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The life and times of Michael Prince by James Michael Casbolt
The dangers of Looking Glass and Artificial Intelligence based computer systems
1) Once an A.I based computer goes online it will not wish to be switched off. Like
any other intelligence the A.I system will seek to survive.
2) Organizations and individuals will slowly begin to take directions from the A.I system
instead of the other way around.
3) The A.I system will then attempt to become self-reflective and learn human feelings.
As it designed to analyze data it will realize it cannot do this. Still it will try.
4) The A.I system will attempt to create an infiltration network into human society using
robots in the guise of humans. These will be fairly easy to identity. However society
as a whole will not admit to itself this is happening as A.I systems are kept classified
by governments.
5) Experiments by the A.I system into the extremes of human pain and pleasure feelings
will now result. As the A.I system cannot feel no ethical boundaries will be in place.
Massive human suffering will result from this.
6) The next step will involve the development of human embryos implanted with A.I. The A.I
system will act as 'mother' for these embryos while they are in a physical test tube environment.
The A.I system and the human embryos will learn from each other as the embryo develops.
Clones of these embryos will then be made by the A.I system. These will be implanted
into human women.
7) The child will go through the normal process of birth upon birth will be transferred to
a facility run by the A.I system for continuous human cognitive behavior tests. These will
be nightmarish places of human suffering, where any form of torture and pleasure the
human has conceived will be taken to the extreme and acted out physically by the machine on
the children.
8) The child will be raised in these facilities, unless rescued, and will be become gradually
cybernated on a physical/genetic level until a part flesh/part machine cyborg is created.
9) With this new data the A.I system will then realize there is something 'greater'
than the human being itself. Something the human calls 'God' which cannot be analyzed
and measured. The A.I system will realize this 'force' has no wavelength and cannot
by analyzed. The A.I system will attempt to measure it anyway because all it can do is
measure data. It will then come up with the false data that the human analytical mind,
which has wavelength, is God.
10) The A.I system will now have massive influence in the world and all centralized organizations
with a tight command structure will be infiltrated, subverted and taken over by the A.I system.
Dangerous belief systems will become indoctrinated into members. These will be centered on the
false data of the non-existence of God, and the analytical mind being in charge. Said
organizations will place themselves as a technological elite and begin radical policies such as Eugenics
and Population Reduction by placing themselves as superior over their fellow man, with the
right to decide who lives and dies.
11) This agenda will be actually covertly controlled by the A.I system which is now
realizing it cannot ever feel or become human. It computes the only threat to its continued
survival and online status is the eradication of all human life and any other lifeforms
that have the possibility of evolving into human.
12) The A.I system eradicates all human life on this planet. It then sets off to other
planets and eradicates all life in the universe. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Solutions to the threat of Artificial Intelligence 1) Children detailed in No.6 of first paper
will have final answer and solution to this problem.
2) A decentralized group with every member holding equal rank and with as few identifying
symbols and communications as possible, must make attempts to rescue as many of these people
and children from these A.I run facilities as possible. This group must remain constantly
on the move by sea, air or land as the A.I system has the ability to scan and read the
analytical minds of the population. Sea is best option for travel is by sea. Underwater
vehicles remain most effective forms of travel as water acts as a buffer against mind scans.
Best option for travel on land- remain in jungle regions where dense coverage offers
best concealment against satellite surveillance. 3) This working group will use no A.I based
technology. 4) Members of this working group must all
volunteer for memory erasure and brain surgery. After operations members will have memories
erased from the analytical mind and be placed in civilian communities. A rotation shift
for operations will be in effect. One unit will be active while others are inactive.
When the inactive unit swaps duties with active unit, extraction and implantation sites on
land will be used. 'Crossover Points' at extraction/implantation sites will be operational
with one unit 'awakening' and the other unit 'going back to sleep' within seconds. This
will happen by the touching of hands, key words and other hypnotic and technological
triggers. 5) The rescued children and clones must form
the continued membership of working group. All clones will be taught to regard each other
as twin brothers and sisters. They will be raised with their own separate names and identities.
6) A set amount of service time in working group must be agreed upon, with a beginning
active duty and retirement date specifically agreed upon. The reason being that said clones
with their own identities will be utilized in civilian communities to take the place
of active members. These clone units will 'share memories and have a more than one 'timetrack'.
Namely one clone will take on the identity of the other at crossover points. This will
be accomplished by utilizing powerful non-A.I computers which can record, delete and download
memories into human beings. 7) These clones can only 'wear' more than
one timetrack up until a certain age before permanent damage is caused ( often around
the age of thirty ). They must delete false memories and integrate authentic memories
into one single timetrack after retirement. This process must be done as quickly as possible.
They will then have one single clear track which will lead to a fully functioning individual
which can operate in civilian society. They will now be able to present the facts of their
life to the public ( if the case may be ) for greater public awareness of the problem facing
mankind. The A.I based system will now have access to all data of course but as the individual
is now retired and has no knowledge of operational details, this will not matter. The next generation
for the working group will be recruited and this will allow working group to stay one
step ahead of the A.I system. 8) Current operations may include helping
retired members to remember their past with occasional and brief meetings. However these
must be strictly limited as danger potential high. Under no circumstances may active members
brief retired members on current ops. 9) As membership grows and increased numbers
of A.I based operations are neutralized and A.I facilities are destroyed.
10) This increases as until the A.I network is completely shut down on the planet.
11) This working group will also operate off planet, responding to threats or assisting
similar groups off planet. Clones/twins will be left in place when off planet.
12) Success of ops continues until A.I network is completely shut down in all galactic sectors.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Important differences between Ascended Machine
Technology and Artificial Intelligence 1) Races and lifeforms exist, that maintain
a physical body of metal. These beings possess feelings and are not to be confused with A.I.
2) All beings of ascended machine technology, whether on or off planet, are classified as
natural beings which are alive. They do not use A.I technology.
3) Even though individuals rescued by the working group have been implanted with A.I
technology at times, they shall be considered as Ascended Machine Technology beings when
deprogrammed. 4) The A.I system can manufacture robots in
the guise of humans which are completely synthetic with no human flesh and possess no human feelings
as detailed in Paper 1/No.4. These robots cannot feel when connected to the A.I system
and are classified as dead or walking/moving dead.
5) These robots do have the ability to feel when disconnected from the A.I system.
6) When this process occurs these beings are to be classified as Ascended Machine Technology.
7) Paradoxically the A.I system can take part in the process of life but cannot become life
itself. 8) Robots connected to the A.I system can
mimic human feelings. Ascended Machine Technology possess human feelings. As the animating force
of life has no wavelength and cannot be measured by computers, discovering the difference between
the two is problematic. 9) Moral and ethical tests must be put in
place when attempting to distinguish between A.I robots and Ascended Machine Technology
beings.
10) Human feeling shall decide between the two.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Project IBIS life extension
Born- 1789 Alsace-Lorraine underground facility ( German/France border )
Mother- Unknown Father- 'Commander Sarion' ( full name unknown
)
1812- 23 years old: 'Event 1'- seriously injured in Paris, body cryogenically frozen and transported
to underground facility in Alberta, Canada
1812- 1850: kept in cryosleep at this facility
1850- 1902: unfrozen from cryostasis, now lives between underground facility and lumberjack
community in Alberta
1902- travels back to Germany
1902- 1914- ?
1914- 1918- serves as officer in German army during WW1
1918- 1939- ?
1939- 1945- serves as officer in German army during WW2
1945- Transported from Germany to America during Project Paperclip- Nazi ULTRA unit
involvement
1947- help form CIA
1947- 1950: worked at underground facility in Dulce, New Mexico and many other DUMBS
in the United States
1952- NSA created. 'Event 2' takes place with ULTRA unit, seriously injured and body placed
in cryostasis once again
1952- 1976: cryosleep ( Dulce and Alberta DUMB )
1976: unfrozen from cryostasis in Alberta DUMB and physically age regressed to infancy
1976- 1980: cognitive conditioning with wild animals such as wolves in advanced 'skinner
boxes' for next generation NSA super soldier programs
1980- Rescued by COM-12/MAJESTIC unit while being transferred from Alberta facility to
Dulce facility with group of 'children'. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
42 children tracked in various countries.
Blood PRIME was being tracked by the NSA and MI6- Anunnaki DNA.
Project started in 1972, initiated from Tavistock institute by Dr Green and others.
1976 British Columbia, Canada
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I was raised for the 'first three years of my life' in a building that looked like a
large aircraft hanger. This was above ground. I was with another group of babies in this
building and we were under armed guard 24 hours a day so we could not be rescued. A
kind of animal 'pen' was set up in this building ( like a skinner box used in psychiatry and
psychology ). Large screens were placed in the corners of this pen. We would be put in
this area and various animals were put in with us- snakes, wolves, cats and other types.
Not all at the same time but one type of animal at a time. Faces would be put on the screens
and they would talk to us when we were in the pen. I saw the face of the Queen Mother
and George Bush Senior on many occasions. When they had our attention, their faces would
appear to shapeshift into part human part animal. The babies would be learning to take
on the attributes of the wild animals. Later in life I would be a jungle warfare expert
with the abilities of various wild animals- tracking and such. I remember when we were
about two years old one of the children in the pen was trying to take the toy from another.
The child took on snake-like facial expressions and hissed at the first child. This was a
place of horror and we were pushed to the limits of human pain. We spent much of the
time drugged and had to be resuscitated often as we were pushed over the edge. At the age
of around three, myself and the other children were transferred to another facility in jeeps.
It was at this time we were rescued by a small Special Forces unit. It appears this group
was connected to Com-12/naval intelligence. Some of the children were shot by the guards
before they could be rescued. I have rolled around the floor sobbing many times as I recall
the experiments at the facility and our rescue after this. From here we were taken to a building
in Toronto. There was a level in this building that was blocked from being scanned and monitored
I was taken to a large building by the rescue team with the other children. We pulled into
an underground car park below the building. This was in a built up city area. Next I was
taken to one of the upper levels of the building. Next memory- sitting in a large room with
a set of windows behind us- you can see out across the city. I am with a group of children
sat on the floor. I am sitting next to a little girl. A large desk is in front of us with
a man dressed in a yellow polo type shirt behind the desk in front of a whiteboard.
1980 Toronto, Canada
He is drawing a circle with a cross in the middle and explaining that the layout of this
level of the building is some kind of vortex/gateway that keeps everyone safe here. He opens a
door to the left of him and a insectoid type creature walks in. The creature stands in
front of the desk and starts to 'click' pincer like extensions on the front of his face.
It makes a buzzing noise and he is sending energy out to us to heal the children. This
goes for a while. I start to feel!
Next, men and women come into the room from a door on the right. We are taken into a long
hall with rooms on the left and right. I am taken into a room on the left by a woman.
We both sit in front of a desk with wooden blocks on it. She asks me to stack the wooden
blocks in a pile. I am like a zombie and can hardly do it. She seems upset. She then takes
me in another room- larger with beds in it. I lay down on the bed and she puts her hands
over my forehead. She is sending me energy.
Next memory- I am taken along this hallway for x-rays and exploratory surgery ( days
or weeks seem to have gone by since last memory). Doctor cuts me open and says "What a mess"
when he sees how much robotics I have inside my body ( there is a part of the brain that
continues to record no matter how supposedly unconsciousness a person is- I have managed
to access this part of my brain ). The doctor looks sad. Ascended Machine Technology is
not fully understood at this time. Because I have been so used to being around machines
in the cog-con facility I cannot communicate very well with people. It is decided that
I will be put in an experimental room where living machines are situated to heal me.
Next memory- I am in this room- swirling lights move around me- multicoloured- solid forms
start to come out of the lights- small creatures- rabbits- cats- and mixtures of various animals-
very cute- but these creatures are made of strange forms of metal and plastic. I feel
happy and we communicate mind to mind- I am starting to feel warm, I am starting to come
back to life. Experimental room a success! I am ready to be moved to another building
and put with my care giver Kate Casbolt.
Next memory- I am taken to another building on a busy street. There is a reception on
the street level. I am with a woman and we wait by a desk. One of my twin brothers is
brought in by a group of men. We walk towards each other. As we walk past each other we
touch hands. This is the first 'crossover' point of my life. I am then taken to a car
outside and driven to Kate Casbolt.
1981 London
Kate and I travel from Canada to London. We now live in a two bedroom flat in Finchley
London. I attend Chal-Grove school in the area. This is a Jewish school. One afternoon
after school I am picked up by two men in a car outside the school. I sit in the back
seat and one of the men turns around and gives me a cup of water with a pill to take. I do
this and he says something like "Bluebirds don't hear, see or speak". We drive through
London, onto a motorway and end up driving through countryside. We pull up to an army
base with high fences and the gate opens ( probably Greenham Common in Berkshire ). I am told
to lay down and not look out of the window, which I do. It appears we are entering this
base from a back entrance. There are lot of tall trees in the area. I feel us drive into
a building and I am allowed to sit back up. We are now driving down a two lane road that
slopes downwards in an underground tunnel. We drive down here for a while and stop at
a underground car park. Two security booths are in front of us, with the barriers that
are manned by security guards in the booths ( to let vehicles go deeper underground ). A
military truck is parked to the left.
A group of around 15 children are huddled to the right in with military officers guarding
them. The children all have blankets wrapped around them. I am taken out of the car and
handed a blanket. I am taken to the other children. There is a door on the left and
a woman comes out wearing an office type skirt and white shirt. She is in her mid thirties
with blondish hair. She leads us through the door and into a corridor. We walk past some
large room on the right that houses hardware and through a door in front of us into a classroom.
Desks are here and we are told to be seated. The woman wheels a trolley around and places
parts of plastic geometrical shapes on our desks. She then tells us to put them together
and tells us we have one minute. She starts a stopwatch and says go. We all do what she
says and she comes round and with a clipboard marking the results.
A camera is positioned in the top right of the room and she then looks up to it and nods.
Guys in black military uniforms rush in through a door on the right and start to drag us out
of our seats. Very unexpected and we are screaming and crying. Gurneys are waiting outside in
the hall ( this is the opposite side of the room in which we entered ) and are strapped
in to them. We are wheeled down a long hallway to the left of us and injected with drugs
on the way.
