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The Enemy Within

A nation can survive its fools, and even the ambitious. But it cannot survive treason from within. An enemy at the gates is less formidable, for he is known and carries his banner openly. But the traitor moves amongst those within the gate freely, his sly whispers rustling through all the alleys, heard in the very halls of government itself. For the traitor appears not a traitor; he speaks in accents familiar to his victims, and he wears their face and their arguments, he appeals to the baseness that lies deep in the hearts of all men. He rots the soul of a nation, he works secretly and unknown in the night to undermine the pillars of the city, he infects the body politic so that it can no longer resist. A murder is less to fear ~ Cicero Marcus Tullius

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VICTIMS STATEMENTS - CORRESPONDENCE CONTINUED

THESE ARE JUST A FEW OF THE MANY LETTERS WE RECEIVE, EVERY SINGLE DAY BY

VICTIMS OF THIS GOV'T - MOB TARGETTING

PROGRAM.

Dec 15 2006
Microwave Sickness / Deadly Electronic Weapons / Canada
Hello
When I worked in the diesel generator business,
I worked with a lot of communications companies all across Canada.
Bell Canada was a big one I did a lot of work with.
They have "standby diesel generators" at their central offices and all their repeater stations.
A lot of "national security" concerns within these systems.
I worked on a fairly large "fibre optics" project in 1996 into 1997 when I was poisoned for the first time in 1997
People within these systems have more than enough resources to make you "sick" if you ......"step on the wrong toes."
Lots of surlpus "microwave generators." and "radio equipment."
All with "no forensic evidence."
It just takes one "idiot" to put something together who does not like you.
There may be a union / non union theme to my problems.
I worked at a non union company, Harper Detroit Diesel.
I had no idea about "radio waves as weapons" until 2005,
......8 years after I initially got sick
I started my research project in January 2004 on the internet with the keywords "constructive dismissal"
in relation to my own problems at Harper Detroit Diesel.
I am not sure about ......"microwave mind control",
seems to be a lot of articles on the internet about this topic.
It does look like more and more people world wide are looking at
......"radio waves as weapons".
I think maybe thats because there is now so much "radio equipment"around the world with the advancements in "communications."
The problems with all these types of systems is the technology falls into the wrong hands.
Some real horror stories from people worldwide about this topic on the internet.
What an eye opener !

Gerry Duffett -CANADA

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I lived in Key Largo for 17 years. We purchased beautiful canal front property that led out direct into the ocean.

Believe me when I tell you this TRUTH.

My wife and I loved to sit on our dock at night and observe the beauty and fish.

Suddenly a plane would circle the ocean near our property, a boat would arrive and at the end of our canal...it would meet up with a vehicle...We actually viewed this unloading.

Neither she nor I knew what was going on...until THEY started to harass us. Strange floodlights would be directed at our home at all hours of the night. We remained stupid UNTIL:

A neighbor confronted us with this:

Danny, you know too much...Remain stupid or else !!!

To make a very long story short...ALL of our neighbors were

involved in one way or another. Pilots, Dealers, Growers, Sellers,

needless to say...We lost the hidden beauty of Key Largo and got the hell out of dodge !!!

I could tell you so much more, it would boggle your mind.

DANNY, FLORIDA

REPLY:

Dear Danny.
Your story does not suprise me at all.Being a witness to organized crime is an unfortunate
fate that happens to many good people, myself included.Understanding these dynamics and having lost so much of the beauty that life has to offer.Ripped away by the very criminals of organized crime,govt,secret societies of corrupt union members and cospirators etc.I started FREEDOM FIGHTERS FOR AMERICA to assist victims like yourself.
Being a victim,advocate,patriot leader and radio host,was something i never sought but has
become my life, As it was thrust upon me.I am very intersted in your story and i am very sorry for loss of an obviously beautiful setting.IF i can help you i will gladly.Please tell me more.-Chris, Pres. FREEDOM FIGHTERS FOR AMERICA

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Hello,

I feel that I am the victim of a sinister, covert black ops program. It is beyond anything that I can describe in this email. Do you investigate such matters? If not, can you tell me who will? Thank you.

