VanderJagt proceeded to fill my suggestible young mind with biblical
interpretation that laid the groundwork for future “inter/inner dimensional”
programming themes utilized by Project Monarch programmers to control the
compartmentalization of memory synonymous with MPD/DID.
“Christ saw them all,” VanderJagt was telling me, “They are dimensions,
places you can see on your way to death.- That’s why they’re called diementions. You must remember that Christ died and came back to tell us
everything he saw while he was on his way to heaven. He was gone three days,
but it was much longer than that where he was because time isn’t the same in
other dimensions. Purgatory is one other dimension. Hell is one. And there
are lots of others in between. Oz is another dimension. The sky is not the limit
to all the worlds out there wailing to be explored. You can travel in and out of
ail these dimensions, learning the secrets of the universe. You have been
chosen to explore these oilier worlds for the church. Listen in the stillness and
you will hear his voice guiding you
3
on your missions. The rosy cross is like
Dorothy’s ruby slippers. Never take your rosy cross off, Cathy, when traveling
other dimensions and you will always be able to return home.”
Father Don joined VanderJagt in a ritual which bathed me in the blood of a
slaughtered lamb, and subsequently, through this hideous blood trauma, locked
their stated perceptions and a basis for mind-control programming deep in my
mind. This basis for programming was anchored in the Vow of Silence which
the Jesuit monks take “not only to keep secrets, but so they can still their mind
and hear their inner guidance.” Certain that the “Rite to Remain Silent” which
they had performed would ensure that I keep their secret Father Don and Guy
VanderJagt subjected me to their pedophile perversions. The two joked that I
had become “a good Cathy-lick”.
After the Rite to Remain Silent was installed, the voices of my multiple
personalities that I had previously heard in my head ceased. In the silence of
deliberately created memory compartments, I could only hear the voices of my
abusers who created them… commanding my silence.
Silence for who and what I knew was involved in Project Monarch Mind
Control
FROM MIND CONTROL BOOK
http://www.conspirazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/06/trance-formation-america.pdf
VanderJagt proceeded to fill my suggestible young mind with biblical
interpretation that laid the groundwork for future “inter/inner dimensional”
programming themes utilized by Project Monarch programmers to control the
compartmentalization of memory synonymous with MPD/DID.
“Christ saw them all,” VanderJagt was telling me, “They are dimensions,
places you can see on your way to death.- That’s why they’re called diementions. You must remember that Christ died and came back to tell us
everything he saw while he was on his way to heaven. He was gone three days,
but it was much longer than that where he was because time isn’t the same in
other dimensions. Purgatory is one other dimension. Hell is one. And there
are lots of others in between. Oz is another dimension. The sky is not the limit
to all the worlds out there wailing to be explored. You can travel in and out of
ail these dimensions, learning the secrets of the universe. You have been
chosen to explore these oilier worlds for the church. Listen in the stillness and
you will hear his voice guiding you
3
on your missions. The rosy cross is like
Dorothy’s ruby slippers. Never take your rosy cross off, Cathy, when traveling
other dimensions and you will always be able to return home.”
Father Don joined VanderJagt in a ritual which bathed me in the blood of a
slaughtered lamb, and subsequently, through this hideous blood trauma, locked
their stated perceptions and a basis for mind-control programming deep in my
mind. This basis for programming was anchored in the Vow of Silence which
the Jesuit monks take “not only to keep secrets, but so they can still their mind
and hear their inner guidance.” Certain that the “Rite to Remain Silent” which
they had performed would ensure that I keep their secret Father Don and Guy
VanderJagt subjected me to their pedophile perversions. The two joked that I
had become “a good Cathy-lick”.
After the Rite to Remain Silent was installed, the voices of my multiple
personalities that I had previously heard in my head ceased. In the silence of
deliberately created memory compartments, I could only hear the voices of my
abusers who created them… commanding my silence.
Silence for who and what I knew was involved in Project Monarch Mind
Control
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