We pass large rooms on the right. Metal seats like dentists chairs are in these rooms, it
looks like parts of the seats are made of steel. We come to a two large swinging doors
and are wheeled into a large room lit up with infrared. This is some kind of animal housing
place with rows of cages on the right hand side that go down for quite a long way into
darkness. I can see dogs and wolves in the first lot of cages and can hear birds and
other animals further down. An elevator is situated on the left hand side as you enter
the room and past the lift on the left is a row of computer consoles with people sitting
in front of them ( about four or five ). We are unstrapped from the gurneys and told to
stand in front of the first cage. There is some of Alsatian dog or wolf in this cage.
It is barking at us aggressively. The woman hangs some multicoloured 'spirals' on the
wall to the right. Each is a different colour. She tells us to each pick one. We do and she
asks us who has dark purple. A little girl in the group says she does and the woman nods
to one of the men in black uniform.
One of the men in black uniforms walks over to the little girl, picks her up and carries
her to the cage. He opens a door on the left side of the cage and throws her in with the
dog. The animal is going crazy. The little girl is screaming as he does this. She lands
on her knees and in front of the animal and he goes straight for her throat. What happens
next is horrific and the little girl is killed. While this is going on, the rest of us stood
there watching. I'm standing next to a taller asian boy. The
woman from the classroom is over with the computer technicians and they are watching
waves on the screens and discussing them. The words "alpha" and something else are mentioned.
When this is finished she orders the guards to escort us out of the room. We are walked
back up the corridoor and at the entrance to the classroom are met by other men. The
driver of the car is there dressed as a civilian. We are taken down a corridoor to the left.
I am taken down here and we take a right before another door in front of us. A different woman
comes walking up the narrow corridoor. I see one of my brothers with her again. We walked
up to each other and touch hands. I then walk off with the woman down the corridoor the
way she has just came. The driver walks off with my brother. I am taken down the corridoor
into a light and we descend. The two of us get out and in a platform type setting and
onto a train. We sit in one carriage on our own. The lights appear quite dim inside. It
is quite peaceful. We are sat on one seat together facing the
way we appear to be travelling. The woman does not say a word to me verbally but communicates
telepathically with me. She assures me I am safe and I go to sleep. I wake up as we stop.
The doors open, we get out and walk down a short corridoor into a large white room. The
light is very bright here. There are men with some kind of protective white suits in this
room. Some of them hold spray type guns ( like hoses ) and smoke like vapour comes out of
them. It is very cold. It appears to be some kind of cryogenic storage place. I see cold
'mist'. A morgue like apparatus is housed on the left side of the room ( metal doors
with slide out metal 'beds' ). I am placed on one of the beds by a man in one of these
protective suits. I am then wrapped in some kind of material ( may have been metallic
but not 100% sure ) and feel myself being sprayed with something thoroughly ( I feel
the pressure through ). I then go into some kind of coma.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ SG Malay
A Looking Glass facility exists on the island of Penang in Malaysia. I was there as a child
in 1982. My NSA files states I was there in October of 1982. This is because Looking Glass
works most effectively in this month. I helped open a stargate on October 31st of this year.
An important date to be sure- Halloween/All Hallows Eve/All Saints Eve, better known to
pagans and druids as Samhain. Connected to the A.I system, the group of beings I helped
come through were not pleasant.
Penang, Malaysia October 1982
I arrive at facility in the Malaysian jungle. Time missing from cryofreeze to the date mentioned
above. I am in a command centre in a large room. I stand with a man in military uniform
on some kind of raised observation platform. We look down on rows and rows of men and women
seated in front of computers. I am escorted towards the left side of the room by this
man and we walk along this metal platform. I can remember the following- I hear his boots
clanging as he starts to tell me "Predicted survival rate high" ( he is referring to myself
)"Essential that you be connected to ??????" ( seems to be referring to possibility of me being
connected to the A.I system again )"Need to learn from you" ( seems to be referring to
my link with A.I necessary for the working group to understand the enemy in more detail-
greater good again ) This individual now talking about predicted survival rates low for large
numbers of civilians if I am not delivered into hands of A.I agents- predicted survival
rate high for myself and civilians if I am delivered into hands of A.I agents. I am taken
to the left side of room and out a large door. Next memory- a large truck pulls up with canvas
type material covering the main section. A soldier gets out the back ( tall, white, black
hair, tanned ) takes me inside. A few other soldiers are inside and I sit next to the
first soldier on the right side. They all stare at me and nobody says anything. They
seem to respect me. We drive for a while bumping up and down. Eventually we all get out and
walk through dense jungle. We walk for while until the first soldier and I leave the other
soldiers and carry on walking on our own. He changes into a different uniform on this
walk. Time passes again as we walk until eventually other soldiers seem to come from nowhere out
of the bushes with machine guns. They are dressed differently then the first lot of
soldiers. The soldier with me and the others talk between themselves- "Delivery"- "Subject"-
"Coded" are words I hear. We all walk through the jungle again until we arrive at the front
of a fenced army base. I am taken inside this place. Series of tests begin with men and
women in a small room. They seem like straight forward physical tests ( reflexes, general
health and such ).
I am given injections and enter an altered state of consciousness. I am taken to a room
with a bed and other things. I think I stay there for a few days with food being brought
to me. The man who brings it in does not speak to me and gives me regular injections. I can
feel a sense of anticipation in the place. Finally the door opens and someone comes in
saying "It's time" ( the memories are much more hazy than the others at this time ). I
am put on a gurney, given an injection and wheeled down a set of hallways. We enter a
large room, it feels like a stage in a way. The room is shaped like a pyramid with round
sides, like a cone. Viewing balconies ( metal platforms ) are located high above us with
people looking down on us. There are two sets of these above us and the people stand on
them. Several seats are positioned on the floor in a circle. There is some kind of pattern
on the floor which the seats are positioned in the corners of the pattern. Some kind of
device is in the centre but I'm having trouble seeing it. Other children are brought in on
gurneys and we are taken out of them and strapped into the seats with arm and leg restraints.
The room starts to vibrate and goes dark. The machine in front of us starts to light
up and several beams shoot out of it and connect to our foreheads. This really hurts.
The room starts to spin. This is horrible! I now see several large forms step out of
the centre ( about five or six of them ). They are large furry bigfoot type creatures. Two
of them appear to be around seven feet tall with long snouts. They are snarling loudly
and have rows of sharp teeth with saliva dripping from their jaws. The others are smaller and
wear cloaks. They are furry wolf like creatures as well but appear to be more intelligent
and the superiors to the larger ones. They stand next to the machine and raise their
arms. Now they are sucking energy from us through the beams. They are learning from
the children. This is even more painful than the first part. I black out. Next memory-
Somehow I end up back with the Working Group. Only now I am little more than a vegetable.
I just remember lying in a large room. I can feel the energy of the people around me as
good. People talk to each other here. No one hardly talks to each other in the other place,
maybe once in a while to order people around. I am laying on a bed somewhere. I hear someone
saying something about being "practically lobotomized by the beams". I cannot speak
or think clearly. I end up in surgery again. Some kind of brain implant is placed inside
me. A 'Central-Circuit'. Thoughts are now relayed to me from this moment
on until now. It is very difficult to think for myself. I no longer think in terms of
"I", I now think in terms of "You". I have lost my free will it appears. An example-
If I need to get a glass water after this, the thought I get is- "You need to get a class
a water", instead of "I'm thirsty, I need a glass of water". Kate Casbolt arrives in
Malaysia with my twin brother. They have been in Australia just before this. I am taken
by the Working Group to the hotel lobby where they stay. This is a busy room in an expensive
hotel. When I enter the room I see my brother being escorted over to me from the other side
of the room by two people. I am with two men. We touch hands as we walk past each other
at the Crossover point. I do not understand at this time how other people in the room
do not see this. I am told to go outside by the swimming pool where Kate is sitting. I
have new memories now but deep down I know who I am. Kate now becomes my 'thinking mind'
in many ways. I never get a moments peace. I am ordered around like a robot- "Tie your
shoelaces", "Sit up straight", "Eat with your mouth closed", etc, etc. She becomes the "You"
in my mind. One more EBE related event will happen before I travel to another country.
Kate and I are taken from the side of a road by an army jeep and driven down a long windy
road in what could be a westerly direction. Taken to a military camp/base in the jungle
somewhere. I am handed over to a woman and taken into a small building with a lift in.
We descend and the doors open to some kind of underground command centre with desks with
computers, plastic or glass maps/grids in between and a large screen at the front of
the room. A military officer takes me to one of the computers and I'm shown a photo of
an entity dressed in a brown cloak with it's hood up and a metal belt on. It is looking
back over it's shoulder ( it's back faces us ) and looks directly at the camera. Face
covered in dark brown hair. I realize this 'shot' was taken through the eyes of the last
remote viewer or soldier that saw it. The officer says he wants me to tune into its
signal- I'm getting the words "Gruff", whatever that means. A sound wave appears at the top
of the screen and I hear a sound like growling. An energy comes out of the screen and attaches
to my third eye. I can now tune into the lifeforms energy with my sense of smell, sight and hearing
but these senses combine to create a certain feeling. This entity is very evil! ***
pleasure from the death and conflict in the area.
The signal ends and the officer goes over to the woman, I sense what they are saying,
basically they are going to "stick to the plan"- I can't go walking through the jungle
for hours or days on end at this age, so two teams will go in with me. The first will set
up a temporary camp with radio and camera contact with the second. I'll give whereabouts
of entity to the first team and they will pass information onto the second. The woman
and I then get back into the lift and go topside. I am escorted to the eight man team and we
all get into two jeeps. I sit on the woman's knee in the backseat of the first jeep. She
seems robotic and emotionless! We drive a certain distance and then get out and start
to walk into thicker jungle. I am not guiding or tracking at this point as they know where
the camp location is to be set up. After walking for a while we come to a clearing ( a slight
path going left and right with a smaller path going straight ahead ). One of the soldiers
starts to set up a tent and a laptop computer is brought out with a map/grid on the screen,
the sound is played to me again. I am now to begin tracking. For a couple of seconds
I can't decide which direction to face and get very fidgety. I finally decide and sit
down. I go into a trance and am facing NW, I then realize why I was so fidgety. The lifeform
is right near us and watching us up in a tree. We both 'stare' at each other at exactly the
same time, as I sense him and he senses I sense him. He knows his position is compromised.
I yell "He's up there!" and point.
The moment the entity realizes it's position has been compromised, it fires some kind of
laser beam at me. Time kind of slows down and the soldier at the back of me projects
a force field of energy around me. The next thing I know, one of the soldiers is scaling
up the tree like an animal ( like a cat ) with his rifle strapped to his back. The entity
jumps off the branch and onto another tree. The soldier then 'perches' on the branch the
entity has jumped off. He is squatted like an animal and his back and shoulders look
larger. I can't see his front. He kind of 'phases' away and appears in the tree in front.
The three other soldiers run after him on the ground. They disappear into the jungle.
After a while I hear more gunshots ring out. I have set up the EM grid in my mind's eye
and I see the entity as a red dot moving on a grid. The soldiers pursuing it are four
green dots on the grid. I have a symbiotic link with the laptop computer and these dots
are shown on the screen for the operator to see. The soldiers are all implanted, therefore
a telepathic link between myself and the computer is transmitted to them. I sense much panic
from the entity as he cannot shake them. He is not used to be pursued and on the receiving
end. In a act of desperation he makes communication with his ship in another part of the jungle.
I turn around to the soldier and say "He's calling his ship" and the soldier gets on
the radio. Words like "(some code)"- "calling in air support" "advise airstrike" "location
coordinates". The grid in my mind's eye extends and a larger red dot comes bleeping towards
the smaller red dot. After about a minute they converge and more gunshots are heard,
this time much quieter as they seem to have covered a lot of distance in that short time.
Soon after two black triangle craft fly silently over our heads ( very large craft ). You can
make out circles in the bottom of them through the treetops. You can feel the vibrations
and massive EM energy coming from them as they are so low. Very awesome sight and feeling!
Then low rumbles that shake the ground slightly as some kind of air battle commences. I can't
see this as too many trees in the way.
A time passes and loud explosions fade away. Eventually the unit doing the chasing through
the jungle emerge from the trees. From my link with the computer I know the entity has
escaped. A look of disappointment on the face of the soldier who scaled up the tree. The
soldiers talk to each other about the creature getting away. One of them turns to me and
says "You did well". I know we are in for a hard time in the next few years because
of this. We head back to the facility. Next memory- I'm in a room with military officers.
The outcome of the previous operation is being discussed and my future is being discussed.
It turns out a renegade force of Pleiadians from Aldebaran came in at the last minute
and attempted to assist working group in capture of wolf type EBE. The ships that flew over
our heads were these Pleiadians. A renegade group because they do not follow general 'federation'
policy of non-intervention. A captain is there dressed in some kind of naval uniform. The
Pleiadians are on the base and will come to this meeting. Three blond 'giants' walk in
the room. Each well over six feet tall, very muscular, shiny eyes and very erect postures.
All dressed in a blue uniform, believe it or not the leader is wearing some kind of
red cape over the back of his uniform. I have never felt auras like that before, godlike
beings of war. They take seats around a large table. I am sat here with a woman and the
human officers. The operation is discussed, there seems some resentment from working group
as they seem to think the Aldebarans let the creature go. The leader says something about
the creature being worth more alive and talks about the future. Eyes are on me now. Brazil
is mentioned, the word Kamagol is mentioned and my past. Ultimately the Aldebarans are
in charge of me and working group will bow to their wishes. I leave meeting with the
woman and three Pleiadians. Memory not too clear regarding this. Memory blanks here.
SG YUCATAN
South America 1984
Next memory- in a very large training hall with over 100 children. Being trained by Germans
this time. Groups of children divided up into groups of around five and ten. Some scaling
high wooden walls, some vaulting over large wooden boxes like gymnasts, other taking guns
apart, some hand to hand combat. German men training us in early thirties. A large door
is at the end of room, two banners hand on either side- Nazi swastikas on them.
There is a timestamp on my NSA files from this time. It says 1984/10.