Rich

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Chris, I am being brutally beaten with my own hands. They control all of my thoughts behavior and actions. They were not this powerful before. They will continue doing this until I am stupid enough to follow all of their control mindlessly. It is Psychological war and every time I need to come up for air or defy their thought I get punished severely. They are my family, NAMI and perps but they keep convincing me that it is the Buddhist monastery. That my self is being destroyed, and I am allowed no thought. MY brain was badly damaged since we first talked. I need protection immediately. They will continue until I am gone. They yank my entire body around all day and humiliate me. I am waiting to get money to relocate. Can you give me advice please. I am not complaining, I'm screaming for help. I might not seem like I need it because of their control. Thank you.
Lynn

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To:

"FREEDOM FIGHTERS FOR AMERICA"

Thanks for the response Chris, it means so much to me.

I need to say this openly and honestly 'I will be murdered unless I
get my story into the media or receive amnesty from a foreign
Government'. They will probably make it look like an accident or like
suicide - this is what organized assasinations generally look like. I
must say that I am being extra cautious at the moment about any
'accident' and there is no way I will commit suicide or die from a
drug overdose as I don't use needles or anything like that.

I have just travelled about 1500KM to the capital of Australia where
all the foreign Embassies are. I will try to obtain amnesty and
assistance from any Government that will listen to me. I have seen a
brain scan of what is in my head from a special Government imaging
device, this is all legit.

Please interview me and get me on the front page of your website. This
will be vital in an effort to keep me alive and to obtain
international recognition for the conspiracies to be revealed.

I strongly believe that I (with help) will be the only one to uncover
the conspiracies that take place. Basicaly all the conspiracies are
real (althought I dont believe in Aliens) and they can be proven if I
get help... Trust me it will happen I have the worldwide influence to
do this as those in the know do know about me. I just need recognition
and amnesty before I can start a campaign about this.

I am in Australia which is +10 +11 GMT. If you could give me a time in
the next 48-72 hours for an interview I will highly appreciate it,
also please provide the phone number and access numbers as I dont have
them on me. I need recognition too so please put me on the front page
of your website even if I can't be interviewed. And please keep a
record of these emails on paper, tell your friends, store it online,
on your website, anything. As there is a reason why conspiracies don't
get proven publicly.. they get covered up. And there are many
techniques on covering things up such as hypnotizing, theft of
evidence, kidnap, murder, etc.

Do you have any suggestions on what I can do to obtain international
amnesty or to get my story in the media?

Any help is much appreciated Chris, HIGHLY APPRECIATED. You have
created a great website and people need to know the TRUTH!

Hope to hear from you soon and you are welcome to save these emails,
store them , etc.

