UNTIL I MAKE THE UNCONSCIOUS CONSCIOUS, IT WILL DIRECT MY LIFE AND I MIGHT CALL IT FATE, CG JUNG. Video clips and images are for educational purposes and analysis or possible relevance to the history being revealed. See US Civil Code Title 17. All Rights Reserved
Saturday, March 30, 2013
These are the tapes I used…
#08 Stop Smoking MS | Self Hypnosis Subliminal Persuasion | Potentials Unlimited - 1990
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http://www.potentialsunlimited.com/product-details.cfm?sku=108MS&resellerid=215
http://www.potentialsunlimited.com/product-details.cfm?sku=063MS&resellerid=215
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http://www.potentialsunlimited.com/product-details.cfm?sku=118MS&resellerid=215 – 1988-89
I listened to Money Prosperity in 1992.
I sold the 650 Watt Sony Home Theater system three years ago…
I now have a 15 watt Phillips radio and my 5 watt Altec Lansing speakers connected to my PC, thanks to my angel in the outfield.
Friday, March 29, 2013
He’s not sieg heiling me…
Perlin, Germany - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Fruit 2o – someone got me to buy it. It contains sodium benzoate a known carcinogen when combined with Vitamin C.
The nihilist stuff came from SofTS page 99, Vera or the Nihilists…
Life is too short to ever be serious about it.
There is a section on Playboy that is really screwy. I disagree with it.
Acted this out, page 153, Jung’s eternal child, the eternal girl…
Sense of the `60s - Edward G. Quinn, Paul J. Dolan - Google Books
The Girl, the primal image, the one behind the many. Just as the Virgin appears, in many guises-as our lady of lourdes of of fatima or of guadalupe
but is always recognizably the virgin, so with the girl.
I slept in the alcove of the Our Lady of Lourdes Church in Raleigh, NC. I thought Truffaut might be associated with it.
I also found the amino acid glutamic acid a problem in erasing the infantile memories on which we build our egos…
Kay's History II: What I think about ego disintegration…
because it fires the neurons in the brain which then creates the mind with all that one has read, seen and heard.
What I think about ego disintegration…
I am a first born, my brother and sister inherited my parents from me as little children. They represent parts of myself and my own ego and the id of my parents. I caught on to a problem with the idea of letting go of your past as I have heard it so often. I wondered where I was going to put it, so I wrote about it.
The idea of letting go can trigger something quite different in the brain, especially if someone has given you a command on which you have built your ego or life, it’s a gift hang on to it. Telling someone to let go may be the beginning of the end.
I listened to a progressive relaxation tape that includes this statement as part of the relaxation process. I did not understand the potential harm it might cause me.
Qing boy…
Rimbaud and Verlaine began a short and torrid affair. Whereas Verlaine had likely engaged in prior homosexual experiences, it remains uncertain whether the relationship with Verlaine was Rimbaud's first. During their time together they led a wild, vagabond-like life spiced by absinthe and hashish.[30] They scandalized the Parisian literary coterie on account of the outrageous behaviour of Rimbaud, the archetypal enfant terrible, who throughout this period continued to write strikingly visionary verse. The stormy relationship between Rimbaud and Verlaine eventually brought them to London in September 1872,[31] a period about which Rimbaud would later express regret. During this time, Verlaine abandoned his wife and infant son (both of whom he had abused in his alcoholic rages). Rimbaud and Verlaine lived in considerable poverty, in Bloomsbury and in Camden Town, scraping a living mostly from teaching, in addition to an allowance from Verlaine's mother.[32] Rimbaud spent his days in the Reading Room of the British Museum where "heating, lighting, pens and ink were free."[32] The relationship between the two poets grew increasingly bitter.
I think this is a connection to an older gentleman who died of cancer…
…I ran into him one day at the local supermarket in 1987 and his left ear and side of his face was deteriorating from cancer.
Kay's Science: A good old fashioned cocaine cocktail…
On thinking of this matter in the context of my own life, I recently discovered I might be connected to a woman who is from Chapel Hill. In 1977, after an evening out at a night club, I had a little more to drink than usual and fell asleep on the sofa. I wet the bed in my youth and was admonished for it, so I developed repressed memories expressed as anxiety about falling asleep and the fear of becoming too relaxed in order to keep from wetting the bed. I was a bed wetter until age 12. As a result, that night after drinking too much, I must have had to go to the bathroom, of which I have no recollection, took a white ashtray off the coffee table, placed it on the floor and urinated in it. I did it in this manner because during the late 60’s we had to use white enamel pots to go to the bathroom as we lived in a house with no bathroom or running water for several months. This resolved the mechanics of my actions but not the why of the event. I recently learned my current neighbor who I knew nothing of at the time, during a time of racial unrest, had been stopped from using the public restroom in a local store and was asked to leave. I was employed at Nichols Discount Center at the time the above content in the unconscious mind manifested in my life. Perly left the store, got drunk, returned and proceeded to urinate in front of the store. This is as she related her experience to me. She was subsequently arrested by the sheriff and jailed for one night. William Blake, head of the Police Department in Chapel Hill, NC may have been associated with this incident and could be connected to my grandmother Eunice Blake, how I came to be connected to the entire matter.
