…BOOK FORWARD and INTRODUCTION…

MORMON MONARCH: Born Into A Deep State

JOURNALED MEMORIES OF A CIA SLEEPER ASSASSIN AND SURVIVOR OF THE CIA’S TRAUMA BASED MIND CONTROL PROGRAM.

SECOND EDITION

BY J.R. SWEET with FORWARD BY KATE STOREY-SWEET

THERE ARE SOME SECRETS THAT THE PEOPLE SHOULD KNOW AS TRUTH IS A MATTER OF NATIONAL SECURITY.

Below you will find the FORWARD to my work, MORMON MONARCH, composed by my wife, Kate Storey-Sweet. After the FORWARD you will find the book INTRODUCTION by J.R. Sweet followed by REFERENCES AND WORKS CITED. All of my published Journaled Memories can be found under WRITINGS ON PAST in the menu at the top right hand corner of this website or in the book.

…FORWARD…

My name is Kate Storey-Sweet. I was born in 1977 and grew up in Southern Idaho on a farm, where I was the youngest in a large family.  Overall, I would say that I had a happy young life.  As a young adult I obtained a job working for the summer at a mountain resort in central Idaho.  It was there that I met a young man named J.R. Sweet that I later married in the fall of 1998.  I have spent most of my married life as a housewife and homeschool Mom to our three children, although I did earn a degree in Anthropology at the University of Idaho along the way.  My husband also earned a degree in Landscape Architecture there, though he has mainly worked in the construction field as a carpenter.  Little did we know that a major bombshell was going to be thrown into our seemingly normal and peaceful existence.

In the Spring of 2017, my husband started to recall a series of disturbing and bizarre memories involving his childhood and young adult years.  In the beginning he sought the help of a hypnotherapist to try to figure out what exactly had gone on in his past.  Efforts to recover memories through hypnosis did not work and his therapist became alarmed about some of the things that J.R. was remembering on his own that he related to her.  His hypnotherapist also became concerned because she started to experience strange incidents at her office during his sessions.  Utility workers would come and pretend to work at her office when she didn’t need anything done and she started to receive odd phone calls.  She finally told J.R. that she didn’t feel comfortable working with him, and he ended therapy after only two months or so.  Consequently, he remembered everything about his past on his own.  He has used journaling to record his memories and assist in remembering them clearly. His therapist did hypnotize him with the prompt “it is safe to remember, and you need to remember to be safe” but that was all.  Other than that, she counseled him about the emotional and psychological turmoil he was going through at that time and worked with him to try to quit smoking.

I didn’t know anything about repressed memories then, but I soon learned more about them through direct experience.  Each new memory brought emotional turmoil for J.R.  He wondered if he was going crazy, how could these things be real? But the memories did feel very real.  Because they had been buried in his subconscious mind, they felt horribly fresh like they had just happened. He even experienced the bodily sensations associated with different memories.  For example, when a memory returned that included a fight, he experienced the pain in his jaw where he had been punched.  When another memory about pendulum swinging involved in a CIA black operation that injured his back returned, his back went out for several days.  When remembering particularly awful events he would often have stomach problems. He also started to experience frequent ringing in his ears and lots of mini seizures in his sleep.  These effects seem to be related to frequent electric shock given to him in his past.  Over the years I had noticed that J.R. had problems with odd and unexplained anxiety, panic attacks, and what I called at the time severe “mood swings” but he has never acted insane or like the type of person who would make up memories for some kind of spiteful reason or otherwise.  I had to conclude that it was most likely all too real.

We were faced with the ugly realization that J.R.’s life had not been what it had seemed on the surface.  Over time J.R. recalled that he had been systematically abused sexually and otherwise by his grandfather, father and by his uncle and others.  Later we learned the purpose of this was to give him Dissociative Identity Disorder where his different alters could be used for abhorrent tasks that his normal self would have never wanted to do, and he would not remember doing later.  He remembered torture and trauma that occurred at home and at other relative’s houses, at Disneyland in Anaheim California, at public school, government facilities, the Mormon church including one incident in front of a prophet, and a sexual abuse incident involving a well-known country musician.  After doing some research we learned that his bizarre combination of returned memories sounded much like J.R.’s family had put him in a government mind control program.  It also seemed that they had been involved in a Satanic group that secretly operates in the Mormon church.

When J.R.’s first disturbing memories were coming back, he confronted his mother on the phone about what he remembered.  She said she would talk to his dad about what they discussed but she never communicated further about what was going on.  A short time later the Sheriff was sent out to our house by J.R.’s parents to check if J.R. was suicidal and homicidal.  I found this quite a strange reaction because in the recent phone call I would have said that J.R. sounded upset but definitely not ready to kill himself or others.  Information I had recently read about mind control said that people under mind control who remember what they are supposed to forget are expected to be suicidal and homicidal (O’Brien & Phillips, 1995). Strangely enough J.R.’s parents never explained anything about his past or denied what J.R. was saying.  They promptly created a story that J.R. and I are crazy and on hard drugs to tell his siblings.  They never actually communicated or visited to check the reality of this story and seemed fine with never seeing us again and leaving it at that.   This all struck me as very odd for supposedly “caring” parents.

Before J.R. cut off all contact with his family, he asked some of his siblings if they remembered anything strange about their childhood.  One brother stated that their childhood was awful and that he had blocked it all out.  His sister said that she remembered their dad often pinching her rear end when she was an older teenager and that both parents had given her good night kisses on the lips even as an older child.  She also said she didn’t trust her parents and didn’t like to leave her kids at their house alone.  Even though, from what J.R. remembers, he seems to have been selected out from among his siblings to be in a special program of extreme abuse we think it is likely that his siblings and other family members could also have hidden memories of abuse.  He remembers one brother and a cousin also being included in some of the mind control abuse/trauma experiences he had as a child.  So far, his siblings and other family members have not listened to us when we have tried to relate what J.R. remembers and the harassment we have experienced.  They remain in denial or perhaps under mind control themselves. We feel concerned about all of J.R.’s family members that are still in contact with his abusers but feel there is little we can do unless they choose to investigate the truth.

Through the years our relationship with J.R.’s parents and extended family had been civil enough and we tried to visit periodically but we were never particularly close.  On the surface they presented the image of an upstanding Mormon family, always going to church and doing their family history. J.R.’s paternal grandparents Mark D. and Esther Sweet and Aunt Deanna and Uncle Gale Pooley seemed on the surface to be decent enough Mormon people.  They seemed to regard their family as a cut above relating that they were related to British royalty.  J.R.’s aunt had been a beauty queen in her youth, she was once Mrs. Idaho.  They were very devoted to God and Country and J.R.’s Grandma and Uncle Gale were very keen on Israel and Zionism.  J.R.’s grandparents and his Uncle Gale and his family always spent a lot of time with J.R.’s family.  This always seemed a bit strange because they did not always seem to get along the best. J.R.’s paternal grandparents had invested the money to give Mark, J.R.’s Dad, a business, and an income to support his large family. This consequently seemed to give his grandparents a sense of control over the family. Interestingly enough, they always were comfortably well off.  J.R.’s Grandpa worked for most of his life for Union Pacific Railroad and on his pension he and his wife seemed to have plenty for travel and giving money to family members that lived a life they approved of which involved being an active Mormon.  J.R.’s Uncle Gale and his Aunt Deanna seemed to make enough off their appraisal business and Gale’s professor salary to live in a giant house with their 7 children and then to later travel to exotic locales after he spent some time teaching at Alfaisal University in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia.  J.R.’s parents never seemed to have quite such a lucrative lifestyle from his video and then computer store business, but they seemed to experience mysterious influxes of money during J.R.’s teenage years that allowed his dad to buy a collection of classic cars, numerous assault weapons, a hot tub with a covered gazebo, and a house remodel.  Many of these details seem rather odd to me now.