Thanks again,

Nathan William Greenup

On 2/2/10, FREEDOM FIGHTERS FOR AMERICA
<chris@freedomfightersforamerica.com> wrote:
> NATHAN I JUST RECEIVED YOUR EMAIL. I UNDERSTAND YOUR SITUATION
> I WILL DO A RADIO INTERVIEW WITH YOU.WE ARE BACK UP AND RUNNING.
> EMAIL ME BACK GIVE ME A DATE AND TIME, OUR TIME EASTERN STANDARD SO
> WE CAN TALK. I GAVE YOU THE CALL INFORMATION, JUST EMAL ME.
> HANG TOUGH YOU WILL GET BY.-CHRIS
>
> Date: Tuesday, February 2, 2010, 12:10 PM
>
> Hi Chris.
>
> I am sending you this letter as right now, I am fearing for my life.
> The people who control the Intelligence Agencies in Australia (likely
> from '_The_ Secret Society") are using the implanted stimoceiver and
> neural implants to kill me.
>
> I will die very shortly at this rate unless I receive amnesty
> basically. I am trying to do that however I know it will be extremely
> dangerous.
>
> There's a reason no conspiracy theories become proven facts, as the
> people with inside information get murdered. This is happening to me
> _right now_.
>
> I am going to Coober Pedy in Australia, have a look on the internet
> for some photos of it as 70% of the housing is underground. I am going
> there in an effort to avoid radio signals that are controlling the
> stimoceiver and neural implants. I am also going to Canberra in
> Australia to visit some different country embassies in an effort to
> obtain amnesty.
>
> Help me if you can Chris. Put this on your website if I die man.
> They'll kill me man I swear. I am the only one who can uncover the
> secrets, they know this, and I will die, simple as that. I will only
> have a few more days life left unless I do something drastic.
>
> If you speak to my mother, which I would highly appreciate, ask her
> for my death certifiicate if I die and put it on your website! I am
> highly serious here. This is a major crime in progress on me right
> this very moment. My mothers name is Jennifer Greenup, . She has implants too.
> Was kidnapped/tortured for 10 years by the Secret Military in
> Australia....
>
> I will keep you updated on my story, just print these emails off and
> store them safely and put them on your website. It's the only thing
> they dont control, the internet, its the key.
>
> So to recap. This is Nathan William Greenup born 12/12/1984, I am
> about to die due to the Secret Military in Australia, likely
> controlled by a secret society. Murder. Government. Organized.
> Controlled. Murder.
>
> I sincerely hope I can send you another email in the future Chris.
>
> Kind Regards,
>
> Nathan Greenup
>
> On 1/20/10, Nathan Greenup
>> Nathan Greenup is my name.
>>
>> My dad was a spy, he leaked info, now the person acting as my father
>> is a spy who will zip his lips. I was hypnotized to not notice the
>> difference of the person. His name Richard Brodie Greenup,
Brisbane, AUSTRALIA. Phone 07 3354 3204.
>>
>> Gregory Hdieke - Former principal of an Australian Intelligence
>> Community infested High School in Australia. He watched GMO students
>> with brain implants (neural transmitter and stimoceiver)
>>
>> THERES MORE.
>>
>> My mum was kidnapped, replaced with a spy, now shes back after being
>> tortured for 10 years.
>>
>> My uncle - AIC SPY. David Carey,
>> Brisbane, Australia, 4053
>>
>> My GRANDMOTHER, 92 YEAR OLD SPY!!!!! My real grandmother was taken,
>> she was the wife of an old time Spy.
>> Brisbane, Australia, 4053
>>
>> THEY ARE KILLING ME WITH THE STIMOCEIVER I NEED TO TALK TO SOMEONE
>> PERSONALLY!.
>>
>> Chris, please, just let me talk to you. I need to talk to someone who
>> will believe me. I will tell you everything.
>>
>> Please provide a mobile number and I will call you. Please.
>>
>> I am dead anyway i just need to talk.

My friend is a 48 year old Native American woman living on a reservation in Washington state, and she believes she has been tortured be someone using directed energy for almost ten years. She was recently hospitalized and needed 3 pints of blood. She is too weak and confused to help herself. She is a recluse with no friends, and the authorities are dismissing it as drug-related psychosis. Drug testing, however, turns out negative. Her mother thinks she needs an exorcism. Several years ago she was hit by a stun gun by an unseen assailant and when she came to there were bruises on her legs and impressions around one ankle like she had been dragged by a chain. An opportunity for someone to inject an implant.

I know about the recent events only through phone conversations with her. She is a very tough and resourceful woman, but this is too much for her. It has been 24/7 for years, and seems to be getting more sophisticated and painful, and altering her thoughts.

Please help us determine if there is an implant, and how to protect her.

