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The contemporary Psikchushka – NDD1 and hidden video cameras against dissidence
There is equipment, available now that we can not protect our selves from. And an amazing thing about this equipment is that it is available to everyone in this room. I don't quite understand the philosophy of making pain-feel generators. And another device is called NDD1 which is as those duds call it, electromagnetic pulse system which affects our cerebral cortex and stops logical thought. You couldn't balance even for your check book, if those things are turned on, nor you can think to turn it off.
[17'58'', Youtube video, Cathy O'Brien_Ex-Illuminati Mind Control Victim [360], www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvEBmEo4IA0]
 

NDD1 device - Robotic Mind Control - Mark Phillips

www.youtube.com/watch?v=B8EKkOkwF_w

 
Psikhushka (Russian: психу́шка; [pʲsʲɪˈxuʂkə]) is a Russian ironic diminutive for psychiatric hospital.[1] In Russia, the word entered everyday vocabulary.[2] This word has been occasionally used in English, since the Soviet dissident movement and diaspora community the West used the term. In the Soviet Union, psychiatric hospitals were often used by the authorities as prisons, in order to isolate political prisoners from the rest of society, discredit their ideas, and break them physically and mentally. As such, psikhushkas were considered a form of torture.[3] The official explanation was that no sane person would be against socialism.[4]
Psikhushkas were already in use by the end of the 1940s (see Alexander Esenin-Volpin), continuing into the Khrushchev Thaw period of the 1960s. On April 29, 1969, the head of the KGB, Yuri Andropov submitted to the Central Committee of CPSU a plan for the creation of a network of psikhushkas.[5]
The official Soviet psychiatric science came up with the definition of sluggish schizophrenia, a special form of the illness that supposedly affects only the person's social behavior, with no trace on other traits: "most frequently, ideas about a struggle for truth and justice are formed by personalities with a paranoid structure," according to the Moscow Serbsky Institute professors (a quote [6] from Vladimir Bukovsky's archives). Some of them had high rank in the MVD, such as the infamous Daniil Luntz, who was characterized by Viktor Nekipelov as "no better than the criminal doctors who performed inhuman experiments on the prisoners in Nazi concentration camps".[6]
The sane individuals who were diagnosed as mentally ill were sent either to a regular psychiatric hospitals or, those deemed particularly dangerous, to special ones, run directly by the MVD. The treatment included various forms of restraint, electric shocks, a range of drugs (such as narcotics, tranquilizers, and insulin) that cause long lasting side effects, and sometimes involved beatings. Nekipelov describes inhumane uses of medical procedures such as lumbar punctures.
Notable political prisoners of psikhushkas include poet Joseph Brodsky, dissidents Leonid Plyushch, Vladimir Bukovsky, Natalya Gorbanevskaya, Alexander Esenin-Volpin, Pyotr Grigorenko, Zhores Medvedev, Viktor Nekipelov, Valeriya Novodvorskaya, Natan Sharansky, Andrei Sinyavsky, and Anatoly Koryagin, politician Konstantin Päts, and whistle blower Larisa Arap.
 
Our great nation and essentially the whole world lost one of humanity’s true heroes, Mark Phillips, September 6, 2017.
Mark Phillips was an extraordinary man of integrity who refused to tolerate criminal activity he witnessed while a US Government Intelligence insider.
 
