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         MindNet Journal - Vol. 1, No. 33
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         V E R I C O M M / MindNet         "Quid veritas est?"
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    Editor: Mike Coyle

    Associate Editors: Walter Bowart
                       Alex Constantine
                       Martin Cannon

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    Research: Darrell Bross

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    A VICTIM OF CIA MIND CONTROL: POLITICAL ASYLUM

    by C.P.

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    December 4, 1995

    The ###### Consulate
    Houston, TX

    To Whom It May Concern:

    With this letter I am requesting political asylum from your
    government as an American citizen and victim of mind control
    carried out presumably by the CIA. I am taking such drastic
    measures because I am in fear of my life and safety and because I
    have exhausted every legal and other means available to me. I
    have received no assistance from the President of the United
    States, the FBI, the CIA, the Attorney General, my Congressman to
    mention just a few. The fact that this technology exists and is
    being used against private citizens and innocent people like
    myself no one in any position of responsibility in government
    will officially acknowledge.

    I hope this is an acceptable condition for political asylum. If
    need be I am willing to relinquish my citizenship and be declared
    stateless as a means to this end. This is a well thought-out
    decision on my part and I am aware of all the ramifications that
    could occur. Naturally it is not a decision that I have taken
    easily, but under the circumstances it is likely that it is the
    only one that will prolong my life or give me any quality of
    life.

    I would like to provide a chronology giving the events leading up
    to this decision.

    As a university student I spent a year abroad in France and
    Germany and in Paris. I met a German university graduate whom I
    later married. We eventually returned to Germany to live after we
    finished our studies in the U.S. (I did my B.A. and he did a
    postgraduate degree in international business). A few years later
    we were divorced in Munich, Germany. I then became a graduate
    student and teacher, and resided for almost 10 years in what was
    then West Berlin, Germany. There was nothing unusual in my life
    until the year 1983. At that time I co-taught a parapsychology
    course in the Community College system of West Berlin. A friend
    attended this class and brought a guest. The guest whom I will
    call "C.L." and I became friends later. Through these people I
    got to know some other new acquaintances and whether these people
    are incidental to, or pivotal figures in what later transpired is
    something that I can only speculate about. However, a certain
    pattern would appear to emerge from this.

    One of the people I got to know casually was Peggy Woolsey who
    had worked as secretary to Richard Helms, former head of the CIA
    in Iran (He was there during the coup). Peggy would often tell me
    about her life in Iran. Once when I was in her apartment having a
    drink I discovered at least a inch of sediment on the bottom of
    my drink. I commented on this and was told it was the "Berlin
    water." Another time I went to East Berlin in her car with
    diplomatic plates and felt a strange mood of paranoia almost as
    if I was hallucinating. I remember Peggy asking me where the
    Russian embassy was. I remember thinking, "How should I know?"
    In fact, I was at that time so naive I had not realized there
    was a Russian embassy in West Berlin. I had crossed the border
    previously primarily to go to the opera or theater or to buy
    books (German literature classics in cheap editions). I had the
    impression that something strange was transpiring. It was during
    this time that I was on three occasions, at three different
    locations, talked to during my sleep by people I was acquainted
    with. On these occasions I had awakened abruptly during my sleep
    and became aware of what was transpiring. I went to the U.S.
    consulate and named names. After this I was harassed by a man in
    a white car who would drive by my apartment and when in close
    proximity, would zap me with an electrical field of some sort.
    He was very brazen. I would find my body pulsating during my
    sleep especially at the base of my spine, but my whole body
    would vibrate as well and I would see flashing lights on my
    wall. I had to go to the U.S. Consulate several times and they
    expressed disbelief in what I was saying rudely stating: Who
    would be interested in you -- you have no important political or
    military contacts. Ultimately they advised me to return to the
    U.S. and change my name. In despair I contacted a secret service
    in Berlin and was treated with consideration and respect at
    least. Ultimately I decided to return to the U.S. where I
    thought I would be able to live a normal life. I think back to
    those innocent days when I was merely being harassed by parties
    unknown in no way suspecting what would be in store for me when
    I returned to a living hell and unbelievable torture, abuse, and
    experimentation.

    In retrospect the only conclusion that makes reasonable sense is
    that I must have exposed a CIA operation. I was then classified
    as a "write-off" or expendable as a human being. By some
    unfortunate decision I was designated for a constant monitoring,
    inhuman method of electronic incarceration utilizing
    intracerebral microwave induction of voices. This is one of
    several sadistic approaches they have used to destroy my life. So
    for 13 years now I have never known one moment of privacy, or
    peace. My entire life has been stolen from me. My apartment
    serves them as the cage of a guinea pig.

