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Alice’s Perilous Tales: Fatal Dungeons and Dragons Game? . by Alice B. Clagett

Partially excerpted on 23 April 2020 from blogs filmed on 15 March 2018 and on 20 November 2016; revised on 11 June 2020
Previously titled: The Talisman  … and …  Fatal Dungeons and Dragons Game?

  • INTRODUCTION
  • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: SIGHTING AT NAVAJO STATE PARK IN COLORADO
  • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: SIGHTING IN GRANTS, NEW MEXICO
  • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: THE ROCKING BUS WITH THE GIZMOS ON TOP
  • ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: TWO OMINOUS ‘MOVIE CREW’ ENCOUNTERS
    • 29-Flavor Barbecue
    • Franciscan Capuchin Friars or Actors?
      • Lead-Up to the Event
      • Sidebar: Just Say No! to Drug Use in Malibu Creek State Park and at King Gillette Ranch
      • Sighting of a Movie Crew and Men Dressed as Friars
  • FATAL DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS GAME? INDIE SNUFF FILM CAPER?
    • Tie-in to Dylan Redwine Murder Mystery
  • LOOKS LIKE MY STALKER HIGHTAILED IT!

Dear Ones,

INTRODUCTION

In the year 2015 I vacationed in Durango, Colorado. For some while I had had an uneasy feeling I was being stalked. In the years 2009 and on, as I grieved over my mother’s death, it had been a vague feeling, an occasional heads up, to be very aware of my surroundings and whether there might be dangers to avoid.

But that year in Durango, it became a clear and present concern. It became evident to me I was being hunted by a serial killer … or so it seemed to me at the time. Why I had been marked, and who the stalker was, remained a mystery. It could be there never is a rational reason for such a thing.

The events that unfolded for me in 2015 through 2017 were ably and uncannily portrayed the following year in the movie “Unsane,” which mirrored the stark terror and sense of remorseless pursuit I felt as the intended victim of a serial killer …

Video: “Unsane | Official Trailer #1 | 2018,” by 20th Century Studios UK, 29 January 2018 …  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyWnHdHrlrw ..

I guess it must have been that stalking by serial killers was ‘in the air’ during those years 2015 through 2017, and that the 2018 movie helped clear the astral airs and settle the Dark energy thread I had been sensing. Whatever the context, here is my tale of some of my ‘close encounters’ during those years …

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: SIGHTING AT NAVAJO STATE PARK IN COLORADO

I was at Navajo State Park southeast of Durango, Colorado, a place I often visited. I sighted a man who seemed to be wearing a beard he had fabricated of public hairs. When he drove into the parking lot of the less developed campground there, I felt a sense of mortal peril, and quickly took evasive action. Here is the spine-tingling tale …

Link: “Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Man With the Pubic Hair Beard,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 30 January 2019; revised on 11 June 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bvu ..

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: SIGHTING IN GRANTS, NEW MEXICO

That was not the first time I had run into the man with the pubic hair beard. Prior to that I had spotted him in the parking lot of a Motel 6 in Grants, New Mexico.

He was sitting in one of two big, brightly colored road maintenance vehicles, each used to haul two backhoes maybe orange in color. He was wearing a fake, black, bushy goatee. It seemed to me that I recognized him from several other occasions; he seemed to be someone I had met, only wearing an improbable disguise and sitting in an equally improbable vehicle.

As I recall, that was on 18 June 2015; I was on my way to Espanola, New Mexico, for the summer solstice celebration there. I called right away and informed law enforcement in Grants about my concern, but by the time they got to the motel, the road equipment and the man with the fake black goatee were gone.

Why the people and equipment would have taken off in the late afternoon, I do not know. I usually do the opposite; I arrive at a motel in late afternoon with intent to spend the night. Mysterious stuff was going on.

