I believe that when I was a child I was selected to be an establishment asset of the UK civilian intelligence services - by the secret state. The secret civil service. Selected to become a part of an illuminati.
I believe I was selected as a possible future member of the establishment. Based on what criteria, I am not sure. I don't know how or why.
I think they wanted me to be a future Labour Prime Minister or even a President of a future United States of Europe (this was long before Brexit)
But, long story short, I believe I went wrong - very wrong - and was effectively dumped by them. And here I am now, posting this: a certified lunatic on the fringes of society. A failed project.
Numerous things have made me believe I was such an asset:
I was on a psychiatric ward, in 2016. Mental Health Services had arranged for me to be detained there as I had stopped taking my meds.
There was a woman who worked there in a very junior role, and I got it into my head that she was gossiping about me and leaking information about me to the outside world!
So, I got my phone and dialled 999 (the UK equivalent of 911)
“Hello, what service do you require?” a female operator asked
“Security” I said
“Security?” She asked
“Yes”, I said
There was a brief pause and then another female voice spoke:
“Hello. Is that [the name of the psychiatric ward]?” she asked - she knew what psychiatric ward the owner of that number (me) was on! I was obviously on their system!
“Yes”, I said - “we have someone here who is suicidal, she needs to sign the official secrets act”
As I was saying this I was making my way to the office
In the office, sat in a chair and surrounded by about eight people was the person I thought had been gossiping. I handed one of the people my phone with the security operator on it and left.
Two hours later I returned for my phone and no one ever mentioned what had happened. Not at all.
The security services had me on their system, THEY KNEW MY PHONE NUMBER and they had down what psychiatric ward I was on! I don’t think they ever expected me to ring them up!
They must have been monitoring my calls?
This confirmed what I expected at the time: that the staff on the ward were in on something, that they were not exclusively working for the NHS
I know that I probably shouldn't share this anecdote, but to Hell with it, I'm going to.
And what do I know? I probably hallucinated the whole episode!
I believe that I was set up to be an asset but for various reasons failed, and was therefore dumped to live on the margins of society.
I believe the fact that I was cruel to someone at secondary school, that I became a socio-phobic loner when I went to college, and took tons of drugs when I was at university all put an end to my association with the establishment. I am not a credible public figure as I could have been. They had no further use for me.
If only they'd have told me and let me in on it
I believe that the worldly authorities have no further use of me and that I have been judged as being worthless
((Check out my website/blog))
I believe I was selected as a possible future member of the establishment. Based on what criteria, I am not sure. I don't know how or why.
I think they wanted me to be a future Labour Prime Minister or even a President of a future United States of Europe (this was long before Brexit)
But, long story short, I believe I went wrong - very wrong - and was effectively dumped by them. And here I am now, posting this: a certified lunatic on the fringes of society. A failed project.
Numerous things have made me believe I was such an asset:
- When I was at school my mother and teachers wanted me to apply for a scholarship at a prestigious private school - but I didn’t want this. Stupidly.
- Later, when I was at school I was encouraged to apply to study at Cambridge University, by a teacher who was a Cambridge graduate
- This same teacher gave me a signed copy of a David Icke book, in which he proposes various conspiracy theories
- This teacher introduced me to another teacher as “the future leader of the Workers Party”
- I applied to study at Manchester University and was rejected. They then sent me a letter saying they had just so happened to have received funding or one extra place on the course I wanted to go on, and that they were going to offer that place to me.
- When I was at Warwick University a senior member of the university told me I was “a part of a very tiny elite” - completley out of any context
- When I was at Warwick I over-heard someone say that I was “a very special person”
- Another time at Warwick, I was high and going on about being a colossal figure in human civilisation, and one of the other students there (who at the time I believed was in on something) said “why don’t I doubt it?”
- When I was a kid psychologists were interested in me, but I’m not sure why.
- Sometimes, when I was in some of my weekly consultations with the psychiatrist when I was on a psychiatric ward in 2016 there were a dozen strangers all sat in on the meeting who were not introduced to me. This was very irregular. They shouldn’t have been there. They were all taking notes. The doctor then quizzed me about my beliefs, I think for the benefit of the strange people. For some reason, many of them were Asian (seemingly Indian or Pakistani).
- I asked my doctor if I could have a psychologist or therapist to talk to, and he quipped that they’d be queuing down the road to talk to me
I was on a psychiatric ward, in 2016. Mental Health Services had arranged for me to be detained there as I had stopped taking my meds.
There was a woman who worked there in a very junior role, and I got it into my head that she was gossiping about me and leaking information about me to the outside world!
So, I got my phone and dialled 999 (the UK equivalent of 911)
“Hello, what service do you require?” a female operator asked
“Security” I said
“Security?” She asked
“Yes”, I said
There was a brief pause and then another female voice spoke:
“Hello. Is that [the name of the psychiatric ward]?” she asked - she knew what psychiatric ward the owner of that number (me) was on! I was obviously on their system!
“Yes”, I said - “we have someone here who is suicidal, she needs to sign the official secrets act”
As I was saying this I was making my way to the office
In the office, sat in a chair and surrounded by about eight people was the person I thought had been gossiping. I handed one of the people my phone with the security operator on it and left.
Two hours later I returned for my phone and no one ever mentioned what had happened. Not at all.
The security services had me on their system, THEY KNEW MY PHONE NUMBER and they had down what psychiatric ward I was on! I don’t think they ever expected me to ring them up!
They must have been monitoring my calls?
This confirmed what I expected at the time: that the staff on the ward were in on something, that they were not exclusively working for the NHS
I know that I probably shouldn't share this anecdote, but to Hell with it, I'm going to.
And what do I know? I probably hallucinated the whole episode!
I believe that I was set up to be an asset but for various reasons failed, and was therefore dumped to live on the margins of society.
I believe the fact that I was cruel to someone at secondary school, that I became a socio-phobic loner when I went to college, and took tons of drugs when I was at university all put an end to my association with the establishment. I am not a credible public figure as I could have been. They had no further use for me.
If only they'd have told me and let me in on it
I believe that the worldly authorities have no further use of me and that I have been judged as being worthless
((Check out my website/blog))