Experimental Laboratory
Dad repeatedly drove me to a large, red brick building in the Reading area, telling me that his work there was connected to his work at Western Electric.
The multi-story building housed at least one upper-floor scientific laboratory, where Dad and other men wore white lab coats. In that laboratory, he experimented on white rats and guinea pigs that they kept in large aquariums atop long counters. Whenever I went there with him, Dad told me I was his guinea pig. I believed him. We entered the lab through a guarded door with a rubber seal that whooshed when it slid open. We walked along a short encased corridor, then through another
whooshing door, into the lab. The scientists in it seemed to perform chemical experiments. This may explain why Dad was involved-after all; he bragged that was a mechanical, electrical and chemical engineer.
One afternoon in that big lab, Dad forced me to stand and watch a Caucasian, blond, clean-cut man standing inside a glass-fronted, small, sealed room. As I stared, the man's skin turned red as a lobster. Because I didn't see what happened to him after that, I believed Dad when he said that he'd died from radiation.
Basic Programming
That horrible experience generated a series of nightmares that I've never forgotten. In them, the blond, red-skinned radiation monster chased me up and down the streets of Reading because I'd watched him die and had done nothing to save him.
After that incident, some of the lab scientists conspired to play a trick on me. One of the white-coated men would look agitated and yell that the radiation monster was on the loose: "Run for your life; he's coming!" Each time, I left through the sealed corridor, then quickly ran down several open flights of metal stairs, and then out past a solid door where, just
beyond, Dad usually parked the car. Then Dad inevitably exited and drove me home, using back roads to confuse me about the lab's where- abouts. As usual, by the time I returned home, I'd completely blocked out
having been to that building. That same evening, Dad would force me to watch the weekly Outer Limits sci-fi television show. Sometimes it was about a lab-created monster. Although I always cried and begged him not to make me watch
the program, he didn't relent. I was so terrified of the radio frequency sounds signaling the beginning of each show that professional handlers played them over the phone when I was an adult, to put me into a controllable trance-state.
Chain Programming
At home, Dad-the-engineer drew flowcharts of my "systems" of alter- states, leaving them on his easel in our upstairs screened-in porch. Because he drew the systems in code, only he and some of my alter- states understood what the charts represented. Those parts believed him when he told them he knew me better than I knew myself. Although non-traumatic hypnosis could have effectively been used to control my mind, Dad clearly preferred using trauma-based programming to split it. To create a new system (group) of alter-states, he first triggered (called out) a primary alter-state that he'd previously created. When that
alter-state emerged, he traumatized that alter-state, sometimes using electricity, until that part couldn't take any more pain. That part "went under," leaving another part of my mind conscious to endure the next trauma. Dad called this technique chain programming. He traumatized one alter-state after another, verbally assigning each one an individualized
Unshackled
code name, until I stopped functioning altogether. When that happened, he knew he'd gone as far as he could. He'd start the next session on another day, again calling out a primary alter- state and then traumatizing that part to create another succession of linked alter-states and personality fragments. Somehow, Dad knew that if a trauma was familiar, a previously conscious part would emerge that had coped with that type of trauma before. The only way he could create new alter-states and personality fragments was to expose me to traumas that I hadn't yet learned how to cope with. Using this technique, Dad eventually created over a thousand alter-states and personality fragments in my shattered mind. He assigned each one a code name that was later used by him and other professional handlers to trigger them back out into consciousness. He also took me to spend time with other adults, allegedly working for the CIA, who used more sophisticated techniques to program and train many of these alter-states.
Some of those professional trainers taught me how to use various deadly weapons. They especially used repetition to condition the split-off parts of my mind to respond so automatically while using those weapons, that during ops I used them without even thinking-similar to driving a car without thinking about how to do it. Not having to think about how to hold and aim a weapon probably saved my life many times, because even a second or two of extra response time could have easily led to my death. I had the bad luck of being raised by a father who enjoyed hurting and terrorizing me and other child victims. He was a sociopath with no moral brakes. He often boasted that the sky was the limit as to what he could do to children's minds. He repeatedly told me I was his prototype, and explained if a technique worked with me, he'd use it later on other children.
How could any group of adults torture and brutalize innocent children for years? I'm not sure I have an answer, because that reality is still so horrific to me. Nonetheless, some do enjoy it. The following is a childhood memory about a professionally run programming facility that I and other children were taken to, mostly by our parents. I was exposed to torture/kill training when I was no older than eight, in a "school" housed in the same building where I was taken by relatives when I had flashbacks. I believe it may have been set up, financed, or both, by the CIA to condition children in controlled alter-states, to become future assassins. In special rooms in the middle of the same building, we were also forcibly exposed to radiation and more. Whenever
he was present, Dr. Black seemed to be in charge of those forms of experimentation. We slept in that middle section of the building until our training was complete. This seemed to take place in the summer because we wore warm-weather clothes. Mostly brick, two-story houses with slanted roofs were in a row across the road from the facility. The facility itself was tan or red brick on the outside, with a wide, mustard-colored band that seemed to have been painted around the perimeter of the recessed, upper external wall atop the building's otherwise flat roof. I was taken there at least twice by my parents in the summertime for special training. Although my parents indicated they knew what was being done to me there, I do not know if all of the other parents were aware that their children were being traumatized. I believe the teachers and trainers were, in part, sifting through the groups of children to determine which ones would be likely candidates for future ops. One of the most upsetting things they made us do there was to use sharp knives to gut teddy bears they had given us, in a big shower room
in the back, left side of the building. (Sections of the building were given alphabetical codes-A, B, C, and so on.) The teachers also used modeling clay to fashion life-sized heads with faces, then taught us how to assault the faces with our fingers and hands-especially gouging the eyeholes. More benign classrooms were in the front part of the building, where relatives brought the children and picked them up. Those adults may not have been aware of what went on in other parts of the building. During
our classes in the front rooms, we were taught various subjects, including how to conduct ourselves at social events. One time, some of the girls and boys were taught how to behave during a mock tea party. This is the first of several facilities I've had memories of having been taken to, as a child, to be programmed and trained for future use by- I believe-the CIA and some of its affiliates.
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The 1926 Slavery Convention or the Convention to Suppress the Slave Trade and Slavery was an international treaty created under the auspices of the League of Nations and first signed on 25 September 1926. It was registered in League of Nations Treaty Series on 9 March 1927, the same day it went into effect.[2] The objective of the Convention was to confirm and advance the suppression of slavery and the slave trade.
 