J.R.’s Dad Mark R. Sweet appeared like the prototypical devout Mormon family man but was always strangely detached from J.R.  At the time I never thought much about the odd contradiction of J.R.’s Dad supposedly being a follower of Jesus Christ when he had a collection of assault weapons and seemed obsessed with superhero movies and violent video games.  His Mom seemed a little detached from reality in general.  She spent much of her time discussing and working on physical and mental issues; (mostly stemming from dysfunctional family relationships where she was expected to be a doormat) that she never really seemed to do anything about.  She also stayed very busy with sewing, arts, and crafts; perhaps to distract herself and disassociate from what was really going on in the family.  We always thought that maybe they didn’t seem to like to visit or call often or spend much time with us because we weren’t Mormon anymore or we didn’t have much in common. Through the years we were struck with the strange feeling that there wasn’t much real caring there and they were mostly going through the motions at a surface level to make it look like we had a decent relationship.  I thought J.R.’s family could be somewhat controlling and judgmental, and my first instinct was to get away from having to spend a lot of time with them.  At the time I never would have dreamed how correct that instinct was.

Over time the reality of J.R.’s recollections were made more and more apparent to me because of the harassment we started to receive after he “woke up” as he called it.  We received a constant barrage of strange phone calls once J.R. started to recall his past.  Usually someone called and let it ring a couple of times and then they would hang up. Often when I have tried to return the calls it said the number had been disconnected.  We have received calls from all over the country, some from places associated with the military, others from country music industry centers, others from porn industry locations. Often, though, the calls especially come from predominantly LDS communities and places associated with my husband’s family. For example, I received a call that I traced to Phillip A. Packer who is a former BYU Idaho professor who lived in Rexburg Idaho.  My husband was also called by Jerry Craig Rowe, his former bishop in Nampa, who was in a Quorum of the 70 in Eastern Idaho. When my husband wrote letters outlining his story to the President of the United States, and the members of the Senate Select Intelligence Oversite Committee asking what our government is doing to address the extremely unethical activities he remembers our only response was a barrage of calls with messages saying we were going to have charges brought against us and that our social security numbers were going to be suspended because of “fraudulent activity”.  Nothing ever came of this, they seemed to just be empty threats.  I see no logical explanation for all of these strange calls that we had never received before other than that my husband’s past was indeed secretly very strange.

After my husband cut off all communication with his family, we also started to have a lot of strange aircraft flying over us all the time. Suddenly our rural house (located in Northern Idaho far from any cities and military bases) and J.R.’s workplaces seemed to be a flight path for numerous low flying dark helicopters.  One day two military airplanes (V-22 Osprey) flew low enough over our house to make it feel like an earthquake was occurring. When we traveled to Southern Idaho to visit my elderly mother, we were flown over by four strange helicopters at her home and one more on our trip home when we stopped by a river in the mountains outside of Boise to take a break.  These incidents seemed to increase when my husband or I contacted his family, wrote letters to government officials, or posted on social media about what has been happening to us and what my husband remembers.  After one such controversial posting we were visited by Mormon missionaries out of the blue late in the evening at our middle of nowhere home. Someone mysteriously “requested” that they visit us.  Our harassment has also included being followed in our cars and on the road at times.  Our local police and sheriff would often follow my husband and would drive by where he was working. In another weird event we were passed on the freeway by several cars with 666 license plates outside of Boise, Idaho and at the same time we were passed by another truck with LUCIFER written in large letters on the back window. These incidents have all been very strange to say the least.

Mind control is often dismissed as a crazy conspiracy theory if it is known about at all by the average person.  Unfortunately, there is plenty of evidence that our government has experimented with various techniques to control people’s minds.  After WWII President Truman authorized Project Paperclip which brought over German scientists, many of whom were ardent Nazis, to work on various kinds of intellectual research for the government.  Some of these scientists had taken part in murderous medical experiments on people in concentration camps. The CIA and the NSC or National Security Council were established as part of the National Security Act of 1947.  James Forrestal, the Secretary of Defense encouraged the CIA to begin a secret war against the Soviets. CIA personnel began working with Nazi doctors who knew the secrets of breaking the mind and rebuilding it to develop techniques that would give the USA an advantage in this cold war period.  The communist threat was considered so serious that constitutional rights fell by the wayside in these programs.  One of the topics that the CIA investigated was mind control or the control of human behavior. The first secret program was called BLUEBIRD, and then when Canada and Britain became involved it was called ARTICHOKE.  In 1953 the MKULTRA program began.  Technically it ended in 1964 but some of its programs kept going under the name MKSEARCH until the 1970’s. In 1973, given a warning about investigations, CIA director Richard Helms ordered the destruction of MKULTRA records. (Want to Know.Info)

Through a Freedom of Information Act request 16,000 pages of documents were released that were part of the CIA’s financial history.  These provide enough information to piece together the story of how the CIA and other government agencies did research in controlling the human mind.  These documents show that the CIA experimented with drugs, hypnosis, trauma, and electric shock as ways to control people’s minds and sometimes produce multiple personalities. Often people were experimented on without their consent or knowledge in the military, prison, and mental institutions.  Some of the people used for these programs were children.  (Want to Know.Info) All this extremely unethical activity was for the purpose of creating people that the CIA could use to do missions of carrying messages, assassination, and sexual slavery/blackmail that normally they would never want to do and would not even remember doing afterwards.  Although the official story is that government mind control ended in the 1970’s, after my experience I think it is extremely unlikely that the CIA has stopped using and developing mind control techniques.  There have also been other victims that have stepped forward like Paul Bonacci of the Franklin Cover Up (DeCamp, 1996) and Fiona Barnett (Barnett, 2019), that claim that the CIA was continuing these kinds of practices well into the 1980’s and 1990’s. It seems very likely that it is still happening today.  How can we trust an agency like the CIA that is based on lies and deception?

Many people assume that the LDS church is a bastion of saintly goodness or at least that nothing that bad could be going on in it.  I grew up Mormon but left the church as a teenager because I just didn’t find it very spiritually inspiring, and I thought that there didn’t seem to be much archeological evidence that anything in the Book of Mormon actually occurred. I would never have dreamed before that something as dark and evil as what my husband remembers could be going on. I now realize that it is rather naïve to assume the leaders of the LDS church are good people, in fact the extreme opposite seems to be the case.  While the vast majority of Mormons are good people who have no idea what is going on, there is evidence outside of my husband’s story that some really quite awful things go on in secret, and this corruption includes some of the top leadership in the church.  In the early 1990’s Glenn Pace (one of the top bishoprics of the church) sent a memo to the Strengthening the Membership Committee.  This memo described how he had met with sixty victims of satanic abuse within the church. The victims stated that they had been involved in satanic rituals at Mormon churches and with LDS members, some of whom were high ranking members. Many of them reported sexual abuse and many also reported witnessing human sacrifice. (Tanner & Tanner. 1992. Pg.7) There are other victims who claim that the church is also involved with mind control and mind control is linked with satanic ritual abuse.

Evidence suggests that mind control techniques were first developed by secret societies that practice black magic before they were scientifically enhanced by intelligence agencies. Cathy O’Brien, a vocal MK-Ultra survivor, has said that the LDS church secretly uses mind control techniques on its members.  She states in her book Access Denied that, “The discussions I’d heard as a child from Michigan Governor George Romney regarding the mergence of CIA, Nazi, and Catholic mind control techniques to create a powerful means of control for his Mormon church apparently came to fruition and the devastation was horrific.” (O’Brien & Phillips, 2004. Pg.302) Kristy Allen, Asia Raine, and Elisa E are other MK-Ultra survivors that also relate that the LDS church is involved with Satanism and mind control. Incidents of extreme mind control and Satanism may be more hidden and hard for people to accept, but there are many people suing or angry at the church for doing nothing about pedophilia and child abuse. One could also point out all the run of the mill financial corruption, Masonic and Kabala connections, and cover up about the church’s origin and past to show that there is plenty of evidence that the LDS Church has some serious problems and is run by evil men.

