info. . . I do not know what happened, but what a coincidence that not one of my CDs with software was scratched like the ones with personal data.
This only meant that I was still prosecuted by demons obsessed with making me lose stuff, and if this story has a beginning middle and end, the tragedy with the miser russian krishna was the middle point of it, because this will continue in the future and I yet don't know it, but can see it coming.
Let me tell you my story: I am sure that I was somewhat programmed since being a toddler with particular things that remembering them now at 30 tell a story as if they were sygns or omens separate parts of a bigger tale. It may sound very disparaging for those that do not believe in the doctrine of the transmigration of the soul (ie: reincarnation) I, find sygns that tell me about who I was in previous lives. I tell you just because I am always voluntarily keeping an open mind since I am a yogi and I like to be open minded always. This correlates with how much vulnerable to psychic attack and mind control I have put myself since I became an awakened person and started being spiritual.
Having many [ex] kin-women, like a grand mother and six grand aunts, and aunts that practice degenerate forms of witchcraft, and being fed Disney all through my childhood I was in some way being prepared for some future event to become more ensnared in their demoniac and enviously jaundiced culture of mind control and black magic works.
I forgot to tell something important about my [ex] lineage. These [ex] kin are mostly from a family from Sicilly that in NYC is one of the most infamous names of the mafia. But my [ex] lineage came from Italy to South America instead of going to US. I bet they could not get a visa like the ones who eventually will become Mafiosi in NYC of so demonic they were. Very serious: seven sisters witches, grand mother and grand aunts. So to speak.
I was generally dissociative and mentally deaf until 21 years old. I was very much empirical minded and thought that phenomena like telepathy and mind control could only be possible if the subjects experimenting it were in the same room. I thought that I knew about the mind, but in fact I was spiritually dead. Still, I had feelings and emotions. I perceived some of the elements of the mind and other planes but as I told, I was not mentally sound by any means, and until 21 was when I have suffered the most.
The years that followed, although they were worst that when spiritually asleep before 21, I started having a full blown personality and discovering what was the reason of having a so full of misery childhood and adolescence: constant tendencies to dissolution of my belongings (this was far worst when I was a child), subliminal telepathic hypnotism, black magic and demonology against me. I started to fight them spiritually. I am sorry for the ex-[deprogrammed]monarchs that will read this, but just before being awakened by God's grace at 21, I had came to the lowest point in my social and personal history, and I also became too much influenced, because I started going out with the daughter of a mason.
She told me how she was traumatized when she was a kid. Not like in US, more of a light version of it. She never saw his father the mason illuminatus aspirant [seemingly] burning up alive or skinning alive a kid, but she has seen how his father burnt up to a mishmash of plastic her and her sisters' toys.
She loved too much her Rosicrucian mother and says that hates her Masonic father. She never told me nothing more about other traumas perpetrated against she or her belongings, but after going out for one year and a half I came to know she a little and can tell that she was traumatized in some ways.
For instance, she never gave up her alleged virginity to me. Meanwhile I was loving she very much. But she was the most shy and sexually neurotic kid I have had as a girlfriend.
That is why back then, at 20 years I started living a very difficult life. I think I have upset much more my former enemies and the new ones (acquired after this girlfriend) because of my awakening.
In those days, as I have read that happens when the illuminati are involved, my girlfriend, her mother and one of her sisters that lived together were in the dire straits of bankruptcy and displacement by the negligence of a businessman that owned them money of a property they sold through him.
They had nobody to ask for help when they were kicked out from where they were living. Only the mason father of the girls. They did, and this man gave them an abandoned house "of the family", near to a cemetery, to stay until they could better their situation.
I spent three or four days with them in that house. Let me tell you that I have not seen nothing comparable to the furniture and the paintings that I have seen in that downtrodden abandoned house. The shapes of the bourgeois furniture and satanic themes of the paintings were of a decidedly macabre tone.
My awakening changed me completely from being an empirical minded, innocent creature to the state of mental power and spiritual identity. For those who do not understand me, search for "Nirvikalpa Samadhi" and read what is. That is what I have lived at 21 after three years doing yoga almost continually.
By some unfortunate reason, by August of 1998 when my awakening occurred I was being less and less with the mason's daughter but I was already hooked in their strata of degradation and mental strife, because I was hanging out with a group of new friends from the school in a spot in the downtown less than 1 kilometer from the Masonic temple.
My very strange and spoiled life became a hell on earth, because I did not have any spiritual training as a way to cope with the weak points of the novelty of the mental power of being awakened.
I was rescued by my father who lives in US and took me there in November of 1999. I was not seeing him for the last 6 or 7 years and he had changed completely my perspectives on life, specially because in those months of late '98 and '99 I was completely wasted, physically, socially and morally, for hanging out in a spot so nearby to the Masonic temple. I was convinced of not having any future and everything started to appear worthless to me.
I feel that the people who prosecutes other people mentally, emotionally, electronically or in whatever way is people in the lowest rung of evolution. They are people of demonic nature that are so much unfortunate, wrong and empty that they cannot tolerate freedom, fortune, beauty, prospects, a better future nor any other good quality in those who are truly superior to them in character, love, wealth, spirituality, morals, social class, beauty, etc.
I know that supposedly only God can judge who is inferior or superior, but I am an awakened person; I am not God but I am in a situation of clairvoyance that lets me judge somebody for his/her actions.
I have lived in India in my twenties. I have not experienced the bad things I have experienced here in Occident. To give you an example: in India I have never heard any voices telling nothing negative to me. The [few] voices I heard in India were friendly and loving. Except when I was remembering Occident.
The opinion that I have is that my neighbors are overpowered by the rest of my enemies and they (being also my enemies out of basically the covetousness and envious greed they express) take the toil of prosecuting me mentally.
