Saturday, February 27, 2016
Terrorists in New Zealand.
This is a post I made to the immortality forum longecity.org I also clocked google again with only one result which btw wasn't an exact match. The word I clocked google with is "inceptifier" it could also be spelt inceptifire which comes back with zero results in google. This webby claims these words to add to the others I clocked google with.
Alas anyway in this thread on this forum i'm trying to get a house. Looking for millionaire. I'm surprised they let me run it. It's got 5k views. I got another thread now with 12k view with a similar story to below on another forum.
Anyway this is again longecity forum here is the post I made to it in case the thread ever goes down.
If i'm not a great scientist then i'm a soldier.
My suffering enabled and was the inceptifier of phone call intrinsic:
One day I rung Newstalk ZB a nationwide New Zealand talkback radio and was talking live on air with Kerre Woodham during prime time shortly after 9pm I think. During the phone call I said “They Don’t Think” three times in a row. See the thing is you really have to hear the phone call yourself. It’s not good enough to type about it. Anyway. After saying “They don’t think” I then yelled “WAR” at full volume live on air and proceeded to call whoever was listening to stand up and be ready for war. I laid my life on the line. I also said “The Thing” x2 and at the end voiced a gleam in my eye. I voiced that suffering and war were going to happen. I moved on the phone with all my power and might.
Two days later September 11th 2001 the planes hit the buildings. There’s more to the phone call it went for about 30-40 secs or more all about war, you really have to hear it to get the best impression I made an aggressive attacking and defending stance. So 2 days later the planes hit the World Trade Center and Pentagon. The phone call was me preparing people for war and warning of war in the only way I could. You have to hear it. Maybe you think this phone call is not important. You have to hear it. Don’t judge before you have heard the phone call. You have to hear it. I am a soldier. This phone call where I yell war, predicting a war, giving my life, 2 days before September 11th 2001 is the Mona Lisa of phone calls. It’s art. It’s solid. It’s solid state of the art. It’s real and copies exist. You don’t delete and destroy the Mona Lisa.
This phone call I made the initial one before the attacks is important. I was a first time caller. People will be interested in this phone call. It deserves it’s place on You Tube. I predict that this phone call alone will garner millions of hits from You Tube. It’s being censored from the public and my freedom of speech is being taken away. I’m not allowed a copy. For one, my phone call is important enough to never be deleted. It pertains to a war, a terrorist attack that was broadcast live around the world, all this only 2 days after the phone calls inception.
I am speaking the truth. I am not delusional. But no one believes me. I need a lawyer to prove the truth. For this I have to push and pay cash. For this I say I will be a Millionaire. But at the moment i’m broke.
The truth will set free. The phone call is the truth. I am a soldier. Born in suffering.
Please if you have further questions please ask. I hope I made sense. Also please if your not interested could you pass this along to someone you think might be able to help or help me out by putting me in contact with the right people. I need a lawyer who’s willing to go the distance and get these phone calls but can't afford.
Copies of this phone call still exist. It is simply to important to delete. It is my property. People need to hear the phone call. People have a right to hear it. It should not be left unheard. I have rights that should let me post something of intrinsic value on the internet.
Ok so I made a phone call where I yelled war predicting a war over live radio talkback air and 2 days later the planes hit the buildings. I haven’t told you the preparation I made upto the that first phone call. Here is that.... How I prepared.
So it all started one-day when I was about 11 years old. The local radio station in Masterton New Zealand where I live was doing a live broadcast from Solway Park Hotel (as it was called then), which is Mastertons most flashy hotel. Our teacher grabbed three of us from school at 9.00am in the morning and took us to Solway Park Hotel. I was the first to go on the radio and somehow I thought that the dj was going to go round the three of us and ask us our names, anyway the dj asked me a question and I said my name, Darcy Lee. I never listened to the question to know what I should have said. Ok so afterwards the other kids were teasing me about it. The excuse I used was I was going to be around a terrorist attack and I was going to go back to the radio station to stop it. By saying my name I was storing power which I would claim later at the terrorist attack by returning to the radio with my name being a trigger in peoples subconscious. Sleepers. It was also like offering myself "Darcy Lee" with me stating "this is whats going to happen". This was all in my mind. I didn’t say anything out loud.