After Effects SplitScreen Tutorial
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The contemporary colonialism, as the traditional colonialism did through many centuries, persecutes, by using many methods, the colonized by them, Nations natural leaderships' members, and the legitimate political dissidents.
One of those methods, of which, approximately, fifty attempts against my self, I have been witnessed, has to do with, hidden and overt, video cameras.
The immoral objective is, the “targeted individual” (T.I.) to become involuntarily hospitalized to a mental institution after having been presented to security authorities a fabricated and false version of a video recording which presents him as talking to a none existent “someone”. By the abusage of such a fabricated video recording, the security authorities together with the so called “medical authorities” could faultily presume, that the T.I. allegedly “is hearing voices which do not exist”, therefore, he should be diagnosed as a “schizophrenic” patient and should be involuntarily hospitalized for the, alleged, protection of his own self and of his social surrounding.
This method uses a stable, hidden or overt, video camera placed near to a place that, the T.I. is going to be.
The illegitimate perpetrator approaches the T.I. while, neither places himself between the video camera's lens and the T.I., nor, places the T.I. between him and the video camera's lens.
The perpetrator asks a casual question to the T.I. The T.I. turns towards the perpetrator's face and answers the question.
The perpetrator leaves from the “street theater”.
The colonialists' specialists take the video recording and manipulate by using various video-processing computer software (like Adobe's After Effects, see Youtube-“After Effects SplitScreen Tutorial”- https://youtu.be/TsoUXiX1tqE) in order to exclude from the authentic video recording the images of the perpetrator and leave the T.I. alone in order, at the instance of his verbal reply to the perpetrator, to faultily look like behaving abnormally.
Even if the T.I. manage to effectively defend him self by, either, refuse to answer, or, by putting his hand in front of his mouth while he verbally replies, there is a collateral damage; The T.I. becomes suspicious and vigilant and by this way his social contacts become minimized or vanish.
Another method has to do with directed energy weapons.
Mark Phillips was an heroic, American whistle blower. Below, I mention a Cathy O'Brien's Youtube video. In this video, Cathy O'Brien describes the horrible tortures that she had passed through, though, according to my opinion, she does a mistake: she accuses specific individuals, even improperly, without taking into account the possibility that those individuals may have been, equally, or even worst, victimized as Cathy O'Brien, herself. Never the less, I mention this video specifically for the Marks Phillips' testimony, at the 17'58'' time frame, were he mentions the directed energy weapons. In this video Mark Phillips says, “There is equipment, available now that we can not protect our selves from. And an amazing thing about this equipment is that it is available to everyone in this room. I don't quite understand the philosophy of making pain-feel generators. And another device is called NDD1 which is as those duds call it, electromagnetic pulse system which affects our cerebral cortex and stops logical thought. You couldn't balance even for your check book, if those things are turned on, nor you can think to turn it off”.
[17'58'', Youtube video, Cathy O'Brien_Ex-Illuminati Mind Control Victim [360], www.youtube.com/watch?v=FvEBmEo4IA0]
Here is my own testimony about the directed energy weapons.
Since my initial defect from my first fatherland, Greece, on May 1st, 2014,  I was forced to remain exclusively, either, in my own private car, or, to the public space.
As the months were passing by I noticed a repetitive pattern of incidents:
After my visit to various public places to where I was resorting in order to mentally work, usually using also my computer, like, public libraries, university libraries, fast-food restaurants, coffee shops, train stations, airports' waiting rooms, etc., a short period of time was passing by and then, an individual was coming to place him or her self very close to me, usually out of my vision's site. Those individuals, usually, were, middle east physiognomies, “psychiatric” drugs users (after some experience one can, indeed, discriminate those who are regular users of those substances, by various reoccurring external, behavioral or not, signs), narcotic addicts, and others, who always had with them a bag like, back-bag, hand-bag, briefcase, a heavy supermarket plastic bag, etc.
