Category Archives: Sexuality

On Making the Most of Ascension . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 9 May 2022
Location: San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, California

Image: “Star Child,” by Filipov Ivo, 25 January 2014, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Star_child.png … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported

Image: “Star Child,” by Filipov Ivo, 25 January 2014, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Star_child.png … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported

Dear Ones,

I saw a great video the other day about the change of luck that happens to us when we have sex with many partners, or with one partner who is the wrong partner …

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One Way to Deal with Imposter Spirits . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 4 October 2021
Location: San Fernando Valley, Los Angeles, California

Dear Ones,

For several weeks now I have been detecting, on the astral plane (through telepathy) what Lightworkers term ‘Imposter Spirits’ from about 3:30 pm to 4:30 pm Los Angeles time. In this instance it seems to be a script or screenplay timed by adults to coincide with schoolchildren getting out of school, so as to lure the children to have sexual encounters with adults, or maybe to be photographed as teen or child porn with adults. Continue reading

Lightworkers: On Avoiding Danger While Attending Church During the Ascension of Earth . by Alice B. Clagett *

Written and published on 17 August 2021; updated on 25 April 2022

Image: “Madonna in the Church,” by Jan van Eyck, ca. 1440, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Jan_van_Eyck_Madonna_in_the_Church.jpg … public domain

Image: “Madonna in the Church,” by Jan van Eyck, ca. 1440, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Jan_van_Eyck_Madonna_in_the_Church.jpg … public domain

  • TEMPTATION TO USE EX-FELON LABOR TO MURDER WELL-HEELED PEOPLE
  • TEMPTATION TO SACRIFICE MEMBERS OF THE CONGREGATION FOR THE COMMON GOOD SUBCONSCIOUSLY JUSTIFIED BY CHRIST’S SACRIFICE ON THE CROSS
  • TENDENCY OF THE CLERGY TO SEXUALLY DEVIANT BEHAVIORS OF DISCIPLINE, SELF-FLAGELLATION, AND SELF-MUTILATION
  • A MORE PSYCHOLOGICALLY HEALTHY INTERPRETATION OF WORTH OF CHRIST’S CRUCIFIXION AND DEATH
  • FOR LIGHTWORKERS: ON BALANCING SELFLESS SERVICE WITH OUR PERSONAL HEALING
  • TEMPTATION TO SHUNNING AS THE DARK EXPRESSION OF A FERAL DRIVE
  • THE SIN OF SIMONY: TEMPTATION TO MUCKRACKING AND TO RITUALS OF ANATHEMA, EXCORIATION AND ACCEPTANCE OF FAKE ‘WRITS’ OF EXCOMMUNICATION TO FATTEN THE COFFERS OF A CHRISTIAN CHURCH
  • FOR THE LIGHTWORKER: ON STAYING SAFE WHILE ATTENDING A CHRISTIAN CHURCH DURING THE CURRENT SOLAR MAXIMUM

Dear Ones,

Here are caveats for Lightworkers so they may stay safe and avoid pitfalls while attending Christian services durnig a Solar Maximum such are we are experiencing in 2022 and the next few years here on Earth.

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Lightworkers: Avoid Dense Energies . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 3 August 2021

Image: “Paolo e Francesca: The Kiss,” by Amos Cassioli, 1870, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Amos_Cassioli_-_Paolo_e_Francesca.jpg … public domain

Image: “Paolo e Francesca: The Kiss,” by Amos Cassioli, 1870, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Amos_Cassioli_-_Paolo_e_Francesca.jpg … public domain

Dear Ones,

In one sense, this video might be construed as depicting a man’s desire to force a woman to be an object to him. She must augment her breasts and lips, for instance. She must be just the right weight, and must dress just so. She must not speak. She must precisely obey him. She is like his musical instrument, that he may play, and then he may destroy her life force … turn it to dust …

Video: “Hauser – Wicked Game,” by Hauser, 1 July 2021 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0C-dNgypA5M

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A Warning to Steer Clear of People Whose Energy Is Aligned with the Demon Realm . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 13 July 2021

Image: “The Bad and the Ugly,” by Monica Georgescu, 5 September 2015, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:The_Bad_And_The_Ugly_(139161761).jpeg … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported

Image: “The Bad and the Ugly,” by Monica Georgescu, 5 September 2015, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:The_Bad_And_The_Ugly_(139161761).jpeg … CC BY-SA 3.0 Unported

Dear Ones,

There are some people in Los Angeles … both men and women, but often men … whose energy is aligned with that of the Demonic Realm. I have spoken with LAPD about it, and they say these people are very different from me; that the thing to do is just steer clear of them.