Ok so when I was 12 years old I went into this bird aviary that my dad had. I started to have this daydream with pictures. In the end the sum total of everything that I saw was that I was going to be around a terrorist attack which I couldn't stop but still had to try but that by being around the terrorist attack it would be greater than stopping it and was in effect stopping it. I still had to try and stop it, that was the sum but it said I wouldn't be able to, I would be around. From that day I practised everything I could about terrorists, and trying to stop an attack. Later at say about 15, 16 years old I discarded my daydream as just something but carried on about terrorists as to me it was the most likely thing that would affect the world. I practised trained alot. Things with the mind mostly, thoughts. Anything I could do with regards to war. I lived. I trained myself for war my own style since 12.
When I was about 19 I was walking home one night and had got to the point with chasing the terrorists that this was going to be the final run of things that I could do and that I had done everything I could do. A run is like refining and narrowing everything and being the best that you can be, becoming more skilled using information and patterns you have thoughts and feelings, I dunno a run. This was going to be my final run on terrorists as after this run there was nothing left to do. I'd been practising for years now. On my way home I got in a fight which basically opened total new areas in regards to the terrorists, a mountain of work, because of the fight. I had looked for the fight before though, ya know lurkers, in the style I use. Mind. Anyway I never completed my final run and new avenues got opened because of the fight. I now had more work regarding terrorists to be carried on with. Anyone can get into a fight but this fight for some reason created work and new doors i never got to do a final.
About 2 months before 9/11, me aged 23, was at Westpac Stadium in Wellington NZ. I used to get these lines come up in my eyesight sometimes but they were always just random. This time a big jet flew overhead and the lines came up and started following it. They had never done anything like this before. Because of the lines I knew exactly what they meant by the way they were acting and the first thing I said to myself exactly is "What the fuck do they want those for" they being bad guys. I then spent 5 minutes trying to think of things that they would want them for but didn't even come up with something like an ordinary Hijacking. This still was quite a major run on aircraft.
A couple of times I measured within myself independent of everything else I was doing. Question: Event that will affect world that I can have a play in. Answer: Terrorist attack. Question: Where. Answer: America.
When I left school I left because and said "Screw this here they come". I made many preparations in total regarding a terrorist attack, always America. I did many things and trained alot.
So the ending is that 2 days before 9/11 I went on Newstalk ZB a nationwide NZ radio talk show.
I practised and trained for a terrorist attack.
Now you want to know the rest? This will be where I lose you.
In February 1999 I got really sick and started to suffer. The doctors have diagnosed me with Skitzophrenia. This is a lie. I can prove it. It was a Government Machine, technology, with real life people behind it that made me sick. I am held fast under law by this diagnosis. I am laughed at and mocked and tortured for telling of technology and 911, simply no one believes me.
The first time I could actually believe in this tech was one day around 2008, what happened was a chat window opened up in my head as I was in bed. Whatever I thought came up on the screen in text and I could also read what they were saying. It was a chat window just like you would see on a computer monitor with 2 or 3 panes. This is the first time I actually was able to know that this was technology and after that I was able to go back through my life and found where this machine had been used on me before. The vision I had in my bird aviary was this machine. The lines that came up in my eyesight was this machine.
These people showed me the machine. And guess what. I didn’t like it. I hated it. They said about this that no one had ever resisted the introduction to this machine technology before. Everyone they had come across before loved this technology. Technology that can produce an image in the human minds eye can overlay any graphic image picture in the mind and also see what you see and hear what your hear and talk through you.
