wheresmyparachute
27-05-2007, 11:15 PM
Don't read this if long threads about my life annoy you. :rolleyes:
Regarding the new David Icke info on "Latter Day Satanists"... Interesting to me because I went to Junior High school and High School in Salt Lake City. My father was an executive for the Union Pacific Railroad and we moved every time he received a promotion. Although my father was never involved in freemasonry, the UPRR has deep seated roots in freemason origins. I ended up moving to a town that was once completely owned by the UPRR and the train that moves through the illusion won't let me forget.
I was baptised Catholic and at an early age kicked a nun, refusing to have anything to do with the church. My reaction was so severe that my mother gave up on forcing me to go. When my family moved to Salt Lake City it was obvious that we were different than the LDS folk but soon I had a wonderful gathering of friends who were either not LDS or they were "Jack Mormon", a term used for wayward mormans. After awhile I didn't even notice the separation because of my wonderful group of buddies, most of whom I met at a Unity church "youth group". We experimented with a lot of things during those days, even attended a "Scientology" class or two. Three of us decided to take courses there. Two of these people still have connections with Scientology today. One of them was recently excommunicated and contacted me out of the blue. She wouldn't tell me what prompted the church to boot her out. She was no longer herself, I couldn't recognize her at all. Her energy was vapid, her voice was speaking from a detached space, completely disconnected from her body. She had a daughter who was raised in the church and sent to the church school every day. They all lived together in the same building and were transported to the "Org" every day for work. They lived and worked as drones, which is a completely different reality than the wealthy patrons who pay the big bucks to attend. I even worked at the San Francisco Org for a very short time until I refused to get harrassed, blew up and ended up getting escorted out of the building. That was the second time a church did that... Looking back, Scientology, Freemasonry, Latter Day Saints... all seem to have something sinister in common.
The rock climbing, skiing, nature trails, southern desert, etc., in Utah is so fantastic that at times it was the best place on earth for someone like me to live. One day a group of us stumbled upon a stone circle that seemed interesting and mysterious to us. I now recognize the symbols. There were pentagrams and egyptian markings painted on various corners where the large boulders and stones were placed. We thought that some crazy person created the garden and decided that it was our new, cool hiding place. I was only about fifteen at the time and was also curious about witchcraft so the "secret garden" turned into a place to get away and read my books on love potions and have a smoke... After I tried a few love spells on my boyfriend Mike, I realized that I was forcing my will on another human being and that couldn't be a good thing. My spell for Mike was cast on the poor guy so that he would never love any other woman. Two years later my father was transferred to San Francisco and I was forced to leave my happy little group. A year or two later my old boyfriend Mike joined the ballet and had pronounced himself utterly and unequivocally Gay! Ok, ok... -maybe it had nothing to do with my witchcraft, but just in case, I learned my lesson and have never done that kind of thing again! No longer the possesive type-
Back to the Mormons... I moved back to SLC after my first visit to college and worked in a shop next door to a camera store. The owner of the camera store came by and mentioned that his mother was renting out a room in case anyone was interested. I was. I moved in the house and found that the camera "guy" lived in the basement. He wouldn't leave me a lone and repeatedly tried to get me to come downstairs and do a ceremony with him. He was involved in masonry which I thought had something to do with bricks and stone paving... My boyfriend at the time was somehow related to him as well. As I look back I can see many correlations to the dark arts. Its almost obvious there. It's everywhere actually. There are in fact, more Mormons in California than there are in Utah. It's not just Mormons. I admit that I've spent a significant amount of my life releasing, clearing, and healing from a lot of these affiliations. It has taken up a lot of life and time. The second time I lived in SLC was not as good as the first, I barely made it out of there alive. Needless to say, I don't live there anymore...
Regarding the new David Icke info on "Latter Day Satanists"... Interesting to me because I went to Junior High school and High School in Salt Lake City. My father was an executive for the Union Pacific Railroad and we moved every time he received a promotion. Although my father was never involved in freemasonry, the UPRR has deep seated roots in freemason origins. I ended up moving to a town that was once completely owned by the UPRR and the train that moves through the illusion won't let me forget.
I was baptised Catholic and at an early age kicked a nun, refusing to have anything to do with the church. My reaction was so severe that my mother gave up on forcing me to go. When my family moved to Salt Lake City it was obvious that we were different than the LDS folk but soon I had a wonderful gathering of friends who were either not LDS or they were "Jack Mormon", a term used for wayward mormans. After awhile I didn't even notice the separation because of my wonderful group of buddies, most of whom I met at a Unity church "youth group". We experimented with a lot of things during those days, even attended a "Scientology" class or two. Three of us decided to take courses there. Two of these people still have connections with Scientology today. One of them was recently excommunicated and contacted me out of the blue. She wouldn't tell me what prompted the church to boot her out. She was no longer herself, I couldn't recognize her at all. Her energy was vapid, her voice was speaking from a detached space, completely disconnected from her body. She had a daughter who was raised in the church and sent to the church school every day. They all lived together in the same building and were transported to the "Org" every day for work. They lived and worked as drones, which is a completely different reality than the wealthy patrons who pay the big bucks to attend. I even worked at the San Francisco Org for a very short time until I refused to get harrassed, blew up and ended up getting escorted out of the building. That was the second time a church did that... Looking back, Scientology, Freemasonry, Latter Day Saints... all seem to have something sinister in common.
The rock climbing, skiing, nature trails, southern desert, etc., in Utah is so fantastic that at times it was the best place on earth for someone like me to live. One day a group of us stumbled upon a stone circle that seemed interesting and mysterious to us. I now recognize the symbols. There were pentagrams and egyptian markings painted on various corners where the large boulders and stones were placed. We thought that some crazy person created the garden and decided that it was our new, cool hiding place. I was only about fifteen at the time and was also curious about witchcraft so the "secret garden" turned into a place to get away and read my books on love potions and have a smoke... After I tried a few love spells on my boyfriend Mike, I realized that I was forcing my will on another human being and that couldn't be a good thing. My spell for Mike was cast on the poor guy so that he would never love any other woman. Two years later my father was transferred to San Francisco and I was forced to leave my happy little group. A year or two later my old boyfriend Mike joined the ballet and had pronounced himself utterly and unequivocally Gay! Ok, ok... -maybe it had nothing to do with my witchcraft, but just in case, I learned my lesson and have never done that kind of thing again! No longer the possesive type-
Back to the Mormons... I moved back to SLC after my first visit to college and worked in a shop next door to a camera store. The owner of the camera store came by and mentioned that his mother was renting out a room in case anyone was interested. I was. I moved in the house and found that the camera "guy" lived in the basement. He wouldn't leave me a lone and repeatedly tried to get me to come downstairs and do a ceremony with him. He was involved in masonry which I thought had something to do with bricks and stone paving... My boyfriend at the time was somehow related to him as well. As I look back I can see many correlations to the dark arts. Its almost obvious there. It's everywhere actually. There are in fact, more Mormons in California than there are in Utah. It's not just Mormons. I admit that I've spent a significant amount of my life releasing, clearing, and healing from a lot of these affiliations. It has taken up a lot of life and time. The second time I lived in SLC was not as good as the first, I barely made it out of there alive. Needless to say, I don't live there anymore...