NAME WITH HELD

JOHN N.

http://members.cox.net/amebakiller/RFIDScandle.html

JOHANN HELGASSON

my name is Johann Helgason i was born in Reykjavik Iceland
I m vitim of microwave wepon since 2007 i would like report also to help me Daugher Svala Jóhannsdóttir out of this satanic occult she is in kidnapping here in Germany she was stolen from Iceland her mother Thorun sigurdardottir is very mentally ill also part of this satanic occult ,my daughter have not been in school for 6 moths know that is Essy to track them down by there debit card (or Visa card they are here ,did remember the name list i gave you there is telephone number of all this people just call Icelandic police let them check them out ,I m atavist know i have been for sevel moths know ,also good information usa military was in Iceland since 1940 -20003 and many people knows about Microwave Weapons / Torture Electronic called weapon of the future ,they was made for USA army ,who did they get hold ogf them that is Essy from people who working for the American army ,you can found all information on the Internet ,for this people who all mentally unstable is dangerous & have this weapon under there hand ,also my ex mother in law Svala Jónsdóttir who is a nurse ,she used to to work in operation ,why is she after me ?? That is because she did part of illegal operating on my ,and she is frig-then that will be exposes here in Germany ,Can i prove that ? yes just needed one X-rated on my head ,that all that takes ,I have journalist she is writhing my story also one talk show host ,what i m fighting for justist in my case ,also human rights to get my life back ,to get this pepole behinde bars ,My mother & father did sold my into slavery for mentaly ill 71 years old woman Heidveig Nanna òladóttir who did murder her own Mother in 1981 Elinborg ,that went very high in icelandic news in sept 1981.Also Main persion behinde this is Kristin àsgeirsdóttir & Vidar Jónson who is the brain behinde this all they are coneted to orgasine crimes in Iceland ,They did murder there own handicap son in 1997 Vidir Már Vidarson .
This pepole did started this Microwave Weapons / Torture Electronic in iceland ,were did they get hold on this Microwave Weapons ,thoug pepole who were working for usa army in Keflavik ,If pepole have 2 murder case on ther sholder don´t you thing that is nessary to Investigate there case i belive that nessary ??Not ongy for me ,or my daughter Svala Jóhannsdóttir also for pepole here in darmstad This pepole are that dangerous . Here is they name list place contackt iceland goverment .i live in darmstad Germany ,Geimenshatsunterkunft, Rheinstabe Darmstadt Germany ,

http://peacepink.ning.com/profile/JohannHelgason?xg_source=activity

http://mcvictimsworld.ning.com/profile/JohannHelgason?xg_source=activity

http://www.blogged.com/profile/johannh
http://usamicrowavemurder.ning.com/profile/JohannHelgason

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Happy birthday, Agent Smith

By Janet C. Phelan

July 7, 2010

Today is the birthday of someone you have probably never heard of. The name he goes by—Jack Smith—is as humdrum and unremarkable as is his stated profession—a color corrector at a digital imaging company in Los Angeles, IMAGIC.

Smith lives in a two story condo on a quiet street in W. Hollywood at 7911 W. Norton. It is an attractive, older Spanish-type building. At last report, he was driving an older Taurus. But Smith is hardly your everyday techie. Smith is in reality an agent for one of the alphabet soup intelligence agencies and his job at IMAGIC, which according to a Department of Defense source, handles DOD projects, is only one of his professions. He also sets people up to be killed.

I was first approached by Jack Smith back in October of 2000, when he answered my personal ad which ran in the LA Weekly. I was forty eight, divorced and looking for something really special. What I didn't expect was for a killer to show up on my doorstep.

On the surface, Smith seemed to fit the bill. Forty-six, smart as a whip, and though certainly not drop dead gorgeous, he still possessed a certain confident charisma. And, as he said in his response, he enjoyed many of the things I did—theatre, ballet, left wing politics—and lo and behold! Came from the same Anglo-Jewish mix as I did. The fact that Smith was tailoring his response to my profile never occurred to me. Yes, I was a journalist but I was on disability, wasn't working at that time and had not been involved in political reporting up to that point. I was a threat to no one. Yes, my father, James Phelan, who died in 1997, was a prominent investigative reporter who had been a thorn in the side of the establishment for decades. But what did that have to do with me?