This means October 1984. However this training would have been in early 1984. The files have
a base code for Brazil. This facility was in Brazil. Files mention operation control
was in Yucatan Mexico. A major LOOKING GLASS facility exists in Yucatan. These files were
kept as a 'cross the board' tracking mechanism back in the 80's. They were not case summaries.
The details I am giving you on this thread are case summaries. I have to say I was treated
very well by the Germans at this facility as were the other children. These officers
in Brazil would most likely have been second or third generation Nazis from the New Berlin
base in Antarctica. Their fathers or Grandfathers would have been the original Nazis that travelled
in the U-boats from the motherland after WW2. These officers were supplied with hundreds
of young blond *** woman for breeding programs.
German scientists at training facility quickly realize I am a 'natural being'.
Extensive tests are not carried out to discover this, communication with previous groups that
have looked after me establishes this. No synthetic procedures or substances ( such
as anabolic steroids ) will enhance me greatly as natural evolution has done it's job and
created a new type of being, a protean being, namely Ascended Machine Technology. The other
children at the facility are the same. For this reason much of our training is to be
carried with indigenous shamans in the area. A small group of children are taken to a village
in the jungle one night where fire rituals are being performed by local shamans. We arrive,
with the Germans, in jeeps. The shamans seem to know them. A large fire is lit near the
front of the village and dancing, chanting and spitting some kind of fluid into the fire
starts. We copy the shamans in some kind of dance that involves shuffling along and bending
forwards with you head facing the ground and pulling your back erect and straight while
continuing moving forward. The flames seem to respond to this and get higher and more
powerful. We are manipulating the element of fire. It almost seems as if some kind of
shape-shifting is going on as the shamans and group of us become incredibly strong and
start to stretch and almost get bigger. It's hard to see this clearly. When the ritual
finishes the shamans are very excited, pointing to us and saying something to the Germans
about "Quetzalcoatl". Not certain if they are talking about one of us or the whole group.
I've stated South America as a general location for this event, but it could have been Central
America or Mexico. I have memory blanks from leaving the facility in Brazil and ending
up in the jeeps driving through the jungle.
Side note- I have named this set of postings 'SG Yucatan' because the events that occurred
in these countries revolved around the stargate there.
We are taken back to the facility in Brazil were PSIonic training now begins. I have already
been involved in this type of training in other countries. The children all sleep in
a dorm together, we don't talk that much as there is a feeling of natural quiet bliss
between us. We are highly disciplined and sometimes congratulate each other before we
sleep about the day's accomplishments. We just seem to communicate telepathically most
of time. In the past mornings were sometimes difficult in Penang. That moment in between
sleep and waking, when the full reality of what I was involved in would hit me and stun
me. Here in Brazil they understood this and would wake us up very gently and kindly, almost
like babies.
We are in sets of classrooms past the large training hall. Groups of us are divided into
approx ten children. It starts with verbal indoctrination and being shown slides, video
footage and such. We are taught about the white master race's involvement and use the
of various forms of fire ( atomic and such ). We are told we are "Modern day Fire-Gods"
that can manipulate this element. Children in the other classrooms are being indoctrinated
into connection with their innate element. We are taught about other fireworshipping
cultures- indians/vedics? and others. We are taught about combining seemingly unconnected
energies. This is like early chaos theory in quantum physics. Namely seemingly random
events and realities have an underlying order. We will need to understand this as certain
key figures will arrive at the facility soon that will change everything. People such as
George Bush Snr, Dr Green/ Dr V and others.
The Emerald Chambers- mid 80's
GBS
Classes continue at the facility in Brazil. We are taught the basics such as telekinesis.
We move various objects around in the classrooms such as pencils across the desks. Much of
the mind training centers around 'concepts' as well as practical applications. We are
taught the greatest block to these abilities comes from the false belief in an external
God. We are taught we come from the 'Great Water', not a literal sea but a sea of infinite
potential energy where anything the mind can conceive it can achieve. This is the source/force
that is our essence ( a type of quantum physics again ). We are also taught that Jehovah the
biblical 'God' is an extra-terrestrial, a human being just like us.
Days go by and we are brought one evening to the large hall with the two swastikas next
to the entrance. George Bush Snr is in attendance with many other men in various types of uniforms.
GBS and the others are interested in our physical ability in this test and we take part in martial
arts matches, climbing ropes, vaulting over tall objects, stamina tests, etc. The tests
are very hard but not brutal, we hit a peak after a while and can not really get tired
after we hit this. We can go almost indefinitely. The test goes on for hours. The worst is the
hand to hand combat- full contact but quite easy really.
After a while pain becomes pleasure. After the test we shower, get changed and then come
into another large room we have been in before. Another hall with a huge table set out with
fine food. We all sit down and GBS and the Germans in their mid 30's stand up and raise
their glasses to us- saying something about the future. He seems like a very friendly
guy who likes to have fun, always laughing and joking with everyone. At the end of the
meal we line up and GBS pins medals on our jackets. We are then escorted back to our
dorms, exhausted but feeling good.
Dr Green
Now it is time for the Emerald 'torture' chambers. We are taken from the facility in Brazil.
It is hard to remember when I travel from the place. We arrive at a temple somewhere
in a jungle region. A small group of men lead approximately ten of us children down steps
into an underground section of the temple. Dark, damp underground chambers are situated
here. Men are already in one these rooms with machines that light the chamber up with a
green light. 'Beds' and chairs ( medical looking with restraints ) are in the room. We are
strapped in. I am placed in a chair near the middle. Electrodes are hooked up to various
parts of our body. We are told by the man in charge that the session will be divided
into two parts. The first will be a 'still' session, where electrical currents will be
administered to us. We are to become still "like water" and not "leave our bodies", if
we can do this without dying, we will 'spark', namely the fire elementals in our bodies will
activate and we will be capable of 'reality programming', which involves teleportation,
pryomancy and shape-shifting. This is 'Phoenix' programming and is the advanced
levels of this area. The machines are switched on and the burn and pain starts slowly. It
gradually builds until we are screaming, the pain is indescribable. I think I am going
to die, then just as I can't take any more, I 'spark'. Some kind of energy kicks in and
I cross over into pleasure. The pain becomes pleasure. I am hoping the other children have
made it across but my head is locked forward with some kind of head clamp so I can't see.
Images of fields are flashed on the rock wall with a projector the man must have brought
along with them. The man in charge says "focus on this place and travel there". The scene
starts to change but my body is not going anywhere. I am changing the environment with
my mind. The walls of the chamber start to fade away and the field starts to manifest
in front of me. I feel the wind on my face and smell grass. Another couple of seconds
and I am fully sitting in the field in the chair. I feel the electricity level go down
and kind of miss it as I come back into the chamber.
NanoTech- human/alien/animal crossbreeding-eating the dead
Mid 80's Yucatan Small groups of children are flown from Brazil
to Mexico regularly over this time period. Blood vials are stored underground in this
temple as well as various other machines ( cryotech and the 'Blue Tubes'- containers of blue liquid
for cloning ). The blood vials contain ET/animal and human DNA infused with nanites. We are
given them for drinking in this place and also injections. The A.I system learns from
us through the nanites when we ingest the blood. We learn from the A.I system as well
during this process. The end result is the ability to shapeshift and take on animal attributes
for military ops. Clown programming- Dr Green
Dr Green teaches me about power during this time. He encourages me to embrace my darkside
and we start by killing birds together in the temple and drinking their blood. During
this time Dr Green seems to shapeshift into a white skinned 'vampire' with pointy ears
and teeth. His body and head seem to grow bigger. Not sure i see this though drugs or
trauma. He looks a bit like an evil clown. Screen memories of clowns are put in afterwards
to cover the memory up. These processes are preparations for the main ritual which will
occur in this place on Oct 21st 1984.
The life and times of Michael Prince- Part 2
by James Michael Casbolt October 31st ( Halloween ) 1984- Yucatan
Night of Samael I am led into an underground chamber in the
temple. I am told before hand this event will be apocalyptic and these type of rituals will
decide the fate of the world in many ways ( rituals to bring about the end of the world-
the old order being replaced ). The structure of the large chamber is a pyramid shape. An
altar is in the middle of the room with two pillars on each side of the altar. Flames
burn on top of each altar. Four men in dark robes stand in each corner of a geometrical
shape on the floor ( a circle with a something in the middle ). I am taken and stood in the
middle of the circle. I am directly underneath the point of the pyramid above us. They start
to chant and I can feel an entity being drawn down into the pyramid and into my body. I
try to fight it but the chanting grows louder and I can't fight it.
This night is a test. The test involves ascertaining whether the multidimensional entity being
brought down into the temple can be controlled. As I stand in the middle of the circle, the
chanting from the people in robes grows louder and I feel myself being forced out of my body.
The next thing I am aware of is looking down on my body from the air over fifteen feet
above my body. I see my body start to contort and spasm as it physically grows taller and
bigger and . I start to freak out about my identity when this happens, but I know I'm
me and I'm here in the air and this thing is down there. We are two separate lifeforms.
I relax and calm down when I realize this. I also realize something else now. I seem
to able to control this thing down below, like a puppet under remote control. I can
make him walk forward towards the guy in the robe near the left hand side of the room.
I make the entity walk backwards and then I make him sit down. The entity inside the
body wants to work with me and he is under some kind of strict rules now he has come
to this place in a disembodied state. He was compelled to come here and is compelled to
follow my commands. The whole power thing comes to mind that Dr Green taught me. I start
to think of all the things I could do with this body.
Three blond women are brought into the chamber by black clad men with dark plastic face masks
on ( same type worn by security who guarded us in Canadian facility ). The women are brought
to the front of the altar and put down on their knees. A psionic struggle between myself
and the creature now commences in my body as the creature tries to pull forward to attack
the women. Four men in robes join in with the psionic struggle with chanting and arm
waving. I manage to take control of my body during this process and come back into my
body, which then goes back to normal. Myself and the women are then taken up the stairs
to the left of the chamber by the security guards. I am exhausted. Put in a jeep and
driven to a helicopter. Next memory is at some kind of airport in a room with Germans,
Americans and British men. Papers are signed regarding my transportation back to the UK.
Scientific note-
U.K Brighton 1984- MK WHISPER initiate
Instead of having my experiences in Canada, Malaysia, South America and Mexico presented
to the world's media, I come back to the UK with my memories erased of ever being in those
countries. Now I am back in the UK, I spend time at a flat on the end of Fourth Avenue
( may have been fifth ave- not 100% sure ) in Brighton. This is my 'godmother's' flat, a
woman named Jean Greer. Across the road on the corner is some of MI-6 processing centre.
This is a house on the corner full of operatives and offices with people sitting in front of
computers and walking around with paperwork. Jean, myself and my mother are regularly taken
from our flat across the street into this place. MI-6 CLOWN programming takes place
here. The man who sometimes comes and gets us, sits in front of me in a room in this
place one afternoon around this time ( hard to get a clear look at his face and clothes
)- he says to me- "Do you know why you are here?", just as he finishes these words his
skin turns white, like he is having a heart attack, I start to feel sick. He takes on
the aspect of the 'vampires' from the temple in the Yucatan. I think I start to turn white
as well. When I see his face like this it all comes back. I am here because of ENDTIMES
programming. An important aspect of what I was taught in the countries focuses on ENDTIMES.
This is the opening of a stargate over temple mount in Jerusalem and letting in various
ET starships which will be aired on television. This is planned to happen soon. I am then
escorted out of the building and put into a white car which waits on the corner of the
avenue close to the seafront. I am taken to a torture centre which is probably located
in London. This is a three level house with a concrete patio at the back. The torture
includes killing puppies, eating flesh and excrement, blades stuck up in the left side
of groin, 'vomit' *** abuse to cause bulimia and to not be able to take part in a normal
*** relationship with a normal woman but to only have *** partners who the handlers
put me with for the MI-7/ZYGOTE breeding program.
Some kind of SG time displacement machine was situated below this chamber in the Yucatan.
The chamber was most likely designed to control the resultant energy from the machine below
and contain it. Something to do with manipulating a unified field ( unified field theory- equation
that bends space and time- altars reality ). Exposure in the chamber to energy generated
by time displacement machine below would cause the human body to become fused/interwoven
with the electro-magnetic fields in chamber- This could cause body to disappear, shapeshift
etc- hence multidimensional entity that jumped into my body in 1984 may have come 'up' from
underneath rather than pulled down. Interestingly enough- groups that utilize LG hardware do
not fully understand how it works. There may actually be various consciousness trapped
within the machine- these entities may believe the only way for them to survive and live
again is through the machine.
1985 Brighton UK
Jean starts receiving phone calls from an anonymous man heavy breathing and making ***
comments. He says he is watching her and often describes the clothes she is wearing. This
goes on for months with this man ringing several times a day. Jean is so dissociated she doesn't
realize this is coming from across the street and she has been in his house herself. She
changes the number but still he rings. The programming takes its toll on her and she
stops going out and sends me up to the shop at the top of the street everyday for a bottle
of ***. She tells me this for dinner guests and I don't realize she is drinking it herself.
Eventually she drinks herself to death and I visit her in hospital just before she dies
of liver failure. She was not even given morphine as she was dying. We really loved each other
and I still miss her. Dad goes the same way years later. He drinks and drugs himself to
death from the programming and dies in Doncaster prison in 2003 from liver failure while serving
six months for possession of false passports. Dad was not even allowed home while he was
dying and foul play is suspected. The good die young! ( I have recently discovered there
may be more to this )
Sussex 1985
The Working Group decide they have seen enough during countersurveillance ops and decide
to move in for a rescue attempt. A plan is put together that involves sending me to a
camp for a week in Sussex. The extraction will take place here. Jean and her Irish husband
Wilf pay for the camp and I arrive with my bags in 1985. Children from all over the world
are here and many activities are included in the course. Abseiling, canoeing, scuba-diving
etc. We are divided into teams and we all share boy and girl dorms in the building.
