Showing posts with label University of New Mexico. Show all posts
Showing posts with label University of New Mexico. Show all posts
Saturday, September 8, 2018
SUB-CULTS In America 1999-2018
From 1992-2018 I have been observing the drug chart standard in the United States. In 1994 while attending University of New Mexico. The Dean of Sociology, also taught a class on collective substance use factors on the macro society. The Dean Professor assigned us the courses reading assignment. Which was the work of ########## titled ########.
This work presented for the first time. Effects of sub-cultural substance collectives. It resulted in the closing of the New Jersey City Police Department unresolved cases of teenage suicide collective dearth’s The professor mentioned that it would be a great focus for some us to look into, seeming it provided observations, testimonials that provide insight into substance use collective behavioral factors.
Las Vegas (1999-2011) was the strangest place with so many inconsistent and awkward beliefs. Some of those beliefs I felt were dangerous to the public. They resulted in a false created urban myth. Ex. A group of people were told that the Miranda Rights were no longer on effect.
I challenged the statement, but it seemed that the other 3 simply believed it. When asked why I didn't believe the urban myth was not true. I stated "If that were the truth then this nation would be rioting this very moment."
It's false statements like comments about the Miranda Right's, that Franklin Foer details in his work 'Reality Ends' (.There are sub-cultural collectives that have saturated our American society, thus creating doubt. Their manipulation of our sensory receptors has been an extreme factor: that all data (news, TV, radio, movies, and books) can no longer be trusted as vaild. https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2018/05/realitys-end/ ( 9/23/2018 see email for reference https://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/2018/05/realitys-end/556877/)
I remember 2007, when the "radio" came on. I recall not believe what was being expressed to me, by some that befriended me. They were not physically present and represented themselves as a review conscious moral board. I termed them "The Celestial Board". They remained silent and only continued their agenda (convincing me that they were real). This was one of many re-conditioning attempts by the collective.
The invisible audio continued. Events such as baseball games, television, radio, magazines, books especially the internet. Seemed to be altered/dub-over to merge me within it. As if it was personally for me.
I at first could not handle it. It seemed to increase in volumes. I internalized a strategy by which I focused my thoughts -demanding my mind to remember everything that I could from college pertaining to thought process and memory. I wanted to find evidence that validated whether the audio was internal or e eternal. If external I could relax a little. I determined it was external.
This helped me keep my mind straight as the audio and people’s actions began to increase and be more elaborate. Incidents such as walk-ways in apartments or down stairs apartments with secret passages to upstairs apartments. These where utilized for surveillance and reconditioning. The reconditioning was done with whispers as the person hide.
I remember statements such as "I'm going to put my mind, in your head and then control your body." Talks of puppets and voodoo dolls, being used to control people. These types of discussions were meant to desensitize a person.
Some people started talking about the symbolic representation of the white cars and black cars. This subject never dissolved from 2001-2015 in Las Vegas and Phoenix. In 2015 I relocated to San Diego, and while doing Cal-Works, I was asked by an SSD Behavioral citizen: "What I thought about the senior citizens driving white cars or black cars, with their young adult grandchildren?"
I told him I thought such talk wasn’t tweeter' talk. Ge got mad and began to justify his usage of meth from the age of 15. His arrest by '51 Jump Street' type agents at his high school in San Diego, CA.
His juvenile justice sentence. Then his adult penitentiary time for distribution, manufacturing and possession of meth. He did 20 years- 2 different sentences.
I informed him that I sorry that labelled him a tweeter. But that's my way of screening people who ask me question about meth and its sub-cultural collective. I then proceeded to question him with a self-determinate, strength base, empowerment discussion. I asked him the following questions.
1) When the white/black cars approach you. Do they stop and honk their horn at you?
1) He relied--No
2) When they are parked near you do they point their finger or shout out to you-thus identifying you as a meth user?
2) No
3) Do you ever see them with a cell phone? Perhaps calling the police?
3) No
4) Do they ever prevent you from continuing smoking meth while they are present?
4) No
I asked him to think about how he feels-regarding his 'No' answers and their possible intent towards him. He thought for a moment and said "they only made me more uncomfortable."
I asked him did he think they were effective. He paused and then started laughing stating, "No"-seeming I still continued to smoke. They were more like a nuance trying to intimidate him." He then smile wider having realizing he has control of how others can attempt to make him feel.
The countering sub-cultural collectives actions against adult users, is a serious issue that should be looked into. Ordinary citizens are relentless as they passively harass behavioral diagnosis citizens and regular citizens. They may not perceive their actions as dangerous. But those actions are often unattended to by the municipal. Users are mire unlikely to make a compliant, as they are passively assaulted.
Identifying the culprits is very difficult. Yet their patterns are distinctive. They hide behind microphones, using Bluetooth receivers that are small and hidden. They attempt to socialize with suggestive symbolic dramatized serials. They seem to have negative thoughts and feelings towards non-procreation. Which is detailed in constant guilt trip conditioning. These are passive measures of brain washing.
The extreme could me mental culprits with irrational statements and beliefs that lead them to seek locate their new victims and place them through a mental nightmare. Their victims are usually new users. Not yet completely conditioned to the culprit’s sub-cultural collectives beliefs.
It is as if they have forgotten they are Americans and like their substance using collective. Have rights that protect their individual development and the use of Liberty to be all that they can be. At no time can one American disregard another American freedoms of existence. This is our best collective reward, seeming it is a learning mechanism.
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
K.C.M.O - Abduction: Christian Cults
K.C.M.O.-Abduction: Christian Cults
It was incredible doing temp work in that great city. An amazing small business environment-with diverse growth within various industry. Something liking to the "All American Dream" of effort, individuality and liberty resulting in ones desires. I had just left the University of New Mexico, had the opportunity to utilize all the sociological skills, I had acquired. I was deeply interested and concerned with working class America and the future of working class America, pertaining to poverty. One of these assignments that fueled my social conflict interest, was with a regional automotive parts distributor.