I was slow in getting back to Smith and didn't call him until February of 2001. In the meantime, something strange had happened. Driving home late one night I was broadsided by a Volvo, which took off from the scene, leaving me and my car smashed up in an intersection. A Good Samaritan called the police, who rushed to the scene......and left. I had gone into the windshield and told the responding officers that I was too injured to get out of the car. They took my license, went back to the squad car to confer lengthily and then told me that this must have been my fault and took off into the night, leaving me injured and without aid.

I was shocked. Only two blocks from my home, I somehow managed to stumble back to my apartment and collapse. That night, I had a dream—that an earthquake had hit me. My second floor apartment had sunk below ground and I was barely able to get out alive. In the dream, I knew that my mother's home had also been hit. Upon awakening, nearly delirious with what was to be diagnosed later as a concussion, I actually called my mother in Riverside County to see if she was all right. And then, realizing the extent of my injuries, I called a friend who took me to the Emergency Room where I was diagnosed with the concussion.

It was a couple of months later that I decided to call Smith. I was still pretty wobbly from the accident but –hey, he sounded nice and I was up for something besides sitting on my rear end waiting for my concussed brains to come back to life. We arranged to have dinner and I met him at a Thai restaurant in East Long Beach.

In all honesty, I didn't find him very interesting. He went on and on about Sudanese politics and I just didn't feel any connection at all. But then he kept calling. I turned him down on a couple of offers— including to go to a party hosted by someone working for CNN.... that sounded up my alley but I wasn't eager to spend more time with Jack. But he kept on calling. Eventually, we hooked up again. He dropped the politically astute persona, played classical guitar for me and showed me his collection of photographs. He really was quite gifted, I thought. I began to reassess my original perception of him.

To make a long story shorter, I moved in with Jack Smith at his Norton street condo in the summer of 2001. Peculiarly, my landlady had started insisting I move out soon after Jack and I started seeing each other seriously. I couldn't figure it out. I hadn't caused any problems but she was leaning on me pretty heavily. I looked and looked and –once again, peculiarly—couldn't get a bite on another place. Jack and I were getting along famously at that point, so I broached the topic of my moving in for awhile. He was quite agreeable.

What happened to my life and to my mother's life from that point on belongs in the annals of James Bond meets The Bates Motel. But first, I must provide a bit of history here. My mother, Dr. Amalie Phelan, had been residing in Temecula since my parents moved there in 1990. When they moved from Long Beach, my sister, Judith Phelan, moved with them. Judith had had a breakdown of sorts back in Long Beach and had moved back in with Mom and Dad to recover. She never left. She and my father were at loggerheads for most of that time—Judith was very bright and seemed to think that the world—or my parents—owed her the life she had dreamed of having. Two husbands had left her and while she had an LCSW in Psychiatric Social Work, she was unable to hold a job after her breakdown. She didn't accommodate well to living with my parents nor did she accommodate well to living on a disability allowance. She wanted to get her hair done every week, she wanted brand new clothes from Talbot`s and became increasingly demanding. When Dad passed away of lung cancer in 1997, Judith started stealing from us. She began a check fraud scam, not to be discovered until years later, whereby she would ask Mom for “checks for Janet.” She would then take the checks, forge my endorsement on them, and deposit them into her own Wells Fargo account. How Wells Fargo allowed her to do this is unclear to me, but the evidence is available online. Go to elderabusehelp.org and click on the Open Letter from Janet Phelan. The checks are deep in the documentation attached to the report.