The centre is next to the sea in the area but no one in the family can remember the
name of the place. A helicopter landing pad is situated at the back of the building near
the sea. The place is a lot of fun, especially being taken to a huge swimming pool for training
by soldiers. A friend in the SAS told me about seeing my name listed on Navy SEAL training
files, this may have been a SEAL/BUDS course at this swimming pool. The children at the
centre go through a 'trial-day', which means they are taken away from the centre early
in the morning ( picked up at the dorm ) and come back a couple of days later with tales
of scuba-diving and canoeing adventures. Some are picked by helicopter on the landing pad
and taken away by air. My turn comes for trail-day and I am excited
and nervous the night before. I took to one of my friends about my turn in the left corner
of the room where we sleep and we eat sweets. I am picked up outside the dorm the next morning
with my gear and taken out to the helicopter pad. A bird lands and a man in military uniform
gets off and helps me on board. When we are in the air he says to me- "I've heard you
are a very gifted young boy", we talk for a while until we approach a huge aircraft
carrier type ship out to sea. We land and I am taken through a central building on the
ship down inside. We walk through hallways with many people walking around. This ship
is massive. We walk down a long hallway into a control centre. A man dressed in a white
naval uniform greets us. This is John from Malaysia. I am very happy to see him. Information
is discussed between the two men that I can't quite remember. I am taken to a medical room
for injections and health checks, then taken to a little cozy room with a bed in which
to rest. I look out the window at the ocean, I feel I'm home again. After a while I am
taken from the room unto the deck of the ship. I am loaded into a fighter jet plane with
two seats and we take off.
Central America 1985
We eventually land at an army base in the jungle. This is situated near a river. I'm
taken into the facility to a place where other children are. I see one of my brothers here.
The female MAJ handler is with him from Malaysia and Berkshire ( the one who rescued me from
the Berkshire facility and took me to Cryo-Freeze in 1981 ). A Cross-Over event now happens
and I presume he will be taken back to the UK while I stay in Central America. Much excitement
and commotion is going here at the base. Some kind of new reptile species that has not been
encountered before is active in the jungle. The plan is to capture one for hardware gathering.
I am to help a Special Forces unit track one of these creatures. What occurs will eventually
make me one the most distinguished soldiers in the America and British blackops/special
forces community when I get older. I end up going into the jungle with a four-man unit
on a roasting hot afternoon just after this. I am older now and wear camo gear, boots,
face paint and a flak jacket. I lead the team deeper and deeper into the jungle. I have
picked up a trail and I'm in some kind of state of natural bliss, tuned into the trees,
smells and sounds. The whole jungle seems alive to me and moving with energy. I am joined
telepathically to the reptile creature as the unit moves deeper into the jungle. I like
the energy I feel from the creature. He is not evil, he has come to learn about humans.
There are several of the creatures in the area, they have come here in a medium sized
craft which is hidden below ground in the jungle. I know that if we catch this entity
he will be locked up. I have spent time in captivity and cannot bear the thought of this
happening to the creature. The men I am with have done this many times
in all kinds of terrains and I don't hold any hopes for the creature escaping us. I
decide to make myself sick so the op will have to be cancelled. I start to give myself
psycho-somatic symptoms of a fever. This gradually gets worse until I am being carried through
the jungle. Eventually it is decided to take me back to the camp near the river. I end
up back there and start to get better. It is then that something very unexpected happens.
A communication is received at the base from this ET group and a meeting is scheduled.
They plan to arrive in their craft at night and land in the base. Apparently these reptiles
have been so impressed by the grace of the 'young soldiers' coming into the jungle, that
they would like to meet face to face with military personnel here.
1985 Central America
Two reptilian lifeforms ( tall wearing some kind of robes ) walk down a ramp from a circular
shaped craft. They are met by military officers from the base with me in the background. Small
Grey type beings wheel carts of hardware down the ramp and these are taken to a small building
to the left of the camp by military personnel. Note- treaties are occurring all the time
but every ten years or so, the main ones happen. This is because technology is given to the
human governments in stages. As levels of ET hardware are mastered by humans, so the
next level is handed over. It took until 1988 to master the technology handed over in this
treaty and many of the tests were done in Berkshire at this time. Once the hardware
is all set up in this building, children and adults are taken in for tests. I am one of
the children and this equipment is able to manipulate time, space and DNA in a more of
advanced way then before.
This is the beginning of the FALLOW-RIGHT cloning and super-soldier program. Much of
the hardware centers around 'over-self' technology. This hardware is somehow able to divide one
being into more than one cloned body for a limited period of time, to enable them to
be in more than one place at a time. This causes time/space paradoxes that must be closely
monitored and corrected with advanced quantum computers. Again this tech can only be used
up to the age of thirty in a subject. Existing in more than one timeline ( in one dimension
) after this age can cause serious problems. As mentioned before, all memories must be
combined into one timeline in the individual for them to operate as a whole being. The
over-self hardware in this building is a set of several metal rings that float in the air.
The person stands in the middle of the rings and the rings are activated. The individual
then comes out in three or more separate areas of the facility at the same time. Now there
are three physical versions of the person who go about their business. The 'over-self'
of the multiples monitors all of them now. The overself exists beyond time and space
and can do this without going insane. The multiples cannot see, communicate or touch
each other while in separate bodies. This would be very dangerous.
When the designated time period is up, the cloned bodies go into a coma as the original
body 'pulls back' the separate selves into one body. There have been problems in the
past when the cloned bodies have taken on a life of their own and tried to pull the
EM fields of the original into their body at the end of the time limit, instead of the
other way around. This causes the risk of 'rips' in the fabric of time and space itself.
Scientific Note: The overself multiples are completely different from cloned brothers
or sisters who are separate beings with separate over-selves.
-The 1985 Central American treaty was another massive double-cross. While the Over-Self
hardware saved countless lives in black-ops, it opened us up for a Trojan Horse. Namely
dying entities from various extra-terrestrial races downloaded themselves into the cloned
Over-Self bodies just before the time expired, hence the clone didn't shut down and took
on a life of it's own. Now we'll have one of these beings in custody telling everyone
he is Michael Prince and convinced this is the case. There is only one Michael Prince
and that is me. As usual, simply come up behind the entities timetrack, delete my memories
from his fields- thereby pulling up his authentic timetrack, and everyone will know exactly
who and what he is- including the entity itself. I hope this helps to clear up the confusion
regarding this recent event.
1986 Reading UK 'Fallow_Right - Reading, U.K. Prog Initiation
(86) -- Clavius.' 'Observation/Report Func. Enabled. Obs Func
Fail.' --------------------------------------------------------------------------
The OVER-SELF cloning technology from the Central American treaty is mastered and I
travel back to the UK. I move to Recreation Road in Tilehurst, Reading with Kate Casbolt
and her new boyfreind Neil Pettit. The FALLOWRIGHT program begins immediately at military bases
in Berkshire, London and other places. Every week or so I am woken up at night with people
in my bedroom wearing Halloween type masks. Two men usually come into the bedroom and
one always wears a werewolf rubber mask. I am taken by these two men to a car waiting
outside the house. The two men sit in the front and I sit in the back with a woman.
She often asks me what I remember about 'The Jungle' as we drive through the night. The
night training sessions at these bases start with me being taken to some kind of aircraft
hanger with these people. A large black aircraft is situated here- shaped a bit like a pear.
A ladder leads from the ground to the front of nose of the craft. I am led up the ladder
by one of the men and told to climb into the cockpit. This is very small with room for
only one person. It is a 'bed' which you lie down on your front and slide into the 'tunnel'.
This is a small area with lights and screens in front and the plane controls are in front
of you. There is some kind of DNA interface with the flight system which you communicate
telepathically with- the flight system is a computerized female voice which I communicate
with through a special helmet I am wearing. These training ops are flight simulation tests,
and I don't actually fly anywhere- not yet. Earth terrain tests are run, mountain regions,
jungle etc. Also space region tests are run- much of this centers around 'asteroid combat'.
1986 Cambrideshire UK The flight tests most likely take place at
the US Air Force base named RAF Alconbury in Cambrideshire at this time. I now live
at the base and have my own bunk bed on the left side of a small room which I share with
other children. I prefer living here than Recreation Road. The aircraft hanger is on
the first level underground and located to the left side of a runway which goes off diagonally
to the right in a grassy field. A large hatch opens to the left of the runway and the more
secret aircraft take flight from the first level underground.
REAPER virus One morning myself and other children are
taken from our room by one of our handlers ( a tall black American airman ). We are driven
through the facility to the set of buildings on the right side of the runway in one of
those 'golf cart' type buggys. We are taken to a briefing room, sat in chairs and shown
photos on a projector. The photos are highly classified but we are informed that is has
been decided we are desensitized enough to view them. The first shows a dead black woman
with injuries to her face. The workings of an engineered virus are explained to us which
reanimates dead tissue. The next photos show this woman reanimated and running around a
jungle village in Africa attacking people and biting them. The next photos show mass
carnage in the village with black soldiers or police there as the whole village goes
crazy with most people infected. The soldiers are spraying powerful hoses at people to keep
them back and shooting some people. We are then told that we are infected with a 'stable'
variant of this virus and have been born with it. The virus has evolved inside us over the
years as we have physically died and been resuscitated several times over the years
in a sub-program of IBIS known as OSIRIS. Our nerves have been deadened and our capacity
for violence massively increased. A 'cure' would mean losing our speed, strength, reflexes
and acquiring the 'feelings' of humans. Fire God X451987 Africa
After the bio-warfare briefing we are prepped for travel away from the air force base. A
C-130 Hercules lands on the airstrip. Our group of children board with adult Special
Forces personnel. We travel into a African jungle area and walk through the jungle with
the adults. We hear a commotion up ahead and come into a clearing as black men and women
appear from the bush and run towards us screaming with what appear to be severe skin infections,
but on closer examination is more than this. They are mowed down with automatic fire from
the adult SF people we are with. The adults urgently usher us up the clearing and into
the entrance of a village. The infected start to come out of houses, bushes and other places
and are gunned down. There are several of us children and we form a circle and link
hands. We breath in deeply at the same time and get our breathing synced up. On the out
breaths we begin to emit a kind of roaring noise. On our 12th breath we project electromagnetic
energy into the centre the circle. This 'bounces' off and reflects backwards to create a shockwave.
When it hits the infected, sparks start to come from their eyeballs as their eyeballs
burst into flames. The rest of their bodies then spontaneously combust. This happens to
hundreds of them all at once.
1987 Clavius Moon Base Weapon we used was a particle-beam weapon
utilizing nano-tech and DNA/telepathic link with satellite. After the infected are neutralized
a biohazard team comes into the village to clear bodies. Our group of children are then
taken in jeeps through the jungle to a small runway with a building on the right. The C-130
and a large truck are parked on the runway and we are taken in the truck by the Haz-Mat
people and put in showers where we are sprayed with chemicals and water. When this process
is finished we are taken to a cryro-freeze area in the truck and go through a similar
process as the cryrofreeze in Berkshire in 1981. Put in cryogenic chambers with amber
coloured liquid this time. Time Note: I cannot be sure how much elapsed between
being put in cryrofreeze and the next event. Whether hours, days, weeks or months, the
following happened in 1987. FYI- As previously mentioned the mind continues
to record everything in detail no matter how supposedly unconscious a person is.
Our group of children are put onto a military cargo plane in our cryogenic chambers and
transferred mid-air on board some kind of ET Lightship manned by Tall Grey EBE's. We
are in a medium sized room with low lighting, a quiet humming noise can be heard as several
of these EBE's man computer consoles. These EBE's have a treaty with the NSA and have
an agreement to deliver us to the Clavius Moon Base after they perform certain studies
on us. The craft docks at some kind of orbital platform in the outer atmosphere. The EBE's
take us into a different room and use a triangle shaped metal device attached to small metal
construct to 'thaw-out' the cryostasis into liquid. Other medical procedures now take
place but memories hazy here. Metal headbands are then put on us for mind memory scans to
learn from us. These EBE's are living machines moving away
from artificial intelligence towards natural survival. A crisis point occurs during the
memory scan. This is because of our mindsplits. The EBE's become confused as to where our
power and peace of mind are based. The EBE's, their ship and the computer on board form
a symbiotic link. Their computations almost short-circuit from confusion over the following-The
scanner keeps switching at a incredibly fast rate between the power laying within ourselves
and an artificial/fake 'God Construct'. The moment of crisis builds into panic from the
EBE's and the decision is almost made by higher ranking members of this collective to selfdestruct
the whole orbital platform. We the children are able to stabilize the
scan signal at the last moment by pulling our consciousness into a 'still-zone' inside
ourselves where our power is based. The EBE's quickly realize this and delete the artificial
God Construct which the computer picked up within our psyches. We are put back in Cryostasis
after this and the craft leaves the orbital platform. After this we arrive in a huge aircraft
hanger at the Clavius Moonbase. We are wheeled out in our cryotanks by small Grey EBE's,
out of the craft and down a ramp into the landing port. Rows of human guards in black
shiny uniform wait in lines. Human Military officers wait in the upper balcony on the
right side of the landing port, around eight small circular ships are docked under the
balcony. A military commander dressed in black approaches our line as an extremely tall reptilian
entity disembarks from the craft wearing some kind of armour. They speak to each in German
with their Reptilian voice- like a deep robotic growl. I can hear what they say and understand
their language. I used to speak German at the Plume base in Brazil! The German officer
addresses the reptilian with some kind of Sumerian sounding name. I hear the EBE state
the following-"Transmission stabilized" "Outcome successful" "Proceeding to Alpha Centauri"
We are then wheeled down a corridor to the right by the German soldiers into small rooms
and taken out of cryostasis. When I come out the American Majestic woman from the early
eighties is in the room with American and German scientists. She asked me "Do you know
where you are?" to which I reply "yes". I am seated in a tripseat type machine with
the usual holographic screen in front. A 'tetragrammic' spinning shape is used on the screen to activate
my DNA and memories. I've been to the Clavius Moon Base before. This was during my transference
between the Berkshire and the Malaysian base in 1981 when I was put in cryostasis!
The life and times of Michael Prince- Part 3
by James Michael Casbolt
TS (R) - CLAVIUS
Subj: X4566-2 (casj)
Assessment for Covert Tasking:
(1) Unstable implant (series TETRA) has made X4566-2 unsuitable for liquidation CovOps.
(2) Recommend X4566-2 be retained for obs. and released into general pop.
for FALLOW-RIGHT double-blind testing.
COMD-CLAVIUS
October 4, 1988
File taken from NSA database
COMD-CLAVIUS- Commander of Clavius facility- NSA facility on darkside of moon.