I had been jailed overnight in 1977 as well, so this means the drama in which I was involved, had been interrupted, not only was it interrupted, I was completely unconscious of the events occurring in my waking life which led to my behavior that night. I fully believed I was acting of my own will, except for that night because I was intoxicated. And since this discovery I have located Perly Street, in a small town in Massachusetts with the same last name as my neighbor. I had been in Medford, Massachusetts briefly in 1975 after being discharged from the US Army and so the story goes on further into history, probably pre-Civil War. I rented a room to Ipock after this, likely someone from Ispwich, Massachusetts. There is a 13 Estes Street, Ipswich, Massachusetts and I now reside at 130 South Estes Drive, Chapel Hill, NC.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Kay's Commentary
“I know you are one of us Ms. Gibbs, what I am about to tell you...”. “I don’t care about them to tell you the truth Ms. Gibbs. “He told me to do it, he didn’t like them.” “He thought they were bad for the country”. “If you print that I will sue you”.
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
William Farrow ~ Sparrow ~ Octagon House in Hyde…
I haven’t been able to focus my personal attention on this because of all of the other crap going on, like someone trying to get Jack The Ripper, MR. PHIL ARRINGTON ~ SUGDEN ~ SMITH…
Here is the Washington Monument connection…
Erin Rivers Spotlight - Nichols College ~ Nichol’s Discount Center…
…my niece Katherine wanted to be a US Marshal, we did not know about this connection. Erin is also the daughter of Susan with whom I lived in 1989-90.
Inez Dudley is William Farrow’s mother and he owned the Supermarket in the community where I grew up. Blanche Dudley taught Economics at my high school. I was one of her students. Her son Sam Dudley is a disabled person.
I was mixed up on UNC campus in 1972 and likely was doing something in the pit on campus. why I sought employment at Pitt Theater.
Someone must have left college, then returned, quit again, then went to Nichol’s college.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Grue gjarpenushe…
Albanian Grammar: With Exercises, Chrestomathy and Glossaries - Martin Camaj - Google Books
…a poisonous woman, running from the snakes with no heads…dream I had when I was 14.
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Kay's Commentary: Search results for dream telepathy
Back to about 2005, I then found and purchased books on psi, Mind to Mind, Mental Suggestion and Dream Telepathy where I discovered Calvin Hall had conducted experiments along with a Van De Castle, in which Mr. Van de Castle came to Chapel Hill, NC where I how reside and via Calvin Hall, proceeded to conduct psi experiments, in which he claimed he saw a boxing ring and boxing match. It was during that same year, 1972, that I and several classmates (three witnesses) made a trip to UNC in Chapel Hill to view the campus. I know it was the fall of 1972 because three guys we met during that time, visited me and another classmate for our birthdays as they were only three days apart in November. In 1973 just before I graduated high school, my father, whose mother also happens to be a Hall, punched me in the face breaking my nose, which I now contribute to our having been enmeshed in the experiment conducted by Hall and Van de Castle. My father did view boxing matches in the early 60’s but lost his central vision in 1964 and never viewed the television again. He also abused alcohol so those memories might have no longer been as strong. Not being able to see it would ahve bene impossible for him to reinforce those memories. He never received money from Katherine Gibbs nor a Seeing Eye Dog from the institute she bequeathed the majority of her money. Hall’s experiments are all of record.
Learning of this I was able to connect an experience I had in college in 1973 with a student of psychology doing his graduate work, to Calvin. Hall. I had been given a Rorschach test by the grad student in which I claimed I saw a tiger. I had smoked a small amount of marijuana, given to me before the test. I did it to see what would happen. In 1988 while in Beaufort County, I had need for surgery and was recuperating at home. Paxton, a minister from my hometown area came to visit me and brought me a copy of Calvin and Hobbes, a kind of comic book. I knew nothing of Calvin Hall at that time so did not associate the book with him. If there was suppose to be a message delivered in the delivery of that book, I did not get it as I did not have knowledge of who he was at that time. I also later discovered there was a Hall who was an Art student at the same college I was attending. It is clear now I was re-enacting some of his, Calvin’s and Jerry’s history (jumping in the fountain at ECU), persons unknown to me at the time.
By the time I did get my apartment in 1999, I was so mentally and emotionally exhausted I could not think clearly, rather I was beyond exhaustion. So you can see, as things have unfolded and become more clear, I have become a bit more “normal” or aware of what has happened to me. Am I more sane? That would depend on with whom I am connected and what their habits are, not that it is my intent on being connected to anyone for this purpose, as I have never profited from any of these things that have happened to me, others have and not in my behalf if they claim it as that was never made known to me either.
iNCOMING…
“We haven’t gotten a damned cent out of her”.
Well that’s a big fat lie, you’ve been bumming off my brain since I got here, 1972 to be exact. I had a four year scholarship. WHERE’S MY DEGREE???
I’ve been on disability since 1991, that’s $150,000. I don’t any have investments and more than half of it has been spent here. I have no home, no car. A very small amount of savings so I can relocate. I am permitted to save my money.
If you have a problem we can take it up in court.
Now hear this…
NO ONE HAS PERMISSION TO PROGRAM ME WITH ANYTHING. THIS INCLUDES YOU MICHAEL. CEASE AND DESIST NOW.
IF I NEED THAT KIND OF ASSISTANCE I WILL SEEK A PROFESSIONAL.
A pen like this one in black ink…
Red Alert…
Someone’s gotten me to sign something in my sleep, I thought it was something I did, but I was connected somewhere else.
Incoming…
“I don’t believe this girl is going to blame this on us”.
Duh, I’m not deaf, I hear you very well and so do lots of others.