MUSIC AND MIND CONTROL
The use of music as an aid to programming, which forms a significant
aspect of the operation experienced first hand by "Mr. Coffee" and
described in his account reprinted directly following this section, has
been consistently commented on by certain researchers, including Preston
Nichols. Music provides access to the deeper, subconscious, emotional,
nonlinear/logical portions of the psyche. As shown so clearly by
"psychedelic" pioneers Tim Leary and Richard Alpert in their
government-sponsored LSD research (some which occurred at Montauk
AFS)--"set and setting" are crucial in determining the impact and
outcome of an LSD trip...and a mind programming operation. Music, as an
especially emotional art form, could be utilized very effectively
(albeit diabolically!) to assist in amplifying, intensifying and
boosting the impact of certain programming operations and experiences.

In addition, certain triggers can be activated by the music previously
used during programming.

There is information put forward by people like "Sue Ellen" above and
others indicating that certain music stars are being
trained/programmed/groomed/mind controlled, so that in their roles as
mass entertainers they are fulfilling a certain function in the general
mind controlled new world order of things, and that there are very
likely entrainment frequencies and subliminal commands and such embedded
within the sound tracks: certainly in the case of country music the
overall tone of the lyrics of many country songs is undeniably "down"
and puts forth an ultimately depressing view of things. So many of these
songs are about serious emotional distress, failed relationships and
similar topics.

Technically and even artistically, the level of musicianship,
proficiency, etc. could be quite high and the music could "sound good"
but there could be specific signals/frequencies mixed in later, perhaps
unbeknownst to the performing artists, which reinforce an element of the
lyric content or even communicate some other "message". Even subliminal
vocal tracks could be used in this way. Much "heavy metal" and rap music
overtly exhibits extraordinary levels of negativity, hatred and
descriptions of violence in their lyrics, the destructive impact of
which could all easily be supplemented with a hefty dose of subliminal
images, commands and the like.

My thought is this. One concept which could be getting inserted into
country and other pop music by these and various other methods might be
this: to abuse (physically, sexually, emotionally) or neglect
children--resulting in them ending up under the control the government;
or to directly "turn them over to the government" in any number of other
ways, and/or assist the government in gaining access to and control over
children so that the government can (have means and opportunity to)
subject them to psychosexually abusive mind control programming, so they
can serve certain purposes as agents of the government. If kids are
abused at home, and/or families are in fact being subliminally
encouraged in many ways through manipulation of mass media to literally
disintegrate, then more and more kids have been and will be ending up
either in some sort of government custody or on the streets, where they
become fair game for the picking; particularly by organized crime, which
as I noted in my first report, is strongly inplicated in the procurement
of young people by any number of means, for covert government agencies
to utilize in their unconscionable, inhuman and unconstitutional operations.

This is the sort of social engineering that is apparently
occurring--molding and shaping of consciousness and social reality
through covert (and evil) manipulation of mass communication such as the
press and the news media, television, entertainment. movies, music, and
so on. Additionally there are the technologies developed in the Montauk
Project by which our very thoughts and even psychic-level experiences
can be interfered with, tweaked, twisted and controlled.

I received an email on the subject of music as utilized in mind control
operations, which read in part as follows:
"With the advances in technology since Dick Sutphen's book The Battle
For Your Mind first came out, is it still impossible to reduce various
frequencies to detect the subliminals when they are psycho-acoustically
modified and synthesized so that they are projected in the same chord
and frequency as the music?"

Though I'm unfamiliar with the book mentioned above, the topic is
certainly intriguing. Here's my response to the question, based upon my
admittedly limited familiarity with the nuts and bolts of such operations.
Certain people connected to the Montauk Project have made repeated
references to the way popular entertainment--in particular music--has
been and is being utilized as an aid to EM/RF mind control programming,
either directed towards a population as a whole or towards smaller
groups or individuals.

Preston Nichols has relayed information about some of the more esoteric
technologies which utilize music as a medium for dissemination. He
referred to what he calls a "quantum" waveform of some kind which is not
in either the audio or electromagnetic wave spectrum, and which can
transmit extensive amounts of information. This quantum information
signal apparently interacts with certain levels of consciousness and
awareness: there is no commonly available technology at this time with
which the information can be decoded.