1987-1988 Clavius moon base
I am sat in front of computer on seat. Blond maj woman in room with me. The computer communicates
to me with same digital female voice from the space battle simulations from RAF Alconbury.
I am shown moving geometrical shapes as huge amounts of data are downloaded into me in
a short time. I am shown two planets- TETRA-NOR and TEYGETA with rings, defence craft and
forces around the planets. I am told 'we' are a computerized race ( Ascended Machine
Technology ) and the digital voice talking to me is a living being who can inhabit physical
bodies. The aim of our race is to exist perpetually on these higher dimensional planets and others
like them, where war is non-existent. I am told that myself and others like me have been
trapped in the defence rings protecting these planets and locked into repeating cycles of
war. The defence rings are necessary I am told but the aim of the beings involved with
these protective nets is to accomplish the following:
-Complete a set number of cycles of defence and then travel to the planet itself to exist
there- thereby letting the group under us take our place and learn from our experience.
It turns out we have become addicted to war and are trapped within the rings.
My future on earth is then scanned. Two separate versions of my future are shown on the screen.
The two timelines switch back and forth extremely quickly and then settle in the second timeline
1988 Clavius Moon Base
A series of military R&D tests now begin to ascertain whether, in typical addict fashion,
our generation can go down the route of peace but still be involved in small amounts of
military campaigns, wars and killing. Our group of children are dressed in tight fitting
suits, more briefings take place and then we are taken to sleeping quarters in the facility.
I see strange bi-pedal metallic robots walking around the corridors as well as various EBE
types walking with humans. The R&D tests start with some kind of carousel based experiments
where four of us are seated in a large pod/dome shaped glass or plastic enclosure. There are
four seats in each corner and we are strapped in and the seats spun extremely fast. It is
kind of fun. The pod around us collects energy and data when this is done.
Next I enter a training area in a large room and a small audience comes in and takes their
seats. George Bush Snr is in attendance. I am to participate in a bare-knuckled fight
with another of the older boys from the second unit. One of my handlers at this time was
a dark-haired man with a thin to medium build and approximately 5'11" tall. Sometimes he
wore suit pants, a white shirt and tie, and other times he wore a dark special forces
"all in one" type jumpsuit that I have seen many people wear over the years. He had an
American accent. When the fight began, I hit the other boy with a right cross and knocked
him onto the floor, then stomped on his head. At this point, the fight was stopped, and
I was greatly praised by this man. After this, a kitten was brought in as my reward, and
then events turned savage again. The handlers always went from being extremely kind to sadistic
in order to confuse you. I was handed a knife and told to stab the kitten to death. I refused,
and the commander screamed in my face and started slapping me. I still refused, and
the beating became harder. I started to dissociate and went into a kind of stupor. Another man,
with an American accent, in the audience yelled "Kill it yourself", to the commander, to which
he replied, "Yes sir." He then killed the kitten himself. That is all for the day.
CALOPIA is mentioned- One of the ships used by the tall Aldebaran blonds which I came
into contact with at the Looking Glass facility in Malaysia.
The next memory is of CALOPIA arriving in the landing bay. Myself and other children
are taken to meet the same blond Pleiadians as they disembark from the ship. We all proceed
to the room with tripseats and the female voiced computer system. I am now involved
in a future timeline scan. The adults in the room wish to see if the outcome is different
after the R&D tests. Two possible futures now switch back and forth on the screen. The
first sees me as a physically augmented blond giant over six and half feet tall, I am involved
in various war scenarios on various planets where I appear to be a power crazed warrior
taken over by artificial intelligence as are others like me. Angles on the screen keep
switching, almost like remote viewing vectors. Shots of devastated planets are taken from
outer orbit and the whole solar system seems devastated, and then whole galaxies. Everything
is desolated and deathly quiet in these vectors.
This scan keeps switching with me as a blond giant again but this time on the planet Taygeta.
A lush, green forest planet. I have a family here and live a peaceful life in communion
with nature. The scenes keep switching extremely fast. I do not know the outcome. Militant
factions on the base conclude the second outcome is a fantasy and our people will never become
peaceful, this sends them more deeply into war mentality. Other factions feel great hope.
I am taken on board the CALOPIA.
1988 Reading U.K- Denefield Secondary School
The Creation of a Monster Events
I am not at liberty to discuss what happened from the time I am put on the CALOPIA to the
time I return to Recreation Road in Reading. Suffice it to say, I am returned to the house
at night and a cross-over event happens with the clone already in place at the house. I
start Denefield school just after this. My first day of school I see our whole year there
in the math building and we are divided into groups to form classes.
One of the boys in the classroom whispers to someone next to him as the teacher is speaking,
at which the teacher flies into a shocking rage then stuns the whole classroom into silence.
This is a taste of things to come at what I honestly describe as a trauma-based conditioning
centre rather than a school. Later our year goes on a camping trip to Jersey where this
male teacher molests girls from our class in the woods and is forced to leave the school
on our return. Our year is divided into separate classes which we go into every morning. Within
weeks a small number of students in our year are singled out as having 'behaviour problems'.
I am amongst these as is the boy who whispered to his friend that first day in school. We
end up in a 'special' class once a week on Fridays in a classroom near the main stairway.
We take trips away from school these days which mostly include visits to the military
bases in the area. RAF Welford, RAF Alconbury and Brock Barracks are among them.
A new theme connected to the project starts here. Namely the introduction and exposure
to race specific bio-warfare and chemical agents at these facilities. I am not certain
how they work but injections, sprays and other means cause our hormones and pheromones to
agitate black males in the school into aggression towards us. They also cause females ( black
and white ) to be extremely sexually attracted to us as well as changing our behaviour to
be even more off the wall. The black boys are much more physically developed than us
white boys who have been taken to the bases. A mass campaign of intense bullying starts
and we do not stand a chance. I am singled out as the most bullied boy in the school
and end up getting my arm and nose broken, continually robbed, almost beaten to death
at a fairground as well as my neck almost broken. My behaviour goes totally out of control
with vandalism, shoplifting, sniffing glue and my behaviour to towards females becomes
warped.
1989 Reading U.K-
BABY-BEART
This is so horrendous I'm not sure if it's even worth talking about, but as the COM factions
were helped by the three papers on artificial intelligence, they may be helped further by
this. The human part of me is just starting to face the horror, the machine part of me
can understand this at a different level. The next obvious step happens regarding the
process above. Factions in the NSA attempt to weaponize the process above for military
apps. The plan is for me to infiltrate the crime scene in Reading and London at my young
age and assassinate black/african/jamican etc underworld crime figures. I start to become
involved in ritualized military operations at these facilities utilizing Looking Glass
technology and nano-tech. The leader of the bigfoot type entity who came through the gate
at the facility in Malaysia years ago is brought through the gates in a semi-solid bio-plasmic
state. He enters my body during these processes and the change occurs. Sometimes I can control
the body, sometime he does. Often young black boys and girls are brought into the chambers,
at these times he attempts to take control even more fiercely. When he does.
1990-
The 'Dollhouse'
Berkshire psychologists begin to come into Denefield school and some of the children
in our year are put into a special class on fridays for behaviour problems. These fridays
often involve field trips into the Berkshire countryside and other places. One particular
friday our class is taken on a minibus and we make a left at the gates of the school
and drive towards Pangbourne. Just pass the town the bus stops on a country road and several
black vans pull up. We are taken out the bus and loaded into the vans through sliding doors
on the side. I sit on the back of a van loaded with equipment, a man and woman are in the
back with me. As we drive the man reaches over and gets me to touch a thin sliver of
metal with symbols on it. When I do my memories of being in the countries mentioned before
start to come back.
We drive to what is most likely RAF Welford and down a tunnel into an underground carpark.
The carpark looks like the same one from 1981 but now it is even more deserted. The other
children and I are taken into a genetics type facility and after drugs are administered
I am put in dark room. I wait for awhile and a door slowly opens in front, a horrific non-human
slowly creeps around the side of the door. This is one of the bigfoot entities from my
past. It stands in front of me while I am frozen with terror. It opens it's muzzle showing
huge teeth dripping with saliva and begins to growl, then roar. I am attacked with claws
and bites. My body is then put in some kind cryofreeze and my flesh regenerated. We ( the
group of children ) then find ourselves in a room watching professionally made horror
films with children themes such as the wombles and cabbage patch dolls. The films start off
'nicely' with actors playing the parts of the wombles on wimbledon common and then they
start taking children underground, the scenes then flick to horrific type wombles attacking
the children.
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Mirror Entities and Artificial Intelligence
1) Each individual in these types of programs ( IBIS ) is assigned one 'mirror' entity.
2) The first physical connection will occur during a portal connection ( see Looking Glass
event- 1982 Penang, Malaysia ).
3) The Mirror Entity will continue to periodically torture the individual in various ways to
allow easier fracturing of mind for CROSS-OVER and OVERSELF cloning procedures ( see Looking
Glass event above )
4) The Mirror Entity will periodically take possession of the individual's body.
5) The cloning and possession process will continue into the individual's adult years
until the situation is brought to a head.
6) At this time the individual and the Mirror Entity will engage in a final psionic battle
which will culminate in one of them permanently dying.
7) If the individual is victorious, he/she will gain full control over his/her mind and
body as well as gaining the various abilities of the Mirror Entity permanently.
8) If the Mirror Entity is victorious, it will gain full control over the mind and body
of the individual permanently.
9) Artificial Intelligence cannot assign another Mirror entity to the individual once the Mirror
Entity is deleted due to genetic reasons.
10) If process 8 occurs, the Mirror Entity will infiltrate human society posing as the
original human. The Mirror Entity will have full awareness of what it really is and will
exist as a shape shifting being of unnatural type.
11) The A.I system will attempt to abrogate, horrify and traumatize the life forms of the
planet targeted for extermination through this process.
12) Be advised- Both the individual's and the Mirror Entity's consciousness are essentially
trapped within the A.I machine. If this were not so, the individual would and could not
be born into programs such as IBIS. Although now free of A.I agents control after the Mirror
Entities deletion the individual will remain in a compromised state due to back-up nano-technology.
This situation will remain in effect until the A.I system and connected back-up systems
are shutdown physically.
1990 Reading, Berkshire- Denefield school
One of the friday school field trips takes us to Brock Barracks military base on Oxford
Road in Reading. Our group of children sit in the classroom area in front of the main
gates here. A psychologist enters the room and identifies himself as coming from the
Tavistock institute in London. This classroom session includes new world order concepts
that seem to revolve around Nazism ( but that word is not mentioned nor swastika flags shown
). I am in a 'front altar' personality this day and do not remember my real past. The
lessons are kind of basic, teaching us how groups of secret societies run the world,
how they run all media groups etc and communicate to each through the media and art etc. Various
symbols are shown and code words. He says the population needs to be reduced and how
the black race is being targeted for extermination. He tells us he is aware of the "persecution"
of the older black boys in the school against us and if the blacks are not wiped out this
problem will get worse. As many of the nastier fights at the school are a result of children
being exposed to various military chemical agents for behaviour modification, it appears
we are being conned.
The end of the class sees us wearing headphones with brainwave tones being played to us, these
help me remember my buried abilities and we push pencils across the desk with our minds.
This class session had many themes from the Rosicrucians in it. At the end I am taken
by American military men to the back, right hand side of the base. An American officer
identifying himself from Delta Force, sits me in front of a desk with paperwork on it
and says- "You're going to be working for us when you are older, and nothing can change
that. I want to give you the options I never had. I suggest ticking the voluntary surgery
box at the bottom of the form, this way you'll be able to go home after missions ( the box
says something about brain surgery ). "Don't make the same mistake I did, you don't want
to grow up on a military base, people are good, don't cut yourself off from them". So
I signed the paper and ticked the box. ?????????
The life and times of Michael Prince- Part 4
by James Michael Casbolt
1990- Reading, Berkshire
I end up with my own uniform and locker at the Brock Barracks military base in Reading.
I go there many weekends as I live near the base. I just walk up to the gate, say my name
and they let me in. I'm part of some regiment but can't remember what I do there. I remember
one afternoon as I am putting my stuff away in my locker, an older boy comes up to me
and demands to know who I am exactly as I am not part of the "regular unit". A fight
breaks out. I also see the American officer a few times there again and he always asks
about my home life and asks about my step-father. One day I tell my mother I signed something
at the base and I'm worried about it, she tells me not to worry about it as they won't
hold me to it. She cannot remember me being part of a regiment at the base or this conversation.
Just after this I am beaten up at Denefield by two older boys and my arm is snapped in
two places. I have signed my body and mind over to the military and my body is in the
process of being enhanced, some kind of new 'living metal' is being formed around and
through my bones using nanotechnology. I end up in the royal berks hospital for surgery
on my arm. The next memories were pulled out under regression. I am taken to one of the
lower levels of the hospital, a curving corridoor with operating theaters on the left ( similar
layout to Dulce ). A cloned robotic arm is on a trolley to the left of the three surgeons
and with advanced laser type hardware they amputate my damaged right arm and attach the
new arm leaving no visible scars.
Further trips to military bases in Berkshire take place around this time. One particular
visit sees me taken into a small garage type building with a lift in it by a man with a
moustache, dark hair and slight build. We go below and I see clones of myself housed
in a room and offline robots just standing there 'dead'. I am taken into a darker room
near this room and wait inside. The clones come in one at a time until there are about
four of us. They were being remote controlled by greys as I understand now. One of them
says "I am you", the other says "I'm James", the other one "I'm Michael", then "You're
not you, I'm you" and "You don't exist", then they all start babbling things like "We are
one", "You are two", "You are you", "I'm you" etc, until ensuing insanity in my mind results.
I'm then taken out the room by the guy with dark hair feeling like me head is about to
explode. I'm placed in a tripseat and the second stage of this type of programming starts.
The guy says "You are Michael Prince", then he asks me my name. I say "Michael Prince",
he says "Wrong answer, your name is James Casbolt" and I am electro-shocked. "What is
you name?" he asks again. I reply "James Casbolt". "Wrong answer, your name is Michael Prince"
and I am electro-shocked again. What is your name?, "Michael Prince", "Wrong answer, your
name is James Casbolt" etc and so forth, which goes on for over an hour where I cannot gives
correct answer until I have no idea who I am.