My husband and I have decided to share our story despite the risk to ourselves, because we believe it is important to shine the light of truth on these very dark practices in our society.  Public awareness is the first step towards putting an end to secret atrocities like mind control and satanic abuse.  They flourish when most people are in denial and/or completely unaware. Certain people who have things to hide have purposely ridiculed and discredited these subjects so most people think they couldn’t exist.  I am here to say that formerly I might have been one of those people who thought it was unlikely to be true that mind control and satanic abuse exist, then it turned out my own husband was a victim. We all have been so confused, distracted, and divided by the everyday mind control of the elite controlled media that I feel most people are totally unaware of what they really should be worried about. I have no agenda here, only the power of my own personal experience that says mind control and satanic abuse DOES exist and we, the regular people of the world, need to WAKE UP and realize many of our government and church “leaders” are not who they seem to be and are not leading us anywhere good. It is imperative for us to see through illusions and opt out of a very corrupt system. My husband’s story should be of interest to anyone of any political and religious belief who is a decent person and would rather not live in an Orwellian nightmare where we are just soulless “Human Biocomputers” to be controlled, manipulated, and randomly disposed of for the benefit of a small elite.

…INTRODUCTION…

THE TRUTH IS MIGHTIER THAN the bitter SWORD of Satan, as he LIES in the bed of his DISGUSTING DETAILS.

…Stories and Illusions…

While composing this book I have considered much on the topic of to whom I am writing this work. The work that you are now reading was not composed for myself. As I have hundreds of pages of personal journaling and have diligently worked at gaining an understanding of myself, and what happened to me in my past. Therefore, this work has been written for you, as you have chosen to think beyond the story lines, lies, smoke and mirrors to gain an understanding of things which are uncomfortably true. I will warn you that this book is about the truth, which will stand the tests of time and the judgements and scrutiny of evil persons. That is why you are reading it now. I wish that this work would never have been necessary, and the memories composed within these pages were not real and were only figments of my imagination. But imagination does not leave scars on the body and within the mind, spirit, and one’s very soul; scars that carry far beyond the grave. Imagination does not cause the Central Intelligence Agency, the U.S. military, and the Mormon Mafia to harass and try to kill you, and imagination does not create classified documents under one’s name held by the Agency. For myself, this work carries with it a tremendous amount of pain, but it is nonetheless a truth that all should know and understand so that we as a community of human souls may grow and endure with future generations.

Only truth can free the soul or at the very least allow it to face these deep scars directly, and to understand them and to move forward with knowledge and truth in understanding. This work is about the truth, and though it is based on my life and my experiences, it will take you as a reader, into a world that many do not know exists as it has been hidden from the people’s view in plain sight. A dark world where abuse, pain, death, murder, sorrow, confusion, suffering, and human slavery and trafficking are all a very real part of daily life, in the Land of the Free and around the world. This dark reality dominates our world in falsehood, lies, fear, and false story lines fed to the public. I do not face these dark realities alone and in a vacuum, but we, U.S., the world, must face this dark past and present, as a species, as a race of humanity, if humanity is to survive and not be completely lost.

Who am I? I am a survivor of the Central Intelligence Agency’s Mk-Ultra mind control program. I was born in Oregon, and I spent a short period of my young life living in Salt Lake City, Utah. I was born into a large Mormon family, and we went to church almost every Sunday. I spent most of my youth growing up in Nampa, Idaho which is a suburb of Idaho’s capital city of Boise. I was born into a Generationally Incestual Satanic Family Bloodline, which practiced Satanic Ritual Abuse and is connected to the Central Intelligence Agency. I was “Chosen” for the CIA’s Trauma-Based Mind Control program because of my ability to disassociate, though I was not the only member of my family to be selected for the Project. My younger brother was also “Chosen” to undergo Trauma-Based Mind Control Programing, though his story is his own to tell, as well as that of one of my younger cousins. I was used extensively in child pornography in my youth and was used and programmed as a Pentagon Level Life Termination Specialist, (i.e. a Sleeper Assassin).

Through a scientifically formulated program composed by the Central Intelligence Agency and the “Elite” and “Satanic Order” that control this world, I was traumatized and abused from the time that I was born to the point that I developed what is commonly referred to in the public realm of psychiatric medicine as a Dissociative Identity Disorder. (Spiegel, David) But I do not call my condition a Dissociative Identity Disorder, because this term is in my mind misleading; I call my condition what it is: A Multiple Personality Disorder. Dissociation is only one part of Trauma Based Mind Control programming and does not give it explanation in its entirety but is rather only one part of the mind control formula. I was not put through Trauma Based Mind Control programming and Satanic Ritual Abuse for the sole purpose of causing me to simply dissociate from my present; I was put through Trauma Base Mind Control programming and Satanic Ritual Abuse for the purpose of creating within my mind at the point of disassociation, “multiple personalities” for “multiple purposes”; my mind was literally split into several separate entities and personalities through this process.

In order to accomplish this splitting of my mind and the creation of multiple dwellers within one house, I was molested, raped, tortured, traumatized, made to consume human flesh and blood, and made to witness and partake in murder and unspeakable acts by my father: Mark R. Sweet, grandfather: Mark D. Sweet, my uncle and CIA handler: Gale Pooley, United States Senator: Robert Byrd, country musician: Charlie Pride, ex Vice President of the United States: Dick Cheney, ex Mormon Church President: Gordon B. Hinkley, and many others from the time that I was born up until I was able to unconsciously escape from the abuses I could not even remember to escape from at the time.

I was born into this world in a Satanic Family Blood-Line and for many Blood-Liners, Satanic Ritual Abuse and Trauma Based Mind Control Programming are a daily part of life which includes sexual abuse with no bounds and no limits to its madness and the twisting and the splitting of the human mind; incestual sexual abuse is one of the most traumatizing experiences for the human mind and soul to bear and is literally mind shattering to a child. But sexual abuse is only one part of splitting a person’s mind. In my youth I saw more people murdered and the bodies of the dead than I have had the time to write out in my journaling since I began to remember these events in 2017. I cannot put a number on how many people I have seen murdered and or dead. Even in the memories I have written out in my journaling I cannot put a number to this, because of the sheer volume of death that the elite, and those in the satanic order will surround themselves with; they relish in death and human flesh and blood. Many of these murders were committed directly in front of me and many times I was made to drink the fresh blood of these murdered individuals. The consumption of human blood is a satanic practice that many in the elite world still practice today; I was told by my CIA appointed handler and uncle Gale Pooley that it, “Tastes Like Gold”. Many of those I witnessed killed were children. In the Project I was also made to kill people myself. I was made by these monsters to kill people of all ages from newborn infants, children, teenagers, grown men and women and even the old were shown no mercy by my CIA handlers; women and children are not spared in the Satanic world in which this work will discuss. I was always hypnotized and electrocuted with a handheld stun gun after the events I suffered in order to cause me to remember to forget these atrocities; there is a scientific formula for compartmentalizing human memory and those in power are well aware of this, even if the masses of the public seem to be completely ignorant and blind on this issue.

I have been told by some in this world that I should move on from these traumatic events in my life, and I should close the door on my past and forget again a life that I was once literally made to forget; the Rabbit Hole is too deep my friends would tell me, and too dark, and filled with too much pain. But I carry my past with me every day of my life, in body, mind, spirit, and soul whether buried and hidden within my subconscious mind behind an amnesic wall of pain and suffering, or fully recalled and consciously dealt with and the pain comprehended and understood; it is much easier to move forward in this life when you understand the path you have been on, whether that past was of your own free will or not. I face this pain head on so that I might be able to bring some light to the future of this race which calls itself “humanity” to the pain that I do not face alone; my story is not the beginning, nor is it the end of Trauma Base Mind Control Programming and Satanic Ritual Abuse; it is just one of many chapters in our journey as a human race through this universe as a people who were born free with the light of truth in our hearts, into a world of twisted darkness, shadows, and lies.  

