The Universal Shifts of Consciousness

The Truth About Remote Viewing

You are not Your Physical Body; You are Not the Physical Matter: You are Energy! And Everything what happened to You, happened for One Good Reason: to Merge Your Energy with the Energies of Others, with the Energies of Earths, with the Energies of Universes! The Mixed Energy is the Final Product of all Universal, Galactic and Planetary Games. The Culmination of this Blending Process for this Universe will be in December 2013: the Final Stage of the Universal Shift!
Lydia Monroe

Sun above Elliott river, March 2010. 2 unexplainable Beams are coming out of the Sun: one is up, another one is to the left.

The mixture of Sun and the Ball of Advanced Thoughts, camouflaged by phony pentagons, is in our backyard. Apr. 2010

The mixture of Sun and the Ball of Advanced Thoughts, camouflaged by phony pentagons, is in our backyard. Apr. 2010

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The Introduction	Stephanie and Michael on Remote Viewing	Remote Viewers on Youtube
Robert Monroe's attitude towards Remote Viewing	Psychic Warrior by David Morehouse

The mixture of Sun and the Ball of Advanced Thoughts is in my room. Apr. 2010

The Introduction

There is a big difference between out- of- body experiences and Remote Viewing. My inability to perform an OBE consciously has been constantly interfered with by human Remote Viewers of all kind: Russian and Americal Intelligence, from TMI, from Castaneda Tensegrity Groups, Brasilian Sorcerers and all kinds of Shamans, Sorcerers, Magicians from different countries apart from non human watchers-interferers whom you can't see like Inorganic Beings.
Remote Viewers are paid to do revolting jobs and they love it, they have no morals. The job of spying and interfering with other people's lives gives them pleasure and a feeling of power over people, who can't see them. Majority of them are/were males!
The abitity to Astral Travel we all have and with things like Hemi-Sync and with all the rest of the equipment of TMI (Monroe Institute) Astral Travel becomes even easier these days.
Remote Viewers (or their Alters) are not Spiritually Advanced people , like Bob Monroe.
Highly evolved individual would never agree to make a buck this way, but these 'people' can sell their soul for money, pleasure, material things and power over people remote viewing gives them. They are power addicts! Some of them eventually give up this profession after maturing and acquiring higher morals like David Morehouse. They are a negative part of us, our negative Alters. You'll read a lot about their activities on this page. They've done a lot of horrific things to me, to my physical and emotional bodies over the years, they raped and bashed me many times. The same they've done to my son, my ex-husband George and my friends. They are constantly interfering with my computer, my website and my life and they are humans!
R.Monroe and Nancy, deep inside, didn't trust them, their noble nature was always against espionage and similar activities, but, unfortuately, Bob's Institute started getting invaded by Government Intelligence people with their Remote-Viewing courses and by Remote Viewers.
That was the reason why Bob often felt lonely and didn't trust many people, esp. after Nancy died. After Bob's transition the Government took over the Institute and they made Remote Viewing to look like a 'beneficial', 'exciting' activity, 'promoted' by Bob Monroe (at least I had that impression from watching the videos posted recently on Youtube by TMI personel. Even the book I'm reading now "The Journey of Robert Monroe" by Ron Russell, written in 2007 (though it's a very interesting book), writes about Bob and his 'frequent guests', reseachers from the US Army's Remote Viewing program at Stanford Hal Puthoff and Russell Targ, who were introducing remote viewing to Bob.