One point made by Nichols which I, as a musician, found intriguing is
that the equipment used in implementing this quantum information wave is
highly dependent upon vacuum tubes, as much of the Montauk Project
technology has been in general, although transistors are utilized to
some extent. Interesting that many electric musicians, especially
guitarists, have adamantly withstood the tidal wave of solid state
technology when it comes to instrument amplifiers: as many rock fans
know, most electric guitarists, bassists, miked vocalists and other
musicians swear by the vast superiority of the tonal qualities of vacuum
tube amps and the ability of such equipment to convey a far greater
range of subtle nuances of feeling that transistor amps.

Nichols indicated to me that a substantial amount of popular music
during the 1960s, 70s, 80s and of course now has been utilized in
service of a covert (of course!) MK agenda using various methods and
technologies, and as I've pointed out, similar charges have been made by
a number of other people (Nichols worked as a sound recording engineer
before going to work at Brookhaven Labs around 1970).

More detailed and technical information was conveyed to me about this
entire matter but to be honest the technical part is a bit over my head.
I am a bit weak in radio electronics as well as quantum physics,
relativity and the unified field theory.

I have been extremely intrigued by the statements made by Nichols and
others about music being utilized for mind control purposes but remain
somewhat unclear about how this is actually accomplished technically.
Then of course questions such as those posed by Mr. Hart above have
crossed my mind as well--that is, how can the subliminal psychoacoustic
frequencies, quantum information waves and other embedded data be
isolated, deciphered, etc.


MIND CONTROL VICTIMS--PERSONAL TESTIMONY
Certainly one of the most astonishing accounts from a victim/survivor of
an intensive mind control programming operation to have ever come my way
is this one; emailed to me in late 1997 by an individual who gave me a
brief autobiography which described how he had been picked at the age of
ten, through the "auspices" of the "Silva Mind Control Program", to be
an unwitting candidate for the "MK-ULTRA/Montauk/Ewen Cameron School of
Mind Control" (I think I made that last one up!), which commenced in
earnest when he entered college at Rochester NY.

Continually monitored by military agents who had tracked the fellow
throughout high school, my contact was given the full complement of
Montauk type programming after he entered college, and he subsequently
worked for his programmers in an altered state of mind as a slavelike
agent. Among other horrors, he has had recalls of assassinating targeted
subjects.

Here's the real grabber--this fellow has pieced together solid evidence
(including recovered computer text files detailing this particular MK
method) showing that music was used as a major aspect of a CIA covert
mind-programming technology/system, as a means of substantially
strengthening the emotional components of psyche and personality and
"enlisting" these aspects for the programmed "cause". This translates
into a much more intense "commitment" and connection to the program on
the part of mind controlled agents. This same music, perhaps with
encoded subliminals as well, is used to activate the previously embedded
program in the agent.

An incredible and terrifying story--and, the dates of his major
involvement which this fellow recalls coincide exactly with information
from Preston Nichols regarding a very recent phase of the Montauk
project, from 1988-1992.

This man was most recently an operative in the southeastern U.S.;
however, that is where his "handler" made some major errors in
"handling" my contact, which resulted in substantial and traumatic
memory breakthroughs, a breakdown in the mind control program in his
case and my contact's disconnection from the operation. (Naturally
though, severe harassment and vicious threats have followed him almost
continually since).

Preston Nichols has reported that after the departure of the Montauk
Project's mind control crew from the Montauk underground installation
roughly the end of 1992, the Project was somewhat at loose ends for a
couple of years but the directors then regrouped and ensconced
themselves in the Atlanta Georgia area at Robins Air Force Base.

I had occasion to meet this man, whom I will call "Mr. Coffee" (a
pseudonym), in person during my trip to Long Island in the summer of
1998, which has been recounted above in this report. I found him in some
degree to be not what I expected; certain elements of the type of
programming he has been subjected to--what might be called a fearless,
kamikaze-type warrior with total confidence seem to have leaked through
in to his everyday personality. Coffee indicated to me and Nichols that
he (Coffee) may very well still be utilized while in an alternate state
of mind for various covert operations by intelligence/military agencies.
He attested to feeling bizarrely affected by the energy particularly at
Camp Hero but also in the village of Montauk.

Here is what Coffee had to say.
"Dear Sir:
"I believe that I was/am the subject of some horrific government mind
control experiments. I believe that the government "selected" me at a
very young age, watched me develop as a young man, and then when the
time was right forced me into their "mind control project". My memories
of these events were all but nonexistent until recently, when a single
event triggered a massive flood of memories which started to all come
back to me. To be honest the whole experience has left me quite shaken
as well as quite scared. But mostly confused.