Therefore, let it be publicly known that the Central Intelligence Agencies Mind Control program known as MK-Ultra never ended; the Central Intelligence Agency only completed the testing phases of the Project; the pedophilic, murderous sacks of inhuman shit within the Agency working on this project only completed the testing phase; they did not stop the project. When I was born in 1978 the CIA Mind Control program and in particular MK-Ultra: Project Monarch was “FULLY ACTIVE” and the Central Intelligence Agency and the Pentagon were knowingly, willingly, and actively using “MIND SLAVES” to perform top level, top secret, and often highly illegal and controversial governmental black operations. Trauma Based Mind Control is very real, and it is nothing short of “HUMAN SLAVERY”; what I am discussing is government sponsored human slavery.

Like MK-Ultra, many in the United States of America carry the perception that slavery was only a practice of our nation’s past and was outlawed and ended in this country with the ratification of the Thirteenth Amendment to the Constitution. This is only a perception and/or a “Belief”, as human slavery and human trafficking are still very much alive and thriving in this nation and around the world today; it is happening all around U.S. in the shadows of our lives and in our towns and our neighborhoods; it is literally all around you. It is simply no longer an open market for all eyes to see, but rather operates in the darker and more bizarre places of exchange. If we as a race of Humanity are to eradicate this practice of slavery from our world, we must learn that it even exists; “Apathy”, “Ignorance”, and “Cowardice” are no longer desirable human traits in a nation that defines itself as a nation built on Freedom.

Human slavery comes in many forms including but not limited to, forced prostitution and sex, child prostitution and forced sex, forced labor, forced pornography production, forced child pornography production, white slavery, mind slavery, etc. Slavery involves perpetrators and victims of both sexes and of all races and there are no moral nor ethical lines drawn on this illegal, underground, and evil practice often covered up under the blanket of National Security. The elite in this world are well aware of the practices of modern human slavery, and many of them are deeply involved with the trade in one form or another. These elite individuals use governmental, religious, public, and private institutions and businesses to cover up the activities of modern slavery and to hide their own involvement in the practice. In my experience these institutions include but are not limited to, The United States Pentagon, The Central Intelligence Agency, The United States Marine Corp., The United States Navy, The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints (i.e. the Mormon Church), Hollywood and the film industry, The Nampa Idaho School District, Idaho National Engineering Laboratories (i.e. INL), The Disney Corporation and The Disneyland Theme Park inAnaheim, California, the Music Industry, and the list could go on.

Human slavery is an old practice in our world and to imagine that it has been eradicated is foolish, naïve and even dangerous; allowing those who are entrapped in this dark world of inhuman despair and cruelty to remain, and the perpetrators of this dark shadowy practice to roam freely within our populations going about their evil “business” as usual. Therefore, I would hope and pray that this work will bring some light to the consciousness of humanity and to the plight of all those who are living at this very moment in captivity and in a very real state of slavery.

Therefore, let it be publicly known that the work that you are now reading is not fiction and I stand firmly behind every word this work contains; I have no reason to create this document in falsehood and or fantasy and there is nothing to gain personally for myself in the manifestation of the information in this work. I share it with you for the sake of our children and the future of this nation and the world. Because of what I remember from my childhood and my early adult life with regards to the Central Intelligence Agency, and the MK-Ultra projects, I have lost contact with both of my parents; I have disowned them; I have disowned them for raising me on the left hand path of God, (i.e. Satanism), and their knowingly being involved with the Central Intelligence Agencies Trauma Based Mind Control program known as MK-Ultra: Project Monarch; I have disowned them for literally selling me to its processes, molestations, manipulations, tortures, and murders. I was sold as a SLAVE is sold, and I do not exaggerate in these terms but use them in the most literal sense of the word. My four siblings of three brothers and our older sister, are all still trapped in the deep spell of their “belief systems” and exist in a state of amnesic denial to the abuses that they themselves were made to endure at the hands of our sadistic parents, grandparents, family, Disney, the Mormon Church, and the Federal Government. My once favorite uncle, Gale L. Pooley is now understood to be a most dangerous and vile CIA Mind Control Human Bio Programmer and Pentagon Level Life Termination Specialist. He saw to and performed trauma-based mind control programming on my person, Britney Spears, Leonardo de Caprio, and even his own son just to name a few. Some from the project that were once good friends of mine, such as the Knudson Brothers are now dead, as death is the end-product of the work of a Mind Control Human Bio Programmer and Life Termination Specialist.  Being from a large “Mormon” family there are also several relatives that I can no longer associate with because of the danger of our being together and the relations that they still have with persons directly involved with The Project, thePentagon, the Central Intelligence Agency,and the Familia. This is not to mention the constant risk of death to myself and my family along with the stress that goes with such a burden as this. I have tried several times to inform my siblings of what I have remembered of my past and our family’s connections to Satanism, the CIA,and the Pentagon, but they have refused to listen and or to hear; their Ears and Eyes are Wide Shut. When I do contact my family, I am harassed heavily by unmarked military helicopters including small recon ships, Blackhawks, etc., and other military aircraft such as V-22 Osprey’s flying low over my family and myself at work and at home.

My wife and I are also harassed by phone with strange phone calls from numbers that are often disconnected when I call them back or I am rerouted to another phone line. These phone numbers are at times associated with individuals from the Mormon Church such as an old Bishop from my youth named, Jerry Craig Rowe, or a call from a member of the Thorne family in Nampa Idaho, my hometown. I have also received harassment calls from such places as the White House and the Executive Offices of the President itself. I have written to President Donald J. Trump several times regarding the issues discussed in this book and I have written to every Senator of the Union. I have written to the United States Senate Intelligence Oversight Committee, talked with the Federal Bureau of Investigation, I have submitted a Disclosure to, and contacted the Office of the Director of National Intelligence, and I have even written to the Director of the CIA: William Burns. The most prevalent response I have received from any of these people is a constant stream of harassing phone calls and the military and other aircraft flying low over myself and my family. I have been harassed to the point that even my coworkers in Idaho, while I was still living there, took notice of the fact that I seem to attract helicopters and aircraft and seem to have a constant stream of them following me around along with a constant stream of strange phone calls.

The Central Intelligence Agency, Pentagon and the Mormon Church affiliates have also attempted several times at taking my life since I have become outspoken on this issue; they have attempted to trigger my governmental instilled suicide programming as well as sending in literal gunmen and other assassins to terminate my life which I have narrowly avoided. But these MONSTERS among U.S. cannot kill me until it is my time to die, and I will not stop breathing until the work that you are about to read has been imparted into the minds and the consciousness of humanity; I can no longer “Bee Silent” on this issue as my programmed directive would dictate through an amnesic block and a Multiple Personality Disorder created from the time that I was born. If the citizens of this great Union of States called America are able to hear it; then the people of this nation and the world deserve the Truth, and “Bee Gone” with the shadows of lies and the bull shit story lines presented to the “PEOPLE” by the “elite”. Working in the shadows and the creation of social story lines is the profession of the Central Intelligence Agency and the elite who control them and in turn controls YOU, the people of this great Nation and of the world.

Therefore, let it be publicly known that I write this work to share with the “PEOPLE” of our great nation and the world a very dangerous weapon that the “PEOPLE, ALL PEOPLE” have the right and the responsibility to examine for themselves, and to ask the important questions of, such as, “Is Trauma Based Mind Control ethical?”, or “should Mind Slavery be banned outright in a modern and free nation, and a free world where slavery is a non-acceptable practice by citizens, corporations, churches or governmental bodies and agencies?” Has not slavery been banned here in this country and around the world? Trauma Based Mind Control is “Slavery” and should be stopped and those responsible for propagating such an atrocity on the children of this world brought to justice before God and the citizens of this great nation and the world.