One thing is interest and another thing is to make a living out of it.
Robert's dream has always been that Hemi-Sync is for everyone, who is interested, for beneficial things. In 1996 I bought Gateway series and Metamusic on CD's and many other cassettes from Monroe Institute. I tried them for more than 2 years, did all the instructions: nothing worked. I never had a single OBE and
I don't know whom to blame:people from Monroe Institute for selling me the faulty product or Australian Post or CIA agents. Hemi-Sync signal on all the CD's and cassettes was either too weak or was never on them or destroyed on the way to Australia/in Australia. Over the years the same complaints I've heard from many people and it doesn't surprise me: look who is running the Institute! The CIA agents, who doesn't even hide it. Take, for instance Skip Atwater, who produced a video of his meeting R.Monroe and who doesn't hide his Intelligence involvement. In his book he is constantly bragging about 'his achievements'. In 1977 he 'joined the army's secret counterintelligence operation at Ford Meade, Maryland. This very small and select unit was investigating the possibilities of remote viewing and Atwater was searching for information on organizations and techniques that might be relevant' (p.107 "The Journey of Robert Monroe"). I've seen Atwater at TMI in April 2007, he didn't impress me as a highly spiritually evolved being. They are still using R.Monroe's name, his books, his ideas, his equipment, his Institute, his friends to attract more readers for Remote Viewing Courses. For those people and their teachers, Remote -Viewers and for remote viewing studies Hemi-Sync will be always available.
No wonder that Robert and Nancy sometimes could not stand some people.
I remember when I came to TMI in April 2007 and talked to people who met Bob Monroe and even participated in his seminars, the only things I heard from them was how dishonest Bob was in selling blocks of land of his "New Land" Estate, and not a word about his achievements! I started boiling up.
I couldn't understand why these people were so ungrateful and so posessed by material things: blocks of land were more important for them than Knowledge. Bob gave all his money for this project and it wasn't enough. He was constantly preoccupied where to get more money to run the Institute. Noone in the world wrote such books, gave such materials, his energy and experience to Humanity, sacrificed everything for spiritual awakening of Humanity.
In "The Journey of Robert Monroe", p.74, Ron Russell writes that by 1976 Bob "had received more than 15000 letters from the readers of his first book "Journeys out of the Body", who had similar experiences. This was the result of his efforts. And, certainly, it pleases me.
I know now that hundred eyes of magicians, shamans, remote viewers have been watching every my move since the day I was born and I wasn't aware of it.
I've made tonnes of mistakes, but I learned from it and progressed and am still amazed at such unusual progress: from a little poor girl with no normal parents and normal childhood to what I'm today. I never had a servant in my life, me and George had to do everything ourselves.
It's not important who you were yesterday, but who you are today and today! Today I am not what I've been in my childhood. This is Known for me, not a belief and, of course, not without an enormous struggle and constant help from my Total Self. If I never experienced constant pain of all kinds, I doubt that I would ever achieved what I achieved today. But, at least, like Bob Monroe, I was natural.