"It all started when I was 10 years old. My mother enrolled me in a mind
control course called "the Silva Mind Control Method". It is sort of a
self hypnosis course where you learn to dive down into the different
levels of your mind. You learn things like how to heal your body with
your mind, relaxation techniques, ways to focus your concentration, and
melt spoons with your mind (things like that). You may have heard of it?
Anyway, while in the course we learned to go to our "level" (a relaxed
state of mind which is the basis of the Silva method). I was extremely
good at all of the things we were doing for some reason right from the
start. The instructor... was praising me like I was god's next gift to
mankind. Telling me that I was the greatest student he has ever seen
etc. etc.

"This is where it all starts: during one of the breaks (about six weeks
into the course) the instructor asks me to go outside to meet some of
his "friends". I go outside with him (and let me tell you, when you are
10 years old and you are in a class room for two hours at a time on your
Saturdays and Sundays for eight straight weeks you ABSOLUTELY live for
your 15 minute breaks) so needless to say I was not very interested in
wasting my "break time" talking to whoever these people were. We go out
the double doors and there are two men waiting to talk to me. THEY BOTH
WERE WEARING MILITARY UNIFORMS, one was wearing army green, and the
other was in blue (possible Air Force but I cant be sure). The
instructor states to the men "this is the kid" and they make some small
talk. To be honest I really didn't pay much attention to them ( I was
looking at the other kids on the play ground and wondering why the hell
I'm over here and not over there). But here's the main point; The man in
green bends down on one knee and says to me "I hear you have some very
special abilities" and I said "I do"? He stands back up and speaks to
the instructor some more, then kneels back down and says "It was very
nice meeting you, YOU KNOW YOUR GOING TO WORK FOR ME SOME DAY!" As a 10
year old you don't quite grasp what is really going on and I remember
laughing and telling him that I didn't quite understand, but it was nice
meeting him, and I ran off to the play ground. But when I looked back,
the three adult were still standing there looking at me, talking about
me, and sizing me up.

"That was the only time that I actually spoke to those men for years,
but what happens next is very odd. Growing up my parents were fighting
all the time and they finally got divorced. So what did I do, I used
sports as my escape. All I focused on was sports, I would leave the
house and go down to the field or into the backyard and practice, and
practice, and practice my soccer skills. As a result of this I became
extremely good, so good you would not believe me (I just seemed to have
a knack for it). I didn't think about doing it, I just did it. It was
like it was mind over matter.

"It's funny because honestly I could do things that were so unbelievable
on the soccer field. You have to see it to believe it. Here is how; I
honestly didn't know any better. I didn't know that I wasn't supposed to
be able to do that, just take the ball down the field by yourself and
score EVERY TIME! But in my mind, I could do it, so I did it in real
life EVERY TIME. When the opposing teams coaches asked how old I was,
when I told them the didn't believe me, after the games were over they
would thank me for not running up the score and humiliating "their
boys". That how good I was and I do have video tapes of the games to
prove it!

"Here is the thing, and I didn't put it together at the time. When you
go to any children's sporting event you see all of the parents. They are
usually are dressed casually and usually bring a folding chair and sit
around and watch the game and gossip with the other parents etc. etc..
I REMEMBER looking around at all the parents. I REMEMBER noticing TWO
GUYS IN MILITARY UNIFORMS FREQUENTLY AT MY GAMES. ONE IN GREEN AND ONE
IN BLUE. I remember this specially because they stuck out like sore
thumbs, and I specifically remember this because I was thinking "I
wonder whose fathers are they?" They looked familiar from when I was 10
years old but I just could not put my finger on it.

"I remember seeing the same two guys all through my high school sporting
events. Whether it was football, basketball, or track. At the county
track meet, during some football games etc. (I can rattle off 5 or 6
different examples).

"Imagine how effective would an assassin or an agent be if in his mind,
through hypnosis, he truly had no fear. If in his mind, through
hypnosis, he truly believed that he could do superhuman things. Things
like jumping off a 3 story roof and land without injury, just as if he
was jumping a foot stool. If in his mind, through hypnosis, he truly
believes he possesses superhuman strength and can turn his bodes
adrenaline glands on and off like a faucet. These are just some of the
experiments they conducted on me in an effort to make me the "perfect
weapon" or the "perfect killing machine".