Therefore, this work is composed for the purpose of bringing some clarity and understanding to the minds of the people of the United States of America and to the world of one of the most deadly and evil weapons that the elite, and in conjunction our federal government, and other occultic factions possess and utilize both here in this country, and around the world. This weapon was tested and perfected yesterday, is used extensively today, and will be used well into tomorrow if we as a people do not stand up and raise our voices against this great evil being perpetrated against the children and peoples of this world.  This weapon is classified as “Top Secret” and those in power have decided that YOU, the AMERICAN PEOPLE have “No Say” in the manufacture and use of this deadly, unethical, and powerful technology. But rather it is being created right in front of your very eyes, in your own towns, neighborhoods, around the country and the world. For my neighbors growing up in Nampa Idaho, it was literally right next door. You have just never been told how to see it, or you were told that it could not even exist. This weapon is the human mind and the human body; this weapon is Trauma Based Mind Control.

In my own search for clarity and understanding on this issue I have worked actively at acquiring my governmental records from the Agency through the Privacy Act. I first began this process in June of 2019 A.D. When I placed my first request to the Agency, I was not aware of the sensitive nature of the wording of my request and the Agency quickly denied that I could have been involved with such a program as Mk-Ultra as they claim that this project ended prior to my being born. I have included the Agency’s response to my first request for the Peoples records.

Therefore, in my second Privacy Act request on January 20^th of 2020 A.D. I was much more careful in the wording of my request and specifically requested quite simply, “All Records on Myself”. This was a separate request from the first request in 2019 A.D.

I waited several months after this second request for the Agency to comply, and by August of that year I had still not received my records, so I sent the Agency a letter asking for a Status Report on my request. By September of 2020 A.D. I had received my response from the CIA Information and Privacy Coordinator, Mark Lilly and you can read it here.

In this document I was told that in the Agency’s search for my records there was no responsive records which would reveal a “publicly” acknowledged affiliation between myself and the CIA. This was not surprising, but nonetheless disheartening; the CIA refused to publicly acknowledge that I had been used by them or was affiliated with them. But, in this same letter from the Agency it also discussed my classified association with the CIA and clearly states that they are holding my records and that they are indeed classified. For, if the CIA has no CLASSIFIED FILES under my name, then why, “In This Case”, are the relevant statutes of exemption from disclosure, Section 6 of the Central Intelligence Agency Act of 1949, 50 U.S.C. 3507 as amended, and Section 102A(i)(1) of the National Security Act of 1947, 50 U.S.C. 3024(i)(1) as amended? Section 6 of the Central Intelligence Agency Act of 1949, 50 U.S.C. 3507 as amended is intended to “Protect Intelligence Sources and Methods from Unauthorized Disclosure”. (Office of the Director of National Intelligence and the Office of General Counsel. 2020). And, Section 102A(i)(1) of the National Security Act of 1947, 50 U.S.C. 3024(i)(1) discusses what it calls, Protection of Intelligence Sources and Methods. (National Security Act of 1947, n.d.). If the CIA had no classified files under my name, then there would be NO “relevant” statutes exempting such NON-EXISTENT documents from disclosure; only existing documents would be necessary of exemption from such disclosure.

Therefore, on the 26th of November 2020 I appealed to the Agency Release Panel regarding the above-mentioned response from the Information and Privacy Coordinator, Mark Lilly, or in other words I entered into the appeal process with the Agency for the release of my classified records. Two and a half years later, the Agency responded to this appeal in July of 2023; the appeal for my records held by the Agency was Denied In Full.

There are many in the world who would say that mind control is not possible and that it is only a part of science fiction and fantasy novels.  These ignorant and ill-informed people can believe whatever they want to believe. As the CIA MK Ultra Project Monarch Survivor Cathy O’ Brien has pointed out in her work, PTSD: Time to Heal, “Beliefs do not change reality whether they are someone else’s or your own”. (O’Brien. 2016. Pg.13) It is important to ask yourself where you got the beliefs that your individual mind holds too, and who and what shaped these “beliefs”. Because the shadow government that runs this world works diligently to ensure that your individual “beliefs”, the “beliefs” of the masses, the “beliefs” of the PEOPLE, are all held tightly within the dark cavern of the elite propaganda machine. If we as a people are to understand what has been happening in our country at the highest and lowest levels of government, commerce, religion, and family life, then we must free our own individual minds from the bonds of mental slavery that is our “birthright” in this modern era of mass media, information manipulation, distortion and thought control. You must free your own mind so that you may learn to better understand yourself, the work you are now reading, and the world in which we all must live together and share.

The concepts I am sharing within this work are nothing new to the minds and consciousness of humanity, as power and control have long been the goals of persons with evil, pathetic, and shallow minds. There was over two thousand years ago born into this world a man of free and logical thought by the name of Plato. Plato had an intelligent mind. Plato learned how to use his mind to consider our place and our existence in this world as “mental” beings being ever manipulated by evil persons. There is one story by this man, this free thinker, which stands out most profoundly as a timeless message for the minds of all humanity; that story is the, Allegory of the Cave. The Allegory of the Cave presents a concept that cuts directly to the heart of the war for our minds yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

In Plato’s study of the concept of the caves of our individual and collective minds he presents a dialog which takes place between his mentor Socrates and Plato’s brother, Glaucon. In this dialog one is to imagine a great cave under the earth where a people have been bound to dwell forever. They are born here in this place, and this is their home and is all that they know. The entrance to this cave is long and reaches deep from within the gloom where these people live, to the light of day far far above. The people in this dark place are in chains, bound by the legs so that they cannot move from their positions in life, and bound by their necks so that they can only look in the direction they have been chained and meant to see. These people are forever bound at the bottom of the cave, destined to stare at a wall on the opposite side of this dark cavern; a wall that only presents to these people the shadows of another’s reality.

Behind these bound masses of people at the bottom of the cave, and at their backs is a tall stone walkway with a wall separating those on its path from those chained below; those below cannot see those on the walkway above even if they were able to turn their heads to look. There is a large fire burning behind the people on the walkway and above them that shines pale light down onto the wall below at the lowest depths of this dark world where the people are forever bound. The people on the walkway above are carrying various items and effigies on elevated poles such as carvings, idols, figures, shapes, etc. that show only as a shadow cast onto the wall below for those bound by their chains and shackles in the depths of the cave to see. The voices of those walking above with the projected effigies are at times heard by those bound below and are thought to be coming from the shadows themselves as those bound cannot turn to see what is behind them but are only allowed to see the shadows of the image’s existence. These shadows and these voices projected in the darkness by those above are all that the people bound at the bottom of the cave know in their confined and dark world; it is their “reality” and they “BELIEVE” in their world, for it is theirs and always has been. (Plato, Fourth Century B.C./2024)

Plato was a smart guy; he understood the human mind and the susceptibility of the mind to fall into comfortable perceptions of false reality as well as the ability to enslave the human mind and bind it in its own belief systems. Those in power, those who control the money, the churches, the government and its agencies; the “ELITE”, have read Plato’s, Allegory of the Cave; those in power have studied at Harvard, Yale, Princeton, and all the other elitist universities here in the United States and around the world and they have a clear understanding of the power of the story on the human mind, and the importance of illusions in controlling you, the masses, the people of this country and the world. That is why the elite, and their shadow government has taken control of the media and the news networks, Hollywood and cinema, the music industry, our schools, theme parks and our religious institutions, because it is a mental conduit to controlling not just Federal Level Mind Slaves such as myself, but also each of you, and in turn an entire nation and the world. It is all smoke and mirrors; it is all an illusion of reality as many of the so-called movie “stars” of today are quite literally owned property; they are “SLAVES”, bought and sold in a dark marketplace unseen by the public eye. These slaves make their owners money. Growing up my family was involved with Hollywood, the music industry, the Central Intelligence Agency, the Pentagon, the elite, and the religious institution of Mormonism.