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Stephanie and Michael on Remote Viewing

This is a very appropriate extract about Remote Viewer activities: they are not very noble (from "The Mars Records: Pat's Story" by Stephanie and Michael Relfe). You can find the full book on S&M.Relfe page of our website.

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"Session 4: Remote Viewers Interfere (just some parts; the full version on S&M.Relfe page)
26th September 2001
Summary: We start to look at an incident related to a certain Military Cadet Program and visiting a famous CEO’s house. We are continually interrupted by a remote viewer who wants to stop Pat from remembering.
(We run through the preliminary questions about food and sleep etc.) Note the rock slam.
Pat: I feel a presence around me
Stephanie: Contact it.
Pat: I get “no contact”
Stephanie: Well, when they communicated that to you, that was a contact.
Pat: I get it’s a remote viewer and his boss
(We try a few things which don’t work. Eventually):
Stephanie: Pray for the remote viewer. Put up a blue bubble around you. It is flexible and everything sent to it bounces off.
Start of Session
Stephanie: What’s happening?
Pat: Someone is whispering in my ear “come”
Now what is happening is that someone, in present time, is interfering with the session. She is referring to something happening right now, not in the incident.
Pat: I ask “come where?” They say “with us”. I ask “where?” They say “You don’t need to know”.
This refers to what the Remote Viewer and his boss were saying to her.
Stephanie: Who is it?
Pat: A man in a suit
Stephanie: Where is he?
Pat: Here in Norfolk. He’s in the same building as the remote viewer. It’s the same room. Someone’s saying “it’s not
working”.
Body jerks. Now she is reporting on what is happening as we speak.
Stephanie: Pray for the boss
Pat: They’re mad (“Mad” in this case means “angry”)
Stephanie: Put the blue bubble back to protect us (Pat had forgotten about this, which allowed the attack to come through and cause the jerking).
Pat: The remote viewer went out of the room. They said “This is not supposed to be two-way”
Stephanie: Is this an incident in restimulation?
Pat: No It’s happening as we speak. I see myself walking between two men. Now I believe we’re in an incident from some time in the past.
Stephanie: Move through the incident telling me about it as you go.
Pat: I’m walking between two men. It’s night. The sky is moving like it’s fluid. The sky is moving to the right in a circle. There’s something inside – it’s light. We step through. We’re someplace else. It’s a building complex We’re outside
The remote viewer says “It’s just your imagination”
(Body jerks) The remote viewer who is listening to us tries to interrupt the session again
Stephanie: Say “thank you” to him
Pat: One of them says “it’s breaking down” (Body jerks)
Stephanie: What happens next? I try to get Pat’s attention away from the remote viewers and back to the incident we were looking at.
Pat: It’s stuck
Stephanie: Repeat “it’s stuck”
It’s stuck, It’s stuck etc. I’m walking toward a building. It looks white or adobe brick. It looks southern. This is the same stuff that came up with the psychiatrist.
Before Pat came to see me she had gone to a psychiatrist and asked him to acknowledge whatever she said,
while she tried to do a clearing session on herself, by repeating things like “I can’t remember” and seeing what came up. Note: This is NOT be recommended! One cannot do clearing on oneself, until one has done many hours with another, and been trained.
Pat: We’re inside. I pass through a room. I’m blocked from seeing.
Stephanie: Repeat “I’m blocked from seeing” I’m blocked from seeing, I’m blocked from seeing I don’t know why. It’s not that unusual. It’s a lobby to a building. We go into the elevators. We don’t go up. We go down. They’re interfering again – saying it’s your imagination (Note the read. This is from the remote viewers who want to stop this session)
Say “thank you” A good acknowledgement has a lot of power in it to stop unwanted attention.
Pat: Thank you. We’re still going down. We are back in the incident.
Stephanie: How far do you go?
Pat: Twenty four floors (F Note the read) I begin to feel scared. One says to the other to do something to put me back into the state where I wasn’t feeling or reacting. Something is pressed against my arm. I feel spaced. They move me forward out the door, I feel really as if I’m asleep (body jerks. Note body reaction) I feel sick. I may have gagged. It’s in my throat or stomach. I feel cold, like it’s air conditioned. I’m laid down. They want to wait till the drug wears off