"When it came time for me to go to college is when strange things
started happening. I was a "Blue chip" athlete, and was recruited
heavily as an A-rated football player by most of the major universities.
By the end of my senior year in high school the decision as to what
school to attend was narrowed down to 2 or 3 schools.

"Mysteriously, in the mail I received a letter which stated I had an
appointment to have my physical taken for admittance to attend West
Point. I didn't think much about it and the physical date came and went.
Another letter arrives stating that I was "Rescheduled" FOR ANOTHER
physical at West Point. The physical date also comes and goes. Again, I
didn't think too much about it. Then I get a phone call from someone in
the military, I don't remember his name but I think he said he was major
something or other. Anyway, he asks me why I didn't go to the physicals,
and I told him that 1st of all I wasn't the least interested in a
military career because my father was in the military and it just wasn't
my "bag". Secondly my father graduated from Annapolis and if I went to
West Point he would disown me. About a week later I get a THIRD letter.
This one mysteriously now states that I now have an appointment to have
my physical taken to attend Annapolis.

"The thing is I never spoke to anyone about attending either West Point
or Annapolis. I never spoke to any football coaches, I never discussed
it with my parents, I spoke to NO ONE about applying to ANY military
academy!

"I did some research about the process in which one must to go through
to enter either academy. Let me tell you that the physical is about the
third screen they use to weed out unqualified candidates. These screens
include either a presidential or a congressional nomination (I could
have gotten one due to the fact that my father attended Annapolis but
since neither of us even approached the subject it really makes you
wonder what the Hell is going on). In addition to this I was extremely
underqualified since neither my grades NOR my SAT scores were EVEN CLOSE
to the levels expected by the academies by their applicants.

"So how did I get THREE physicals scheduled to enter the military's most
distinctive schools WITHOUT EVER APPLYING. Someone wanted me to be in
the military very badly, and I still have all the letters "requesting"
my presence at the academies for my physicals to prove it!

"By a rather odd set of events I end up going to a college I had never
heard of before called the University of Rochester located in UPSTATE
NEW YORK right between Buffalo and Syracuse. I attended the University
from 1988-1992.

"This is when they took me into their program. I CAN GO THROUGH ANOTHER
15 PAGES EXPLAINING EVERY DETAIL; OF HOW, WHEN AND WHY THEY HYPNOTIZED
ME, HOW THEY WOULD TAKE ME IN THE NIGHT, THE LABS, THE EXPERIMENTS,
EVERYTHING!

"This was a "Black Book Operation", these men were not exactly in the
military but some sort of a private group, operating from groups within
groups. You see I was so far gone and under their control because for
some reason mind adhered to their "suggestions" extremely well, like
nothing they had ever seen. Anything they told me to do while I was in
this state of mind I could do.

"The experiments were all under hypnosis, and were initially designed to
test how far the human could be pushed. Things like the limits of human
strength. While under hypnosis they would tell me to imagine that my arm
was a hydraulic press with unlimited power, they then would place
objects in my hand and tell me to crush them and I could. Another
favorite was to test the limits of human pain tolerances. For this
experiment they would tell me to "turn off my nerves"; "you are in a
warm and safe place, you feel nothing and have NO pain". As you can
imagine they had many different varieties of this test. They controlled
me like I was a robot or something, and I remember standing and walking
with "tunnel vision". I had no control of myself at all. I remember
having to give demonstrations of my abilities so they could get the
funding needed to continue with the project.

"I remember, being in a field, it was dusk, and I demonstrated my
abilities and the showed the things I could do. There were 6 to 8 men
there one of them dressed in a suit was either a senator or a
congressmen and after he saw the things I could do he said "JESUS CHRIST
-- If I didn't see that with my own eyes I wouldn't have believed it
possible. ANYTHING YOU NEED YOU GOT IT!".

"The main focus quickly turned from doing simple tests on me to
developing me as a killing machine, a military weapon, and they trained
me as an assassin. I have memories of killing several people and
executing several "Missions".

"My code name they called me by was "The Rhino" and I believe I killed
several people between 1988 and 1992.

"To be honest with you this letter should have only taken me a day or
two to write but I have been working on this for over three weeks now. I
am not going into great detail about most of my experiences and the
really painful memories. Every time I start thinking about these events
my stomach turns and I become nauseous. I must ask you to please forgive
me, if any of this is unclear or doesn't flow smoothly I'm sorry but I'm
trying my best, but it is very difficult and painful to remember and
write all this down.