It is clear now that Smith first approached Judith and gained her cooperation, possibly by holding over her head the threat of prosecution for her extensive stealing. And possibly not. Judith had become very bitter and resentful of me over the years, and given the chance to make out like a bandit and have her sister and mother out of the way might very well have appealed to her.

So Smith started working me. The fact that money was hemorrhaging out of the accounts had not escaped my attention. Smith urged me to find someone to help out. He ended up steering me into the offices of attorney J. David Horspool, who introduced us to the infamous probate murderer Melodie Scott. Like lambs trotting into the slaughterhouse, we obediently took their direction and on December 2, 2001, my mother signed a nomination for conservatorship, overriding the will and trust and naming Scott as her conservator of person and estate.

I have written much about what happened to my mother at the hands of Melodie Scott. If you go to www.cosmicpenguin.com/JanetPhelan/ you can scroll down to the section entitled ¨The Assault on Dr. Amalie Phelan by the State.¨ What I have not disclosed prior to this is Smith's part in all this—what this federal agent did to my vulnerable mother and to me.

Instigated by Agent Jack Smith, my mother nearly died at the hands of Melodie Scott and my sister, Judith Phelan and Scott aide Linda Garcia in June of 2002. After I rushed Mom to the hospital where emergency surgery was performed and her life was saved, I called my “boyfriend.” He rushed to Temecula. I had already filed the police report but Smith tried to persuade me to leave behind the evidence, the full undispensed pill bottles--months of cardiac medicine never provided my mother, a heart patient.

Mom was never allowed to return home. Restraining Orders were levied against me by Melodie Scott and my attention increasingly focussed on the welfare of my mother, now virtually disappeared. Smith's behavior began to take an increasingly sinister turn. I discovered that he was in nearly constant covert contact with Melodie Scott.

I had become suspicious of Smith after a series of phone calls--over twenty in three weeks-- came in from Melodie Scott. Although the caller hung up on me when I answered the phone, I had *69'ed the calls to find them coming directly from her. Something was very wrong. The man I loved was in constant contact, it appeared, with my nemesis.

I left Smith in October of 2002. He had become increasingly irrational and threatening and on one occasion physically assaultive. I had confronted him about the phone calls from Scott and his response was denial and threats. I packed up and fled.

I filed a police report about Smith's assault. The police showed up and arrested him. Then they let him go. When I went to retrieve the report, things got stranger. The report, it appears, had no bearing on what I told the police actually happened. Gone was the death threat and gone was the assault. My report, according to the West Hollywood police, was about an argument over a cell phone. The police were adamant and refused to correct the report and prosecute Smith.

Smith was “arraigned” and all charges were dropped. A couple of months later, I was looking through some notebooks which I had retrieved from the condo on Norton when I left him. Among them was a notebook belonging to him, which I somehow ended up with. Inside were notes concerning some of his movements on a day in August of 2002, about two months before the breakup. He had dutifully noted a meeting with the very Assistant District Attorney who dropped the charges against him as well as with the head of the W. Hollywood police department, Lt. Goldman. He was apparently greasing the way for his exoneration of charges against him when he became violent and assaulted me. In retrospect, it is clear that the decision had been made to get me away from Smith and to “take care of me” when I was alone.

I left Smith and went to live alone in a small house in Long Beach. Almost immediately, I became the subject of a series of breakins, robberies and worse. My documents concerning the plight of my mother started disappearing out of my desk, as did expensive jewelery. My assets and documents were being stolen. And on several occasions, consuming opened food from my fridge necessitated a trip to the emergency room. The police started showing up nearly every day, barging in and making wild accusations. I began to appeal to the system for help. I filed reports with the Mayor of Long Beach, Beverly O´Neill, whom I had interviewed for a story I had written not too long before all this happened. I also contacted Juanita Millender-McDonald, the Long Beach District Attorney's office, Senators Dianne Feinstein and Boxer and others. My pleas for help went ignored.