I recall two other vehicles disappeared from the Motel 6 parking lot simultaneous with the road maintenance vehicles late that afternoon … one was a pickup truck holding a dune buggy. Another was a sedan with Los Angeles license plates that had been parked by a man or men renting the motel room just beneath that which I had priorly booked. The Los Angeles sedan was, as I recall, the only vehicle parked on that side of the building when I checked in. Could be it was a rental car; and most likely this was a just a coincidence …

Image: “Kia Sedan License Plate 7LBC852 Parked Beneath the Motel 6 Room I Booked in Grants, New Mexico,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 June 2015 … CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Kia Sedan License Plate 7LBC852 Parked Beneath the Motel 6 Room I Booked in Grants, New Mexico,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 June 2015 … CC BY-SA 4.0

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: THE ROCKING BUS WITH THE GIZMOS ON TOP

After the road maintenance vehicles had left the Motel 6 parking lot, a converted schoolbus pulled into their spot alongside the motel fence. I could see the vehicle from the window of the second-floor motel room to which I had changed. It was painted oddly … was it blue, or grey? … The windows were painted over too. On the roof of the bus were several disc-shaped gizmos about four feet in diameter.

Later in the evening I had the oddest feeling of inhospitable incoming energy waves. I wondered if the gizmos on the bus might be emiting short-wave energy? Why would that possibly be, I wondered?  Were they broadcasting something, maybe? Looking out the window of my room, I could see the schoolbus bouncing … bouncing?! … up and down. I thought I could hear the muffled voices of women chanting inside the bus. There was a thickish ‘shimmer’ of energy in the air above the bus. How surpassingly strange this was!

The next day I headed off to Espanola, New Mexico, intending to participate in the 3HO Summer Solstice event that takes place every year there. I recall I got to my location uneventfully. The parking lot is a high desert meadow; when I parked there I noticed the same bus with the inverted discs on top of it, parked in the lot.

That was a heads up for me, and a first in the many years I had been to the Summer Solstice event. It turned out to be a reasonable omen, as a Dark Attack unfolded in the next hour that made me forfeit my event fee in favor of timely escape to safety …

Link: “Summer Solstice 2015: A Mahabharata Vision,” by Alice B. Clagett, filmed on 21 June 2015; revised on 25 November 2017 and 23 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-6KQ … see the heading: A MAHABHARATA VISION AT SUMMER SOLSTICE 2015

The incident I described in the blog section “A MAHABHARATA VISION AT SUMMER SOLSTICE 2015” may have had to do with the painted bus with gizmos on the roof. That explanation seems quite a reach to me, though. I prefer the notion of a solar event … maybe a strong solar wind, or an incoming coronal mass ejection … which has more of heaven than hell in the telling of it.

ALICE’S PERILOUS TALES: TWO OMINOUS ‘MOVIE CREW’ ENCOUNTERS

The mysterious events that unfolded in Grants, New Mexico, and Espanola, New Mexico, were not two of a kind, but rather two of a series of physical incidents that took place both before and after summer 2015.

Here, for instance, are two such perilous tales that took place in greater Los Angeles after the Grants and Espanola capers. The first took place in Fish Canyon Narrows near Santa Clarita, and the second in Malibu Creek State Park in the Santa Monica Mountains …

In both instances a group of automobiles full of people showed up just after I arrived at usually relatively deserted trailheads I planned to hike. These batches of automobiles somehow reminded me of movie crews, which are often seen filming here in Southern California.

In most cases, movie crews are accompanied by trailers for makeup or to provide food for the crews, but in these instance there were no trailers; thus I may have been mistaken in thinking the incidents had to do with the entertainment industry.

29-Flavor Barbecue? 

One instance of what might have been a movie actor run-in happened on 23 April 2016. It had to do with what seemed to be two rangers, or maybe forest workers, who parked off Templin Highway near Castaic, California, close to the Fish Canyon Narrows trailhead which leads to the abandoned Cienaga Campground. Here are photos of the men’s vehicles, and also of my white vehicle and a blue car that parked there …

Image: “Vehicles Parked Near the Intersection of Templin Highway and Los Angeles City Water and Power Road, Los Angeles County,” by Alice B. Clagett, 23 April 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: These vehicles were parked where hikers park to hike the Fish Canyon Narrows trailhead, north of Castaic Lake, California.

Image: “Vehicles Parked Near the Intersection of Templin Highway and Los Angeles City Water and Power Road, Los Angeles County,” by Alice B. Clagett, 23 April 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

DESCRIPTION: These vehicles were parked where hikers park to hike the Fish Canyon Narrows trailhead, north of Castaic Lake, California.