A steady stream of stories and illusions were used for clouding my mind and reality as a youth and into adulthood; but the stories of my youth provided no answers to my conscious mind when they were told to me. Rather they only brought more questions and being a CIA Mind Control Human Bio Programmer and deep cover Life Termination Specialist, my grandfather was the biggest storyteller of them all. There is a story my grandfather told me when I was a young child; a riddle if you will, that haunted my conscious mind for years until I finally understood it. I will share this story with you, this illusion, so that you may gain some understanding of why I began to question the memories of my past and to seek out the truth of my family’s dark secret. The story my grandfather told me goes like this:

My grandfather had been a Marine Corps Scout Sniper during World War Two and had fought on the islands in the Pacific Theater, surviving the brutal campaign against the Japanese Imperialist military; or this is what I was always told. When he had returned from the war, he was living in the city of Los Angeles, California and had just finished a late shift at work.  He said that he had walked to the bus stop and was waiting for the next bus to pick him up to get him home that night. He said it was about two o’clock in the morning.  He told U.S. as children how he was standing there in the early morning hours waiting at the bus stop alone when a very fancy limousine pulled up next to him and the back window of the vehicle rolled down. He said that there was a well-dressed man in the back of the limo who said through the open window, “Step in here young man, I want to talk with you”.  My grandfather said that he instantly recognized the man; he said that he was a very famous movie producer from the Los Angeles area, and being a Marine just back from the war my grandfather said that he did not feel threatened by the man, so he got into the back seat of the limo and the vehicle started off slowly down the road. 

My grandfather said that the man told him his name and said that he was a well-known movie producer, though it was obvious to my grandfather who this man was.  This man told my grandfather about all the movies and films that he had made during his career and all the people that he had made famous through his film making network. My grandfather said that he recognized the stars that this man was talking about and the well-known films that the man had created; my grandfather was impressed by this man’s well-known reputation. Then the conversation in the back of the limo shifted, and the man told my grandfather why he had picked him up from the street corner at two o’clock in the morning; he told my grandfather that he liked the looks of him; at that time my grandfather was a fit and handsome fellow in his early twenties.  This man, the movie producer, told my grandfather that he could make him famous much like he had done for the many stars that he had mentioned.  He said that all that my grandfather had to do was to be this man’s male sex toy, and this man would change his life forever. We were always told that my Grandfather had told the man “No Way”, he was not interested in such a proposal; according to my grandfather’s story at this point they had come around close to the bus stop again where he had been picked up and he told the man to let him out of the car or he was going to kill him as he was so disgusted with the man. They stopped the limo at the bus stop and my grandfather got out of the car and the man in the limo told him to think about his proposal.  My grandfather told us that he told the man “No Way” and slammed the limo door in his face. Away went the movie producer never to be seen or heard from again. Or so the story my grandfather told U.S. goes.

Being curious, I asked my grandfather who the movie producer was when he first told me this story. But he would not tell me who it was, he said that I did not “need to know”, and he said that it was better that I didn’t know because if I ever found out who the movie producer was it would completely “shatter my reality”. Now that I know who this man in the limousine was, it most certainly has shattered my perception of the world around U.S.; it has shattered my reality.

As a child and young adult, I never understood exactly how strange this story my grandfather told really was.  It wasn’t until after my grandfather had passed away and I was in my college years in my early thirties that I began to really question such a strange family tale. Once during a break from school and when visiting my parents’ house in southern Idaho I questioned my father on this story as I knew that my grandfather had told it to him as well at some point in his life. My wife and I were talking to my father, and I brought up my grandfather’s movie producer story.  I asked him casually, “Dad, who is the movie producer from Grandpa’s story”? I was thinking that it should have been irrelevant by that time in our lives as my grandfather had passed away some years before and surely the movie producer in question would no longer be in the land of the living. Surprisingly my father’s demeanor changed from friendly and talkative, to angry and stern when I asked him this question. I asked him if he knew who the movie producer was from grandpa’s story, to which he replied that “yes”, he did in fact know, but he said that he was not going to tell me. I was frustrated by his refusal, and I pushed him on the issue as it seemed ridiculous at that point in my life for him to keep such a thing secret, but my father told me that he had promised my grandfather never to tell anyone and he wasn’t going to tell me. He then stormed off out of the room and did not want to speak with me anymore that evening.  I found this all very odd but figured that my father must be keeping the secret of the movie producer because he had promised my grandfather that he would; it was really that simple. But another part of me knew better and did not trust my father on this issue. I had also been told years ago when I was a small boy not to trust anyone, especially my father, by the same man who took a ride in a limo with a homosexual movie producer at two o’clock in the morning in Los Angeles, California.

 When I was about eight years old or so, my grandfather told my younger brother, our younger cousin and myself another story that like the tale of the movie producer, I have never forgotten and has always been available in my conscious mind and memory; a story that brought my mind more confusion than understanding as a youth. It was a beautiful summer day, and we were spending time with our grandparents at their place outside of my hometown of Nampa, Idaho. At that time, my grandparents had about four to six acres located on a hill on the south side of town above the local reservoir known as, Lake Lowell. The home had a beautiful view of the lake and the town of Nampa below. We were out in front of the garage one day and we were talking with our grandfather and somehow the conversation shifted to trust and trust within the family itself. My grandfather sternly told U.S. boys that we could not trust anyone. He said, “You boys can’t trust anybody.” Naively and in my ignorance I said, “Anybody grandpa, but what about our families; surely, we can trust you and our own fathers and our mothers.” My younger brother and our cousin both agreed with me on this, but my grandfather looked at U.S. sternly and said, “No, you boys can’t trust anybody, especially your mothers and your fathers.” My grandfather continued and said, “Let me tell you boys a story about when I was young, and my father first taught me about trust”. The story he told U.S. goes like this:

One day, our grandfather and his father, our great grandpa Sherman were doing something outside their house in the front lawn when my grandfather was only about five years old or so. My great grandfather had asked my grandfather, “Hey son, do you want to do something really fun today”. My then young grandfather replied, “yeah, what do you want to do dad?”. “Well”, my great grandfather said, “why don’t you climb up onto the bottom edge of the roof there and jump off, and I will catch you before you hit the ground.  Doesn’t that sound like fun?” Well, grandpa said that he thought that sounded like lots of fun, so up he climbed to the bottom edge of the roof’s eave, and when great grandpa Sherman said jump, grandpa jumped down off the roof and into Sherman’s arms and a safe landing.

Sherman set him down and looked at my grandpa and said, “Now wasn’t that fun son?” Well now indeed it had been a tremendous amount of fun grandpa had told U.S.; it was awesome. So great grandpa Sherman said, “well now how much more fun would it be to climb up to the middle of the roof and jump off and I will catch you before you hit the ground”. Now this sounded like great fun to my grandfather; he agreed and up he climbed to the center of the gable roof between the bottom eave and the ridge at the top. When Sherman said jump, grandpa jumped down from the roof and into his father’s arms landing safely.  He said it was a thrilling experience. 

Sherman set him down and said again, “Now wasn’t that fun. How would it be to go all the way to the top of the roof and jump down and I will catch you, how much more fun would that be?” Truly my grandpa said that sounded like the most fun thing in the world to him. So up he climbed onto the roof; he climbed past the bottom of the eave, he climbed up the gable past the middle section where he had jumped off from before, and he went all the way to the top of the ridge. He got up there and he said that it felt very high. He looked down and great grandpa Sherman seemed small below him on the ground. My grandfather was given the signal to jump, so trusting his father to catch him off he went. Down he sailed through the air having full faith of a safe landing in his father’s arms as he had already experienced twice before. As he was almost to the ground and his father’s reach, not-so-great grandpa Sherman stepped clear of my grandfather’s decent, and grandpa came sailing down to the earth below like a loose sack of potatoes; he hit the ground hard with no one there to catch him.

The landing had knocked the wind out of him and left my grandfather gasping for air. When he had gathered his senses from the fall and could speak, he looked up at his father and said, “Dad why didn’t you catch me.”  My great grandfather looked down at my grandpa there on the ground and replied, “Never trust anyone son, never trust anyone.” Then he walked off and left my grandfather there on the ground in pain and confusion. After my grandfather had finished telling U.S. this story, he looked at U.S. kids and he said, “Never Trust Anyone.” Grandpa’s story and his words would echo through my conscious and subconscious mind for the rest of my natural life.

