It was in the year 2003 that my landlord……a guy I paid rent to for around 8 years – returned to the flat both of us stayed in, in the Oxgangs area of Edinburgh, excitedly coming thru the door, announcing, “They can hear your thoughts! Over a phone!”…..which makes it seem like I had told him some of the foregoing information in this website…..he, Jake, only knew me as generally interested in the conspiracy theory area, we watched TV programmes on such topics together… when I refer to him as a landlord, he was simply given the flat we both lived in for about 8 years, given it by his son-in-law, so rent from me was a bit extra for him, he took quite a bit less than he should have, for my room, maybe half the average rent for Edinburgh? Whilst maintaining an income as a chef…..he had become a good friend, he wasn’t very landlordy.
One night, Jake had been away for a drink in a pub called the Good Companions, which is near a military base called Redford Barracks in Edinburgh, it was one of his fave bars, it’s also popular with the soldiers who do training in the nearby military base grounds. Standing “propping the bar up”, as they generally jokingly say, gossiping with the bar staff with his pint of beer in front of him, Jake got friendly with a group of soldiers, who had just been spending some time in another military base, this one is in Yorkshire, called Fylingdales, & has, or had, more than one visibly distinctive characteristic…..a lot of British people might know Fylingdales from “the three golf balls”, the proper term being radome……three radomes were close to Fylingdales military base, and were indeed known publicly as built for reasons of surveillance, there is no pretence as to their raison d’etre, albeit surveillance of supposed Russian intentions…..and look like giant golf balls. The other visible distinction was described to me as “a big black pyramid in the middle of it”, if the reader Googles <Fylingdales + pyramid> the reader may think it doesn’t look all that black or pyramidal ~ a chopped off-at-the-top pyramid, perhaps? I must say here, my Yorkshire friends gave me an impression both the radomes & the Pave Paws array (the ‘pyramid’) @ Fylingdales were both visible to them for a fair length of time during the 90s……possibly being ordinary half-interested members of the public, they hadn’t realised they were being dismantled from 1992 on, & when they were finally completely gone……my friends haven’t even realised that.
But what gives an impression they were functional for longer than the US & UK authorities admitted…..was this Bill Clinton incident…..when he was President of the United States, he used the golf ball/radome array, I am typing totally from memory here, but I am sure the Fylingdales surveillance technology is what he supposedly exploited access to……he used the golf ball & Pave Paws array at Fylingdales to find out what rival businesses were doing……so why that “exploded” in the mass media is an American in Washington…..utilised “surveillance apparatus” situated in the UK…..to find out information about rival American businesses to selfishly benefit his own business interests – nothing to do with cold war surveillance of “the ruskies” whatsoever!!!
Back to 2003 – obviously, these soldiers blabbed something to Jake, excitedly…..so I will try to quote him as exactly as possible…..Jake comes into the flat, pokes his head in the door of my bedroom…..exclaims:
“You want to hear what these soldiers were telling me about! They can hear your thoughts! Over a phone!”
(Not meaning me individually, Jake was announcing general neo-technological capability to me.)
“They’ve got big screens as well, they’re like desktop computers with keyboards in front of them! Each screen has a list of numbers pasted up on the side, & each number gets someone’s thoughts! A brain number instead of a phone number!”
I thought that “brain number” was quite inspired of Jake…..he has quite a good mind, whilst being a trained chef, with absolutely no electrical training he installed a call system for a stair of flats, just as a favour for the people there, he wasn’t living there…..that system of buzzing up to get someone to open the outside door…..he sorted that for every single flat in the stair, about 10 flats, no electrician experience.
Anyway……I still kept my secret of believing I had experienced harassment by means of brain screen technology, from Jake……however, this had been a very interesting evening for me…..I simply looked interested, mmhmm, uhuh….wish I’d been in the pub with you Jake!!!
A useful anecdote……especially when a young lady, Amy, contacted me in 2014, approximately seven years ago now…..or eleven years later, depending on how you look at it…..claiming five youths had been tormenting her, by hearing her thoughts, by means of their phones.
By 2014 the term “v2k” had been developed, meaning ‘voice to skull’, there are now a few terms for this phenomenon, that is Amy’s main term of reference. She has kept her secret torture totally to herself, has not told motherfatherdaughterbrother…..no boyfriend, ex or whatever…..she has described this only to me, & since 2014 we have kept in touch.