I agree with LAPD completely, and I hope my readers can steer clear as well. I also read up on demons and found out this: Demons are invisible, but a person can tell from a feeling of dread if they are nearby.

The demon Kau’T in this image by Vashta …

Link: “Kau’T” … https://www.vashta.com/my-product/kaut/ ..

… reminds me most of ‘Heart Vampire’ whom I describe here …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Black Magicker’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 8 April 2021; revised … https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com/compendium-catastrophic-childhood-case-study-black-magicker/ ..

Secondly it reminds me of ‘Black Magicker’ whom I describe here …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Heart Vampire’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 14 February 2021; revised … https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com/compendium-catastrophic-childhood-case-study-heart-vampire-by-alice-b-clagett/ ..

When I read Frank Peretti’s Christian book “This Present Darkness” I found out quite a lot about how to protect myself from the Demon Realm. I heartily recommend this book to all my readers …

Link: “This Present Darkness,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/This_Present_Darkness?fbclid=IwAR2AmTOmuQ50tWua3yrioOg17ylk1Sokf_ce5M6dbQ-u_6T8HiRv2W7MD1Q ..

In my heart I feel the energies of the Demonic Realm to be aligned with distortions of the Light found in some sectors of the entertainment industry and in some products of the recreational drug industry today. Often people feel the ‘glam’ of the entertainment industry, and the ‘allure’ of using hard drugs, and that attracts them to people whose energy fields resonate with the Demonic Realm.

I have found when I ask friends and acquaintances to steer clear of this person and that, instead there is a chance they will go and make their acquaintance, so as to determine the truth of the matter for themselves. I feel it might be the attraction of being around power and status, around good looks, and around fame and fortune … that motivates my acquaintances to this catastrophic choice.

The trouble is that demons such as the evil, red being depicted as Kau’T are capable of completely mind controlling us puny human beings, unless we can call upon the Angelic Realm to protect us against them. Without even knowing what is going on, we can get sucked into a downward spiraling vortex of Soul degradation.

I hope my reader will exercise right discrimination, and know that everything depends on keeping good company, and avoiding bad companions who set a poor example for us in this lifetime. They say that one rotten apple spoils a whole barrel of apples. That is really true. If a group of good people have amongst them one person with a demon for a companion, the group is pretty much sunk. Setting aside compassion for that one lost person, we must feel compassion for ourselves and for our un-rotten friends, and keep them safe from demonic mildew. We have to ask that demon-oriented person to keep away from us.

What I have found in past, when I publish a blog or a facebook message such as this one, is that these men and women in Los Angeles whose energy resonates with that of Kau’T attack me mercilessly on the psychic plane for days, until I must unpublish the blog or message in order to find a moment’s respite from their psychic attacks.

I have thought this through. I think the reason they attack me is that they think they are at war with good people. They must feel that the Dark is fighting the Light, and that they are just doing their job, fighting Christians.

That is a misconception borne of hubris. By that I mean that they feel, arrogantly, that they can fight against the goodness of God, who created them, and win against Him. How could that possibly be?

From God they come; through Him their physical bodies are created. To God they shall inevitably return, when their bodies die. It is God who creates and destroys; God who sustains the Universe. What possible use is a demon? Surely they are not our friends. They cannot lift us up from the dead, can they? It is they who kill, not they who heal our bodies. It is they who cast us into the pit of despair; not they who lift us up to hope for a good tomorrow.

