Regarding the nobody/anomaly

UKShep reported a while back on his Tavi thread.....that.....they tried the "two witnesses" scam on him....also?!

He doesn't always suspicious truths well....but I warned him that he might be hijacked as the understudy for a role in a script called "The Long Con".

Fair warning to him to back away from his obsessive path and laugh at it....lest...they set him up as a fool.

--no one is to be believed or trusted;
--avoid the Internet and walk at least six miles a day;
--Vitamin C...D3....exercise....solves all problems;

He's an attorney

Did you read his complaints?

It starts there....not at Glop or LOp or Fringe or COP or Doom junkie or the Cantina

so on glp i was reading a thread discussing the nobody gang-stalking and how no-one saw that coming. something like 'let them bait you and turn it around to punch them in the face' and all of the other threads i found all the posts seemed to gather an pick up in sync with events happening in my life. and yeah i know 'another ac nobody' i get that it could maybe be coincidental... i really didn't think it was anything to allow myself logically to fall prey to by identifying with the nobody archetype.

i was reading the gang-stalking thread because i had just gone through extreme gang-stalking after trying to help out the girl I love making claims about it happening but she was so distraught and the stresses between us immense that I started to doubt her and suggested mental priority over there other details first and that essentially made her leave back to her family. what i failed to remember was all the calls over the years she tried telling me and another previous relationship with her where she was trying to slowly hint to me what she was caught up in and ask for help. i also forgot that at the beginning of the year (last year before she moved in with me) i met this older dude that, in short, he was a spook and so was this other guy that was there and they were in control or re-establishing an underground trafficking network of guns and drugs (meth) and what i later found evidence of humans as well. they told me that they had with the help of younger 'members' of their gang black-op front thugs they got fake internet profiles setup on social media sites esp. Tumblr and during the rise of the hacktivist movements used these fake profiles to get contacts with those skills to form a black-hat hacker gang which they could supply with drugs and money to do their bidding. the hackers mostly don't know who these people directing them really are and don't much care either I'm sure. so they get these hackers to use webcams and cat-fishing techniques to blackmail others to do their bidding and recruit other members or at the least exploit and gang stalk individuals. <- that last bit is exactly what they were doing to the girl i love. Why? because she found out they were immoral and exploiting people and she only got involved via a promise of being part of a hacktivist group which would do something along the lines of anonymous but was instead blackmailed spied on and manipulated and exploited.

now after telling me these things about themselves and all about how they were the ones fucking with her and they were why she hadn't been able to get a hold of me for 3 years and why she was terrified. I asked who they were how they knew who she was and who i was. to quote 'we're spooks and you represent something we just cant abide. and together if you don't drop it we know your mom, your brothers, their children, we've known about you for a real long time.' then just threw in more absurdly obscure details about my life literally impossible for these strangers t know. and then said maybe she can come back to you but you have to get her to drop it and you have to forget what we told you or help us. so i pretended to not know what a spook was said OK just we will drop it but how do i forget. then the get me addicted to meth and tell me about how they have cartel connects that run the meth up here and they help distribute it. obviously. i then am addicted to meth by the time she is allowed back to me and i quit cold turkey before getting her which made trying to help way worse.

after she moves back home, i still don't drop it i go searching through tumblr, they move people in the apartment above me whom allow people i thought were friends to use it to hack me and very audibly talk about me and get me angry, they break in my apartment and write illegibly on everything, and follow me and my mom when we drive places. my brother chased someone off his porch and everyone around me who were once friends and now seem involved hint constantly that there is something to know but that's all they will say. I'm driven to a breaking point but use the 'insanity' to act like the want to effect me to so they get sloppy. i gather info and remember the threat at the beginning of the year and that plus the gang-stalking confirms my loves claims (who i might mention in early age she suffered a trauma that left her scared) (i know more coincidental detail). I go publicly extra nuts to get all eyes on me hoping to get anyone to look into things which ended up backfiring and working in some ways. the investigation ensued but was mostly apparently on whether i was a danger to her even though it was all in order to get her taken seriously that i did anything. and then none of the investigators sat down with either of us individually or took our evidence and the first cops i approached in the same breath advised a psych evaluation while also asking if i was sure it wasn't ghosts... then proceed to go to the guys house and literally ask hey do you have a network f hackers harassing a girl and sell meth and are harassing this man? oh, no? OK bye! make sure to hide any evidence while I leave you here with this tip-off! and before the other PD we worked with finally sat us down 10k was deposited in her parents pockets and the next day we were told nothing was happening and we should get help. and also the only cop that actually was going to sit down and advise me and help me, claiming he was aware of what was going on and that there is much to it all, whom also was about t be appointed the C.I. for the entire county within a day or two was bumped off to the next town as a beat cop.