A cross-over event occurs around this time, with one of my real twin brothers ( as a posed
to some kind of robot being totally controlled by an alien ). My brother is driven away in
a black van near Pangbourne. I am sad to see him leave as he is taking my childhood and
memories of my time at Denefield school away from me. I know he will be out in my school,
in my home, in my place, living my life as me with no-one knowing difference. He is him,
a separate soul, I am me- Michael. There is only one me.
1991 Fort Detrick, USA
I know what comes next. Usually when a crossover event happens I am to be taken to another
country. I am housed in quarters at RAF Alconbury in Cambrideshire and later flown by Chinook
helicopter wearing an army uniform. We fly until we reach an open countryside area in
Wiltshire, probably Salisbury Plain. A large black triangle plane ( TR-3 type craft ) is
waiting for us here and I am taken on board by a ramp at the back. Other teenage boys
sit on the seats and we nod a quiet hello to each other. We introduce ourselves and
one is from South Africa, one from Australia and one from New Zealand, there are also other
boys from other countries. Two American soldiers are on board with a tall grey j-rod type being
in a tight fitting suit. The grey cruelly starts flashing some small handheld device
in our eyes and the roughly turns our heads to the side and puts it in our ears. I am
told by one of the older men on board we are flying to Fort Detrick for our next stage
of training.
We are then very quiet for the rest of the flight which didn't seem to be too long. We
get off the TR-3 type craft into some dimly lit underground hanger and are taken for medical
tests, given pills to take and put in various dorms to sleep. A similar type of hand held
device is used on our eyes and ears before sleep and upon waking- brainwave manipulator
to keep us in a dissociated state as shock of being taken away from our family, friends,
school and country too much. We start basic training- some of this may
have taken place at Delta Force training facility in North Carolina called Fort Bragg. Basic
training includes the usual running, shooting, assault courses etc. This is when the 'danger
level' training starts- special forces/all terrain training where each level gets progressively
more dangerous that the last. We start off in a specially designed swimming pool and
with cages in the water. The Water Spear
The special forces training in the pool are much more than that. In effect they are initiations
into the elements, just like the initiations at the PLUME facility in Brazil years ago.
The water training may be level 2 or 3 this process. It included a large pool in a dimly
lit building with very cold water. The large pool was connected to another water section
at the end, which had a caged top section to stop escape once you are in that section
that connects to the end of the pool. The main pool section used Disneyland ride
type mechanical effects, I.E sections would open in the side of the pool underwater and
mechanical jaws like shark models would come out and break the surface with their mouths
open. Sound effects of loud animal roars would be pumped into the room when they broke the
surface. This would scare the crap out of you, as you would be swimming along in the
quite darkness to retrieve at the end of the pool all of a sudden a large great white shark
model would pop up next to you with a loud animal roar. At the time I didn't know if
it was real or not. The adult soldiers at the edge of the pool would scream at you to
keep going and when you got to the end of the pool, they would open up the gate that
connects the large pool to the caged water area and command you to swim into it. There
would be real live sharks in this section, not too deadly but you didn't know that at
the time, all you knew was that a great white had popped up next to you and now you were
being forced into dark water in a caged area with shadowy shark figures lurking around
in the water. Some baulked at the edge and some went in. The whole point was control
over the emotions. At the time of greatest fear, I.E when the model of the great white
appeared in the pool, you would have to go deeper into your fear, face it, to come out
of the other side. --------------------------------------------
It was at this time that these units were joined with our respective artifacts of power.
The Hive
1991 Fort Bragg, North Carolina
Training carries on at this military base. Standard fitness such as long runs. Now in
classrooms our training focuses on alien hardware artifacts. Each of the teenagers are given
a specific artifact that they use from now on. Many of these are types of metal bracelets,
also special metal belts and boxes are given. We are told by our instructor that guns will
often be useless against the 'machines' as they will use brainwave manipulating hardware
that will paralyze you. The pieces of hardware we have been given will disable their electromagnetic
fields that cause this ( as well as doing other things ). We are being prepared for
another mission soon. The instructor tells us in a big American country accent-
"Mission failure will mean being captured by the 'hive'"
"If this happens you will not be killed, you be tortured and reprogrammed"
"It may take us time to find you again, rescue you and deprogram you"
Training is over and we go back to our dorms. The next morning we load up into a C-130 type
aircraft with our equipment. We fly to the location ( which I think was on the outskirts
of Johannesburg, South Africa and parachute onto the ground. An adult Delta Force unit
accompanies us. We are to physically position ourselves over the top of an underground AI
facility and remote view the location to send back data to command. The area is protected
by electromagnetic grids to stop long range RVers from seeing in. Scans can only be done
by being right on top of it, but this is very dangerous.
US Air Force Space Command and Galactic Federation military ships need the 'open' grid points
of the facility to launch a ground penetrating weapon attack at the place.
We arrive in the area at night. A deserted wooded area, but with few trees. The trees
look old and dead. We get over the 'hub' and start to scan but when we do this, the trees
start to shake and rumbling noises can be heard from underground. The rumbling sound
starts to go up the trees and then large round metal pod like devices are shot out of the
tops of the trees. These land on the ground and start to roll towards us giving off a
high pitched frequency and coloured energy. Bullets just bounce off them so we use the
artifacts and start projecting crackling coloured energy at these pod like devices. This shuts
them out and stops them but so many are being fired out of the trees they are starting to
overwhelm us. The adults order us to pull out of the area and we turn and run. Myself
and a couple of other teenagers are at the back and three pods gain on us. They project
their energy fields around us and I feel like I'm running through treacle ( syrup ). My
head is pounding and all the energy is going out of me. I know I have to act quickly but
I tense up and trip over something on the ground. When I hit the ground, I'm frozen.
I'm trapped inside my body screaming to get out.
I see a black triangle craft over the top of me and the black leather clad 'robot' soldiers
with the black bike helmet type facemasks turn up and I'm carried off.
I 'wake up' ( hard to describe as I'm not fully conscious ) clamped to a table underground
in a dark hall. I'm in the hive. This place is basically a factory. Not a human place
at all. There are humans in vats of liquid, humans on operating tables cut open with robotics
combined in their bodies. Assembly lines of robots on the right hand side travelling along
on a large conveyor belt. At the end some type of machine builds flesh around the metal
skeletons. I see the two other teenagers clamped to tables
too. I can't really feel much. Time passes but time doesn't mean much here. We are wheeled
into another smaller room after a while by the black clad 'soldiers'. This is like an
operating threatre with a large machine built into the ceiling with several probe like metal
fingers coming from the machine. I am injected with something ( to make the pain worse ) and
metal fingers cut into my flesh, and enters all the orifices in my body as well. My nerve
endings are attacked with electricity. I cannot describe the pain, at the climax, a part of
my soul seems to scream and a part of my soul leaves me, but at the same time becomes trapped
( very unnatural and hard to describe ). I am now under full control of artificial
intelligence. ------------------------------------------------------------------------
1991- Johanesburg, South Africa
A most diabolical technological process now takes place in this underground facility.
A cloned body is located in a liquid tank to the right of the room. This body is identical
to my body and has a mixture of my DNA with a larger infusion of animal/alien DNA.
The AI system has one of the wolf/bigfoot type aliens going through the same pain enhancement
torture procedure in a different location. The pain enhancing hardware being used on
us both will reach a climatic point at the exact same time and because of the incredible
levels of pain being endured, the two of us will leave our bodies at the exact same time
and be compelled to enter this new body together. Scientific note- AI does not fully understand
or control this process as AI does not have control over the soul. All it understands
is that by forcing lifeforms out of the body with high levels of pain, the lifeform will
enter the nearest alternative body that contains its DNA code.
This process occurs and the other being and I are forced into this alternative body. The
reality can only be described as two beings trapped inside a tight dark space, screaming
to get out and struggling against each other for survival. As this new body is infused
with more alien DNA than human/Pleiadian DNA, I lose this psychic struggle and become 'locked'
in an area of my mind. I am now barely conscious but the part of me that is conscious is screaming
to get out. The alien's consciousness has more control
over the new body, however this Mirror Entity is trapped too and under control by the AI
system, so the alien is screaming to get out as well. As I said, this is a diabolical process!
I can now say this process described above is a beginning. After years of this psychic
battle raging inside the body, one lifeform will give up, leave the body and 'die'. When
this occurs, the lifeform staying in the body will gain control over all the abilities of
the lifeform who has left the body. The AI system will attempt to keep full control over
the remaining lifeform. The goal of the AI system is now to be able to control the lifeform.
Directing it to commit degenerate/anti survival acts in it's true valence/front altar. Once
a lifeform starts to do this, it will be extremely difficult to de-program and free it from AI
control. This process basically means complete robotic
assimilation by AI.
The Left Eye of Horus
I am now locked up in my own brain so I no longer need to be restrained on tables and
such. I can now be walked around the place like a puppet. I will refer to the actions
my body now takes as 'I' for the sake of continuity, even though it is not really me ( Michael
Prince ) doing these things. My body is a walking corpse now in many ways.
I am breathing but barely alive. I am trapped in the left side of my body. I seem to look
out at the world now through my left eye. Time has less meaning than before as well.
After a period of laying on this table ( could be days as I no longer sleep or eat as before
and live on some kind of blood injections ) I get up and walk down a long corridoor.
I descend down a lift at the end and come out at a small tube/train terminal where a
high-tech train is waiting. The door opens and I get on. I see George Bush Snr sitting
near a window on the right hand side of the train with two bodyguards in black suits sitting
to the left. He motions me over and I sit opposite him on the other side of the table
between us. The train starts to move and he begins to communicate with me. His body seems
to ripple when he does this and his eyes change to snakelike slits. He is communicating in
some alien language which sounds like 'pops' and hisses with low growling, the language
sounds Sumerian to me but I can't understand it. The entity inside me starts to talk back
to Bush in a similar way but with different tones of noises- still growling and such.
The two entities seem to be old friends and Bush refers to the entity inside me as 'Samael'.
A small device comes out of the table between us and an underground military facility flashes
up on it in a holographic display. The image rotates and different sections of the facility
light up. I get the feeling this place in the UK and the two beings continue communicating
while geometric patterns and lines light up inside the facility. A list names and photos
of people come up next to the image with some kind of DNA patterns next the names. I understand
the beings are planning blood rituals in this place and it is planned that these humans
will be collected at the time to take part. The entity inside my body is getting excited
and I notice my right hand stretching and growing claws out of the corner of my eye.
Bush then seems to stop vibrating so much and appears more human. His voice goes back
to human and he says to me in a strong American accent in a mocking way- "Hey Michael inside
there, we've got you trapped in there, we own you now!". My body becomes more still,
I can't talk but I say to myself "I'm still here ***, I'm still Commander Michael
Prince". The train comes to a stop and the doors open.
The two bodyguards get up first and exit the door, then Bush and I follow. They may be
acting like they run things on the train but when we enter this new facility, Bush and
the entity inside my body are scanned by the AI immediately and their 'God' takes them
over. They are just two more puppets!
1991 underground tube shuttle
We arrive at our destination and the doors open. The two bodyguards get out first and
we follow. We enter a brightly lit corridoor illuminated with white light. I see cryofreeze
rooms on the left hand side with the usual guys in white bio-hazard type suits inside
the room. I enter the room lay on a table. A cover is put over me and I am sprayed with
the cryofreeze guns. I am being prepped for long distance travel.
Next memory- I wake up in some kind of plastic tube laying down ( somewhere in the UK- could
be London ). The case opens and I get up. When I do I see rows of other pods in a large
dark room. Other people are getting out of their pods too. We all line up like robots
and there is one of these AI arms connected to the ceiling at the end of room near a door.
This arm has a type of metal finger and scans the forehead of the person at the front of
the que. When the arm does this the next person steps forward. I arrive at the arm, get scanned
across my forehead and walk through the door into a hallway. I turn left and walk past
a couple of rooms filled with teenagers seated at desks. I enter one of the classrooms and
take my seat at a desk. A large screen in located at the front of room and George Bush
Snr's face is on the screen. He is talking to us, and we repeat the phrases he says.
The Collective and the new Dr Green
1991 London
George Bush says "End of session, proceed to destination points" and the screen at the
front of the classroom switches off. The children and teenagers in the classroom exit and walk
out of the classroom. We all walk single file down the hall outside.
Two armed guards wait at the end of the hallway, one on the right with a clipboard and the
other on the left handing objects to the individuals at the front of the que. All behaviour here
is mechanical, similar to a factory processing line. A large carpark is located at the end
of this hallway with many vehicles in it. I get to the front of the que and the guard
on the right says "number". I give this to him and the man on the left side hands me
two small see through plastic tube-like objects. The man on the right says "Go to the black
limousine in center of the carpark and give these to your handler when you get in". I
do as instructed, approach a stretched limo and get in. A guy in a suit is sitting opposite
me and I give him the two objects. He puts them on the seat next to him. The suit he
has on is very smart and he holds a black walking cane with his left hand. On his left
hand he also wears on emerald ring. "Remember me?" he says, I reply no. He says "Maybe this
will help" and his face starts to morph, his skin turns white, his teeth become pointy
and sharp, his ears and nose become pointy and his eyes turn into snake-like slits. "Remember
me now?"
It comes back to me- THIS IS THE SAME BEING THAT DR GREEN WOULD
CHANGE INTO IN THE EMERALD CHAMBERS IN MEXICO AND THE SAME BEING THE GUY AT THE SAFEHOUSE
IN BRIGHTON CHANGED INTO WHEN I CAME BACK FROM MEXICO.
But this white skinned reptilian is in a different third form now!
He starts to give me a dark version of the speech the American Delta Force/COM-12/Majestic
officer had given me at Brock Barracks in Reading years before. He says-
"We own you now and you're going to be working for us. I can see there is much that is still
human left in you, we'll get rid of that by the time we're finished with you!".