I recall the CEO of this company, informing me of the future outlook of not only his company, but many of America’s mom and pop businesses. Like him, I saw huge Pac-Man eating giants, ruining the base of America’s small business. The feelings expressed from him, carried with me as I continued to temp through -out the city.
The week-end of the 2 week, I spent the day relaxing in Penn Valley Park. I looked over to see two young people playing bongo drums. They noticed me and approached me. They introduced themselves and asked me if I knew of Jesus. My initial thought was, “Wow look at these two hippie Christian drum players!!!” I informed them, that I loved my friend/our friend Jesus. Our conversation went on to joyfully discuss Jesus and what I termed Jesus Love. They were interested in why I was in K.C.M.O.
I explained the job I was being interviewed for and the waiting process. They then told me about where they live and work. From Penn Valley Park, they point to an older high rise building. They suggested that I should come with them to this building. The building was a Christian owned center, where by several jobs were available, living opportunities and faith fellowship. I informed them that I was only interested in the telecommunication job I had already invested time and interest in. They then stated, “that it is a great thing, that Christian organizations like the one they belong to, has the tools and access to offer other Christians opportunities to bolster their faith. If things didn’t work out for me at the telecommunications company, I really should look into their organization. “ They assured me that I could continue my educational studies and even develop my own job within the organization.But something about their re-assurance didn't feel right. It almost felt as if they were pushing me to forget about any other occupational desires: and become 100% devoted to the organization which they belonged to.
Week 3, I accepted another temp job at a legal firm. I alone with 3 other persons, were going to be working for a week, in one this legal firms archives warehouse. We were paired up and basically verified file boxes as we re-labeled them and then restocked them. The person I was teamed with, was amazing. He was full of faith and always made references to his life savior Jesus Christ. We developed a good rapture, discussing everything from music to Jesus/faith. Mid-week he invited me to have lunch with him and his fiancé. Before we went out for lunch we stopped by their apartment. She was a nurse and had to pick up something quickly.
While at their apartment, I noticed what seemed to be modeling composite card. I asked her was she the model. She informed me that she was. I had seen several modeling composite cards, which all seemed similar. But something about this composite card was so different. I was dazed looking at it, trying to figure out what was so faintly familiar. She asked me, what it was I was thinking. I responded, “I trying to figure this picture out, something about it, I don’t know…something about it is different than all the other composite cards I’ve seen…it feels different and the background and props are completely different…I don’t know – it feels and seems divine in a way.”
She smiled and took the photo and placed back on the table and suggested we leave. We picked up lunch at a Chinese restaurant and ate it at the hospital where she worked. After lunch me and her fiancé returned to our jobs. We arrived back in the warehouse around 1:00pm and went straight to work. The team that was opposite us (who usually made comments about us, always finishing our row first) were even with us at that point. As we started to work I started to feel a little nausea (stomach issues); I was thinking maybe it was the lunch-maybe the heat. Nonetheless I went back to work.
Next thing I remember is pulling a box towards me, like I had done all week. I looked over to see the team across from me, and they were nearly finished. I was lost in confusion, wondering what had happen. I looked at my watch and it was now 3:30pm. I asked my team partner what had happen. “Did I pass out or something? Why are we still in the second row? How did they past us? What happen?” He stood there and shifted his shoulders, nodding with a look of “I Don’t Know?” This made me even more confused. How could he not know what had happen. Nearly 2 and a half hours had past, and he couldn’t explain what had happen. We continued to work, and I simply let it reside for that moment.
When I got home, I searched my mind for a possible explanation. I keep refraining from the obvious, because it seemed so impossible. Could the bongo hippie playing Christians and the Nurse/co-worker all be connected. Where they some part of a Christian organization, something of which I didn't know how I felt about (at the time). I had heard of such organization and 2 prior had experience such followers. But for this particular moment, in this city and state, for some reason, I felt I had be abducted.
This abduction wasn’t alien/space or anything of that type. I felt that my team partner knew more than he was revealing. And that my comment to his fiancé about her modeling composite was truer than I could ever believe. I immediately thought about the drum making-playing hippie Christians I had met. I immediately also thought about some of my UNM studies, where by faith based collective groups were very real.
When I was at UNM, I went to Waco, Texas for an academic conference at Baylor University. While there, we took an excursion to the burnt remains of the Branch Davidians compound. While on the excursion we came across a large group of protesters. They informed us that they were Extreme Christians and that they had assembled from around the nations in Waco, Texas to protest against the FBI’s involvement with what occurred at the Branch Davidian Compound. They informed us that they needed to be presence at this event, seeming the FBI was doing PR retouch to minimize the event to the nation.
They knew we as students would be attending the PR event (which we did) and they wanted to make sure that all of those who would be able to attended the PR event, understood that this nation cannot allow centralized government to murder/attack/burn it’s citizen. This nation needed to remember Separation of Religion and State.
Today I look back on all of this. It still plagues me, as I have experienced stranger events till this day. The thought of Christian Cults still compound me with misunderstanding of my faith and it’s practice within the social environment. Listed below are some web-site regarding Christian Cults and Faith in the United States of America.
LINKS:
http://www.waltermartin.com/science.html
http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2014/03/31/sacred-and-profane-4
http://curiousmatic.com/5-insane-religious-cults-active-today/
http://www.christianitytoday.com/women/2014/march/raised-in-christian-cult.html?paging=off
http://www.spiritual-research-network.com/pseudochristiancults.html
http://www.sklatch.net/thoughtlets/pall.html
http://www.stopracism.ca/content/most-extreme-radical-christians
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