now i know, archetypes are just that and many fit the role... that saying among the events that have occurred and the dates of posts on glp occurring in sync and describing nearly in detail as vaguely as they do on these forums in general... the weirdest one was when either Zim or LTHN said 'I just heard him laughing a delightful sound to hear' like seconds after I laughed out loud. and some one else described 'he knew through all this his father would be with him through it all'. there's been mention of his brothers. and just a lot of no just simply vague details relating to a lot and many descriptions getting damn near on point. and still i don't mean to assume or claim i am the one discussed and know damn well it could all be a psyop (which seems t be to character assassinate and maybe get someone to hurt someone else to keep their own hands clean). I don't know the deal though other than obviously being groomed to maybe take over a criminal enterprise or some form of agency or society.

now i rather don't care for the religious terminology but around 2012 I had the experience of a near od on 150-170 mg of adderall, 10 beers, unknown amounts of shots, and an accidental first time on extacy. I figured i was gonna die and lost my shit cuz it was in a redneck bar while me bro was bar tending and i said dude i need you to call mom i need to get out of here I'm dying no clue where i am and I'm probably gonna die and just got robbed at knife point. his response was i was embarrassing him and to fuck off, anyways i got way enraged via the drugs and loss of self control and got my little bro to get me home and i immediately got in my car to go back and break out the windows of my brothers truck (there was no stopping me not even myself) well it was about 12:00 Christmas eve (no joke lol) and while going about 80 around a 25 mph hard curve down a hill i hit black ice and spun out and time slowed down and I remember a pretty bad wreck honestly and i could fell my heart slowing my breathing stopping and in the rear view could just see I was dead. and then i realized this brightness and it was like you like all NDE's it was calling and I almost look but I'm like no I'm not worthy of that who am i to that? and it laughed and said no look at me its fine look. and I've never seen such splendor or paradox. infinite in color, infinite and finitude, unblinding ultimate luminescence, a bright bright consciousness simultaneously dark and silent and singing in innumerable chorus and thunder, it was an immense presence out of time and yet present, and loving and kind and at first thought it was to me a bunch of concentric circles of innumerable brilliant lights spinning counter clockwise then the opposite direction as you approached the center and then i realized no its a spiral I'm staring down the center and i look at the emanations and the rays of these circles of the spiral were double-helix spirals them selves fractal repeating and spinning and speaking and spilling to to everything, my arms, my breath, the world and all of it and that this was me and i was it or i was it through me, and it just kept laughing and said its OK, yes yes this is real, you have know, you have been looking and i am that, and i was just in awe and communicating with it is like hearing an infinite amount of words and tongues at once and it kept saying come on now its OK you can come with me, and i said please know please my mother thinks her children's problems were her fault and this isn't how she should lose me not like this this will be to painful for everyone i can't go yet please, and it laughed and said OK you don't have to come and don't worry your are with me and i will be with you for you have not followed a religion but you never stopped searching and you alone (all alone themselves) are the way to find me if correctly sought... now you don;t have to come with me yet but i will use you now, it will be a long journey, their will be much more pain, but i can use you if you are willing, and i said yes yes please that's all I've ever wanted, and it showed me what might happen (after asking what it meant by using and after it laughed at me) and then i saw why it laughed because it was an immense instantaneous translation of all possible narratives and how time diverges with choice and human autonomy so the answer could not be certain until the time itself manifest. and i cried and i thanked it and asked forgiveness and it laughed again and said again don't lose this don't forget this and you will at times pull further from this experience as one must to do work by my will in the linear muddy material of life, pain is coming, much more pain, and loss but don't lose this don't forget that i am here i am all i am you and through you no matter how sloppy and bleak things get through you the time will come you will be shown many things and through you great things may be done and as you have seen though they might be small to others maybe to yourself even they are as of now through me, through you, and you are forgive, don't forget this, don't forget me, don't forget that this awaits you and more and i am in you and i am in all and rest assured you are not lost as you have been told and will be told, let this be the proof I am here, will always be, do not forget this is, I am, and through all I move, and when the time comes you may not understand it but don't forget you've chosen and that I am the truth with and within you. And in an instant i was snapped back out of it almost forgetting it in some ways the wreck i remember apparently undone dust still settling around the car which was slightly in a ditch but only like one tire, and instantly back to the rage and destroying my brothers truck... yadda yadda ... mushroom trip at the beginning of the year and I hear it again through the moon no doubt the same voice and it said the time is coming, you haven't for got me, I'm sorry you've hurt, the pain is not over, but i am still hear, and i cried and said I know thank you i know thank you thank you, yadda yadda, week later the threat from the spook. and her moving in and all that was after and what I have learned is that these guys claiming to be spooks are using social media and data collection and satanic cults and occult practices 'secret societies' to both practice neo-totalitarian Freudian-bernesian control / propaganda on citizens with the new fields uncharted which is social media to push for a far left far right movement which will result in militant actions on both sides and/or to corrupt values ruin lives and ruin the activist community that was forming against the elite corporate, black budget, covert ops, and the CIA-drug-trade-trafficking network which funds the 'cultic rites of the elite rich and whom believe their blood lines matter and want to keep the secret of the truth that a universal mind/ creative force /intelligince is a reality and can be realized within the individual on their own' and trust me this experience deletes their control over you and possibly by interfacing the source and realizing the real true light within you (religions unnecessary though not necessarily evil them selves) and that death truly is not a really thing and consciousness persists after death (though not egoistic personality) and trust me it is a glorious beautiful and truly ineffable thing. (i recently read the Pymander - Poimandre - hermetic text) and damn that was very much it. And also i want to say that Before that experience I was struggling to find answers to my nihilism but only through philosophy and zen/dao and had never looked into any sort of experience that would have influenced psychologically what I saw. And I have tripped, I have experimented with countless drugs. I expect dmt to be similar in a sense but never and not since have I seen this. But i feel it all every where always. Sahasrara also is something i found when afterwards while looking for anyone that had seen this before, other similarities are the Ezekiel wheel, the 7 rung later and the 8th invisible (allegorical to chakras IMO).