I feel there is a great deception going on with these people in Los Angeles who are aligned with the Demonic Realm. I feel very clearly that they are being mind controlled by appallingly cruel beings such as Kau’T into the misconception that they themselves are these demons. They feel: I am Kau’T.

How can that be? This demon is far stronger than they. The more they serve him, the more repulsive they become to other human beings. How can they hope to find a willing woman to have sex with them, when all they want to do is cage a woman up and torture her to death? Go figure!

That is why it is clear to me that a very cruel demon has caught them and will not let them go. If their heads were clear, they would surely know they are headed straight for disaster. They are not the all-controlling demon. The demon completely controls them.

I ask these men (and sometimes also women) in Los Angeles to understand this blog is not a challenge. This is not a war cry. I do not want to fight you. I do not find you glamorous or sexually attractive.

I just want to warn good Christians to steer clear of you. I want them to understand the danger of bad company, and to know the fake ‘glam’ of being around power and fame and good looks.

We Christians and Lightworkers, and good people of all the major religions need to steer clear of men and women who are deeply infected with the Dark. That is my message for today.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Alice’s Perilous Tales: Demon-Powered Levitation of a Student? . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 1 July 2021; revised

Image: “On Reptilian Remains from the Trias of Elgin,” by G. Boulenger, 1904, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:On_Reptilian_Remains_from_the_Trias_of_Elgin_(1904)_(14742559206).jpg … CC0

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Dear Ones,

‘Heart Vampire’ is said to have caused the members of his group to levitate, and also to have levitated himself. There is, I feel, good reason not to be conceited about levitating, should one be so unfortunate as to do so, as will become apparent from the story below.

There is a man I nickname Heart Vampire. This was a spiritual teacher I encountered some years ago, and found out was apparently the head of a ‘killing cult’ or ‘death cult’. I gather from a book I read, and which I intuited might have been created by his cult, that this person thinks of himself as a cannibalistic reptoid from someplace other than Earth.

I was right away reminded of an image I saw online image recently of a very gnarly-looking bipedal demon, with a snarl on its face, standing facing forward. In front of the demon was a beautiful woman, in a sort of a trance. The demon had sunk the claws of its left hand into the left shoulder of the woman, and had lifted her off the ground. Here is the image, which I feel was rendered with very convincing dramatic flair …

Link: “Kau’T,” by Vashta Narada, in Vashta Narada’s Galactic Art … https://www.vashta.com/my-product/kaut/ ..

I have my own story to tell about the demon I saw in the image, as it seems to me this demon might be kin to one that swooped in and overlit Heart Vampire, who was the national leader of a meditation group I attended for a few years. The events I am about to describe happened in the year 2013 or so. I admit I have delayed in telling this tale, as my life in general is just not like this. I could barely believe what happened back then, and it seems to me but a dream today. Nevertheless, from time to time I remember; it could be the memory will dissipate in the telling of the events that transpired on that fateful weekend.

These events took place in a span of three days, over a weekend. I recall I went to a meditation led by that teacher on the East Coast in October 2013. Many dark and sinister psychic phenomena occurred within a few days of each other. There were omens and forebodings and very bad dreams. My psychic ears were ‘pricked up’ and I was on the lookout 24-7 for trouble on both the psychic plane and the physical plane.

I was staying at a staid motel on the East Coast, where I had stayed before. It was a colonial sort of place … genteel, laid-back, and just a little gone to seed, but well kept up for all that. There was a fringe of forest out back; a creek meandered through it. Not a lot of traffic on the country roads that intersected there; in short, it was a quiet and well-appointed retreat.

The first thing that happened was this: I saw in the hallway just beside the door to my room a young Chinese woman standing. That struck me as odd; thinking back, I could not remember one guest at that motel, in the last few years, who had been other than Caucasian. This woman seemed to me like a University student; she had that well-bred, educated look. She was in her 20s, I guessed. Somehow, through some crook of the imagination, I sensed an aura of secrecy, something like secret agent, or CIA, or special operative. This hunch was mystifying, and it set me on edge. So when I left the room for the day’s adventures, I set a doorknob alarm on the inside knob of my motel room door.