"I graduate from college and I move down South. In my apartment complex,
this guy introduces himself to me at the pool and we become good
friends. At this time I have no memories of all these events so I didn't
put the following together until later. The guys name is Aaron and he is
down South to get his masters degree in PSYCHOLOGY. Coincidentally he is
also from Rochester NY. He becomes my best friend and about a year goes
by. When we would go out drinking or be at parties Aaron would brag
about being able to hypnotize people without them even knowing it and
how he could just "fuck" with peoples' minds. I never thought much about
it because he was my best friend. I get my first job with a major
corporation. Three hundred and sixty resumes for 1 spot and I got the
job. So naturally I was very excited and told all my friends. The job
involved traveling all around the Southeast every week (being gone
Tuesday through Friday, on the road, every week).

"The job didn't start until late August and it was early July so I had
some time on my hands. About two weeks after I told Aaron that I had
gotten the job he calls me and asks me to come over (as he was my best
friend I would go over to his place all the time so I thought absolutely
nothing about it). I get to his apartment and we bullshit for about an
hour, and he tells me out of the blue that "some people are concerned
about your new job" and I said "what the fuck are you talking about" and
he said "the fact that we won't know where you are during the week"; and
I was just utterly confused and extremely pissed off (I still had no
memory of any of the events mentioned earlier) and I said "What the hell
are you talking about? Who is concerned? What business is it of theirs
anyway? Who? I don't understand?" He let it go. What happened next he
did not let go.

"I had all this time on my hands and I was very nervous because I had to
go to Buffalo for three weeks of training. I was 24 years old and this
was my first "real job" with a company car, expense account and
everything. Ever since I was very young I stuttered severely when I
spoke. The thing is I knew it was all in my mind, because when I was
alone I could speak very fluently, but when I had to speak to anyone,
read aloud or, heaven forbid, speak to a group of people my entire
throat would just "lock up" and I could not speak word one. This was a
serious problem for me and needless to say I was tormented as a child.
But anyway I decided that this was my first real job and if I wanted to
get anywhere in life that I will not let this stop me and it must be
fixed and now is the time. I had never been to a hypnotherapist before
but for some reason I really believed in the power of hypnotism, and I
really thought that this along with my Silva mind control could really
help me. So I open the yellow pages and pick out a hypnotherapist. In
the ad the hypnotherapist claimed to be able to cure many different
ailments within a few sessions, stuttering was one of them so I called
and made an appointment.

"I proceed to go into the appointment talk to the Doctor and explain how
I think my problem is all in my mind. He states that my conclusions are
"very interesting", and he puts me under. When I opened my eyes the
doctor's face was white as a ghost and he is sweating bullets, there are
now two assistants in the room and they have the same horrific look on
their faces. The doctor in a trembling voice asks me "DID YOU KNOW YOU
HAVE SOME KIND OF A GOVERNMENT MEMORY CAP IN YOUR MIND"? I said "no,
what are you talking about?" He is still sweating profusely, and I ask
him what was going on. He would not discuss it but he said wanted to see
me tomorrow.

"I go to pay for the session in the lobby and I ask the assistant "what
happened in there?" At first she would not tell me but I finally got it
out of her. She said that I absolutely FREAKED OUT and I was absolutely
screaming uncontrollably. She also stated that in her 15 years with this
doctor she had never seen anything like it. She said the doctor tried
for 15 minutes to put the cap back on and I would not let him, they had
to get three other people to hold me down and finally he got control of
the situation again. This is on a Tuesday, the doctor wanted to see me
the next day but he was booked through Friday, the assistant made room
for me to see him on Thursday.

"I leave very confused, still having no clear memories of any of the
government experiments. The thing is I go home and what do I do, I go
right over to my best friends apartment (Aaron) and tell him the whole
story about the hypnotherapist and the memory cap. He starts to FREAK
OUT, you went to a hypnotherapist WHEN? And let me tell you he was
PISSED! I remember being very confused because I didn't still didn't
make the connection. I remember going into his apartment, telling him
what happened, he gets very angry, but after that there was "lost time."
It was between 3:00 and 4:00 o'clock in the afternoon when I went over
there. I remember this because there were soap operas on the television
when I was initially telling him my story; when I left Jeopardy was on
and it was becoming dusk. It was about 7:30 on the evening. I leave his
apartment and go home, I found myself sort of wondering what happened?
At home I empty my pockets on the table (change, keys etc..) and I have
the receipt from the hypnotherapist. "Oh yea" I say I'm supposed to see
him on Thursday, but I couldn't remember anything else.