Stephanie: Make this room sound proof and thought proof. (I get this idea to tell Pat, to stop the remote viewer eavesdroppers). (She) laughs. (Note the read & Pat’s laugh). She is reacting to what she is ‘seeing’ the remote viewers do.
Pat: They called you names. (She is referring to the remote viewers). Gasp! That makes so much sense! I’ve woven an energetic cocoon around us. It’s thought proof and sound proof. When I was younger I watched “Bewitched” and “I Dream of Jeannie”. I always felt inside that I could do that. When I was doing Polarity Therapy I felt I was destined to manipulate energy. I just wove that cocoon. I couldn’t do that before. I didn’t even think it. The remote viewers are very upset.
Pat is back to looking into what is going on right now with the remote viewers.
Pat: They’re planning what they’ll do. “Will take other measures”. “We can’t let this happen”. “I told you this would happen”. “We can’t let her develop”. “Then think of something” (stop for ten minute break)
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(When we come back from the break, I have started to get a headache. 5.2 TA has suddenly gone up, since we took the break)
Stephanie: Move to the incident, to the part you were up to
Pat: I’m getting interference from the remote viewer.
Stephanie: You have your abilities back – stop him. (she does so)
Pat: I put him to sleep (4.7 Note sudden drop in TA)
(My headache has now gone) Note the disappearance of my headache as soon as Pat put the remote viewer to sleep.
Two guys are wondering what happened to the remote viewer. They’re trying to wake him but can’t.
(Back to the incident):
Pat: I’m sitting on the table, looking around (Back to the remote viewers): I still feel under attack from the two men.
Stephanie: Acknowledge that, block it and continue. What’s that? (referring to the read)
Pat: I’m weaving the cocoon, making it stronger (Back to the incident): I see an instrument. It looks long and cylindrical. A woman has it. She presses it against my arm. I feel floating. My head feels really light. They’re talking to me. They ask, “When did it start?” “What do you feel?” I told them I felt connected as if stepping into a stream or linking to a link. They don’t leave me alone. I’m getting a headache (in the incident). The drug gave me a headache. (Back to the remote viewers): I can still see the remote viewers. They’re listening. They look as though they’re losing something. They’re shaking their heads, as though there’s nothing they can do. (Back to the incident): I’m sitting on the table now. I can’t quite get this.
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Stephanie: Repeat “I can’t quite get this”
Pat: I can’t quite get this, I can’t quite get this... There’s more than one man and a woman. They’re all human.
The woman is holding a clipboard. The men are talking to me, and to each other and to her. They’re putting stuff into action. They’re questioning me about my childhood. About when I first do something (SF Note the read). Something
I did that was psychic.
Stephanie: What did you do? (Back to the remote viewers):
Pat: The remote viewers are upset that I’ve connected with this I can’t remember
Stephanie: Repeat “I can’t remember”
Pat: I can’t remember, I can’t remember... What comes through is something to do with the space-time continuum.
I can influence it...
Pat: No (Back to the remote viewers):
They’re talking with each other, asking how they can handle this. (Back to the incident): I’m looking around the room...
Stephanie: Is something blocking this session?
Pat: Yes
Stephanie: Is it wernicke’s commands? Remember that these things are like layers of an onion. Each layer shows up only when the previous layer has been peeled away.
Pat: Yes
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We stopped and did kinesiology. I looked for wernicke’s commands that were blocking the session. As so often happened when I worked on Michael, there were ten commands. Some of these were the same that Michael has had.
I guess there are only so many ways you can say “you won’t remember this”.
1. “You won’t remember this”
2. “If you remember you will feel pain”
3. “Forget everything that you have seen”
4. “This didn’t happen”
5. “You can’t remember this”
6. “This is just your imagination”
7. “You remember nothing about this”
8. “This is all a dream”
9. “Forget all about this”
10. “You weren’t here”