She has not described her no-touch torture to anyone else…..in 2021, the five male tormenters have been much less troublesome to Amy, she has graduated in pharmacology, & is currently training in a pharmacy……to be on a higher rate of pay eventually when she may emigrate.
Amy’s case description is, she became aware of five guys on a street corner, whilst out shopping for herself…..each one systematically downloaded an app into their phone…..she thinks they were iPhones…..each male, one after the other, walked up to her, waved the iPhone at her head, which, reflecting upon what had happened later, she thinks must have performed the function of zero-ing in on her specific brain frequency…..thus did each of the five youths then: hear her thoughts: see everything she is seeing via their phone screens: transmit horrible images into her mind…..she goes for a crap, they are right in the middle of her head feeling the shit slither out of her arse, there is absolutely no attenuation by locked doors, the reader needs possibly to see the significance of the wavelength being……independent of space & time……Amy sounded tortured, like me.
Robin Ramsey, editor, & main founder, of Lobster 🦞 magazine, purely devoted to political analysis, reminiscent of Private Eye, minus the humour, bone-dry political writing……very very occaaaasionally, has an electronic weapon description, though these “zappers” depend on some proximity to the intended victim……I mentioned the death of John Smith earlier…..
In the days of paper editions only, of magazines, one of the Lobster issues had a few paragraphs describing a woman who attended an interview for work with the CIA in America, who offered her a job – however, she declined the offer, left the building to live her life……& complained to people of, ever since the interview, masturbating unusually frequently…..she liked going out in a boat on a lake near her home…..she kept on masturbating strangely frequently on her boat.
Another little intimation, dear reader, of the nature of a technological development you are struggling to envision from words alone…..that a male, or males, hundreds or thousands of miles away, can decide to entertain themselves by typing a specific woman’s brain number into a brain screen…..with absolute HD perfection everything she is seeing & doing materialises on the screen…….and with the feeling of having jumped into the middle of someone’s head……can make a woman masturbate for his own entertainment, make extra saliva spurt into her mouth whilst she is eating, cause sharp pains anywhere in her body, make her piss herself…..
Which of course can be done with a male……like me……I do feel ‘switched on’ by teenage girls & women…..using brain screens very far away from me.
What empirical data can be adduced here? One can only make interesting points……the younger generation of 2021 will not know Norway, in 1982, complained of pollution coming from Britain, to the UK Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, who then, in my opinion, exploited the unlikely image in the public’s mind, that pollution from a specific country could be pinpointed at all……Thatcher stated no more pollution could be coming from Britain than any other country…..Norwegian authorities felt an unusual amount of pollution was billowing out over the Scandinavian territories, pinpointing the United Kingdom as the culprit, & had asked, “Are you doing something unusual?”
And I did witness what was described as happening in Norway 🇳🇴 by Norwegians, happening in Edinburgh, as a member of the Ramblers Association, in the same year, it’s generally always been happening. A few of the members of the Ramblers Association (which is primarily an English political group, which had only just developed a branch in Scotland) lived in Edinburgh’s Dean Village……& they were complaining of a fine fresh coating of dirt on the local flora visible to them EVERY SINGLE DAY! So I am feeling like saying to the Norwegian people & their authorities, I suspect the British WERE doing something unusual in 1982, & STILL ARE!!! And what that is, is a pack of creepy crawlies whom anyone would block on Facebook, Instagram or Twitter……slamming themselves into a room where monitors/brain screens enable them to feel transported into the middle of a woman’s brain ….all of a sudden they’re a popular good-looking person whose girlfriends are flinging their arms around her neck every time they meet her……& into the bedroom with her boyfriend, there is no need for elaboration here.
And, unlike Facebook, their victims cannot block them.
Flounce around naked in front of a giant mirror in a hotel room, masturbating at it……..with all the detail that your eyes see your own body with, better than HD, that image appears on those guys’ screens with absolute perfection.
Hopefully, by now, the reader has got what we are trying to say.
There is a case of a male whom I am in touch with, who also believes iphones were responsible for thought intrusion…..I’ll call this guy Robert….it’s a bit different to Amy’s experience…..while he was paying for the phone line, he got thought-intrusion trouble, finding it very unpleasant……he tried chucking the phone away, telling me…..
“…..but I really only stopped the trouble when I phoned my service provider to stop the number…..after a few months, I began to think I must have been imagining things, got another phone 📱 & started another phone number, & the same trouble came back, & again I needed to stop the number to stop the trouble. This time I haven’t got another phone.”
At least he also claimed iphones were what did this.