Before being approached by those individuals, I was working while enjoying my natural, crystal clear way of thinking and my heavy-duty, mental concentration ability, as I have doing for the past fifty three years.
After being approached by those individuals, I was systematically experiencing, an unexplained, severe and sudden, degradation of my ability to think (like, literary, a mental fog) and also, an unexplained, severe and sudden degradation of my ability to concentrate.
Having been, already, informed for the existence of the atrocious and illegitimate, directed energy weapons, I, very soon, suspected that “something is wrong” around here and as, also, an experienced professional software developer, decided to employ the software-development method of “debugging”, meaning, using the cybernetician method of “black box” in order to trace the actual root causes of those incidents and in order to employ legitimate defense measures against those monstrosities.
What I have done was that, in one such incident chosen to remain at my initial place for half an hour, then to leave from the “street theater”, and finally to observe and measure my mental effectiveness by using a private method that I have and don't wish to revele publicly. And in the next such incident chosen to leave from the “street theater” at once, and to observe and measure my mental effectiveness by using my private method of measuring.
After many repetitions of the above “experiment” I concluded that, it was highly probable that, those individuals may have been curring within their bags some kind of, unknown to me, equipment that was able to, temporarily, degrade my mental effectiveness. The duration of this degradation was, approximately, one and half hour. Along with these findings, I also experience, after the cases were I remained at the “street theater”, mild pain in the bone cartilage, at my solders, and/or, at my neck.
Since the conclusion of the above “experiments” was not certain, as, there, still, was a significant probability of an supposed, personal bias, that could be able to create, through a supposed placebo effect, mental/bodily “symptoms”, I decided to make another “experiment”.
I chosen a specific circumstances for placing my self and my computer in order to mentally work there, where, the supposed perpetrator could approach me, exclusively, from a specific restricted and narrow side which, I had already arranged to cover with an web camera that I had placed at the top of my laptop computer's cover.
The supposed perpetrator came on time carrying his bag; I started video recording the scene with my web camera; I turn to him carrying in my hand, my mobile phone in such a way that, its video camera's lens was turn directly towards him, while firmly keeping my own glance away from his figure and towards other surrounding objects; he kept calm and seemingly indifferent; After a minute, I stood up and walked away at some distance, seemingly to arrange for something, while, keep recording him with the web-camera; He obviously didn't noticed my web camera and he thought that the camera of my mobile phone was the only camera in the scene and thoughtlessly, after I had walked a short distance away, he apparently got confused and involuntarily exposed, beyond any reasonable doubts, his actual role and his actual intentions by reacting according to them and not according to what was expected from an innocent bystander.
Concluding this article, I would like to express my disappointment for the fact that, the contemporary colonialists, undoubtedly, keep exercising political ethics which are compatible with the period before the 1926 Slavery Convention.
Slavery, according to my opinion, is inhumane and monstrous.
 
Christos Boumpoulis
economist
 
P.S.: I would like to express my preference that, my brain not to become cooked by any means, if possible. And also, to become video recorded, exclusively, for cinematographic reasons, if possible. Shame; shame; shame.
 
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