I let them know. Around 2009 they started torturing me with this technology I had said America Sucks a few times to them and thats about the only reasons they have for torturing me. It’s a new torture. They constantly tease me and mess around with my mind and nobody, not you, believes me. Anyone who hears this story instantly is bought in by the governments propaganda about mental illness. How can they possibly have this technology you say.
It took nearly 8 years from the time of September 11th 2001 until I was finally approached by people in my own house who I couldn’t see using tech to communicate with me I had tried profusely to get a copies of my phone call but was just ignored on all attempts. I lived in absolute poverty. The deal was never to not get a copies of my phone call but they persisted. I tried from the beginning. Here is a letter from Kerre Woodham I got. Kerre is the host of the radio program who took my first original phone call where I yelled “WAR”. You don’t destroy a piece of reality that is majestic, perfect and graceful. They shouldn’t have kept me poor. They shouldn’t have denied me a copies of my phone call never ever.
The first email from Kerre reads:
Darcy, if you don't start taking your pills, I'm going to send the doctors round again. You're not well. No organisation keeps records for more than a year so even if you think you made the call, there will be no record of it. It's vanished into the ether. Google it, and you'll find out that's correct.
There is no record of any imagined call. Now take your pills and leave me alone or I'll get an outside agency to help you do so.
That was the first email.
The second email from Kerre reads
Right. That's it. You are now spam so I will never receive your emails again and I'm sending the doctors round. They'll be there in the morning.
This was all in attempts to get a copy of my phone call.
This is an outright lie. She knows exactly what i’m talking about and exactly what’s going on. I want some justice. Why do you not believe the truth. I have not spoken one lie. I can prove with these phone call that i’m not schizophrenic. Schizophrenia induced by humans with technology is not schizophrenia. They forcefully drug me under the mental health act and if I say no they put me in hospital where they forcefully hold you down and drug you. They won’t ever stop drugging me unless I break them. I need to go to to court. My initial phone call where I yelled “WAR” still exists and deserves a space on YouTUBE. I know what I said in the phone call mostly. But like so many you probably don’t believe.
There is probably a conspiracy behind my original phone call where I yelled “WAR”. It should never have been with held from me. I have truly suffered because of technology. Not one doctor could do anything for my suffering. It was many years screaming without a voice. People care not by what suffering they cause. Failing to believe me suffers me.
Do you believe me? If you have failed to believe me then you have failed to believe the truth. I don’t know what this means but it’s not good for you. Failing to believe in the truth has some consequences. What I have said is the hard line. I live in a warzone of tech.
I need your help please. I need a lawyer to take me to court as many times as it takes until i’m noticed and get copies of my phone call. I’m not delusional. This phone call is beautiful in a landscaped of WAR.
Will you help? Do you believe? How long must i be persecuted for disliking America and wanting my own private space and mind. I have never had. They think because I am poor and dumb they can do all things to me. Will you believe?
Just believe damn you. What could you possibly have to lose? I want justice and right and light. Not darkness which is secrecy which is evil. What has been done to me is of great evil now and then it never ends. I am telling the truth. I am not delusional. I am not lying. If you don’t believe then it is you who are deceived, and this can’t be good for things. I sorry I speak so harshly. It’s been so long. This is my day everyday and has been for last 15 years.
Will you help me prove what I say. So far no one has ever helped me as no one believes me but believes in appearances. Everyone wants to hear their own thing but not the truth. I have been refined in the fires of suffering. Death encroaches me all around with jagged snarling teeth. Are you afraid? No one believes me. I’m telling the truth and want to prove it in court as I am being forced to do this. Anyway reply back if your interested. Believe the money. Believe.
Thanks for your time
I rent a house but it has a mold problem. I get a benefit. dont need money to live on just a place to live for 30 years. I should have benefit for life without being required to work. Probably more important than a house is getting a copy of this phone call I speak of. However much that would cost.
I AM a SOLDIER.