In late fall my home started to burn down as I slept. I awoke in time and called the Fire department. On another occasion, I came home from a two-day trip to Riverside where I was attempting to get help for my mother to find drugs-- little pink pills-- strewn all over my floor. While in the process of my cleaning up the mess, the cops showed up, banging on the door and demanding entry. Inside, behind pulled curtains, I froze. When I did not answer the door they left.

And on January 3, 2003, after a series of nightmarish incidents, I walked into the Long Beach Police Department around 10 p.m. In desperation, I appealed to them for help. I was met in the lobby by an Officer Loren Dawson, who cuffed me and put me in his squad car. He informed me that this was my final ride. Some negotiation went on between us as to how I was going to die. We agreed on a drug overdose. He was dead set on murder and I was terrified and didn't want any more pain.

He took me to a small room which is underneath Harbor General Hospital. It is akin to a cell, with a barred and enclosed room and an anteroom. There were five or six other people there, awaiting us. I asked several of them if they were police officers and they replied affirmatively. Dawson said he was operating under “Protection of the President” and the intended lethal dose was administered by another man, Asian or Filipino, in his thirties, about five foot seven. I collapsed like a sawdust doll.

When I woke up several days later, I was in a Long Beach hospital on a heart monitor. They apparently got the dose wrong.

I am not going to regale those reading this with how difficult things have been for me since then. I have found myself a magnet now for federally-funded assassins and wannabees, including Ted Gunderson, David Moreno, Tim White and others. I have survived chemical assassination attempts, I have been shot at, stabbed, poisoned and more.

Mom died in May of 2004, following a complicated set -up which should have resulted in a false arrest/another chance for the police to finish the mssion. I have developed a keen sense of impending attack now and was able to make a detour around the scheme. Mom, who had been sequestered away as a virtual prisoner in a private home in Loma Linda, died within a few days, a victim of circumstances which wreak of murder. I was not informed she was dead until weeks after she was buried.

I did ultimately have a private investigator research Jack Smith. It appears Jack Smith never existed before around 1990. He apparently dropped out of the sky into that condo on Norton. The PI could find no prior addresses or financial or work records and reported back to me that my ex-boyfriend did indeed fit the profile of a spook. In addition, the PI dug up some hefty financial transactions which were time-linked to the attacks on Mom and me, and which appeared to be pay-offs for Smith.

I was living with Jack Smith on September 11, 2001. He was asleep when the phone rang and I picked it up. An anonymous voice said, “Tell Jack they hit the World Trade Center.” I woke him up and he shot out of bed and ran downstairs. Together, we watched the events of that dark day unfold. It only took me about twenty minutes to get suspicious that something was amiss with the reporting of the WTC attacks. I remember turning to him and saying, “Something is wrong here. The Bin Laden bio (which had just flashed up on the screen, as the media attempted to dupe us into accepting the false perpetrator) was canned, Jack.” I remember him looking at me, saying nothing. All day he sat in front of the television set with a funny kind of half smile. Looking back, I can see there were so many clues.

I write this now from Merida, in the Yucatan. I left the US in 2008, after more entrapment and aggression by the police. I do not believe it safe for me to return to my country. After what happened to Mom and me at the hands of Smith and his ilk , I made a decision to dedicate my life and my work to reporting on what faces us, as a nation which has been hijacked by eugenicists who prey on our innocence and trust in the American dream—“liberty and justice for all.” It is a sham and a lie. We need to set aside our erroneous beliefs and fearlessly face reality. We have been duped. Our hopes and dreams, the promise of America, will not serve to protect us in the face of the duplicity, double dealing and face it—murderous intent of those who have taken over our country.

I have worked to the best of my ability to expose the probate murders, the water weapon, the attacks on other whistlebowers, the degradation of the legal system and more. Along the way, I hosted radio shows on RBN and Liberty News Radio, and worked for a stint as a reporter at The American's Bulletin.