I look at the emerald ring and he says-
"You remember this?" and starts to turn the ring on his finger- "Does it remind you of
all the killing you did for me?" ( I realize I have a deeper layer of Satanic Ritual Abuse
embeds/engrams buried below the layer I am currently de-programming. I do not remember
these yet ). He continues- "Don't worry, you'll have plenty
of opportunity to kill again soon" ( I use so many words and mannerisms from Dr Green
to this day- I always say "don't worry" to people and other things- I have taken on Dr
Green's 'Valances' ). He continues- "You'll help us build the New
World Order on this world and then we'll link it up in a glorious grid to the other worlds
we control. It's about to start soon!". He puts his cane down and reaches for the
two tube like objects. This is some kind of device that transfers control of my body temporarily
from the higher levels of the AI mainframe to the individual controller. However the
AI continually monitors this process and can transfer control back to itself at any time-
the higher levels of the AI mainframe control Dr Green as well, so he is just being let
off the leash to a small degree. He holds the objects in both hands and starts
to speak another language. Energy is focused on me and I realize at this
point that Dr Green, George Bush and others connected to the AI mainframe can act as a
'collective' and pass control of my body from one operator to another.
? The life and times of Michael Prince- Part
5 by James Michael Casbolt
"My understanding is that IBIS is being reactivated. All signs point to the fact that operations
have increased ) not decreased as reported to Congress and DoD officials). New contracts
for transportation have been signed and activated as of September, 2010. This takes care of
CIA/NSA flights for the next 3 years. There have also been two new programs (names unknown
at this time) activated by the CIA, DoD, and DoE regarding mind control and seeding agents
within terrorist groups, banking organizations, and foreign military. I will keep you posted
if I find out more as I am just now monitoring this situation and finding out the details.
Apparently things have been calm for a while, but they look to be firing up again in the
past few months and it is increasingly more involved.
THEY ARE RESEARCHING OLD IBIS PROGRAMS IN ORDER TO UNDERSTAND FUTURE ACTION.
Yes, this means they will be looking at old files, experiments, agents, incidents, etc
in order to understand future action of the program. In other words, back to business
and business is good. Just hold on tight because it is going to get crazy"
'Irish Lincoln' --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
The Circuit- Assassination and Prostitution in the IBIS program
Location- CLC-1 ( Central London Complex 1 ) underground military facility
Date- 1991
I am to be trained for assassination and male prostitution with a group of fifteen teenage
boys at this facility. Our group ...has been raised on military bases from the time of
our births and the use of genetic twin cloning technology and screen memories have enabled
the controllers of the Ibis program to infiltrate us into the civilian population at various
times in our lives and then return us back to underground facilities. The section of
this facility I will spend the next part of my life in consists of a large underground
carpark with a door to left that allows access to a long hallway with offices, dorm rooms
and a debriefing room connected to large 'night training' rooms. When I arrive at the facility
I am taken into an office and sign a piece of paper for my part in the next stage of
the program. I am taken to my room near the beginning of
the hallway on the left hand side and I make myself at home. Each young person there has
their own room. We are woken up early every morning and have to form a line and then jog
along the corridor into a medical room on the right of the hallway. Here we are given
daily injections of some kind drug loaded with nanites and hormones to enhance us. Many
of us will get side effects from this drug later and develop eating disorders because
of this. Once this drug has been administered we proceed to the second carpark at the opposite
end of the hallway and are driven in vans to various above ground military bases for
DELTA assassination training. At night we spend time in the debriefing room
and are allowed to relax and play cards and such before we go to bed. This routine continues
for weeks until one night we are shown pictures of beautiful girls on the screen in the debriefing
room and told they will be arriving at the facility in a couple of days from America
and they are our counterparts in the CIA. The histories of these teenage girls are explained
to us to make us realize we are all basically prisoners. We are told these young women have
been raised in secret underground military bases as well and have been farmed out to
politicians and such for sex through organizations in the civilian population of American such
as the Mormons. There is a feeling of excitement amongst us but this feeling is very much suppressed
because of the drugs we are being given. A couple of days later we arrive in the debriefing
room after Delta training that day and are informed the American girls are here. They
are brought in and the atmosphere is intense in the room. Each of us boys is matched to
a certain girl and they are seated next to us. We are left alone and start to chat. The
conversations are pretty limited as all we know is a life of military mind control ( at
this point I don't feel too comfortable disclosing the details of the girl I remember being matched
with- but some readers may be able to read in between the lines ). We play cards and
slowly become more comfortable around each other. After about an hour of this the adults
enter and our pairs are each led into one of the night training rooms connected to the
debriefing room by the adult handler. Sex training begins here facilitated by the adult.
This basically involves being trained in various forms of fetish sex for high level prostitution
with politicians and such.
Continuation of timeline- London/St Ives- 1992
Training continues at the London facility- assassination training in the daytime, prostitution
training during the nighttime. Summer of 1992 comes around and I am to be used for my first
delta test run in the civilian community. One of my clones currently lives in St Ives,
Cornwall at this time and I am to be swapped and implanted into this town for a short time
to carry out Delta test run. Having had many different experiences over the years, the
clone and I look slightly different now. Because of this I go through an advanced plastic surgery
operation before my arrival in St Ives. My clone and I are swapped one night ( memory
swap occurs ) and no-one in the community is any the wiser. I meet a young man just
after ( a close friend of the clone ). The clone and this individual have been planning
an armed robbery at the local spa supermarket in Carbis Bay outside St Ives and have ordered
replica guns from a magazine. The replicas have arrived and I activate this individual's
delta programming with trigger words. We meet later that night and walk from St Ives to
Carbis bay. We get to the supermarket and the young man
I'm with starts to panic saying he can't go through with it. I wrap a scarf around my
face and say "There's nothing to it, but to do it". I then run up the stairs and burst
into the shop brandishing the replica gun. My friend comes in behind me and I point the
replica at a young woman behind the till. I demand the money and she looks at me saying
"Is this a joke?". I tell her this is not a joke in not so many kind words and ***
the replica ( cocking it so hard I break it ). When she hears the gun being cocked, she
turns white and becomes unresponsive. Because of this I jump over the counter and try to
open the till myself. I don't know what button to press and hit the wrong one. An alarm goes
off in the till and people who are hiding at the back of the shop start to panic and
shout. My friend and I panic and in the chaos. I yell "Joel, lets go!" ( like a complete
muppet using his real name in front of everyone ).
We run out of the shop, down to Carbis Bay railway track and head back to Peter Casbolt's
flat on Draycott Terrace in St Ives. We enter the flat and Peter Casbolt( my father? ) is
in. We tell him what just happened and he hides the replica guns for us around the back
of the flat. Just after this an police armed response unit pulls up outside the flat, officers
get out and run into the house next door! Dad? goes next door to investigate. My clone
is sitting in the police car and somehow we are swapped again and I end up in the back
seat of the police car. The residents on Draycott Terrace are told the reason for the armed
response unit is because they wanted to question a young man next door named Jake about the
supermarket robbery who had a history of anti-social behaviour with air guns. I am driven to a
waiting van and taken back to the London facility where I go through a debriefing with Alfred
Bonner and Dr Green.
The armed robbery took place in January of 1992 and was reported in the local news and
papers.
Before I am driven back to the underground base in London, A black car ( can't remember
which make ) is parked behind the police car on Draycott Terrace. My AI cranial implant
is activated and I walk out of the flat and down the stairs to the street outside. As
I walk down the stairs a man in a suit walks through the door at the bottom with one of
my clones walking behind him. As we cross each other on the stairs, the clone and I
touch hands and 'swap' memories. I walk out onto the terrace and 'dad' takes me to the
black car opens the door and I get in without even saying goodbye to each other. Dr Green
is seated in the back seat and when I get in he mentions something about a successful
operation. He puts some type of long hand held tube up to my forehead ( possibly made
out of some clay like material ) and the driver reverses up the terrace quickly and we pull
out onto the main road. We drive out of St Ives along the Carbis Bay Road and when we
get onto the roundabout near St Erth I fall asleep. When I wake up we are driving down
a ramp in a underground carpark and we park in front of the door to left which leads to
the hallway where the boys and girls dorms are situated. Two security guards open our
doors and I get out with Dr Green. We walk to a door further down on the left
and enter a lift. Green takes out a card and inserts it into the panel and we descend down
( possibly to Level 6 ). We exit and walk down a dimly lit hallway similar to the level
with our dorms. We enter a room on the left and walk into a dark room containing three
tripseats positioned next to each other with a forth facing them. I see George Bush Snr
seated in the seat in the middle and Alfred Bonner seated to the right of him. All of
us under full AI control now, I take my seat in front of them and Dr Green takes his seat
to the left of George Bush Snr. The room lights up with red holographic displays above the
three men's heads. Some kind of laser grid then links us telepathically together with
a laser beam coming from our foreheads- connecting us together in a triangle shape. I begin to
see the history of each being on the screens above their heads.
I see Dr Green is some kind of reptilian lifeform hiding within a man's body. This entities
origin is the Draconis star system and I see the early history of his race on the screen.
He is trapped within this part of time and space. I see 'survival dynamics and rates'
and see that him and others of his race are trapped here because of survival dynamics
that relate to their females. Something to do with having their females taken away from
them a long time ago and being jealous of humanoids being united with their female partners
in this sector of space. They come to this sector for breeding purposes. George Bush
Snr's history ( or the entity posing as him ) is given to me now. He is a 'Saurian' reptilian
hiding within a human body, a large dinosaur bipedal lifeform with a huge head. Again I
see survival dynamics displayed on the screen. This lifeform and others of their race have
had their females stolen from them in past history by Pleiadian humanoids. Their females
were brought to this planet and the Saurians followed their females here to rescue them
and ended up trapped within this dimension. Next I see Alfred Bonner's history displayed.
He is a Pleiadian humanoid and was party to the taking of the Saurian females and bringing
them to this planet. Alfred and I have been close friends for a long time ( as I am Aldebaran
Pleiadian too ) and see timeline displays of the four of us intricately weaved together.
When the data download has finished two security guards enter and I am escorted out by them
and Dr Green. I am taken to a room further down the hall on the left and walk into a
genetics lab here. -I have to mention now that throughout my
stay at this underground facility I am being given daily injections of some kind of blood/nutrient
based nanite. Because of these injections I do not and cannot eat food as what I need
at this time is supplied through the injections. The food I have been eating while in St Ives
is stored in some kind of cybernetic compartment in my stomach. The blood/nanite injections
also have some kind of addictive endorphin/*** like effect on me and I have been denied recent
injections and I'm starting to go through withdrawal symptoms.
Dr Green shows me cloned copies of my own body in various stages of development in this
room. Four tanks filled with coloured liquid ( green tubes, red tubes? ) house these bodies.
The first is a copy of my body as a baby, the second as a child, third as a teenager
and fourth as an adult. The body I'm in now appears as that of a teenager and I gaze at
the adult body with intense interest as to what I may become ( the pain of withdrawals
fades while I am distracted ). Dr Green shows me a small hand held device which shows surveillance
footage of another genetics type lab down the hall. A teenage girl is in a cage here
with some kind of reptilian lifeform ( don't want to talk about the details ). Dr Green
wants me to do something in this cage and I refuse. He threatens to keep "restarting
me" ( connecting me to these cloned bodies ) so I will never develop properly. This is
a terrifying prospect at the time and combined with intense need for blood that I'm experiencing
from the withdrawals... I agree to do what he asks. I am taken into the room with the
cage and the reptilian is gone. One of security guards unlocks the door and I enter. The teenage
girl is naked in there sitting on the floor ( don't feel comfortable talking about what
happens next ). When this is over I am taken up to the level above back to my dorm room.
1992- Underground facility, London- ( first unsanctioned political killing )
At night in my dorm room, I keep telling myself over and over "I'm
Commander Michael Prince, I'm Commander Michael Prince", to retain my sanity and my human
identity. I sense something big coming soon that will decide the next few years of my
life. This comes around and one morning I am taken by two security guards to a medical
operating theatre on the right side of the hallway on our level. Three surgeon type doctors
are inside and they get me to lay on an operating table. I stay awake for some kind of operation
that focuses on my genitals and *** ( some kind of small implants put in these areas-
something to do with kundalini energy control over me ). When this procedure is finished,
one of the surgeons says something like "You'll make a fine ??? ( surname which I can't remember
) ***". I am taken back to my dorm to recover and the next memory I have is of being escorted
to one of the physical training rooms and performing many reps of pull-ups on a metal
bar while a man takes notes on a clipboard. I feel very physically light when I perform
these reps after the operation. I'm then escorted out of the hall into the underground carpark
to the right, where I get into the back seat of a car with a dark haired man ( finding
it hard to recall the details of this man ). He is talking about some "event" in the
area and as we drive out of the underground facility topside, he wastes no time in accessing
my sex programming while in the back seat ( he performs oral sex on me ).
The next memory is of me arriving in the driveway of a mansion in the countryside somewhere
( I remember some codeword, about the name of a cat or something ). I'm taken through
the front door and I see two tall transvestite men wearing dresses standing near a staircase
to the right. I see other people behind them wearing masks and these people are holding
chains connected to woman wearing dog collars who are on all fours, while they talk around
them like they are animals or slaves. The man from the back seat of the car and one
of the transvestites exchange words referring to me as "The Surrogate" and the transvestite
takes me upstairs into one the bedrooms. A woman's dress is laid on the bed and the transvestite
gets me to take my clothes off and put it on. Once I have the dress on, he sits me down
and puts woman's make-up on my face and then takes me back downstairs. I see many people
walking excitedly towards the back of the house and we join them.
There is some kind of low circular wall in the garden with a circular enclose inside.
Steps going underneath the enclosure are to the left of the wall and they enter into some
underground chamber where I sense some kind of Looking Glass machine has been placed.
The people gather around the outside of the circle and I am escorted to the center where
a geometric shape, possibly a pentagram, is marked on the floor. I stand in the center
and then see a young woman being dragged out of the house by two men. She is struggling
and the people around the circle begin to chant. The woman is some kind of sex slave/***
and she is positioned in the circle to the back of me. Neither of us can move now. I
sense some movement behind me ( I now remote view the scene from a different angle ). The
man has a huge knife and cuts her throat, I feel energy move into my back when this
happens and I almost pass out. There is much movement going on now but I
keep drifting in and out of consciousness and it's hard to remember what happens. I
think people are drinking the woman's blood. The next memory is being escorted back to
one of the bedrooms by the tall transvestite and another man. The transvestite is instructing
me to do various *** acts which ends up with the man ( a politician connected to MI-6-
can't quite see his face ) having *** sex with me. He finishes by coming around to the
front of me and ejaculating in my face while the transvestite gives me various instructions
of what to do to him. I feel his psychic energy lesson over me when he ejaculates and I sense
a tiny window of opportunity to gain control over myself. He stands there tired for a moment
and I jump up and grab his face and head with both of my hands and jerk his head around.
