MIND CONTROL AND THE MUSIC INDUSTRY

We busted out of class had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three-minute record than we ever learned in school
Tonight i heart the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes and follow your dreams down

We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winter's night with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender

Now young faces grow sad and old and hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
I'm ready to grow young again
And hear your sister's voice calling us home across the open yards
Believin' we could cut someplace of our own
With these drums and these guitars

We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, believe me, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, believe me, no surrender

Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
But it's good to see your smiling face and to hear your voice again
We could sleep in the twilight by the river side
With a wide open country in our hearts
And these romantic dreams in our heads

We made a promise...

In Peace,
BlueAngel

If you've ever read this singer/songwriter's explanation about this song, it differs from the actual lyrics.

Sounds like the blood brother is a female because at the end he talks about romantic dreams in their heads.

The words "No surrender, no Retreat" were posted on his site quite often. I'm sure, for my eyes so they could attempt to KEEP ME IMPRISONED ON HIS SITE AND SO FAR REMOVED FROM REALITY, DEPENDENT UPON THEM THINKING THEY WERE MY HEROS FROM THE PAST AND THEN ABANDON ME, SO THEY COULD ACCOMPLISH A PSYCHOLOGICAL BREAK-DOWN.

There is another song with a line something like:

"there is a war outside, but you say it's not ours to win anymore."

This was used as reinforcement. As if in the past, I left him because I wasn't interested in pursuing the exposing of the cult.

I find it odd that this song, No Surrender, No Retreat, The Promised Land and another were used by Kerry during his campaign for Presidency.

During Kerry's campaign for Presidency, he repeated the words, "Help is on the Way" quite often.

At times, while on HIS site, when I was feeling the flight response, sensing something was not right with me and THEM, posters would post those words to keep me believing something was going to materialize. Which, of course, it did not. To keep me hangin' on to some fairy-tale/dream. As in one of the verses in a song: "fairy-tale so tragic, no prince to break the spell."

This also was used, I believe, to insinuate that somehow a politician was in the know about this so all would be okay. I was protected.

However, this is bizarre, because while on his site I indicated I had been used as a child to seuxally blackmail Kerry.

The link is clear now. Is it not?

When, I said this on the site, the site was shut down for hours. This, I believe because I was not meant to report this information on HIS site.

My contention is that the OTHERS were there as well.

After harrassment, similar to what I've received here, but that which I was not capable of dealing with completely, due to the psychological operation, tricks, altered state of consciousness, etc., a poster asked me, "how's it hangin'?"

At this point, I was livid at all of them. I replied, don't speak to me or something to that effect and he replied, "Why, you know I love you, dear."

When I was feeling suicidal from all the jerking around, I went on the site and this same poster posted the lyrics to a song with a verse something like:

"Is my baby dead, no she's alive, oh, she danced herself to death."

This, the reason I know I am being listened in on and for other reasons stated on this thread.

This, of course, was so contradictory in nature, I thought, these people are purposely masking their true motives with confusion.

They have NOTHING I need or ANYTHING I want. They are out to destroy me.

Another time, when the site was being overrun with people upset over HIS political stance, I began posting information about Cheney.

I was told by the same poster who said, "You know I love you dear," to keep it quiet.

Gee, I wonder why?

In Peace,
BlueAngel

[cold]

To destroy something you must first have something.

cold wrote:
To destroy something you must first have something.

We know you don't recognize people as something.

So, I'll just leave it at that.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

So, therefore,

While I was on HIS site, I received an email that said:

"It's a fantabulous night for a moondance."

Hence, anytime I heard this song on the radio it's intention was to bring about DREAMING about HIM, BETA programming.

Fantasizing.

And, I heard it often.

"I want to make love to you tonight, I can't wait for the morning to come."

In otherwords, longing for something that would never happen.

I also received an email asking, "Miss me?"

I received a PM stating that HE would no longer be posting on the site.

I suppose I was to feel LOST without him. At this point, I was so disgusted, I yelled something back.

I mean, HE/THEY were talking to me as if NOTHING had happened. As if they weren't responsible for psychological abuse.

HE replied, "I didn't mean anything ILL by it."

That was all.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

I received a personal email regarding stock quotes.

At the bottom is the following message:

He had a pair of blankets in his lap. Is it sticking out, twinkling cheerily in the sun, just waiting for someone to come along and see it while you sit here wasting what may be your last chance?

I can end all of this for both of us.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

There was a time when it was said, "I'm not going to f*ck it up this time."

I received a personal email:

At the top, it reads:

EXCUSE ME MR. (Take note: Mister)

SPAM FOLLOWS!

At the bottom it reads:

Yours truly,

"My email waste your time? faults again."

I assume the "My email waste your time?" refers to the comment I made to my husband about having WASTED my time on HIS site and with THEM.

I did not respond to these emails.

So, how did they hear what I was saying?

WE know the answer.

Another email reads at the top:

"Hiya"

Spam follows:

At the bottom it reads:

Yours Sincerely,

"My email waste your time? did it again - sorry"

Did what again?

F*uck it up?

It was intentional.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Bump!

In Peace,
BlueAngel

LaDomino said:

"Go out; find someone who makes you feel like you exist, and you for them. Thus, the false love is born’."

Actually, it's more like this:

Become, against your own free will, the victim of a mind control "satanic cult."

Be used as a sex slave within the music industry.

Through altered states of consciousness and loss of control over one's mind, be forced to love your handler/controller who is abusive and whom you do not love.

Or, enter the site decades later of the famous musician who was your past controller/handler whom HE/THEY tried to force you to love in the past, and through the same techniques, attempt to re-create this FALSE LOVE.

Thank goodness I'm not blind and don't accept as you do that love is everywhere.

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Candy's Room
Bruce Springsteen

In candy's room there are pictures of her heroes on the wall
But to get to candy's room you gotta walk the darkness of candy's hall
Strangers from the city call my baby's number and they bring her toys
When i come knocking she smiles pretty she knows i wanna be cany's boy
There's a sadness hidden in that pretty face
A sadness all her own from which no man can keep candy safe

We kiss my heart's pumpin' to my brain
The blood rushes in my veins fire rushes towards the sky
We go driving deep into the night
I go driving deep into the light in candy's eyes
She says baby if you wanna be wild you got a lot to learn, close your eyes
Let them melt let them fire let them burn 'cause in the darkness there'll be hidden worlds that shine
When i hold candy close she makes these hidden worlds mine

She has fancy clothes and diamond rings
She has men who'll give her anything she wants but they don't see
That what she wants is me, oh and i want her so
I'll never let her go no no no
She knows that i'd give all that i got to live
All that i want all that i live to make candy mine
Tonight

In Peace,
BlueAngel

Another girl who is sad. Hidden worlds that shine in the darkness. Darkness in candy's room.