    What they attempted to do with very crude, unsophisticated human
    input (not to say criminal and immoral) coupled with an
    electronic technology totally unknown to the public was to set up
    some artificial controls (or "handlers") utilizing voice and
    emotive responses of some individuals recognizable to me and get
    them to "control" my behavior by the use of positive and negative
    reinforcement. These were not "voices" talking to me live but
    were a whole catalog of reactions that were activated in my brain
    by some means. For example if I did something they did not like
    they would use the voice characteristics of "C." crying or
    whining or expressing despair. Thus the same expression would be
    played over and over again like canned laughter on a TV quiz
    program. I might hear the same emotive phrase played over 5
    times in one day however absurd that may seem. When they
    realized that I was not being hoodwinked or deceived into
    thinking that this was a real person (and naturally they selected
    the voices of former lovers) they did not attempt to project this
    artifice but instead would harass me with the voices. Often I was
    interrupted at what I was doing at the rate of once a minute
    throughout the day. At other times it was once every 4 minutes.
    At other times every time I made a decision, drew a conclusion
    from something, or followed instructions it was reinforced. The
    implication being that these swine were in charge of my behavior
    and thinking. This reaches the point of fanatic absurdity on
    their part. And it still continues even as I type this. They are
    constantly trying to reinforce or keep in place their repulsive
    "program."

    Here are some examples: Through a business contact I got to know
    "S." and every time I met with her it was euphorically reinforced.
    This was something I could not fathom. I would think why is not
    my friendships with V., E.J., or others reinforced like this. It
    did not make sense to me as S. was a rather unsophisticated but
    warm-hearted Iranian hairdresser. Later I discovered that under
    the Shah, S. had been married to a Judge, connected in high
    places, had hidden people in her home and had had to flee when
    her husband was arrested.

    I think that one of the things they had planned to use was to
    start relationships with certain targeted individuals. They kept
    up a rabid campaign to get me to re-establish a contact with a
    foreign national who reputedly had intelligence contacts. I
    refused but they never stopped harassing me. They tried to
    establish a whole associational network of things supposedly
    characteristic of this person to constantly keep him in my mind
    which was revolting in the extreme. So I frequently formed the
    impression that I was constantly dealing with people who were my
    intellectual inferiors, ignorant provincials who were in a mad
    rush to use their high-tech equipment on any designated victim.
    The irony of all this pain and suffering was that the same
    things could have been achieved by very conventional and mundane
    methods. But this high-tech equipment was being used by
    individuals very unlike myself where I had a feeling I was being
    corrupted by the association, that I was being polluted by the
    contact and as a result I feel I have lost or had murdered my
    spirituality, my refinement, my dignity and privacy as a women,
    my idealism, my joy in living, my sexuality, my feelings of
    freedom, my comfort zone, i.e. all that had once been the
    essential ingredients of my life.

    Their sadism knows no bounds. They will talk with you and make it
    a point of letting you know that they are watching you while you
    are on the toilet, for example.

    Needless to say, I attempted suicide but was stopped in the woods
    by another motorist.

    I would be more happy to reveal their whole mind control program
    but there is not enough time now.

    What happened to precipitate this decision to seek asylum is that
    I discovered that there were other victims on whom the same or
    similar technology was being used and began networking with them
    and sharing information with plans of going public and getting
    organized. I was also able to upgrade and expand my technical
    knowledge and met victims of the CIA's Project Monarch and
    MKULTRA.

    I then started to get heart palpitations of a severe nature and
    my thyroid would be microwaved so that it would pulsate. I would
    awaken with a field directed to my stomach and intestines (the
    genital stimulation during sleep was by now old-hat) so that my
    midriff would be sore. When I would cover my thyroid with my
    hands to shield it I would later have arthritic-similar pains in
    my hands. I woke up two days ago with pain in my left armpit and
    both groin lymph nodes. I am afraid I am being "taken out." One
    of the de-programmers and most knowledgeable persons on the CIA's
    codes, techniques and tactics has been suddenly diagnosed with
    terminal cancer that apparently appeared out of nowhere.

    I fear for my safety. I have gone to extremes to protect myself
    -- trying to set up improvised faraday cages, sleeping on the
    bathroom floor, wrapping myself in copper, aluminum, and the
    pinging is terrible -- the program that gets activated during my
    REM sleep especially. And last night for the first time they
    actually used some equipment that lifted my body out of the
    galvanized aluminum shields I had erected. I was actually
    knocked backwards. I then tried to write this letter at home but
    my electric typewriter malfunctioned -- when I would hit the "n"
    key I would get "q" for example.

    Your speedy attention to this urgent matter would certainly be
    appreciated.

    Sincerely,

    C.P.

    Austin, TX

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