That first day I visited a member of the meditation group at a home about an hour away. She was the woman I later nicknamed “Torturess,” a member from the Wild West portion of the group who had been visiting the East Coast for a month or so …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Torturess’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 4 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lR9 ..

Her husband was ‘Hunter-Snuffer’ …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Hunter-Snuffer’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lSo ..

At the time of my visit I had not an inkling of what was hidden within their subconscious minds; rather, what I felt was a vague uneasiness. Something was just not right, I felt. But what was that? What was going on?

‘Torturess’ was staying with an infant she said was her grandchild in a house on a quiet side street. The house had half a plywood sheet nailed over the entryway to the basement; she said her daughter and son-in-law were renovating that area.

The baby was asleep in a bassinet or crib in the living room. It was a chubby, pleasant-faced child; its face reminded me just a little of the Buddha, very serene. On the mantel over the fireplace across from the bassinet was a very evil looking Satan mask, maybe left over from Halloween. When I saw the mask, I felt a chill, and saw a vision of an invisible Satan’s mask drawn in ‘Dark Light’ upon the bedroom door of ‘Torturess’ at her house in the Wild West. I recalled that was a doorway I had never entered, and wondered what secrets were behind the door. And what secrets were in store for this infant that lay there so peacefully?

What with traffic and travelling a route unknown to me, whose roads were, to say the least, illogically laid out and poorly signed, I arrived late, and could visit for only an hour. We walked with the baby in a stroller a block or so, along the tree-lined, narrow street in front of the house. Then I left, hoping to get to the evening meditation on time.

The meditation that evening was being held at the house of the East Coast meditation leader, a woman I nicknamed “Three House Hostess.” I may have gotten some of the things described below mixed up with a prior meditation weekend at that house; at this distance in time it is hard to ascertain. At any rate, this is how I remember that night in October 2013 …

There were the usual East Coast meditators there, and also the woman I nicknamed ‘Alluring Calm’, who was my meditation leader from the West Coast, in addition to ‘Heart Vampire’ …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Heart Vampire’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 14 February 2021; revised… https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lzW ..

… and his wife ‘inanna’ (as I nicknamed her) from the Wild West …

Link: “Compendium: Catastrophic Childhood Case Study: ‘Inanna’,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 5 March 2021; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-lTa ..

Another of the East Coast meditation leaders … a very pretty woman I have not nicknamed … brought with her a man about her age, whom I had not seen before. I took him to be her boyfriend.

It was not possible to determine much about the people in the meditation group, as there was a rule of silence before and after the meditations. Aside from the teacher, no one could talk during the meditations unless they raised their hand and the meditation teacher nodded his head in their direction and assented. In almost every instance, input by students was short and sweet. Interspersed with the meditation were long talks by the teacher.

And so, I never got to know any of the people in the group in the usual, chit chat and small talk way. Other than that they were meditators, I knew nothing about them. I was left to surmise and psy to ‘fill in the gaps’, except a little bit with two of his students, a couple I nicknamed ‘Torturess’ and ‘Hunter-Snuffer’; those two invited me over in a polite, social way a few times. From their small talk then I got to know them a little; though small talk, I feel, is but the polite social veneer, not the ‘real McCoy’ of true friendship. Do you not feel that to be so? It was from that small talk that I began to become aware of deep and very unsettling undercurrents in the meditation group. I recall I could not put my finger on it; I began to get a very uneasy feeling. Something just did not fit right … something did not suit. It seemed things might be, in effect, just the opposite of what they appeared to be.

To get back to the October 2013 meditation: There was a man that ‘Heart Vampire’ introduced as his son at the meditation. This man looked a little like he felt out of place, as if he were not used to meditation. Nevertheless, he sat quietly throughout.

There were also several … maybe two … strange men dressed, I think, in suits. On the mighty slim evidence of the clothes they wore and their facial expressions, I took them to be IRS agents or secret service agents. That was just how the energy struck me that weekend … the energy seemed conspiratory. What with these strange, suited men and the young Chinese woman in my motel hallway, conspiracy theory seemed to be ‘in the air’.

