Category Archives: Overcoming mesmerism (hypnosis) through faith

Voodoo Man (1944) . a movie review by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 30 December 2021

Image: “Lobby card for the American horror film Voodoo Man (1944) with Mici Goty, Ellen Hall, and Bela Lugosi,” by Monogram Pictures, 1944, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Voodoo_Man_lobby_card_1944.JPG ..

Image: “Lobby card for the American horror film Voodoo Man (1944) with Mici Goty, Ellen Hall, and Bela Lugosi,” by Monogram Pictures, 1944, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Voodoo_Man_lobby_card_1944.JPG ..

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Dear Ones,

I just took a look at a film that may help figure out how to avoid voodoo … The film is “Voodoo Man (1944)” featuring Bela Lugosi …

Video: “Voodoo Man (1944)” … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyFW_y4vtZ4 ..

It is pretty hokey though. At least it is a reminder of how to spot the trance state caused by mesmerism, mental suggestion, or hypnosis. The film features the famed hypnotist (?) and actor Bela Lugosi, from days of yore.

I remember some years ago it seemed … in the dreamtime realm … that a cult (whose name I cannot know … and if I were to know, would surely dare not divulge) had targeted my physical body and energy fields (including my mental and emotional subtle bodies and my etheric net) for a takeover by the personality of their soon-to-expire cult leader.

The idea was … or so the rumor was in the astral airs … the cult leader would abandon the husk of his aged body, render me a zombie, take over my body, wreak some mischief, then hop on into another person’s body, leaving both me and his aged former form lifeless.

I guess the idea behind this dreamtime concoction was the opposite of that in this film. In the film there is the attempt to transfer the will to live and the emotions of a fresh young woman to the dead and zombified wife of the hypnotist.

Had the movie been similar to that dream I had, then the hypnotist himself would have tried to transfer his will to live and emotions into zombified me. So … the opposite.

I feel the thing to do, when such dreams occur, and when they seem to be bad omens aimed at oneself, is to build up one’s own will power. A good way is the ‘boot camp’ method … physical conditioning, especially the kind that builds 6-pack abs. Or what passes for that, for those of us who are mature ladies.

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

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Muscle Twitches to Do with ‘Sleeper’ Malware Implants . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 19 December 2021

Image: “Archimedean Spirals Drawn by a 22-Year-Old Male Suffering from Unilateral Essential Tremor,” by Svenskbygderna, 1 May 2019, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Spiral_drawing_of_Essential_Tremor_patient.svg … CC BY-SA 4.0 International … DESCRIPTION: “The spiral on the left was drawn by the subject using his left hand, and the one on the right with his right hand.

Dear Ones,

Here is a new video by me on muscle twitches as possible signs of demonic obsession or possession … Continue reading

Notice of Blog Update . by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 23 September 2021; republished on 29 September 2021

Dear Ones,

I have updated this blog and added personal anecdotes and videos, in case you would like to take a look. For instance, I have added my perspective on escaping from a mind control cult and on cult deprogramming …

Link: “The Spiritual Powers of Omniscience, Omnipresence, and Omnipotence on Earth Today: Things to Look Out For,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 15 April 2017; updated on 19-23 September 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-781 .. Continue reading

Death Cults in India . channeled by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 10 September 2021 and added (in part or in whole) to several other blogs.

Link: “Death Cults in India,” channeled by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 10 September 2021 and added (in part or in whole) to several other blogs … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-p58 ..

Dear Ones,

I heard a little more on the ‘astral airs’ recently about an Indian spiritual leader much revered, and who apparently headed up a Death Cult there. I will have more about that a little later, I have this for you today. This has to do with a student of his, a woman who married the leader of a Death Cult in the United States. In my writings, I nickname the woman and her husband ‘Inanna’ and ‘Heart Vampire’.

As fate would have it, I stumbled upon the Los Angeles branch of this cult in West Los Angeles in the years after my mother’s death, and meditated with them and the national head of the group and his wife, who were situated in the Four Corners area, for awhile. Then I got a hint they might be a Death Cult, and fled for my very life, back to my home in Los Angeles.

Here is what I have for you today …

According to the astral airs, Heart Vampire learned the black magic art of making a guest in his house ‘swoon’ …

Link: “Compendium: Psychic Murder – Bow Down to Me! Psychic Swoon,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 17 July 2020; updated … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-jc6 ..

… from a Hindu ‘saint’ in India. It is my hunch that, were a guest to be completely susceptible to this form of mesmerism or hypnotism, she would fall down in a dead faint on the meditation room floor, and Heart Vampire’s students would then murder her. This form of murder he termed ‘to murder softly’, according to the astral airs.

