The Rose?

[GrnEggsNHam]

The Rose?

Why do we murder the Rose?
We place her in such a pose.
As we watch her decompose.
Why do we murder the Rose?

I was up late(2-3AM) alone contemplating the universe(meditation of sorts) when a profound thought struck me. It was one of those "Aha" moments when everything seems to unravel before your mind. I've experienced these "Aha" moments many times and the following day I can never quite recall what it was that I was pondering. I'll feel the tail of it but can't reel it in.

Now that I've been lurking here absorbing information and experiences for a few years. I had a small inkling of what might be happening. Instead of allowing myself to be enveloped by this massive thought expanse(what comes naturally) I immediately whipped out my phone to make myself a note. "The Rose" is what was produced and then I let myself fall into the flow. I remember getting groggy and fighting my lids all the while thinking I've stumbled onto something profound. I awoke sort of slouched over on the couch like I had just passed out sitting up. I've found myself in this precarious position more and more often.

I remembered reading about psychic or high-technology attacks and even recall Bill Ryan saying something similar happened to him. When he was in a discussion, late night off the record, with one of the older interviewees, Bill Deagle perhaps? On this occasion I remember Kerry not witnessing it as she had already gone to bed. Bill was under the impression he was about to have very secret info revealed to him? Anyways I felt this was happening to me in order to stunt whatever was trying to grow within my mind.

Those words for that poem just came to me the instant I pulled up "Note" on my phone. The most interesting part is that I had no recollection of the note I had typed. I discovered the note a few days ago while at work and immediately tears welled up my eyes. I came straight to Avalon and decided this was my time to register and give an experience back. Since then I've been able to recall the events thus far as I've typed them. Here is the actual note in it's entirety:

The Rose?

Why do we murder the Rose?
We place her in such a pose.
As we watch her decompose.
Why do we murder the Rose?
I have envisioned this prose.
Sympathizing with the Rose.
Contemplating how I might expose.
The worries and woes.
That have recently arose.
From the corruptions of our foes.

I have much more thinking to do(and recall hopefully) but the part that made me sad was how easily I've been programmed. I had never thought twice about snuffing out that existence for the pleasure of display...

[Herbert]

Yesterday’s rose endures in our hearts. It enriches our souls and our creative imagination, for it is everything and nothing at once.

[Bill Ryan]

I remember getting groggy and fighting my lids all the while thinking I've stumbled onto something profound. I awoke sort of slouched over on the couch like I had just passed out sitting up. I've found myself in this precarious position more and more often.

I remembered reading about psychic or high-technology attacks and even recall Bill Ryan saying something similar happened to him. When he was in a discussion, late night off the record, with one of the older interviewees, Bill Deagle perhaps? On this occasion I remember Kerry not witnessing it as she had already gone to bed. Bill was under the impression he was about to have very secret info revealed to him?

It was when we met with Jake Simpson. Full story here:

http://projectcamelot.org/jake_simpson.html

(And welcome, by the way...!)

[Adi]

I remember getting groggy and fighting my lids all the while thinking I've stumbled onto something profound. I awoke sort of slouched over on the couch like I had just passed out sitting up. I've found myself in this precarious position more and more often.

I remembered reading about psychic or high-technology attacks and even recall Bill Ryan saying something similar happened to him. When he was in a discussion, late night off the record, with one of the older interviewees, Bill Deagle perhaps? On this occasion I remember Kerry not witnessing it as she had already gone to bed. Bill was under the impression he was about to have very secret info revealed to him?

It was when we met with Jake Simpson. Full story here:

http://projectcamelot.org/jake_simpson.html

(And welcome, by the way...!)


Bill, if you were put under hypnotic regression, do you think you may recall some of that highly sensitive information that Jake Simpson may have said to you, that was interfered with, on that occasion?

Adi

[GrnEggsNHam]

I remember getting groggy and fighting my lids all the while thinking I've stumbled onto something profound. I awoke sort of slouched over on the couch like I had just passed out sitting up. I've found myself in this precarious position more and more often.

I remembered reading about psychic or high-technology attacks and even recall Bill Ryan saying something similar happened to him. When he was in a discussion, late night off the record, with one of the older interviewees, Bill Deagle perhaps? On this occasion I remember Kerry not witnessing it as she had already gone to bed. Bill was under the impression he was about to have very secret info revealed to him?

It was when we met with Jake Simpson. Full story here:

http://projectcamelot.org/jake_simpson.html

(And welcome, by the way...!)

Ah, much of what he says resonates with me. Probably why that little snippet stuck in my head. I've had the feeling of being surveilled for a long(since age 7 or 8 probably, I had visions of cameras behind my bathroom mirrors, things like that) time and I now believe it's been all my life. I wish I were as audacious as I have become, because I would've smashed those mirrors on my hunch alone.

