Hearing Voices
One early summer Saturday in 1973, I was sitting on my parents’ couch in our living room. The couch faced a wall of windows that looked out onto the Colorado front range past Tabletop Mountain near Golden, Colorado. The sky was so clear and blue I could almost see stars, but the sun burst into the room from the windows behind me, and beckoned me outside. It was a perfect day for bike riding. I ached to go outside, but there was a glitch. I had a weekly chore to do.
Like many other families, we had a parade of pets: dogs, cats, ferrets, mice, hedgehogs… the rule was the critter had to have four feet and fur (although we later made exceptions for a gecko and cockatiels). At that point in time, I had a pet gerbil. When I got my little gerbil, the lady at the pet store told me that it would probably only live about a year; well, we were going on three years. I named him George (after George Harrison), but later found out he was a she, so she became Georgia. I loved this little animal. I would hold her and she would snuggle into my hand. Her fur was glossy and her eyes bright; she never tried to run away and seemed happy with the cage my mom and I had made for her.
That was the chore. I had to clean the cage. And I did every week faithfully, but I was (and still am) a born procrastinator, so I was sitting on the couch, looking out the window, and trying to convince myself to go do what I needed to do.
As I was mulling over whether to get up right then or wait five more minutes, a voice came into my head. It was as if someone was standing behind and to the right of me, but that was impossible because the couch sat in a corner against the wall. I “heard” the voice; sound waves struck my eardrum on my right side, but I doubt it was truly audible.
The voice asked me in a calm fashion, like a teacher would have, if someone in my family had to die, who would it be? I didn’t recoil at the question, but grasped onto it as a means of stalling – I liked philosophical questions, even at such a young age (I was still in grade school). I went down the line: my gramma, my dad, my mom… I paused at Mom. She and I were already fighting with each other, and it would take us another 30 years to make peace. Thoughts started coming into my mind, dark thoughts, but another voice, a strong inner voice that wasn’t me, but had become a part of me the moment I had accepted Jesus as my Savior when I was seven years old, very firmly said, “LEAVE IT ALONE!” I immediately let the thoughts go and continued down the line. My sister, my brother, the dog (who had grown up with my brother), and then Georgia: I thought, well, if someone did have to die, I guess it would have to be her. I felt a wisp of sadness that spurred me to get up off the couch and go downstairs.
Georgia’s cage was made of two metal milk cages wired together. For the very first and last time, as I was lifting it, the cage slipped out of my hand and landed squarely on her back. She died within a minute.
I was devastated, and forty some years later, what happened is still seared into my memory and I tremble at how close I came to giving something very evil permission to kill my mother.
This wasn’t the first time someone in my family had “heard” voices. My mom used to have visions of sorts while doing the dishes and looking out the window over the sink: an image of the dog dead (who was so loved she had a portrait painted of him – not of us, mind you – but the dog), or the dishwasher blowing up. She would choose the dishwasher, and before the day would be over flames and smoke would be pouring out of the kitchen.
We were all Christians, and we never played with Ouija boards, dabbled in the occult or had anything to do with the New Age. These things kept happening, though, until we finally learned that we don’t have to make those loaded choices, but can rebuke the whole idea in the name of Jesus.
I had packed those memories away until I watched a recent video. Most of the people to whom I tried to tell these things thought me crazy. Hearing voices from people who aren’t there is never a good thing.
In this video, the producers of the television series
Paranormal State had put up a billboard that uses ultrasonic waves to broadcast a message to passersby.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x7jomMw8px8
This is what I experienced so many years ago, and that begs the question: was it demonic, or was it technology?
We lived not far from the Federal Center: a large underground complex that has been drastically expanded in the last decade. Did someone drive through my neighborhood in a van and blast this question? Was someone monitoring the possible outcome? It’s possible, but improbable. The only way they could have seen the outcome is if someone were watching as a wretched little girl dug a hole in the backyard and buried a shoebox. No, what happened to us was demonic.