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Session 11 p.37, "Mars Force: Pat's Story"by S&M. Relfe, part 2, p. 33-53
(the full Session 11 is on Truth about Women Page, LM).

Torture to Suppress Psychic Abilities, Sep. 5th 2002:

Note from Stephanie Relfe:
Some of the following will be very disturbing to many people. Note that it took a lot of bravery for Pat to confront and talk about these awful things. I repeat, Pat is a very gentle, ladylike, kind person and would normally never imagine even half of the horrible things that were done to her and which were removed from her conscious memory.
Start of Session ( St. is for Stephanie, P for Pat)
St: What's been happening?
P: I have Montauk on my mind.
St: Where were you yesterday, with things on your mind?
P: Mars
St: Move through the incident telling me about it as you go
P: It's easier to do this with eyes open. Underground. I'm going down. I'm taken there in the abduction. I'm in a hallway (Grief, tears, note body reactions).
There are a very few people in this hallway (Shudder). I'm getting emotionally upset. I see someone who made me upset - a doctor (Tears, note the body reaction). There is almost a hate to it. It's something he did with his hands. Some kind of trigger (body jerks again). That's not from there (the jerks).
We just got hit. (That's Pat and I right now in the room got a psychic attack).
St: By a remote viewer?
P: Yes. Put up your shields.(Laughs). They are saying "no you're not". (Pat puts her shilds up while I put up a rainbow colored shild around the apartment)..
I'm on a table. The doctor I dislike is there. I'm angry because he is the one who keeps taking me for programming. This is after Mars. After I've been time shot back . I get a feeling I've gotten rid of the connection to the machine before. That is very right...
P: They pull me out of the chair. The men are not weak. They keep saying "Stop me from doing this. Use your abilities". But I'm not in my psychic Alter . They hit me.
St: Where?
P: They push me first. I go flying. They hit me across the face. They don't let me to get up. They rape me. I feel sick to my stomach. I throw up. There is blood. I feel there - broken bones. I go mentally away so I don't feel this. It's a repeat of that. Until I'm unconscious. They rape me one after another, till I'm bloody there too. This is very unpleasant.
(F, F 3.4 Good! We are getting more reads now). I don't want to look. There is an electrical device. They shock me with that. They keep saying that I can't stop them, that I can't do a thing with my psychic abilities. I'm crying. I'm throwing up. I'm spitting blood. I'm shrieking. I'm hating them more and more and what they stand for. I'm unconscious.
I'm being moved out of the room. I'm on a table. Doctors step in. They assess me. The drug is given at this time...
So I associate danger, abuse and torture with psychic abilities...
He is talking. He is placing or inserting all the physical conscious memories of what happened. He is using the Alters to store them. The memories of pain, terror, hopelessness. He wants them to stay on an unconscious level in my normal personality. So I will react on an unconscious level with an aversion to psychic things. He wants me to remember where and by who (torture was done, LM)...
Pat later commented that she craves a cooling wind all the time and keep a fan blowing on her when one is available.
(I noticed the same thing with me and my son : we often have hot flashes and that is the sign of big number of Alters each of us have, the sign of Multiple Personality Disorder many people have; not men-o-pause creates flashes in middle aged women, but a huge number of Alters, LM).
...Normally they (psychics) produce a lot of heat...
P: Upper bone (note the read). I don't want to do this. The jerking is also because they are taking off my jumpsuit. They don't give a damn what is happening to me. They keep saying "You can't stop us. Try to stop us." They taunt
(remark intended to hurt) me to try. And then they will use it as an example that I can't stop them. At one point one of them puts his hand over my mouth, with finger and thumb and blocks my nose. I can't breath - I think he'll kill me. He holds till I almost lose consciousness, then he lets it go. I feel pressure to my head , as if he has his hand around my temple, crushing me. Telling me they'll kill me, that I can't stop them. I'm so hot.
On Mars. This is odd - because I have memories of being tortured and raped so many times...
At this point I explain to Pat that we have to go over this again and again until she doesn't care about it any more. That is when the charge is gone.
P: When I was being tortured, I vomited and defaecated. And they used that as part of it. I was such a mess. They...
shouldn't do that to me! (Tears. Note read and body reaction). Every time they did something to me, they used it psychologically. They took away completely my control - of breathing, everything. They reduced me to a hideous (very ugly)... I hated them for it (Tears). They did perverse things. They urinated on me. They made me eat my own shit. They rubbed it on me. All I wanted to was destroy them (Tears. Grief). They annihilated me - every respect. It was as if they were doing this, the real psychological thing - the taunts - the threats. They were going to kill me. One said "Let's cut her clothes open - let's cut her deep." There was no safe heaven. One was going to gourge out my eyes. Animals. At one point they said they were going to set me on fire. Anything that would make me afraid...