I recall after the meditation that evening, as everyone exited to the back yard, one of the suited men hit on the prettiest young woman who had been at the meditation. Judging from the uneventful endings of other meditations I had attended, this seemed to me to be an outstanding faux pas. Such behavior had never occurred priorly. I recall she demurred. Nevertheless I was put in mind of those Secret Agent 007 movies I had seen, and this increased the air of mystery. What was up? Had this been an attempt to pump the young woman for information?

The meditation was held in a basement room of the home of ‘Three House Hostess’. It was a smallish room, jam-packed with chairs. There was a place for the teacher to sit on one side of the room. Then there were three rows of chairs facing the teacher’s seat, and other chairs all around.

The teacher came down the stairs from the ground floor. It looked like he was somehow blinded, and feeling his way along the wall, till he got to his chair. Then he looked (although it seemed sightlessly … maybe with his astral vision) around the room. He said to one person or the other: Please move and sit over here or there. He told me to sit over toward a side wall, nearer to “Alluring Calm,” as I recall, and farther from him. That was par for the course, as I intuitively knew he did not like me; maybe that he was a little afraid of me; that he did not want me to be too close to him. He would nearly never call on me in class if I raised my hand. Nor would he approve the songs I composed, in most cases. Nor would he respond to an email, though once I got him on the phone for a moment.

That, I recall very vividly, was a time when I was about to board an airplane out of Los Angeles, heading for the Wild West, and about 20 howling demons seemed to be in hot pursuit of me. I called in the Los Angeles Airport to ask what to do about the demons. I was surprised to get him on the phone. I recall he was very relaxed about it; I forget what he replied.

I remember these pretty pesky demons followed me onto the plane. After the plane took off, there I was, trapped with them. They could get out of the plane, but seemed disinclined to do so. I had to say in my seat. I recall they diverted themselves by zooming through my torso and head. At length I devised my physical form was unharmed, and determined to ignore those antics. That proved quite the right strategy.

As I recall, that had been the only time I got that teacher on the phone. Then from what transpired in October 2013, I gathered that phone call had been misguided … the result of my misconception of who and what ‘Heart Vampire’ really was about in this world. Or so it seemed to me.

To get back to the October 2013 meditation, I am going to telescope the events that occurred during three days of meditation into one telling. As you may have guessed, this is because I am at such a distance from the event now … in July 2021 … that I cannot tell the first day’s meditation from the others. What follows, then are highlights from the meditations that took place that weekend.

You may recall there was a pretty woman who brought her boyfriend, a stranger, to the meditation. She had on, as I recall, a short skirt, and she looked quite attractive that night. ‘Heart Vampire’ bade her sit on the floor in front of him. He was sitting on a chair facing her, so it must have seemed to her, as she sat on the floor, that he was looming or towering over her. He bade her spread her legs wide, and sing a love song to him. That she did, in a beautiful voice of longing for her beloved.

To be frank, I felt this to be out of place in a meditation room. I felt it was ill-mannered, and surely a slight to her boyfriend. I felt it might have been a display of one-upmanship, perhaps born of masculine insecurity or pique on the part of the teacher, and a strident display of the mind control ability he seemed to be exerting on everyone in the room, with the exception of ‘Alluring Calm’ and me.

What made us different, I wondered? Why were we able to resist his overwhelming psychic powers? Was it faith that made us different? Was faith in God such a powerful weapon against the Dark? As time wore on, I began to feel this must be so.

During the meditation that evening an extraordinary event occurred. The long-time meditators were in a deep meditative state. As usual, I had my telepathic ‘ears’ pricked, and listening for whatever astral intel might occur. I heard ‘Heart Vampire’, on the telepathic plane, summon a swarm of demons. I heard his psychic rebuke, sharply uttered and aimed my way: For your arrogance!