I wrote a book (weird one) immediately after in a weird allegorical fashion. If anyone's interested....

I've gotten way off topic here now, I'm really not trying to claim to be this person, but things I've said to people show up in posts sub-textually through the role-playing and meta-syntax, some directly at the moment they happen, they talk about being connected to source, and a nobody, and the WOS and if she betrayed him (she was manipulated and stuck and her family is involved), the connection to cartel, CIA, mind-control, secrecy, character assassination, the threats, the connection to the f'd up secret societal practices, pedo-gate, fast and furious, the amount of people that have been mentioning CIA friends around me...

I am nothing really, a starving artist with a lot of free time that has relatively decent intelligence and learning ability, a crazy good memory, had what seems to have had the 8th rung ladder experience, a decent writer, don't want fame, just want to get rid of fake people by changing people for the better and have a love strong enough to figure out (or try to) something sounding this absurd for what I consider my soul-mate. Shit, one time a Hopi-native spoke at our school in fifth grade and said referring to me having chosen me to speak with him in front of the assembly that he is hopeful and happy because he thinks he had found the Pahana. Which I'm also not claiming to be. OH, and in 2013 A fucking black-triangle UFO (alien or not - i vote military) came down right in my backyard and just hovered there and after having just read about drones spying on citizens and not knowing what else to do because fuck is that experience just paralyzing... I flipped the fucking thing off while dragging on my cigarette, lol. But, what in the hell how many coincidences can one life have. And of the recent barrage on me alone... why? Other than talking about maybe finding a way to make an atomic bomb version of code, helping someone I loved, ans my weird esoteric and UFO experience and skills as a Graphic Designer.... why?

Again, not claiming to be this person. But that time someone wrote 'just heard him laughing' like a second-1 minute after in a thread where everything was eerily like bordering on explicitly referencing what had / was happening really threw me for a loop. Any,ways, idk. Why I'm posting RN. (oh yeah and before my G-ma died she told my mom she thought ' I would be the one to break through.' and 'Follow the blue butterflies and she will be there'

It is the culmination of a centuries long war against God by the so-called Illuminati.
One small sliver of a plot to fool the incarnation of the Creator into creating hell and heaven, which precludes a separation from God that many exist.  To do this the Illuminati planned to send billions to hell. the plan failed, and though they still attempt some mild manipulations of the incarnation, it war is over now.

He won't become known.

That's a simple Interpretation.

More like take over for his own purposes.

Whatever you got he will take.

Take your Spot.

Unless He Recognises your Divine Mature.

Never

MS media is a Cia-Masonic corrupt NWO dino

They don't like dissent or challenges to their dubious social mask

He would only be known as some kind of criminal by the shitheaded, compartmentalizations idiots known as law enforcement ( who have deployed vigilantes to do the dirty work like killing his cats).

He's the Hermit from Magus from Fool.....no Hero is scripted.

Yes

What answers are you really looking for?


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