Through telepathy I heard the rumor that he had ‘softly’ murdered the female leader of his United States neo-Hindu cult, an older woman; in my astral vision I saw an image of him placing a pillow over her face and holding it down with both arms as he leaned the weight of his body onto the act of murder.

The other form of murder for Heart Vampire was to murder violently, by cutting a hole in a woman’s chest, wrenching the heart out, holding it up, and drinking the blood dripping from it, while the heart was still beating. This form of murder he reserved for students who disobeyed him, such as the woman ‘Sacrificial Vic’, who will be featured in her own compendium one day soon.

Heart Vampire told me once, on the physical plane … whispered in my ear as I walked in a meditation garden … that he loved to see people die. He said he loved to see the Light of life leaving the physical body. From that I got he imagined murder to be a way of setting off a fireworks display of sorts, without needing to hunt down a fireworks selling stall beforehand. As well, I thought that, for that spiritually dirty act, he was looking to fabricate, in his mind and that of his followers, a spiritually ‘clean’ interpretation a spiritually ‘clean’ interpretation or ‘spin’ for the act of murder.

Heart Vampire was quite the spinmeister, I feel. On the psychic plane, I heard his wife Inanna say she married him for this quality: because he told her he loved to see people die. I gather that, in this manner, he gathered to himself followers who wanted to be absolved of guilt for murders they had committed.

That confession by him would have the opposite effect on people who had not murdered, and who felt murder to be wrong, I feel. That is what happened in my case; I was repulsed by his confession, and realized he was not at all like me in his beliefs about right and wrong.

Life is cheap in India, and death always knocks at the ‘door’ of the homeless fakir or saint, as it knocks at the ‘door’ of all Indian street people. Without the gift of black magic, I imagine a wandering sadhu might starve. I expect it may be so well known in India that fakirs and sadhus are practiced in black magic that no one ever mentions it. That may be why no one in the United States seems to be aware of this danger to those of us who have the welfare of the world in mind, and enough money to avoid the spectre of starvation.

Be that as it may, on the physical plane, while meditating with the Heart Vampire’s group, as mentioned above, I found that his wife Inanna had been to India and studied with the Hindu saint ‘Ahimsa Master’,

I later heard, through the ‘astral airs’ … those tempestuous, unreliable energy threads in the noosphere … that Inanna had witnessed serial killing by the Hindu saint; thus it might be said she had sought to advance herself spiritually in a Hindu ‘Death Cult’ or ‘cult that kills’ in India.

According to the astral airs, her ‘saint’ condoned murder of 5 pilgrims to his home and of his child brides (6 to 9 of them) to feed his son, and in the case of his young brides, to lay hands on their doweries. While his son got the meat of his brides’ bodies, Ahimsa Master’s female followers got the soup in which this human meat had been boiled. The leavings … bones and offal … were made into a ‘gruel’ that was poured on the soil by the trees on his property so as to fortify them. I expect, this ritual was a way to dispose of the evidence.

It was Inanna’s job … according to the astral airs … to water the trees on ‘Ahimsa Master’s’ grounds with this human ‘gruel’. Intuition has it that she let her spiritual teacher know she found this work ‘uncomfortable’. His spiritual advice to her … according to the astral airs … was to continue to do the work until she no longer found it ‘uncomfortable’.

In that way, I gather, he may have espoused she might attain ‘neutral mind’, a quality that is greatly prized in India. This latter I did not hear on the physical plane or the psychic plane; I just gathered it might have been so from comments I heard on the physical plane while attending Heart Vampire’s meditations.

But if it were true that neutral mind may be attained even though one is a serial killer and one’s young son is a cannibal … if the justification for the cannibal act is that his son must have food to live … then why is it, when I saw a photo of his son, the animal nature of the son’s spirit was so clearly evident? Would not the father wish that his son might, through education and upbringing, become a man of refined spiritual nature?

To get back to Heart Vampire’s followers, on the physical plane, I heard that the female follower whom I nickname ‘Lioness’ also had studied with a saint in India for a few years, but I cannot remember who that was, and I have not heard, on the psychic plane, whether he was a black magic practitioner or whether he condoned murder.

In love, light and joy,
Alice B. Clagett,
I Am of the Stars

This information has been added, in part or in whole, to these blogs (and will likely be features in a Compendium on the nickname ‘Ahimsa Master’ that has not yet been published) …

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

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

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Does the Average Joe Have a Right to Own an Inexpensive, Wearable Radiofrequency and Microwave Weapon Detector? by Alice B. Clagett

Written, filmed, and published on 6 August 2021

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
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Dear Ones,

Here is a video on the topic whether United States citizens have a right to own inexpensive, wearable radiofrequency (RF) and microwave weapon detectors. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

It seems to me that Controllers on Earth have been influencing national governments through mind control so that they can use governments’ deep pockets to develop ways of mind controlling great masses of humanity.