Those of you who have been prosecuted mentally, have you stopped to think what kind of person is who is eager to do it?
It is the empty, unfortunate and envious people that cannot tolerate their victim's superior surfeits of leisure, superior social connections, superior knowledge, higher feelings and so on. . .
I will tell you what they do to me: they think they have the emotional monopoly of the neighborhood. . . they think they are the only ones allowed to feel cool emotions and vibes and use the method of denying me each time I start feeling a cool emotion or vibe.
Yet, I have being a victim of emotional flatness for all the time that I have lived in this house because the envy of the jaundiced neighbors, even before the ones that deny me moved to the back of my house.
When I was younger I always suffered emotional drainage. Then I have lived in many other places also but did not have this problem. It is obvious that here, in this working-class district, there is no space for kindness, since this district is a district of slaughterhouses and butcheries; one of the worst districts of Buenos Aires City.
And when I returned, after four years abroad, I found the new neighbors who are persons of the worst character. I do not know how is it possible. I think they take advantage of my way of being. I do not know how they are able to check the cool emotions when I start feeling them.
It goes like this: when I start feeling the blow of a superb vibe I hear "NO" in my mind or sometimes the sound comes clearly from the back of the house, where they live. After the "NO" is heard, the cool vibe/feeling/emotion is always gone. They are emotionally flat sensory crooks, I can't find any other word for it, because I don't honor them calling them vampires, because they are more like leeches or worms.
I discovered my ailment of emotional flatness as early as 1992, when I was 15 years. And since then, in this district of hills of abbatoirs, it continues. I have read Dion Fortune's book about psychic crooks and noted that she is true when she prescribes leaving the place where the psychic crooks operate as the most reliable cure to the problem.
Thanks to discovering my problem at 15, which I did in a moment of enlightenment when I asked myself why I was loosing it, why the cool emotions were living me, and the response was that it was because I've started to smoke cigarettes.
Because of this adolescent trauma, I was always very much inclined to learn about feelings and emotions. In India I have acquired a great wealth of knowledge about it, and I have learned a thing fundamental to the exchange of feelings.
Feelings are exchanged only among equals. As a matter of fact, I would prefer emotional flatness to exchange feelings with such outcast demonic neighbors, but monopolizing the mind and the spirit of a place and/or person the way they do is not fair. They hate when somebody out of love and empathy blows my mind and start denying me and the feelings, out of envy and covetousness.
It goes without saying that I have to be more careful than needed because they also try to mess me up using myself as their agent. If I do not concentrate my mind, they try to control me by hypnotism; for me to do my things wrongly.
I believe that they think they have the right to hinder my social life. They know that I having a girlfriend or something of the like will mean the power of humbling them emotionally. . . but that is not all.
The voices seem to think that they may have some power over me and over how I may plan, execute and reap the fruits of my actions, because they also deny me when I start working for my benefit.
It is very annoying. . . but I will not leave the place in a hurry, because they seem unable to cope with my perspective of my future in a much better place than this. While staying, I take pleasure on thinking that I am leaving to have more than what I already have, no less, and in a much better place.
But they seem to want me leaving fast. I return them their tortures with the denying of leaving in a haste to something uncertain, and with a constant work of tantric warfare that I inject in them every day.
But they insist, because some other of the voices I hear say to me "Go away."
I have read Springmeier and Wheeler's book, "{The Illuminati Formula Used to Create an Undetectable Total Mind Controlled Slave}" you may have discerned it. I just could not expect freemasonry being that.
I must admit that I wanted to visit the Masonic temple's library. I must thank God of having made them so a private cult, because I was not allowed to enter it and after having read the book of Fritz and Cisco I am thankful that my search for occult knowledge about Satan in the Masonic temple's library ended that way.
It is because I have read that book that I have finally understood why my life became so miserable when I became an awakened person. . . I had to regain my spiritual identity fast and I was inevitably goaded by the mental, emotional and social hardships of those days of 9 years before.
For many people it may appear that I fell from the pan of Buenos Aires City Downtown Masonic temple surroundings because I did the most predictable step for a self taught yogi and rose to the fire of the Hare Krishnas for learning devotional yoga (bhakti).
After remembering God and being able to feel in Krishna's temple as in my own house what sad irony is that my biggest house, the Hare Krishnas, is infiltrated by the Illuminati.
I lived with the Hare Krishnas many, many months and was told some very alarming things. But they were told to me in a very poetic manner that I did not grasp the gravity of the situation. Like the hare-krishna movement being infiltrated by the CIA and the illuminati.
I did not know about the illuminati when I began learning until which point ISKCON is infiltrated by "demons" as how they are called within the movement.
I must admit that when staying in a Hare Krishna city were these demons live I have had the worst nightmare of my life. In it I was given by a guru and his cronies to a devil who was about to rape me, but I had the power to wake up before he achieved it.
Now I want to tell you other very sad story pertaining my first days in ISKCON in Shreedam Mayapur when I was in India. I was 24 years, so much already brainwashed by one month living in a Hare Krishna ashram in Buenos Aires that I trusted the devotees blindly.
I have let a CDs folder with my complete collection of info of all my life to a Russian ISKCON devotee to find a few hours later that my two most important CDs were scratched and beyond all apparent way of fixing them.
In those CDs I had the log of my digital life, like logs of chatting with friends, background work of my arts, letters, and such things that I was collecting through the years and appreciated very much since I am never very eager to purge my files because I like redundancy with my info. . . I do not know what happened, but what a coincidence that not one of my CDs with software was scratched like the ones with personal data.
This only meant that I was still prosecuted by demons obsessed with making me lose stuff, and if this story has a beginning middle and end, the tragedy with the miser russian krishna was the middle point of it, because this will continue in the future and I yet don't know it, but can see it coming.
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