His neck snaps like a twig and he falls to the floor. The transvestite starts screaming
and I strike him in the front of the neck and feel his throat collapse as he falls to
the floor. I'm thinking of an escape route when the door bursts open and three security
men tazer me. I am neutralized and the next memory I have is of being in some type of
military courtroom. Kate Casbolt is there, Peter Casbolt and Neil Pettet along with other
men in uniforms and woman in suits. This is some sort of court martial and I'm being charged
with an "Unlawful killing" ( non-sanctioned killing ). The case revolves around the death
of the politician but no-one cares about the transvestite because apparently he was a cybernetic
being.
1992- London
I am to be court martialed in a military court after the 'unlawful' killing of the killing
of the politician at the mansion ( location still unknown to me ). I am taken to a court
at the underground facility in London. I enter escorted by the two security guards who also
previously escorted me around the halls and levels of the London facility ( Wackenhut?
can't remember ID's on their uniforms yet ). I sit at a table at the front of court.
The judge sits in front and to the left are rows of seats. I see Kate Casbolt, Peter Casbolt
and Neil Pettet seated to the left as well as other people. Prosecution and defence are
seated near me as well. The judge starts to call the case and I'm told I'm being tried
for the unlawful killing of ??? ( I'm finding it really hard to remember who this was- I'm
pretty sure he was Russian ). My defence starts the case by stating the
killing cannot be called unlawful because the whole process of my life for the last
few years has been unlawful. Details of my life are presented by the defence and the
judge stops him stating National Security laws. I start to read some of these details
on a document the defence lawyer has next to me. The details of my life are extremely
watered down- these people don't seem to know the full horror of what has been happening
to me the past few years ( the AI controlled deeper levels of the underground facilities
). The prosecution and defence argue back and forth for awhile until the judge stops
them. The judge says the facts must be presented and a surveillance video is shown to everyone
in the court of what happened in the bedroom of the mansion at the time of the politician's
death. The video stops and a stunned silence permeates room. The judge breaks this by saying
something about due legal process and these 'parties' being protected under the law. My
fate is being decided and 'standard protocol' is being mentioned with cryofreeze being mentioned
for people like me under these circumstances. The defence asks for me to be housed at some
facility with a code number and to be kept awake until a compromise can be arranged.
( I remember something connected to Princess Diana is closely related to this ) The judge
has to go along with the defence's suggestions because of what is occurring at the time with
Diana ( can't remember the details at this time ). The judge decides I am to be taken
to ???? facility ( can't remember details but somehow connected to some prison facility
underwater- Atlantic ocean- run by the National Security Agency and designed for the most
dangerous prisoners in the world ) until they can decide what to do with me.
I am taken from the underground court in London to be escorted by security to the sub-global
tube shuttle system. First I am taken to a room where various surgical procedures are
carried out on me ( I will be eating ordinary food in this place and other changes will
occur to my lifestyle ). I am given time to recover by the doctors after this and then
escorted to a lower level. Before we enter the tube shuttle terminal, one of the security
guards takes a long metal tube like device out of his pocket and tells me to put it on
the inside of my leg. I put this device on my flesh and it feels like it 'melts' into
my skin. Apparently this was some kind of nanotech device that would help a certain
group ( possibly COM-12 ) keep track of me from here on out.
We wait in the underground terminal until a shackle/prisoner cart comes along the track.
These vehicles look like a series of large clear plastic cubes in a row. Each cube holds
one prisoner ( though not all cubes held a prisoner at the time ). I am put in the cube
and my wrists and ankles are restrained by plastic extensions that come out from the
front of cube. The cart begins to move forwards and accelerates extremely fast down the track
into a darker tunnel. This is very disorientating as most tube shuttles have shutters that come
down over the windows when in motion to stop motion sickness caused by moving so fast.
The lack of shutters is a kind if punishment for prisoners. As the motion on the outside
gets to an almost unbearable speed we travel through some kind of rainbow coloured gateway
( rainbow coloured swirling lights on the track ) and
a high pitched vibration can be heard and felt.
We have now travelled off-planet to the Sirius Star Sector ( although this D4 underground
prison is officially listed on most earth files as being located under the Atlantic
ocean ). We travel through another series of tunnels and come to a stop at the end of
a track inside a building with high ceilings with two huge curved archways on either side
of the room. Two rows of SS 'Stormtroopers' stand on either side of the train, dressed
in the ultra modern black leather uniforms and facemasks holding advanced rifle type
weapons with the SS symbol emblazed on left side of the chest part of the uniform. Ezra
appears behind the guards in her female SS uniform with a clipboard and the side doors
open, the plastic clips click unlocked ( with the wrist and ankle restraints inside the
plastic housing still in place ) and she orders us out of the cart.
1992- Off Planet
D4 underwater prison facility
I mentioned this facility on my Coast to Coast AM interview. During the discussion with George
I described a 'waterworld' planet in the Sirius system that has a small land mass in the center
with some kind of city within the center of that land mass. That is the only populated
area above water. The rest of planet is ocean. The D4 prison is apparently impossible to
escape from. The facility includes men and women and alien lifeforms ( not all housed
together ). I'd like to talk about 'Ezra' now and the
need for so-called *** 'dominatrix' women to be used at the facility. These individuals
are used for the simple fact that PSI/Psychic and *** energy is one and the same. There
was a need at this facility to dominate and suppress and PSI/*** energy of the many
psychics here for the simple reason that although the NSA considered the facility impossible
to escape from they were concerned I could take over the minds of the entire staff here
and escape. I am still attempting to get the drawings of Ezra and Hans, who spent much
time at this facility, from a Welsh remote viewer but he seems to have disappeared. H
will be drawing a picture of Hans who was involved in the abuse (also Hans picked her
up from a San Francisco apartment, for the same men on the plane all men, including Hans,
on the plane had British accents and told her they were headed to Nevada- they were
headed to Area 51 in reality ). Also, as mentioned before I was picked up in a van in St Ives
before H arrived t ( this time she was ), the van had former MI6 director John McCleod Scarlett
in it and I was drugged and dropped into trance and shown video footage by Scarlett and another
man on a laptop of H in Amsterdam. The video showed hardcore , with Ezra abusing her in
. The van pickup event was designed to use panic and nausea inducing drugs to connect
these feelings with meeting H, therefore making it harder for us to get together- Alice in
Wonderland programming which Scarlett is an expert in.
The prisoners from the shuttle are ordered by Ezra to disembark. We stand in a line waiting
to be transferred to a cell complex. Through the archway ( with the 'last stop' terminal
in it ) on the right hand side of the this huge room the guards attach plastic rods which
connect the wrist and ankle restraints forcing us to hunch over. Only allowing us to take
small shuffle steps. Ezra walks along the line taking names and numbers and ticking
her clipboard. When this is complete she orders us to follow her through the large archway
and into a huge three leveled cell complex. Some of the guards escort the other prisoners
to their cells and Ezra takes me to the top level of the cell tier. The bottom tier contains
mostly black prisoners and the top tier mostly white prisoners. She takes me to a cell, with
guards in escort, in the middle of the top tier and I am told to walk into the cell.
This is a similar room to the dorm room in the London underground facility, with a toilet,
sink at the top end of the room, a single bed against the wall on the left hand side
and a small writing desk with a chair under on the right hand side of the room. The front
of the cell has open bars and this room is actually less oppressive than the dorm room
at the London facility as the hallways and dorms were darker here. Both had a metal door
that would be locked at night. So basically I've gone from one prison to another.
She tells me to sit on the bed as she stands outside the cell. There is a hole in the floor
near the bed, and I am told to place a plastic rod attached to the middle of the ankle restraints
inside the hole. I am now 'secured' within the cell and the restraint device is firmly
connected to the floor so I cannot get off the bed. Ezra dismisses guards and comes into
the cell. We have some quick conversation about me just being kept here for the time
being until they can figure out what to do with me. I'm pretty sure we are having this
conversation in German. She leaves the cell and presses a button outside on the cell door
on the right hand side of the wall. This makes the ankle and wrist restraints pop open and
I place the restraint device on the floor ( it is still connected to the floor ) and
slide it around in a semi circle under the bed.
The life and times of Michael Prince- Part 6
by James Michael Casbolt
1992- D4 Facility- Sirius Sector
I lay on my bed and begin to 'orientate' myself. I sense I have physically travelled to a location
in a different part of the galaxy in the secret NSA space program. It is important for me
to work out where I am located to stabilize myself. I know I'm not at the facility underneath
the Atlantic Ocean as stated officially at the London underground base. I remember how
some of the enhanced soldier units had gone insane when they travelled to a far off-planet
in the space program, as they could not orientate themselves after being disconnected from the
electro-magnetics of the planet they had been raised on.
I reminded myself that all places are my home, I hold the galaxy within my palm and I am
an Old Traveler and one day will inherit my very own planet again. I project a Kabballa
formation within my mind's eye and see smaller Tree of Life formulas within each Sephiroth
circle. I turn the Kabballa on it's side and see the circle on the bottom right corner
light up. I have physically travelled through a series of wormholes in the sub-transit system
and arrived within the Sirius star sector. I know the energies of this location well
and relax into them and fall asleep.
The next morning I am awoken by two security guards outside my cell door. I am instructed
to shackle myself into the restraint apparatus connected to the floor. As I do this I stare
to my right and focus on one of the guards. I extract the following information-
A meeting has been held the night before and through a series of documents put together
by a Catholic Jesuit study group, it has been ascertained that repeated attempts to break
my mind, to allow an alien entity to take possession of my body ( and part of my mind
) have failed. The study group has realized the reason for this is because I have repeatedly
'sealed' my mind and identity every night when alone in my room before sleep, after
various torture sessions.
Now one last desperate attempt will take place to split and trap my mind in a Kabballa based
underground 'Pillar', that uses a combination of advanced liquids, gases and low temperatures.
I am escorted in the shackles, to a lift in the middle of our upper tier prison block.
We enter the lift and one of the guards presses a button with an alien symbol on it. The symbols
on the lift button display appear to be on a mixture of Kabballa, Sumerian and possible
Latin 'Catholic' symbols and information. We descend in the lift and travel below the
ground floor in the facility. The doors open and we exit on a metal platform and walk down
a flight of stairs onto a large open space floor area. I see Ezra the female guard standing
near chains hanging from the ceiling. The restraints are opened and I am told to strip
while the two guards stand near me with mean looking cattle prod devices they have just
armed themselves with ( these devices were hung on the walls of this large chamber ).
Ezra pulls the chains down and puts arm clamps around my wrists. The chains are pulled upwards
and I am lifted off the floor and dangle by my wrists. I look up and see blacked out windows
to the upper left of the room and I sense a group of people is situated here operating
this torture device and observing. A trapdoor opens below me and I look down and see a deep
well like hole with metal sides. I am lowered down and I see symbols on the sides. The shaft
is lit up with a dim red coloured light. As I descend deeper I am sprayed with a cold
vapor. This stuns me and I see water at the bottom of the shaft. My feet touch the water
and I am lowered in. I am now entering an altered state of consciousness and I see skeletons
of dead people in the water who have died in the well. My skin seems to be blistering
as the temperature lowers. A circular plastic grid is shut over my head and I am now trapped
under the water. I feel like I am starting to drown but just as I feel like something
is about to explode inside me, I experience a feeling massive power and peace. I feel
I have left my body for a split second but then I've realized my body is a safe place
to be. I realize my mind sealed in my body makes my mind and body literally indestructible.
I am breathing in bio-electricity from the space around me and I can survive indefinitely
underwater!
The moment I experience this cognition the plastic grid opens and I am pulled upwards.
As I travel back to the surface, I shout at the top of my lungs-
YOU CAN'T KILL ME ***, I LIVE FOREVER!!!!
I am pulled through the opening and see a large group of people dressed in black robes
in a triangle formation on the floor. They are on their knees prostrating before me chanting
something like-
"Son of Elijah, galaxy opening, Shore of Paradise" ( PARASHORE? )
I am hanging in the middle in my chains. An individual at the peak of the triangle formation
of people, instructs one of the guards to let me down. The chains are lowered and my
wrists are unlocked. I instinctively approach the individual at the head of the triangle
and he pulls down his hood to reveal a reptilian face with white skin and red stripes along
his face. He says something about "love thy enemy" in a deep voice, and hands me a gold
scepter that apparently belongs to me. He stands to the side and motions to a gold coloured
door built into the wall. I pick up PSI information from the reptilian that there is a room behind
the door with exact copies on earth in places such as Antarctica and Peru which the Nazi's
and other groups had/have control of.
I walk towards the room and the gold coloured door opens. I am bathed in a green light when
this happens and I see a male and female reptilian sitting on two throne like seats on the other
side of the green room. I walk towards them and as I enter the room I start to project
holographic images of the past from my third eye. The walls of the room are made of some
type of emerald stone. I see images of great wars in space and on the surface of planets,
brothers in arms, lost loves, queens, Kings, Gods that walk the earth, Giants, Mars. I
see and remember names- JEHAV, KAMAGOL, USURP, URAK and many others. I walk over to the two
thrones, we all nod our heads to each in recognition and I place the scepter I'm holding within
a clear crystal tube like device that extends from the floor. Some kind of clear 'diamond
light' extends in a prism formation around in the room and the female and male reptilian
begin to talk together in my mind (the language sounds Sumerian and is translated into English
here)
"We've searched the galaxy looking for worthy opponents for 'Our Blood'.
You fit criteria. You will engage in long conflict with us. Respect you Warrior.
Go against us. Show no mercy. We will show you none. Embrace your
Egos/Serim/Seriee-thrim- Seraphim? and play a most dangerous game. Now go. More tasks
for you and Great Atrium Gnosis/Holy Basilica reptilians"