When I saw these two men I had an odd feeling, so I asked them if it was safe to hike the trail. They said that I would probably be safe, but that I ought to be careful. That was a partial ‘heads up’ for me. Here is a photo of the vehicle driven by one of the men with whom I talked ….

Image: “Sheriff’s Office Vehicle Parked Near the Intersection of Templin Highway and Los Angeles City Water and Power Road, Los Angeles County,” by Alice B. Clagett, 23 April 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: As I recall, this was the vehicle driven by one of the men I talked with about whether nearby Fish Canyon Narrows trail was safe to hike.

Image: “Sheriff’s Office Vehicle Parked Near the Intersection of Templin Highway and Los Angeles City Water and Power Road, Los Angeles County,” by Alice B. Clagett, 23 April 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

DESCRIPTION: As I recall, this was the vehicle driven by one of the men I talked with about whether nearby Fish Canyon Narrows trail was safe to hike.

As I turned to hike down to the trailhead, maybe 10 cars packed with people went past me. I had never seen any traffic to speak of on that road, which is usually as deserted as it was in this photo taken that day …

Image: “Intersection of Templin Highway and Los Angeles City Water and Power Road, Los Angeles County,” by Alice B. Clagett, 23 April 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: Foreground: Templin Highway. Far left: Locked gate that allows access to Fish Canyon Narrows trailhead, north of Castaic Lake, California, but prevents access by most vehicular traffic. To the left of the locked gate, and not visible in the photos, is the parking area for hikers. Top center: Los Angeles City Water and Power Road. This road goes down along the west side of Tailrace Canal and Elderberry Forebay, then east to the intersection of Goodell Fire Road. The latter runs along the east side of Tailrace Canal, Elderberry Forebay, and the northern portion of Castaic Lake.

The experience of many cars packed with people arriving just after I did somehow set me on guard. So I thought I would wait for awhile, and see ‘how the wind blew’.

As I waited, I had the strangest astral vision … like an omen … of a film crew in a wilderness setting, with actors, male and female, sitting around a lifeless female body, preparing for a cannibal act featuring 29 flavors of barbecue sauce.

Then I saw this damaged street sign by the road, which somehow seemed to reinforce the ‘ill wind’ I had sensed …

Image: “Damaged Road Sign by Templin Highway Near the Intersection of Templin Highway and Los Angeles City Water and Power Road, Los Angeles County,” by Alice B. Clagett, 23 April 2016, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: This road sign was by Templin Highway north of Castaic Lake, California. That was close to the Fish Canyon Narrows trailhead.

Yikes! Was I ever suddenly ‘on guard’.

After awhile, all the cars, still loaded with people, came back up the hill and went away. I know it was not much to go on … just a few odd details of that day … but these days I have become more observant of what might be termed signs and omens. So I gave up on that hike and went off to another trailhead.

The title of this poem I composed some years later had to do with the vision I had that day while playing the ‘waiting game’ at my parking place off Templin Highway …

Link: “Cannibal Song: The 29-Flavor Barbecue . aka Ogreish Stew,” a poem by Alice B. Clagett, written on 2 May 2019; published on 2 May 2019 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-cwW ..

The person described in the poem, however, was part of a different astral saga.

Franciscan Capuchin Friars or Actors?

Another instance took place on 12 June 2017 in one of the parking areas of Malibu Creek State Park in the Santa Monica Mountains. The lead-up to the event was like this …

Lead-Up to the Event. In the year 2016, I had been encountering people behaving strangely across the road from Malibu Creek State Park, on the grounds of King Gillette Ranch, Calabasas, California, which is the property of the Mountains Recreation and Conservation Authority.

The Anthony C. Beilenson Interagency Visitor Center, which is managed by the park services that have to do with the Santa Monica Mountains National Recreation Area, is located on the grounds of King Gillette Ranch.

Movie crews often film movies at both King Gillette Ranch and Malibu Creek State Park. It seemed possible to me that their presence at these two adjacent parks might have had something to do with what unfolded.