Then, with a flash and a flurry, ‘Heart Vampire’ thrust no less than thirteen demons into my energy field. What a shock! Why would he do such a thing? I was no less stunned to see him waft three demons into the aura of ‘Alluring Calm’, my Los Angeles meditation teacher. Then into the energy field of a pretty blonde woman sitting just in front of him he sent the one remaining demon. There we were, we three women, beset by demons; and I by far not the least of the three accursed by the man I had thought to be our national meditation teacher. Go figure!

Worse was yet to come. With a flurry of their black wings, the thirteen bad luck demons within my energy field rose fluttered upward towards the ceiling of the room. To my great consternation, I felt my body become lighter, and begin to rise from the seat of the chair. I was beginning to levitate!

This would never do. With all the strength of my will power I said: I will go back down to Earth and stay there! This levitation thing is not for me! Slowly but surely I became heavier and heavier, till I was my usual weight. And that weight settled with accustomed firmness back onto my chair. What a relief!

For those of you upon whom may be visited this concern not to levitate, I later wrote this chant to increase the power of gravity in our energy fields. It works much better than what I originally came up with, and gives me a light and happy feeling when I chant it. The chant is: Mother Earth loves me …

Link: “Mother Earth Loves Me: A Chant to Enhance the Force of Gravity,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 16 February 2019; published on 3 March 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bRh ..

After the meditation I returned to my motel room. When I got there, I noticed the doorknob alarm on my motel room door was broken, and got the feeling the room had been looked through. That set me on edge.

That night, I connected on the astral plane with a man who was a psychic working for the military, who was wearing an Army-Navy-issued headgear that piped in sounds of rape and murder at night; this induced a vision of six to eight military men in a clearing, wearing civilian clothes or maybe camouflage gear for hunting. They were sitting in a circle, taking turns torturing a young woman lying in the middle of the circle. In a further elaboration of this vision, they killed the woman. Then one of them went to a small outhouse nearby and shot her two young children huddled there.

As if that were not enough by way of nightmares, I then had another vision, of several people meeting … I could not tell who they were. These people were meeting to decide whether to assume a franchise on psilocybin, via a Mexican cartel. One man asked how risky it might be, and seemed reassured by the answer. Who were these people? Was not psilocybin a hallucinogenic drug? Could it be that I had been drugged during the day without my knowledge? Could that account for these awful nightmares?

That Saturday morning, I recall I woke up pretty rattled. I went over to the home of ‘Three House Hostess’, looking for ‘Heart Vampire’ … whom at that time I had inaccurately pegged to be a ‘good guy’. Little did I know.

‘Heart Vampire’ was not there, or was not available, but ‘Three House Hostess’ greeted me kindly. I explained I was feeling off balance. I recall she said: How can things have come to this? (or words to that effect). She gave me a picture of the Virgin Mary, and a rosary blessed by a saint, and a plastic statue of the Virgin Mary. These reassured me, and reminded me of my Christian faith, and helped me return to my normal state of mind.

Well to get on with it, the weekend meditation ended, and I made it safely out of there, and signed out of the motel, and drove back to the airport. And then on the return flight some more weird things happened … enough so to make me wonder why I even bother to travel by plane. I felt I must be getting jet lag, or altitude discombobulation … something like that. Why not take the train henceforth? I still feel this might be a nice way to travel.

I got on the plane, and was belted into my seat. As we became airborne, I began to have a conspiracy theory notion that the not-so-tall, redhaired man in the seat beside me and the taller man just across the aisle, and the perky stewardess walking down the aisle were hoping to mind control me and find out this or that. I had no idea what, as all this seemed pretty far-fetched. Well, I thought, a la Dale Carnegie …

Citation: “How to Stop Worrying and Start Living,” a book by Dale Carnegie, October 1998, Simon and Schuster.

What is the worst that can happen? Could be the stewardess’ drinking water might have a truth drug in it, but then I had brought along my own water to drink. So that was not a worry. Might be I would nap while in flight, and my brain might be picked by the redhaired man, but then, what secrets were in it, anyway, that were worth stealing? None that I could think of. Maybe the redhaired man could induce a psychic heart attack as I slept? That was a concern, but no prior such attempts undertaken on the astral plane had succeeded; likely they would not succeed that day as well. And with that, I settled in for a nap.