I recall, for instance, that was so for the mind control attempts purportedly piggybacking on the now-defunct HAARP high frequency radiotransmitter program in America …

Link: “High-Frequency Active Auroral Research Program,” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High-frequency_Active_Auroral_Research_Program ..

More recently it apparently has to do with development of pulsed, directed weapons of war using radiofrequency and microwave energies to muddle people’s minds.

It might be, for instance, that a group of psychics led by a Controller might mind control a government’s leaders into believing that masses of seditionists or revolutionaries might gather and endanger the ability of the government to rule the people. Then the Controller’s psychics might suggest that radiofrequency (RF) weapons might be stockpiled for use against crowds of unruly people. That might be the current wave of Controller agenda at work in the world today.

There is an article in Forbes  …

Link: “The Pentagon Fears That Deadly Microwave Weapons Are Undetectable,” by Michael Peck, 2 March 2021 … https://www.forbes.com/sites/michaelpeck/2021/03/02/the-pentagon-fears-that-deadly-microwave-weapons-are-undetectable/?sh=4a4a7392cc3f ..

… mentions that the U.S. Defense Health Agency is trying to find a portable, light-weight radiofrequency (RF) weapon sensor. Apparently, several nations are developing RF and microwave weapons [which, I have read, can cause long-term as well as short-term problems with cognition, as well as cancer].

According to Forbes, the United States developed these weapons as a way to shoot down drones, and also as a way to control crowds.

From this, it looks like the U.S. Government might be planning to use microwave (RF) weapons against gatherings of people in the United States, and that they might not want to make wearable RF weapon detection devices available to the average consumer.

Now this is wrong thinking. The U.S. Constitution does guarantee freedom of speech, does it not? And clearly, by extension, freedom not to have one’s mind tampered with by microwave weapons, do you not feel? If our thoughts proceed from minds fettered by cyber mind control, our speech will surely be shackled as well, will it not? It is us United States citizens that the Government ought to make every effort to protect from radiofrequency weapons.

When looked at in the clear light of day, I feel these might be classified as homeland terrorist weapons, or maybe ‘psychic terrorism’. It is we civilians, and our local law enforcement agencies, who are the ones that Homeland Security ought to bend every effort towards providing with inexpensive, wearable RF weapon sensors. Then they ought to back up our terrorist weapons location efforts with confiscation and destruction of the weapons. That is what I feel!

I feel certain that, as people become more and more aware of this issue, an effort along these lines will be undertaken at the state and national levels. Until then, at least there is anti-RF-wear available at Amazon! For more on this, see …

Link: “Are Drug Lords Using RF Weapons Against Members of Our Community?” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 27 July 2021 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-o9g ..

All right, everyone, have a wonderful day! I am sure that all of us, together, can solve these sorts of problems that come up for the world … maybe brand new problems. We will know what to do. From a grassroots to a national level, with our very wise leadership, we will come to all the new things that are coming up in the world.

God bless you all, and keep you safe.

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

This blog has been added here … Link: “Crowd Consciousness,” by Alice B. Clagett, written and published on 12 May 2015 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-5Ux ..

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Imposter Spirits . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed and published on 1 August 2021

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Dear Ones,

Here is a video about imposter spirits, and how to avoid being fooled by them …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I am here today to explain to you about Imposter Spirits. You know, what we hear in the psychic realm … in the dreamtime realm, or on the astral plane … is not always what it appears to be. For instance, you may hear a voice, and it sounds like a man …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Man,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Man’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Man,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Man’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

Sounds like a man’s voice. Or you may hear a voice that sounds like a woman’s voice …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Woman,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Woman’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Woman,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Woman’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

… or even a voice that sounds like a child’s voice …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Child,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Child’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Child,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Child’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

But is it? For instance, sometimes people who practice black magic or mind control will say, in the psychic realm: May I sound like so-and-so?

It might be a man talking, and he might hope to sound like another man known to the person to whom he is sending this thought form. Or he might sound like a woman; or he might sound like a little child.

The same is true of women, sometimes, who practice black magic or thought control. They might send off a thought form that is deceptive; that seems like a thought form from an Imposter Spirit.

Children do that too, sometimes, just for fun, when they play. They play ‘make believe’; they pretend they are someone else.

You know, in the folklore of different continents, and of different islands in the world, there are a number of traditions about Imposter Spirits. Apparently, indigenous cults ran into them, from time to time, in years before the major religions took hold of the hearts and minds of the people of this world.

For instance, in Japan there are all kinds of stories about Imposter Spirits known as the Fox People …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Fox,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from kissmego on Etsy.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Fox,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from kissmego on Etsy.