In 2016 I had encountered a chatty, somewhat overweight, middle-aged visitor to the Anthony C. Beilenson Interagency Visitor Center. He said he was a photographer and that he was well known to the people at King Gillette Ranch.

His feeling … his emotional affect … was ‘in front of him’; it seemed to me he was compelled to action, and that action might have been sexual in nature. Or so it seemed. That is to say, I got the intuitive ‘heads up’ about this person, who seemed to be following me up the hiking trail after I left the Visitor Center. When the man started to take a shortcut across a meadow to intersect me, I doubled back towards the maintenance station on the grounds.

Outside the maintenance station I encountered a man I presumed to be the ranger there; that man sternly told me that taking photos on the grounds was prohibited. It seemed to me he was defending the other man, who had tried to intersect me, and of whom I felt afraid. It seemed as if he was demanding I not take a photo of that man. Further, I had never heard about a rule that a person cannot take photographs on Mountains Recreation and Conservation Authority parkland. Thus his behavior seemed eccentric to me … out of place, in a way.

Then when I got back to my car I saw a tall, spare, middle-aged man with a telephoto lens. He opened his car trunk, which was completely empty and spiffily clean, and put the camera in the trunk. Then he left.

I cannot quite put my finger on it, but I was spooked by the behavior of these three people. A few days later I went to Malibu Creek State Park, and spoke with the young man who staffed the entry kiosk about my concerns. That man said he thought it had to do with cocaine use at that time.

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Sidebar: Just Say No! to Drug Use in Malibu Creek State Park and at King Gillette Ranch

As time went on, I contacted LAPD (the Los Angeles Police Department) about possible cocaine use at King Gillette Ranch and at Malibu Creek State Park. I remember talking to a male ranger behind the desk at C. Beilenson Interagency Visitor Center about my concern that cocaine not be used in Santa Monica Mountains parklands. I recall the ranger did not take it so well; he looked taken aback.

Nevertheless, I feel it is good to express our concern in this regard; I encourage all the Sierra Club members to do so. For instance, I have often see empty marijuana vials in the picnic areas near the Malibu Creek Rock Pools. If drinking alcohol in the parks is not allowed, then along that same line of thought, I feel it reasonable not to allow drug use, whether marijuana or cocaine or other recreational drugs. Some may disagree, but that is my stance on the issue.

We ought to keep our parks safe for our campers and hikers, and for family outings. I read there was a murder at the campground at Malibu Creek State Park on 22 June 2018, and that the campground has been closed since then. Were there no drug use on park lands, perhaps that and similar acts of violence might have been averted, I feel.

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Sighting of a Movie Crew and Men Dressed as Friars. The main event along these lines took place on 12 June 2017 in Malibu Creek State Park in the Santa Monica Mountains.

I drove up to the entry kiosk of Malibu Creek State Park, intending to go for a hike. I was apprehensive (whether justifiably so or not) about movie crews and other folks possibly acting weirdly because they were on cocaine. I asked the ranger manning the kiosk whether any movie crews were filming there that day. The ranger said no, that the park was nearly deserted that day.

I paid my entrance fee and began to drive past the first parking lot. As I did so, a caravan of ten or more cars drove past the entry kiosk. As I had never encountered such a big caravan of cars there, I pulled over to see what might be up.

Most of the cars pulled into the first parking lot. I could see there were both men and women getting out of the cars. I saw several women who were middle-aged, but with very nice figures; I thought they might have been actors in their early years, and might now be working as film crew. I wondered if this might be a movie crew from across the road at King Gillette Ranch?

The front car from the caravan continued along the road towards the campground. I noticed with a chilling feeling the Caucasian man riding shotgun, whose long, lanky, sunburned forearm was resting on the sill of the open, passenger-side window of the car.

It reminded me of the forearm of a man on the passenger side of a silver Volvo, license plate #5LUF325, that loitered in front of my house while I was at a Joshua Tree concert on 9 September 2016. As I recall, the driver of the car that loitered near my house more than six feet tall and well-built; I could not see, though, what the man driving the car in Malibu Creek State Park looked like. Here are the photos of the loitering vehicle (Topanga LAPD were called about it back then) …

Image: “Silver Toyota Sedan – License Plate #5LUF325,” first photo taken on 9 September 2016 … CC??