However, someone has weaponized this demonic tactic as a tool of psychological warfare, according to the
Project Blue Beam Documentary. LRAD (Long Range Acoustic Device) has been deployed to Iraq. It is basically a targeted beam of sound that can be used to communicate with a chosen individual by putting “voices in his head.” Crews aboard American destroyers have used it to send messages to fishing vessels via an interpreter.
“It was noted that the guy on the receiving end was sometimes terrified, even when he realized it was that large American destroyer that was talking to him. This apparently gave the army guys some ideas, for there are now rumors in Iraq of a devilish American weapon that makes people believe they are hearing voices in their heads.”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yvOIJRUtzWg
I found more strange evidence: like my mom’s “visions” outside the kitchen window, “legendary cities” are showing up in China in places where the local people know there are no cities, structures or trees.
http://www.foxnews.com/scitech/2011/06/27/lost-civilization-appears-above-chinese-river/?test=faces
In this example, someone seemingly projected these images onto the canvas of moisture in the air from recent rain and humidity. But, why?
Now, let’s put these two pieces together: voices and visions of things that aren’t there. In December of 2007 former CIA operative John Kiriakou came forward and admitted that waterboarding is torture and should be discontinued.
This occurred in the wake of the destruction of many interrogation tapes, including the interrogation and torture of a man named Abu Zabayda, a terror suspect who gave up information concerning the whereabouts of Khalid Sheikh Mohammed, the supposed architect of the 9/11 attacks. The CNN report says that during his waterboarding, Zabayda had a “divine revelation” after he had been “wholly uncooperative” for many weeks.
http://articles.cnn.com/2007-12-11/politics/agent.tapes_1_waterboarding-cia-director-michael-hayden-cia-agent?_s=PM:POLITICS
However, in a live interview, Kiriakou tells a slightly different story. He said that the night after Zabayda was waterboarded, Allah visited him in his cell and told him to cooperate. It wasn’t the waterboarding that broke him, but a vision of Allah.
Could this have been some sort of psychological operation to fool Zabayda into cooperating? The torture, if it indeed happened, did not break the man – the vision did. Kiriakou went on to say in the interview that after that night, Zabayda answered every question.
http://abcnews.go.com/Blotter/story?id=3978231&page=1
Could the apparatus of projecting images and sound have been combined in so convincing a manner as to sway this Al Qaeda operative into betraying his comrades and cooperating with the CIA? Did agents of our government manipulate technology in order to masquerade as deity?
What does this mean for the people of this world?
In Matthew 24:3-5, Jesus said:
As he sat on the Mount of Olives, the disciples came to him privately, saying, "Tell us, when will these things be, and what will be the sign of your coming and of the close of the age?"And Jesus answered them, "See that no one leads you astray.For many will come in my name, saying, 'I am the Christ,' and they will lead many astray. And, in verses 23-6:
Then if anyone says to you, 'Look, here is the Christ!' or 'There he is!' do not believe it.For false christs and false prophets will arise and perform great signs and wonders, so as to lead astray, if possible, even the elect.See, I have told you beforehand.So, if they say to you, 'Look, he is in the wilderness,' do not go out. If they say, 'Look, he is in the inner rooms,' do not believe it. I always imagined that this verse referred to people like Lord Rael who believes himself to be Christ. But, there may be much more to this. What if governments around the world use this technology to influence their people: to awe them into submission with these tricks? Satellites around the globe could be used to broadcast both images and sound, and when activated, the god of each culture could appear to the people who worship it.
Barium, aluminum and quartz are highly reflective and they are a major component of chemtrails. Could this be the primary reason for the lacework of dust that’s continually laid down in our skies?
http://www.rense.com/general20/cc.htm
Now, more than ever before, the people who love and follow Jesus must take every thought captive:
2 Corinthians 10:5
We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ, If a young girl had done that many years ago, and refused to accept a manipulative choice, she would never have lived through the horror of being used to a destructive end.
And my mom wouldn’t have gone through as many dishwashers. The dog lived for 20 years.