Humans naturally want to be able to trust others; relying on one another as humans is part of our natural makeup and survival instincts. For a child there is nothing more important than the bond between that child and their parents, both mother and father. If you cannot trust your own flesh and blood, then truly, you cannot trust anyone. I loved my father and my grandfather dearly, and I wanted to trust them both with all my heart. But my grandfather was right; we could not trust anyone, especially he himself, our fathers, mothers, aunts, uncles, or even each other. It would take over thirty years for the full gravity of these stories to sink in and for the deep spell of misguided trust, binding conditional love, and eternal fear to finally be broken.

In the spring of 2017 A.D., my wife and I were doing some spring cleaning in a house we had built together outside of Deary, Idaho and we were going through things we could get rid of and things that may have value for such as selling on Craigslist, or a yard sale, etc. Remembering that I had a picture of Charlie Pride that I had acquired at one of his concerts I mentioned to my wife that it was too bad that I had not met Charlie Pride when I had gone to see him with my grandparents when I was fifteen years old. Perhaps if he had autographed the picture I had of him, then it would have some value to it. My wife laughed at my remark and said that the picture was in fact signed by Charlie Pride, but she said that it would not have any value as he was not that popular of a musician. When she said this, I was really confused because I could not remember meeting this man, Charlie Pride, let alone getting his autograph. I could remember going to the show in Branson, Missouri with my cousin and grandparents, but I could only recall meeting a couple of the other band members at the autographs table; Charlie had been backstage and was not meeting people that day. I responded to my wife, and I told her that he had not signed the picture as I could clearly remember that he was not signing autographs that day; I said that only some of his other band members had signed it because Charlie had been backstage and did not come out for the signing. Frustrated, my wife told me that the picture was in the attic, and she said that I should go and find it and see for myself that it most certainly was signed by Charlie Pride. She was clearly frustrated, and I was concerned that I could not remember such an event as this. I wasted no time in digging out the old photograph there in our attic and sure enough to my complete surprise there was Charlie Prides signature on the photo in bold letters, “To Johnny, Charlie Pride”. As I had correctly recalled there was also some of the other band members signatures there on the picture, but Pride’s signature was loud and clear.

At this point in time, it became quite apparent to me that something was wrong with my memory. How could it be that I was not able to remember meeting a famous country musician in my youth, even if he was not that famous. I considered that it was possible that my family was involved with some things that I could not remember nor understand, but such a thing seemed fantastical and even ridiculous to consider, but I was confused, and I wanted answers; I wanted the TRUTH. Was there not someone I could trust on this matter. I texted my father.

My father and I have never talked much over the phone nor texted one another much, and we had a poor communication history between us. Nonetheless, I texted him and I asked him if I could not ask him a question about something that was concerning me; I wanted to know if I could trust my father. He responded to my text that, yes of course I could ask him anything.  So, I wasted no words, and I again presented the question to him regarding the identity of the movie producer from my grandfather’s story; I said, “Who was the movie producer from grandpas’ story?”  He texted back, “I do not know who it was son, Grandpa never told me who it was”.  Shocked by this blatant lie I replied, “You do know who it was because you told me that you knew a couple of years ago while Kate and I were staying at your house”.  He responded that my grandfather had told him who it was once, but he said that it was a long time ago and he had forgotten the name over the years.  This was all somewhat shocking to hear as he was clearly avoiding the truth of the matter; I could clearly see that he was not telling me the truth; what he was saying was completely illogical.  I responded, “You are lying, but why, is there still a threat from this man?”  He immediately texted me back, “You need to call me”.

Needless to say, I did not call him; I had received the answer that I needed from him regarding this family tale; my grandfather had been correct all those years ago and I could not trust my father; I could not trust anyone in my family. If I was going to find the truth, I was going to have to work for it because my family was not about to share it with me.

In the late spring of 2017 while I was gaining an understanding that something was wrong with my past and my memories and considering the advice of my wife, I decided that it would be wise to go and see a therapist to see if they might not be able to help me with these personal issues. I had decided that I wanted to see a therapist who specialized in hypnotism because I had memory flashes of being hypnotized and thought that this would be the best way to try to break through my repressed memories. The therapist that I saw was an older Christian woman in Moscow, Idaho who had a practice based out of her home there in a quiet residential part of town. When I first met with her, we sat down in the living room at the entry to her home and we talked for a short time about my life and what I was going through regarding my past and my present. While I was there on this visit her telephone began to ring and when she would try to answer the phone there was no one there on the other end of the line. The phone would also just ring once or twice and then nothing; it would stop ringing. She seemed confused by all of this, and it became so disruptive that she had to unplug her landline telephone while we talked.

In one of my first two sessions, I had my therapist take me into a state of deep hypnosis and try to walk me through the meeting of Charlie Pride in my youth, as at that time I could still not remember meeting this man though I knew that I had from the autographed picture I had of him. I also had my therapist tell my subconscious mind while under hypnosis that it was “Safe to Remember” and that I needed to, “Remember to be Safe”. In my ignorance I had thought that in this session I would be able to break through the memory of my meeting Charlie Pride, but it was unsuccessful and did not aid in my recovering the memories of getting his autograph or meeting the man. These first two sessions with my therapist were the only sessions in which I was taken into hypnosis and led through a memory; after this I realized that this process was ineffective and could lead to false memories implanted intentionally or unintentionally by my therapist. But, after this I began to experience a flood of memories unlocked by the subconscious suggestion that I was “safe to remember” and “needed to remember to be safe”. I began to remember things that were in no way connected to anything that my therapist and I had discussed; they were simply old memories to me. Therefore, in the following meetings with my therapist I told her not to talk of my memories or to try to lead me through them while I was in a state of hypnosis, but rather I told her that she was simply to take me into a state of hypnosis and tell my subconscious mind that it was “Safe to Remember”, and “needed to Remember to be Safe”. The memories would come back to my conscious mind in the days, weeks, months, and years to follow as my subconscious mind slowly let go of the amnesic blocks that had been instilled within my mind. At times memories will come back like a flood of memory and emotion as well as at times even enduring the physical pains experienced at the time the memories occurred and were compartmentalized.

At around this same time that I began to see my therapist, I also did some research on the United States government mind control projects and my wife and I found that there was a work written by a woman by the name of Cathy O’ Brien which was said to be the most complete and informative personal account of the Central Intelligence Agencies MK-Ultra Project Monarch mind control project and was referenced in several of my online searches on the subject. My wife and I were both very skeptical of such a thing as Human Mind Control; such a notion seemed to be from some kind of a science fiction novel. But, having a desire to learn if there was a connection and feeling that I had somehow been involved with some form of government mind control program, I purchased her and Mark Phillips book, Transformation of America. My wife was even more skeptical than myself on this matter, but she is a much faster reader than I, and she read the book before I could get very far into it. When my wife read Transformation of America, she saw that Cathy mentioned Charlie Pride in her work and she told this to me; I was so confused by this but I kept reading the work to see what I could find on this man. I soon found in her work names such as Charlie Pride, Senator Robert Byrd, and Alex Houston that were far too familiar to my own past and personal history for any amount of comfort in my search for the truth.

There was one night in particular while reading this work that my past came to me as a slap in the face, or I might say, a knife in my chest. I was reading Transformation of America, while I lay in bed preparing to go to sleep for the night and I had opened the book and not being able to recall where I had left off on the page I was on the night before, I resigned to simply read the entirety of the page again so that I would not miss anything. I began to read, and as I read Cathy described a process whereby a man took a knife and stuck the tip/point of the blade directly into her chest at the point where the muscles and the bone of the rib cage come together. She had said that this was a process used by mind control programmers for the purpose of programming a mind slave with a verbal message which the slave would then relay at a later time to another individual who knew how to retrieve it in the same manner. The slave who carries such messages is referred to in the intelligence community as a Pigeon Courier, or a Courier Pigeon. When I read this page and these words, the memory of my uncle Gale Pooley, taking a switchblade knife and sticking the tip of the blade directly into my own chest, twisting it, and forcing me to memorize a message for Charlie Pride and senator Byrd while he held the point in place came back to me in the flash of an instant. I immediately put the book down and took my shirt off, and with my heart bounding and my body shaking I looked down hard at my chest; there in the center, right where I remembered it, at this exact location described in Cathy’s book was a small white scar from the tip of my uncle’s blade. This scar was a brutal reality to face directly and was undeniable. This scar is just one of many that I would discover across my body in my search for the truth. Scars that I had received while under a very deep spell of mind control and was made to remember to forget.