Image: “Silver Toyota Sedan – License Plate #5LUF325,” first photo taken on 9 September 2016 … CC??

Image: “Silver Toyota Sedan – License Plate #5LUF325,” second photo taken on 9 September 2016 … CC??

Image: “Silver Toyota Sedan – License Plate #5LUF325,” second photo taken on 9 September 2016 … CC??

Mulling over the caravan and the man’s arm, I went and parked in the second parking lot. There I encountered three men dressed as friars. This was so unusual, in my experience of hiking Malibu Creek, that I took a snapshot of them, then abandoned my idea of hiking and left the park with cautious haste …

Image: Men dressed as Capuchin Franciscan monks at Malibu Creek State Park, by Alice B. Clagett, 12 June 2017, CC BY-SA 4.0 … DESCRIPTION: Left: restroom wall and park bench. From left: seven men, three of whom are dressed as Capuchin Franciscan monks. All the men are standing with their backs to the camera except for the rightmost, who has a beard; his face is blurred. Background: Trees and mountains … COMMENT: As I recall, about five cars full of people (both men and women) drove in and parked in the upper parking lot for hikers right after I arrived at the Park. Just after that, I photographed these men near the restroom in the lower parking lot for hikers. I searched online and found Capuchin Franciscan clothing for sale, so these may not have been bona fide monks, but only men dressed as monks.

Image: Men dressed as Capuchin Franciscan monks at Malibu Creek State Park, by Alice B. Clagett, 12 June 2017, CC BY-SA 4.0 …

DESCRIPTION: Left: restroom wall and park bench. From left: seven men, three of whom are dressed as Capuchin Franciscan monks. All the men are standing with their backs to the camera except for the rightmost, who has a beard; his face is blurred. Background: Trees and mountains …

COMMENT: As I recall, about five cars full of people (both men and women) drove in and parked in the upper parking lot for hikers right after I arrived at the Park. Just after that, I photographed these men near the restroom in the lower parking lot for hikers. I searched online and found Capuchin Franciscan clothing for sale, so these may not have been bona fide monks, but only men dressed as monks.

Back home I hoped to solve the mystery of the friars at Malibu Creek State Park. Here is what I found out through an online search …

It appeared they were wearing Franciscan Capuchin Friar outfits. There is no such monastery nearby, so I wrote to the Franciscan Capuchin Friars near San Francisco, to find out whether they might identify my photo of the men I saw, but I never heard back from them about it.

I also checked into Franciscan Capuchin Friar outfits, and found they are for sale online; that would fit with the notion of actors, or a movie crew.

HYPOTHESIS OF THE FATAL DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS GAME

The odd events of 2015 to 2017 led me to the notion that I was being stalked by a cocaine addict. Who could this man be, I wondered? To what end, I asked myself?

These repetitive close encounters of a perilous nature led me to posit I might have been marked as the victim in a fatal Dungeons and Dragons Meetup Game originating in Los Angeles, possibly amongst male actors or men aspiring to be actors. I recall wondering if such a meetup might have been started by unemployed actors as an inexpensive way to produce Indie snuff films.

Tie-in to Dylan Redwine Murder Mystery

I began to wonder: Might the odd events I experienced have been related to the mysterious death of Dylan Redwine near Durango, Colorado? For more on this hypothesis, see …

Link: “Compendium: Dylan Redwine Murder Mystery – Child Torture for Snuff Film Industry?” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 22 February 2020; revised on 23 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-gz4 ..

LOOKS LIKE MY STALKER HIGHTAILED IT!

I may never know whether my hypotheses of the Fatal Dungeons and Dragons Game and of Indie Snuff Film Capers were true, but I can say, with gratitude, that the feeling I was being stalked and that I was not safe in my own home came to a sudden end in December 2016, after my return to Los Angeles.

The occasion of this sudden change-up was the installation of a surveillance system in my home; from this I gathered that my stalker was a wanted man, who could not afford to have his face on camera.

In the ensuing two years, stalking issues in Los Angeles and while hiking became less and less of a concern. I feel this may have had to do with my no longer taking a cell phone with me when I went out. It is possible I was being tracked through some high-tech geolocation malware to do with my cell phone.