Today is the birthday of the man who opened my eyes by trying to destroy me. While I am grateful for the opportunity to serve the truth, I remain horrified that the USA is using taxpayer dollars to fund ruthless men like Smith, whose sole purpose seems to be to lure innocent citizens to their death. Due to my unwillingness to draw even more attention to myself coupled with the personal trauma associated with the circumstances detailed herein, I have up until now largely refrained from disclosing the above. In an effort to reveal the truth about our country, I have decided it is time to bring to light these personal and painful facts.

But isn't it funny how things work out—if this were indeed a preemptive strike, Smith only created what he was attempting to stop. God works in mysterious ways.

Janet Phelan

Merida, MX

I have ear implants and cannot get them out.

Doctors wont help or don’t believe

Can you help or provide any info

This is no joke and I am very serious

NAME WITH HELD

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Hey, I've got a terrible implant prob as the plan on murdering me because of my music they claim, im only 23.

I went to go get a cyst removed on my neck, and came back and heard high-pitched beep/microwave pulsings along with 24/7 thought reading all the sudden which in fact was a female voice. Both neighbors sound like they are involved.

This happened in October 2007, in late Feb. 2007 I thought there was no-way to get rid of this implant so I checked my self into Green Oaks in Dallas Texas, but they sent me to the side building (?side building for anxiety?) that was weird.....They stole my $20, I woke up and my penis was bruised and a crease mark in the muscle on the side, I have a cut indention in my left eye all the sudden. They also made me sign 2 things saying I didn't have time to read them......I wonder what they were? <----this was right when I got there.

They interviewed me and at that time I haven't drank alcohol in half a year and im not suicidal at all, I have a grunge band that im working on with my friend and brother, and am very well grounded in spiritualism. So after the interview I came back in to ask her when I will be leaving and saw on her computer screen that it said I was suicidal and alcohol abuse and drug abuse....they prob fought traces on marijuana.....

So I went there for anxiety and they placed me on antipyschotics, and to this date I've tried six different ones and none of them never worked. When I came back I noticed that they can now view my images and see through my eyes, is this a brain implant? or a chip inserted through my eye? cause this harassment have lasted 24/7 October to today...

I got medicaid but would an X-ray detect anything? what if they are plastic then I would need to purchase an RF/microwave detector? zap checker/tri field meter.

I have a neodymium magnet that is 1 inch thick, that people say you can disable them with and I have felt very strong pulls in my left eye.for some time. I use the mag for 20 mins at a time, I've also heard a beeping sound through my ears twice when holding it to my neck...

I need help to get this deactivated, I mean I've even scored they hightest to get into a private school and finished a year early this is screwed that I have a chip(s)....Thanks, just need some guidance in this and hoping I don't have no brain implant or anything....

I mean these people sound like gangsters and are really trying to have me murdered, kidnapped, immune failure, any organ failure, cause cancer, it goes on 24/7 and all I wanna do is jam, but every since march they have been viewing my images?? is that a brain implant because I got that cut on my left eye.....

I remember an agent looking guy checking me out when I went to go get my cyst removed on my neck, I had no problems in the world before that.....they also say "kill that guy" its a female and gangster style males which im very sure its african american decent, as they took me to the "side building" of Green Oaks Dallas......what is that? side building.....

I guess I can try an x-ray and MRI of my head with my medicaid, but I was told that they might be polymer which won't show up in an x-ray, next month I am purchasing a RF microwave detector so I can apply the neodymiums, or pay someone with a tesla generator to fry them that way----someone from Warrior Matrix (website) said that they actually pop under the skin video chips and all.......Please reply back with some of what I should do and what program you think it might be, CIA monarch, FBI, Military psyops, black angels psyops, NSA......Im mean im no threat or no NWO threat, just wanna jam, I mean im fine with my peace back. Oh yeah I need a little help on which Intelligence agencies are the most important in my benefit, on who and what directors I should contact...thanks in advance, Greg.

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