They live under people’s houses, and they pretend to be people. That is right: They pretend to be people. There are all kinds of folklore stories about this … about how they might even marry a man, and pretend to be human. But you can tell by their red hair that they are really foxes.

Here in California, in my backyard, in fact, every night there is a visit from another kind of Imposter Spirit. That Imposter Spirit is the coyote …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Coyote,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from kissmego on Etsy.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Coyote,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from kissmego on Etsy.

We have now coyote pups too … they are very playful … out in the ‘back woods’ over their [nods], in the [Chatsworth] Nature Preserve, and down the hill amongst the juniper shrubs in my neighbor’s backyard, there are dens of coyotes’ families.

I have to say that they influence the astral airs every day. In the afternoons they lie dreaming. In the early morning, before sunlight, they come out and hunt. When mom or dad ‘brings home the bacon’, they all have a delightful party together, exclaiming loudly and yipping … carrying on. They just have a wonderful time of it, every time when they succeed in getting breakfast.

And then, when they lie dreaming in the afternoon, they can influence the noosphere, out here in the suburbs. Because they are pretty tricky, they can bring in Imposter Spirits that might be human, or might be otherly. These Imposter Spirits might, in fact, be more akin to the Wolf Clan …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Wolf,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from FrozenPirateMasks on Etsy.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Wolf,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from FrozenPirateMasks on Etsy.

Yes, they might be predatory Imposter Spirits; very predatory … very ‘prowl around’ … very ‘get my own‘… very ‘Who cares about you?’ sorts of spirits.

They might bring in Insectian Star Species, or Reptilian Star Species that overlight the Insect and the Reptile Clans here on Earth. Or they might bring in Mammalian Star Races and Star Species that are more warlike in nature … more like the military clans of far-flung constellations … the military people. There might be a whole, separate caste of people that is mainly in the job of protecting all the Star Beings on that particular world … You know what I mean? Sounds very different from the Christed Star Beings.

We have to distinguish what we hear on the astral plane by the time of day; by the mood of the thought forms. If the thought forms seem predatory and negative, then there has to be a way … we have to develop a way to disbelieve them, and toss them out of their heads.

One thing I am experimenting with recently, in the afternoons, is playing soft music, and placing the notes of the music, and the content and the feeling of the music, inside my head … [points to head] … so that, in the afternoon, if a man calls me up, on the astral plane …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Man,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Man’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Man,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Man’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

… or if a woman calls me up, on the astral plane …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Woman,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Woman’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Woman,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Woman’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

… or if I hear the voice of a little child …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Child,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Child’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Child,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Child’s face is by Alice B. Clagett.

… and if I think: Maybe it is not that at all! Maybe it is a sneaky Fox Spirit, out in the underbrush. Maybe it is that

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Fox,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from kissmego on Etsy.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Fox,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from kissmego on Etsy.

… If I say: I know; maybe it is those Coyote Brothers out in the Nature Preserve. Maybe it is not a person at all

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Coyote,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from kissmego on Etsy.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Coyote,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from kissmego on Etsy.

Or worse yet: Maybe it is an antisocial personality who is overlit by the Reptilian Star Races or … all by mistake … the Mantid Star Races … or some other form of Insectian Star Beings. Maybe it is a Man who does not know that he is a Man; he thinks he is some other kind of animal …

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Wolf,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from FrozenPirateMasks on Etsy.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Wolf,” by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0 … CREDIT: Mask is from FrozenPirateMasks on Etsy.

Then I say to myself: These thoughts that are being thrown into my head … cast into my head [points to spots on her head] … will be replaced by the most beautiful Mozart music. Or they will be replaced by the most beautiful, quiet mood music. Something else will be in this head [points to head] than the Imposter Spirits’ thought forms.

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Storyteller,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Imposter Spirits: Storyteller,” self-portrait by Alice B. Clagett, 1 August 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0

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Speaking of Imposter Spirits, I came across a Norwegian ballad about a farmer who made the sad mistake of setting a fox (which might be thought of as an Imposter Spirit, or maybe an untrustworthy man in charge of his flock of geese. As you might imagine well might be the case, when the farmer returns, he finds the geese dead, and the fox pretending not to be the guilty party. The farmer extracts from the fox a promise to make reparation for his misdeed by offering ‘Soul gifts’ to the little child of the farmer. The title of the Ballad is “Det Lise Banet,” which means “The Little Child” …

Video: “Det lise banet,” by Various Artists – Topic, 29 December 2020 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QN2V1GDtDX4 ..

One cannot but hope the fox will not injure the little child, but that it will come through with its promise. It may be that concern which lends the song its compelling poignancy.

In love, light and joy,
Alice B. Clagett,
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

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

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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