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

The first paragraph of an earlier version of this blog has been moved to … Link: “Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Man With the Pubic Hair Beard,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 30 January 2019; revised on 11 June 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bvu ..

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Telltale Signs of the ASP Sense of Humor . by Alice B. Clagett *

Published on 15 March 2018; revised on 15 April 2020, 23 April 2020, and 11 June 2020
Previously titled: ASP Sense of Humor

  • PREAMBLE
  • INTRODUCTION
  • SPEAKING IN CODE (re ‘Hunter-Snuffer’ especially)
  • THE MEMENTO (re the ‘Pomeranian – Vampire of the Heart’, ‘Hunter-Snuffer’, and ‘Wifer-Hacker’; and maybe ‘Castratrux – Basal Vampire’, ‘Black Widower’, and ‘Bespeller – Voodoo Man’)
  • THE VICTORY DANCE (re ‘Pomeranian – Vampire of the Heart’, ‘Hunter-Snuffer’, and ‘Wifer-Hacker’)
    • A Facebook Victory Dance (re ‘Alluring’)
    • Sunset on Facebook (re ‘Three House Hostess’)
    • Disclaimer
  • THE TALISMAN (re ‘Hunter-Snuffer’)
  • THE LURE (re ‘Hunter-Snuffer’)
  • THE TAUNT OR DARE (re ‘Torturess’)
  • THE TEASE (re ‘Torturess’)
  • THE CHANGEUP (re ‘The Doc’)
  • THE TAKE-DOWN (re ‘Castratrux – Basal Vampire’ or maybe ‘Black Widower’)

Dear Ones,

PREAMBLE

At the time referred to in this blog, there was a big pile-up or ‘glom’ of antisocial personalities, people who had had castastrophic childhood wounding, and people with milder childhood Soul wounding. This resulted in some pretty wild astral stories. I was in Durango at the time, but the people I speak of were not necessarily there at that time. Charles Manson was still alive at that time, in prison and maybe physically ill. It could be the effect of his presence in the noosphere made the astral glom that I overheard seem more Dark and turbulent. I recall when he passed on, 19 November 2017, it seemed to me the noosphere became suddenly and significantly more Light in astral feeling.

INTRODUCTION

As you may know, disclosure is proceeding apace, as the Ascension process takes place. I have read that antisocial personalities make up about 1 in 20 of the people on Earth … and 1 in 5 of those in leadership positions.

As everyone on Earth is becoming more and more telepathic, it is becoming clear to the average person on the street: Who is a Controller, and who is beginning to wake up from being mind controlled by the Controllers. Who is an antisocial personality (an ASP) and who is a Normal (a normal, law-abiding person).

There is bound to be some commotion as these disclosures take place, but I hope this will be as minimal as possible, if we continue to optimize our timelines and dimensions, for the All through free will (see prior blogs on this).

Meantime, I have an inkling or intuition that by studying the ASP (antisocial personality) sense of humor … as it has been expressing itself telepathically and globally for some few years now … we Normals can begin to identify what is what with regard to psychological illness, and the subterfuges and deceptive ways of speaking and acting that have heretofore prevented their disclosure.

Here are a few examples I have clair observed regarding the ASP sense of humor …

SPEAKING IN CODE (re ‘Hunter-Snuffer’ especially)

An ASP man or woman may like to torture and kill children, then barbecue them, and eat them. They love thinking about it all day long, and anticipating the kill and the act of cannibalism.

They would be aware of the dangers of daydreaming about these acts, because other telepaths might pick up on what is going on. So they might use ‘little child’ nursery rhyme-type code words to refer to acts of barbarity.

As a telepath, you might hear these ‘cutesy’ phrases over and over again on the clair plane. I just recently decoded a reference I had been hearing to ‘participle insect work’ …

I feel this may refer to butchering children. The reference may be to children as ‘insects’ and butchering as ‘cutting into parts’.

I might be wrong about this … it may be a reference to child molestation instead.