"I go back Thursday AND THE DOCTOR IS NO LONGER THERE! I MEAN HIS NAME
IS SCRATCHED OFF THE DOOR HE IS GONE, VANISHED, I MEAN IT WAS LIKE HE
HAD NEVER BEEN THERE. There were four or five doctors sharing the same
office and there was simply a space where his name had been. I go in and
ask the receptionist where is doctor so and so, as hard as I try I just
cannot remember his name, but I can find my way back to where his office
was. I ASK THE RECEPTIONIST WHAT IS GOING ON AND SHE TELLS ME TO PLEASE
LEAVE AND DO NOT COME BACK. I ask about the doctor, she closes the
receptionists window turns her back to me and walks away.

"I go home, even more confused, Aaron calls me that night to come over,
I go, again not thinking anything about it. This is where all hell
breaks loose. I go to his apartment and we are sitting down talking as
usual. From the back bedroom six or seven men come out! The same two
military officers I had seen all along from my childhood and at the
University of Rochester (one in green and one in blue). The other men
were dressed in black. The instant I saw these men I began to remember,
my instinct tells me to run but I was taken totally by surprise. The men
in black leap over the couch, grab and hold me. They pinned me against
the back of the couch, I had no leverage to plant my feet and try get
up. They start to laugh and say things like "this guy isn't so tough"
and "that was easy".

"I remember looking at Aaron with a look of betrayal: he could not look
at me. The military officer in green says "do you have any idea how much
trouble you've been, we should have killed you a long time ago"; he asks
Aaron "is he going to remember any of this?" Aaron answers no. He
proceeds to punch me in the face. I am struggling to get up but I just
could not move, Aaron then takes over.

"Aaron then says the "magic word" and instantly I cannot move, he tells
me how relaxed I feel how I feel warm and safe I feel, how I am in a
"happy place".

"This is where things start getting a little crazy. What he did to me, I
remember, he somehow locked me away in my own mind creating multiple
personalities. I remember fighting him for control in my mind. He said
that I will do what I tell you to do. He said the walls are closing in
and you cannot fight it, in my mind I of course pictured the walls
closing in. On his instruction the walls closed in until I was inside a
"vacuum sealed steel coffin", I could not fight it and I could not move.
He then said you are being sent to a place in your mind where you will
never be found, at this point I start screaming "no no no". After he
sent me to a place where "no one will ever find you", he instructed that
"a steel plate the size of ten football fields and 10 feet thick is
crashing down upon you" and he said "here it comes, and there is no
escape". I remember screaming again as he says "boooom". Here comes
another one, "boooom", and he proceeded to do this five or six more
times. I am screaming during all of this.

"The hypnotherapist had pulled me out of it; two days later the
hypnotherapist has disappeared and Aaron locks the "monster" away again,
with new doors and in a new place. The monster who claims to be the real
me who is even now locked away somewhere in my mind? This concept is
very scary and confusing but these are my memories.

"This all took place in the summer of 1994. After that I couldn't
remember any of these events, and Aaron continued to be my "best
friend". Over the next two years I would go over to Aaron's apartment
and hang out. I remember a lot of missing time, watching a movie and all
of a sudden I would be watching a different movie and it is 2:00 in the
morning. Sometime he would get up and lock the door when it is only the
two of us and we were both about 6 foot tall and 230 pounds with
bodybuilder physiques living in a very quiet and secure apartment
complex. So I began to wonder about these events and I would ask him
"why do you sometimes lock the door" and he would never answer me.
"There is much more to the story--how I broke free, where I am today,
are they still watching me? It's funny because I play these events over
and over again in my mind. Government experiments, multiple
personalities, hypnosis. The thought that the United States Government
assigned someone to "watch" me for years sounds kind of crazy. The thing
is, as I was sitting here typing on my computer and writing this letter,
I remembered that Aaron used to come over and use my computer for some
of his "theories" and "projects". When we were "best friends" I never
thought much about it.

"But LOOK what I found on my computer. Here is the first page of a 10
page document that is one of his theories on how the human mind operates
which he submitted to be published."
--Mr. Coffee