So, here I am. Starting up my own little page. And Ive no doubts, it will cause drama. But before you choose to judge me, and my views and information from all angles of what is happening in the world, let me first introduce me. I go by Little Truth Seeker. I was deemed this nickname early in life, along with Bug, because I have a very annoying habit that drove most of my family crazy. I question EVERYTHING. I take nothing at face value. I want to know everything I can about everything. When I asked Why and was given the typical parental response.....it was NOT enough. If I ask a question, I want an answer. If I see something amiss, Ill not hesitate to find out what is happening and why. And, this curiosity led me to become pretty astute, quick witted, and clever. Which later earned my the nickname Fox. The downside, my craving for understanding also led me into trouble. Not just typical teenage trouble. It goes above and beyond those boundaries. I have been kidnapped, chipped twice, beaten, tortured, captive....and worse, Ive lost many of those I came to call my big brothers in their insatiable determination to protect me. Why have I been through so much? Because, as Ive been told, I was in a place at the wrong time. But I also say, the right time. Because before the corruption of this country became what it now is, I already knew what was being set into motion. It began when I was a teen. And the first Bush administration was in office. I received jaw surgery, as Id ended up with damage done, causing the cushion between my upper and lower jaw on both sides to be...well, well say no longer in place. Chip number one was inserted. Yes, Ive seen it, subtlety tucked away in my jaw, on dental x-rays. Not to mention I woke up midway the procedure....but at the time I did not know what was done. This was and still remains the only Oral Surgeon in the town where I grew up. And with him, money talks. If youve not seen posts and media coverage (not the regular media but the underground media), there are many reports of people hearing voices, schizophrenia, paranoia, suddenly plummeting into a whirlpool of psychiatric disorders....but especially the voices. Since my chip was implanted, Ive had some issues. And these issues only progressed - causing my to digress - as the technology was improved upon. Initially, I began having health issues. Depression and mood swings being my only psychological symptoms. But remember, this was 20 years ago. I married at 19, a short lived marriage. Because he was literally poisoning me. I was dying, very ill, and no doctor could say what was wrong. But, one man, who never ran a single test, told me with my then husband out of the room, to get out of the house. Now. He followed up with blood work....proving Id been poisoned. My then husband was never tried. I let him go. Because my brothers handled it. And Id have caused this saint of a doctor who saved my life to lose his medical license. I returned the favor he did for me. 24 hours after I moved into a friends, I was 100% well. And I made one phone call. That marriage Ive chosen to deny ever happened. About a year later, I was remarried and relocated to AZ. My ex husband was a Marine, and I was help captive in our home. No money, car, family, friends...or my brothers. I was alone. But I wasnt blind. I listened. Watched. Learned the operating system of a brainwashed Marine. I planned to leave, but as fate would have it I found I was pregnant. So, I stayed. And to make it to prenatal appointments, I needed a car. I took his, dropping him off at work, and picking him back up. I found employment. I started reestablishing myself as an individual human again. And he was not happy. We separated, later on, divorced...And I stayed on in AZ until our child was 4. Then I moved home. And that is where my normal, sane, heal the life became chaos. I started hearing voices I knew werent mine. Thoughts not befitting of me. Impulses also unlike me. I saw a psychiatric doctor I trusted well. While that information shall remain classified, I was placed for the first time on medication for Bipolar disorder, Depression, Anxiety, ADHD...and I could not function as a normal person. I was a wreck. I never thought of the chip. So many years without issues had passed that it never occurred to me. Then came the migraines. Horrid migraines. I guess my doctors helping me become stable caused a problem. So, more meds, to prevent and at onset treat my migraines. Suddenly my immune system went insane. Id done my own damage as a teen, becoming anorexic and bulimic. But this was beyond that. My iron levels plummeted. More meds. As I finally was getting stable and putting my life together (at this point, I had one brother left, but that is a story for another time), I met someone who I felt was it. The one Id grow old with. Together we have a son. But we are no longer together, due to reasons Ill not disclose. A month before our sons due date, as I was working as a Product Specialist for our hospital, the head anesthesiologist sought me out, personally. He bypassed my boss, supervisors....and found me. He warned me of faulty needles within the kits used to give epidurals, and expressed extreme urgency at having these trays replaced BEFORE my sons birth. Under the assumption there was a serious problem, I accomplished beginning a mass recall on thousands of these trays. New ones arrived as I went on leave. As I was being prepped for the epidural, the head anesthesiologist entered the room. A very distraught look on his face. He asked my sons father to exit the room, as is procedure. He asked multiple times, nearly begging, if I wanted to go through with this. Then came her voice, in my head. I remember EXACTLY what was said. Everything will be ok. Youll one day understand. I am truly sorry we must do this to you.. Ok, Im in labor....severe pains. But Ill NEVER forget that moment. Because the doctor paused as well. Our eyes locked. I knew then....I saw in his eyes. If he did not follow orders, he would lose everything. Family, doctors license, and potentially, his life. But he wanted to save mine. I solved the problem. I ordered him to do it. This man, strong and stony faced, had tears running down his face. And whispered, No. I was having another contraction. I knew the baby was on his way. So i screamed NOW! He complied. The location punctured between my L5 and SI joint. But the chip was in place. No Pain Ive felt can compare to what he did. Except the thought of hes perilous predicament. All of my big brothers were now dead. The last had passed on. Again saving my ass. And no one else would, or will, die over me. Not then, not now, not ever as long as I still have breath in me. The damage done, my son entered the world five minutes later, and I am permanently disabled per the states court system. I was taken out of commission. Or, so they thought. My son is nearly 5. The last possession given by my big brothers is on my neck. The rest recently stolen. Why do I tell you all this? Oh, theres much, much more. But for now, lets say later on a topic in question will be exposed. Youll understand why Im chipped twice. And how by the billions everyone on this planet is being effected. For now, Ill leave you this. GWEN towers. Left over from the Cold War...they were never destroyed. They are erect...And active. How are they being used? If youve watched Conspiracy Theory with Gov Jesse Ventura, you know. Hes had a gag order placed on him. But if you get lucky, youll find the episode on these towers available for viewing via internet or YouTube. And I promise you....they are definitely this worlds worse nightmare. Truth Seeker
Posted on: Fri, 19 Sep 2014 19:38:50 +0000
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