THE MEMENTO (re the ‘Pomeranian – Vampire of the Heart’, ‘Hunter-Snuffer’, and ‘Wifer-Hacker’; and maybe ‘Castratrux – Basal Vampire’, ‘Black Widower’, and ‘Bespeller – Voodoo Man’.)

The ASP loves to think about his or her kills all day long, and might like to have photos or physical reminders of these. But keeping mementos is dangerous, and so …

They might post the photos of the kills online, on a facebook page with an assumed name. They then have access to the photos all the time, without anyone being the wiser.

They might pluck a pubic hair from each victim, and keep a collection of them in the concealed pocket of their wallet. If discovered by law enforcement, these might be passed off as mementos of encounters with lovers.

THE VICTORY DANCE (re ‘Pomeranian – Vampire of the Heart’, ‘Hunter-Snuffer’, and ‘Wifer-Hacker’)

The Victory Dance is a variant of the ‘Memento’, in that it acts as a memento of a kill; in addition it presents the memento to the world in such a way that no one is the wiser. For example, the Victory Dance may appear to be a commemoration of the ongoing life of the person who has been murdered.

The murderer offers remembrance of the kill under false cover, as a ‘taunt’ to Normals who, viewing the Victory Dance, feel the anticipatable sense of friendship and empathy towards the person killed. But the killer can use the victory dance to relive the thrill of the remembered murder.

A Facebook Victory Dance (re ‘Alluring’)

Here is one instance I encountered through psychic inquiry in years past: Apparently the murderer put up a facebook page supposedly belonging to the victim, who was a professional woman. As I recall, that was in the year 2014.

There were only a few conversations on the facebook page; these were clustered around the date when the page was created. The dates of first entries on the facebook page apparently indicated the murder date.

There was a photo of the woman apparently murdered, standing together with the couple who ordered the kill. There was another photo of the victim, standing next to two other women who, I felt, may have been targeted; this may have been a warning to knuckle under, or else a statement of intent to kill.

In the instance in question, it seemed to me that there were sly comments by the killer posing as a facebook friend; these comments had to do with a new persona invented to cover his tracks … a new name, a new profession, a face job intended to confound law enforcement searches. One comment led me to believe that the killer might have take on the identity of a well-respected person who had passed on in recent years, and whose profession was the same as that of the murdered woman.

Sunset on Facebook (re ‘Three House Hostess’)

Here is another instance I encountered through psychic inquiry, also in 2014: A facebook page was put up for another woman apparently murdered by the same couple. That page offered a photo of the victim, still living; the time of day was sunset. The word ‘sunset’, in this context, had special significance to the antisocial couple in question; it had to do with a street name known to them. In addition, the image word might be taken to signify the end of the life of the victim.

It seemed to me that the facebook page might be a tribute to the woman’s life, as she had been known to the couple for many long years, In addition, it was a victory dance; it commemorated a kill, without providing an inkling of that to the casual ‘Normal’ who viewed the page.

Disclaimer

I ought to add that I do not know whether the people spoken of above are living or dead. It could be I was completely wrong in my interpretation of the facebook pages. It is possible that I was logging onto the mind of a serial killer at that time … It was during a summer visit to Durango, Colorado, as I recall … and that the killer’s emotions and mental images somehow got mixed up with those of other Normal people.

Nevertheless, I feel that my description of these facebook pages represents the antisocial ‘take’ on the pages, though they may have been put up in total innocence by a Normal. The antisocial personality has a unique way, I feel, of torquing round what we Normals feel to be reality, till it suits his own world view.

THE TALISMAN (re ‘Hunter-Snuffer’)

Here is an example of antisocial personality sense of humor that requires painstaking effort: The male antisocial personality or ‘ASP’ shaves the pubic hair off of a victim(s), and contrives to make a false beard with it, which he wears when he stalks his intended victims.

The memento from the prior victim(s) acts as a Talisman … something that provides magical strength and concealment … to ensure success of the future hunt, For more in this, see …

Link: “Alice’s Perilous Tales: The Man With the Pubic Hair Beard,” by Alice B. Clagett, published on 30 January 2019; revised on 11 June 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-bvu ..