As a child I frequently had dreams involving extreme torture as though I were experiencing it. I learned in these dreams that I can to some degree control the pain and have had massive endurance for pain ever since. While others might say something hurts, like a hernia for instance, I can ignore. I've had 2 hernias I believe they are both inguinal but I was very young when they were diagnosed. The first was when I was a toddler, or so I'm told, and I have a large scar on the right side of my groin to show it. The 2nd was found by a doctor when I went in for a standard physical(age 10?) but he said since it didn't bother me we didn't need to have the surgery. Well approximately 17 years later here I am with the same hernia(I can feel it if I press there, and if I relax the muscles I can diminish the amount that is pinched, if it does get worse). Oh and now that I've moved a bit and seen a few different Quacks it's fun to inspect the look on their face when I tell them. Perhaps the next new one I visit I will let him find it for himself :becky:. This is having a high threshold for pain and I believe it's not a coincidence that I can endure so much more of it than my peers.

As an example last year I was 100% certain I had a foreign body in my right ear lobe. To my extreme paranoia a tracking device of sorts. If you take your ear lobe in between your thumb and forefinger you could press and feel a tiny like grain of sand sized hard object in there. I can't ever remember this being there prior to 3 years ago. Well of course I kept pressing on it and basically agitating the area lol. Eventually it got infected or something happened within my ear because it started to grow. At this point I'm ready to cut it out(indeed I do somewhat) and attempt to but my partner found me and stopped it. Instead of cutting it out I drained it of all the white blood cells(puss) that packed in there, which is why it grew.

Anyways the spec is still in my ear lobe and has not grown again and I've stopped messing with it. I have not changed my beliefs about it but I realize that if indeed this was implanted there, then I do not have the power at this time to be-rid myself of this surveillance. If it does indeed exist. This ties in more powerfully in my mind because I'm aware of other events that have taken place to make me think this way.

For instance I believe this "spec" was placed in my ear after an auto accident I had while joy riding. The event basically involves my vehicle a curb and a tree. The vehicle was totaled while I was unscathed save from a scratch under my right eye. This is the 2nd auto accident where my vehicle was totaled while I was left unharmed. The first time I was not "awake" or "aware" and never thought about it. The 2nd time I had a profound feeling that I was "saved" and the positioning of my vehicle was diverted so that the passenger side struck the tree instead of mine. I still have the car and perhaps I will take a picture so you will understand why. On the front left side above the wheel there are some very interesting indentations left by what seems to be a hand... My hand if I am correct in my theory. I will try and remember to go over to it and snap a photo before I head inside this evening. Of course one with my hand and one with it placed in the grooves of the indentations.

It's exhilarating streaming these thoughts out for once. I have never mentioned the above about my hand and the car to anyone. I shall return tomorrow with pictures.

[Limor Wolf]

Hello GrnEggsNHam, Welcome to Avalon and thank you for sharing your experience. it is always interesting to find that some of those are similiar to other people's experience, for example, I know what you are talking about when describing the 'small grain' in your right ear lobe, I had a similiar one for many years in my right ear, I was constantly rubbing it, finally, I decided that I must get it out somehow, I had constant thoughts about going to the doctor and having an x-ray,a few days later it wasn't there.

Beautiful and interesting poem,do you have any idea what the 'rose' symbilizes?

[GrnEggsNHam]

Beautiful and interesting poem,do you have any idea what the 'rose' symbilizes?

I think if I tried I could find several. But, that won't really do us any good now will it?

I think the purpose of those lines and my posting them(I've since shared my poem further) here was to wake me up and perhaps some others. I always knew things were a muck in this world of ours. I could just never accept the fact that my free will had been tampered with. I always perpetuated the false truth that my thoughts were solely mine.

It's these actions we've been programmed to do and comply with. Like killing the Rose only to watch it wither away slowly. This is termed "beautiful" by our programming and is associated with "Love". Now it's obvious why they wanted to associate "Love" in this way. What better way to program a populous to murder than for "Love?" When I say murder I mean killing without remorse. People can be made to kill, in fact they have been ordered to kill, and yes some have done it. But they are not murderers and they are damaged by these actions.

They don't want an army of bees who die after they've stung. They want wasps who can sting and sting and sting ad nauseum.

:wizard:
The more I look at these the more I see myself as too skeptical. But, if it's one thing I've learned here it's that nothing should be discarded entirely without thought. Here are the aforementioned pictures of the driver side fender on the car from my 2nd accident.

I didn't think about this but in the photos I used my left hand. I am right handed and if indeed it was my hand that fit here then it would logically be my right.

http://i.imgur.com/bylsY.jpg (http://imgur.com/bylsY)

http://i.imgur.com/shacD.jpg (http://imgur.com/shacD)

http://i.imgur.com/aU9nv.jpg (http://imgur.com/aU9nv)

http://i.imgur.com/ON4MJ.jpg (http://imgur.com/ON4MJ)