I would see my therapist for about two and a half months or so, and I do not think that that poor old gal ever saw so much activity in her little Moscow, Idaho neighborhood as when I would come to visit her for a therapy session. As I said, in our first meeting her phone rang incessantly, and this process continued throughout each time that I would meet with her. It got to the point that she would simply unplug her phone when I arrived because it would inevitably begin to ring. Along with the phone ringing there would be miscellaneous people walking by the front of her home slowly, usually looking down at their phones and acting as though they had nowhere of importance to get too or to be. Her home was in a quiet part of town with little foot or vehicular traffic, so this behavior was not common. Then there was the time that I came over for therapy and after we had sat down in the front living room to talk, a large communications company utility vehicle pulled up in front of her house and two men jumped out of the vehicle and ran over to the side of her house and began banging on the walls behind me on the outside of the house. I asked her who these people were and if she had gotten notice of work to be done on her house that day to which she replied in a concerned manner that she had not.

My therapist being elderly and concerned for her personal safety asked me not to return to her for further therapy regarding my past and the United States Government. She said that the strange occurrences which happened around her place since I had started seeing her were too unnerving for her and she feared for her personal safety. She told me that if I desired to see her for hypnosis for the purpose of quitting smoking, which I had discussed with her, that I was welcome to do so but we should not talk further about my involvement with the Pentagon and the Central Intelligence Agency. My therapist could see quite clearly that something had happened to me in my youth and young adulthood, but she could also clearly see that it was still following me and that my past had caught up to my present.

Though this was all easy for my therapist to see it was all very difficult for me to see as a child and even now as I write these words, I am torn by such a reality; but there was much illusion built around my life and my families lives and like Plato’s Allegory of the Cave, reality truly was hidden from my eyes and from my mind; even behind a scientifically formulated amnesic block. Up until the moment that I decided that I wanted the truth, over the lies, I was living in the cave of my own belief systems with only the shadows of reality on the wall being presented to me.

Now, that I have gained an understanding of these things, the truth of my past is a hard reality, as even my own mother has admitted to me that she is aware that I met with a man who was the Prophet of the Mormon Church, Gordon B. Hinckley in the year 1995 A.D. In that year I met Hinckley because another CIA trauma-based mind slave by the name of Chris Knudson and I were used in a presentation for Hinckley regarding the CIA’s trauma-based mind control program shortly after he had been placed at the head of the Church. My mother had asked me in the days following my meeting with Hinckley and while I was in the kitchen of their home, “what it had been like meeting Hinckley”; I do not think that she understood what my meeting with Hinckley had been about. When my mother asked me this there in their kitchen, my father overheard our conversation and he swiftly told my mother, “Mary, you’re not supposed to ask him that, he’s not supposed to remember that”. I had moved/switched into another personality when my mother had begun talking about these events and was in a way relieved when my father had interceded as this part of me did not want to discuss at that time such matters with my mother. Matters I had been programmed to “Remember to Forget”.

But around the year 2018 and after I had begun to remember such events, I brought this matter again to my mother’s attention. In a text message I told her that I knew that she was aware that I had met Hinckley at a meeting at my uncle’s home in Hailey Idaho because she had asked me about it once in the kitchen of their home. I asked her if she did not want to know what had happened to me in that meeting. She responded and told me that yes, she did know that I met Hinckley in 1995 and she did in fact want to know what had happened in that meeting. Unfortunately, I was never able to tell my mother what had happened to Chris and I in that meeting with Hinckley as she stopped responding to my texts around that time. But my own mother’s admittance to the fact that I had been involved with a secret meeting with Hinckley is an overwhelming fact.

Therefore, I do not compose this work for myself, and I do not compose this work for the purpose of changing anyone’s beliefs; the purpose of this work is not to try to convince anyone of the reality of trauma-based mind control and its use by the United States federal government and the elite in our world, past and present.  This work was written to INFORM you that mind control is in fact very real, and most prevalent in the world around U.S. today. Simply because you do not understand it does not make it any less real for those of U.S. living under its controls, traumas and abuses.  I am a living testament to this fact as are several others before me who have bravely spoken out on this issue such as;, Cathy Obrien, Mark Phillips, Kristi Allen, Asia Rain, Paul Bonacci, Nathan Reynolds, and Elisa E, just to name a few.  The purpose of this work is to inform you of yet another human’s story of abuse and inhuman slavery at the hands of the Federal Government, the Mormon Church, the elite, and the satanic family of my birth.

There are many people at the top of the preverbal human food chain who know full well about this evil atrocity being performed on our very own population by the very same people that we should be able to trust.  But the individuals performing this atrocity consider the general public, i.e. YOU, the citizens and majority of this great nation and the world to be too stupid, ignorant, distracted, comfortable, self-absorbed, and pre-occupied to ever discover or even consciously comprehend its existence in the world around U.S. today. It is time to open our eyes and our minds as a nation to the work of evil persons in our midst and among U.S.; they are not hiding in the shadows but rather are hiding in plain sight.

With this work I will not present to you my opinions nor my beliefs on what I remember from my past and my involvement with the Central Intelligence Agency, the Pentagon, the Mormon Church, and the culture of the Satanic Elite. Rather this work is a composition of what I remember from my past and the experiences that I was made to remember to forget, by my CIA handlers and abusers. I have composed this work in the order of events in which they occurred beginning with the youngest experiences of my youth and leading through my childhood, young adulthood, and onto today. As the reader of this work, you will want to start at the beginning and follow it through to the end as many of the memory threads presented are inter-connected. Therefore, this work is a presentation to the peoples of America and the world a series of memories broken into chapters that will tell you, the reader, what life is like for a Pentagon level Central Intelligence Agency trauma-based mind slave, and you as a people can decide if these things are right and just, or if they are wrong before the eyes of God and Country. I will tell you that Trauma Based Mind Control is wrong and is not just unethical but is EVIL beyond any composition of the word. Slavery is a sin against humanity in any form.

I must also within this introduction take a moment and warn you reader, that this work will contain triggers and materials within its content that if you are a survivor of Trauma Based Mind Control whether performed by a governmental, religious institution, mafia or satanic family bloodline you may be triggered by the materials in this work. If you think that you may be a survivor of Trauma Base Mind Control or MK-Ultra Mind Control Programming, then you will need to begin the path to healing and understanding your own past and levels of consciousness before you delve into mine.

Let it also be known that there are many names spelled out in these pages, of perpetrators of these evil works in the name of God and Country; if you see a name that is familiar to you as a reader, you must use extreme caution in the manifestation of this information and how you move forward in life and the light of truth.

I will also take a moment to explain and warn, that this document is rather shocking in its content and is not intended for younger minds. Though the content of this work focuses on what was and still is being done to young minds, bodies and souls.  I realize full well how shocking what I am writing about can be for even the most mature of minds and therefore, this work is intended for people over the age of eighteen years. For you older readers, bear in mind that if you are a “good person” who has lived a clean life and holds to the positive vibrations of existence, then what I am going to talk about in this book will seem terribly unimaginable; but, you must understand that it’s supposed to be; that’s how it works; that’s exactly how our government, and other elite world factions have gotten away with it for an untold number of years; precisely because it is most definitely, terribly unimaginable. Therefore, reader beware, as this work will shatter your reality and your concepts and “Beliefs” of Our World.

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