THE LURE (re ‘Hunter-Snuffer’)

Here is an example I encountered on the internet, and interpreted according to the astral stories then circulating round the noosphere. It goes like this …

On the astral airs, I heard over and over again about an ASP man or woman who likes to torture and kill children, then barbecue them, and eat them. After a few years hearing about it clairaudiently I ran into an online posting that matched the astral rumors.

One never knows, on the internet, what is true and what is not. Often pages are thrown up by criminals and intended as take-downs for innocent people. With that in mind, here is what I saw online, which seemed to implicate someone with whom I was sparsely acquainted. Again, this was a person in Durango, Colorado …

The man in question was selling online a children’s toy robot, a toy that resembled a circular saw, and a play barbecue set. The vibe seemed friendly and innocent to me.

On the astral airs, the voluble serial killer vibe had this to offer: The man is creating toys suitable to the child age group he hopes to attract, and advertising them online.

  • The robot, which reminds the ASP of how he ‘plays at’ being a Normal (a normal human being).
  • The circular saw reminds the killer that he intends to use such a tool to cut up the child’s body prior to barbecuing it.
  • The play barbecue set reminds the killer how he intends to enjoy the act of cannibalism.
  • Each of the toys has a geolocator chip in it, so that the killer can track down and kidnap the children. 

I found this interpretation of the online ad outstandingly diabolical from my ‘Normal’ point of view, and at the same time completely plausible from the stance of the Antisocial astral stories I was hearing in the year 2015.

THE TAUNT OR DARE (re ‘Torturess’)

This was an instance I ran into in Durango … maybe 2014 or 2015. The question was posed in a disarming manner, by a woman  whom I thought at the time to be a Normal like me. This was one of the conversations with her that got me wondering whether I was being led on or fooled, maybe taunted, by someone who was very different in temperament and inclination what I thought she was …

She said: I think I know where Dylan Redwine’s body is. I can take you there. Want to go?

I said: Where is that?

She said: Floating in Vallecito Lake.

The alarm bells went off. I said: No thanks!

Then the slow turnaround started to happen in my thought processes. Is it just that this woman just has a morbid sense of humor? Did she have something to do with the murder of Dylan Redwine? What in tarnation is going on, I wondered.

THE TEASE (re ‘Torturess’)

Here is another conversation I had with the same woman, that got me thinking something was up; something I had not encountered amongst acquaintances priorly. What was it? What was I missing? I was being given a cue, but I was not logging onto the meaning. What, I began to wonder, was the hidden meaning?

She said: I just love anatomy. I love to see how the organs go together in the body. Don’t you love it?

I said: No. I couldn’t even stand cutting up pickled frogs in Biology class in school.

She said: Sometimes I walk through a hospital and put one of those anatomy heads into my tote bag.

I got a little scared; I thought: I wonder what is in her freezer? And recovering a little, I thought: Remind me never to get on an organ donor list!

THE CHANGEUP (re ‘The Doc’)

On the astral airs in late 2015, in Durango, Colorado, I heard about this changeup. It seemed at the time that it was being aimed at me, but that may have been an overreaction to the concern about being stalked that I had at the time. Here is how the astral story went …

An antisocial personality had been diagnosed as a schizophrenic or as paranoid schizoid. He was mind controlling someone in power … thus he or she was what might be called a ‘Shadow Leader’. He needed to be in the shadows so that he could mind control the designated Leader into criminal actions on his own behalf; then if the Leader got caught, he or she would ‘take the rap’.

The ‘Shadow Leader” handed the Leader his psychological evaluation, stating it was that of someone he intended to take down.

THE TAKE-DOWN (re ‘Castratrux – Basal Vampire’ or maybe ‘Black Widower’)

I have written quite a bit on the Take-Down; see …

Link: “The Take-Down,” by Alice B. Clagett, written on 24 February 2018; published on 28 February 2018 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-8pF ..

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Hope this helps! Let’s get the hardened criminals off the streets, and in prison, so that they can do no more harm!

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

The section “Victory Dance” has been excerpted to … Link: “The Victory Dance,” by Alice B. Clagett, excerpted on 14 April 2020 from a blog published on 15 March 2018; revised on 15 April 2020 … https://wp.me/p2Rkym-hzu ..

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