Why have I delayed so long in describing the events of that weekend? To be truthful, they just do not fit my world view. I guess when children are born to a Christian family, and raised up in a Christian faith, their outlook on life is basically optimistic. The emphasis of their lives is on God’s guidance of our lives, on Christ consciousness, on the loving heart of Mother Mary, and on the uplifting power of grace conveyed through the Holy Spirit, which is sometimes termed the Paraclete.

It seems to me that grief over a mother’s death can temporarily weaken our faith, leading to attempted inroads by those beings the Christian faith terms demons. When I saw the image of Kau’T (see above) yesterday, I all of a sudden realized that it represented very starkly the energy behind ‘Heart Vampire’, the man I had thought back then was a meditation teacher. I realized he must have been ‘overlit’ by a non-Christed star being, perhaps a Reptilian Star Being. Perhaps, I gleaned, ‘Heart Vampire’ was a ‘reptoid’, a reptilian-human hybrid. That might have accounted for his penchant for mind controlling his followers, for his gustatory leaning toward cannibalism, his daydreams of emasculating men, for the visions I had of demons during that time, and so on. In point of fact, I had been completely mistaken about him.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

See also … Link: “Hobnobbing with Demons and Devils – Oh, My!” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 23 October 2013; revised … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-7ix ..

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Mystery RIFF: Backyard Spy Cameras Boost Income for Telecommunications Companies? . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 26 June 2021

Dear Ones,

Quite some while ago I did a Mystery RIFF on the American telecommunications company Sprint. As I recall, at that time, before its merger with T-Mobile US, Sprint had been blitzkrieging me with enticing mail offer upon mail offer of very low priced internet and phone service.

The people from Sprint were at the telephone pole just outside my backyard time after time, always with a good reason why they were there.

This did not make sense to me from an economic standpoint. I could not figure it out; how could they be going to such effort and expense paying for advertising and putting in utility lines when their price for service was so low? We already had a telecommunications service in the area, which worked quite well.

I mulled it over, and as is often the case came up with a Mystery RIFF along the lines of conspiracy theory and disclosure. The RIFF went like this …

  1. Sprint cannot hope to recoup its expenditures given its price for service.
  2. Something else must be in the wind.
  3. Is the advertised price for service just a ‘loss leader’? Do they plan to raise the price of their telecommunications service in the near future?
  4. Are they planning to sell the company at a big loss to balance a taxable gain in another leg of their operations?
  5. Are they planning to sell the company at a big gain to the competitor?
  6. What if they are planning to keep the company, keep the low price for service, and benefit from a second income stream? If so, what would that second income stream be? Here, I figure, are potential customers for backyard spy cameras attached to telecommunications lines. I placed them in alphabetical order …
    • Drug Industry – to spy on competitors
    • Satellite mapping companies such as Google Maps – as a buyer from Sprint for resale to the other folks on this list
    • Home Improvement Industry – find out of their services are needed
    • Home Invasion Industry – to look for ways to gain access to the property from the backyard
    • Insurance Industry – to evaluate condition of property and see if insurance rate needs to be boosted
    • Landscape Industry – to find out if homeowners need their services
    • Law Enforcement – to catch crooks on camera
    • Porn Industry – to get salable footage of sunbathing and partying
    • Private Detective Industry – to get the lowdown on spousal fooling around; to get ‘revenge porn’ footage to sell to angry ex-spouses; to get footage for blackmailers; or for the paraphilic sexual practice of candaulism (candauleism), to allow husbands to share footage of spousal intercourse with their male friends, with or without consent of the wife.
    • Real Estate Industry – for customer sales intel and to evaluate condition of a home

I am the first to admit that my Mystery RIFFS are ‘out there’. I really do not know what the operational strategy of Sprint was. Yet I see a value in this Mystery RIFF. For instance, might another utility company come up with this sort of hanky panky?

Here in America, the law still provides us privacy in our backyards. I feel it for the best to uphold and preserve our right to privacy in and behind our homes insofar as we may in the years to come. I feel it is good to keep an eye out, just in case.

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In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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