St: Raped. Tell me about being raped.
P: These were big men. When they raped me, my face came just to their chest. I could't breath. They did everything to make me think it was my last second of life. Like when raping me, they would press against me so I could not breath. One choked me almost right to the brink (end) and then let go. I couldn't connect to any of my abilities. Finally I couldn't take it at all in.
St: When they were raping you, did it hurt?
P: Yes. It felt like I was being torn apart. They used all openings. They use the anus as well. And mouth. And when I went unconscious, they would hit and shake me till i woke (note the read). They also doused me (put into water) - told me it was gasoline. I can feel the fear from that (Note the read). There wasn't anything left. There was no way I would touch psychic abilities. They wanted me to associate psychic abilities with such terror and endangerment of life, that
I'd never do it, ever (Tears. Grief)...
P: If I win, I can wipe out their system (on Mars) without injury to anyone (Laugh)."

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These materials are also on S&M.Relfe page with a full explanation:

"...Women are sluts
She’s to blame
Girls cause problems
If there’s a way to mess up your life, a woman will find a way (from a guy in the Navy)
Women are trouble
Girls are trouble
Women cause problems
Only men should command
Only men should give orders
Women are irresponsible
Women screw up things
Women are crazy
Women are insane
This list may seem extreme, but if you do enough wernicke’s commands on enough people, I think you will get to see, as I have done, that most people have dozens of similar commands in their brain. That is a major reason why there are so few happy, long lasting marriages these days.
I started a clearing session on the biofeedback meter with Michael, but got no results.
Then we looked for Wernicke’s commands and got the jackpot. We found and removed the following nine wernicke’s commands:
"Zap those you love"
"Zap your friends"
"Don’t zap your comrades"
"Suppress your loved ones"
"Suppress your friends"
"Don’t suppress your comrades"
"Swat your loved ones". (It took a while to find this one. We discovered that the term ‘swat’ is jargon which is used on Mars to mean ‘psychic zapping’).
"Swat your friends"
"Don’t swat your comrades"
The commands he (Stephanie's husband Michael, who is a remote viewer apart from other things, LM) had been given which related to relationships included:
“You can't trust anyone” (given by the doctor).
“You have no friends”
“Women are sluts”
“You don't need anyone”
I began to come to the realization that many people I knew who had great problems with relationships were also the ones with the most metaphysical abilities. I had always presumed that somehow having metaphysical abilities made having a relationship difficult. I began to see this differently – having metaphysical abilities means that one is highly likely to have been abducted, and also to have been given commands to keep one on one’s own."

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Remote Viewers on Youtube

Blackwater "Psycho Killers"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ALYLnj1Cb8U

Ingo Swann       http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vu6ehLgf0A&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 1
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 2 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UKD1AYCPo4Y&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 3 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zNkLoYaRGds&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 4      http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9ggY6h8qHiI&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 5   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8SgEKLiwOKk&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 6   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aj-mbcST85E&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 7   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iwcjcs4Eiac&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 8
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 9 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d23iGh-Atw8&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 10   http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kC-MNUtxSAM&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 11 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zFE0IKCTu9Y&feature=related
Remote Viewing Program - Ingo Swann Part 12 (last part) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ER37lDs-OMw&feature=related

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Hal Puthoff Pt. 1 of 5- The Search for Zero Point Energy
Hal Puthoff Pt. 3 of 5- Levitation and Quantum theory
Hal Puthoff pt. 4 on Spaceships and Wormholes of 5 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWSVNgxlL_4&feature=related
Hal Puthoff pt.5 of 5- Remote Viewing and Consciousness http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fow3fDF16Ss&feature=related

Hemi-Sync and Remote Viewing #1
Hemi-Sync and Remote Viewing #2
Hemi-Sync and Remote Viewing #3
Hemi-Sync and Remote Viewing #4
CIA Uses Psychics To Surveil and Control Americans
Using Psychic Abilities Wisely & Well 1/3
CIA Remote Viewing Program, Mind control, precognition
REMOTE VIEWING HOW TO ASSOCIATIVE ASTRAL PROJECTION MIND CONTROL
How Remote Viewing Works: Dr. Simeon Hein Pt. 1
An OBE or Out-of-Body Experiment with a PSI Component
What Remote Viewing Tells Us About UFOs and ETs (Part I)
Remote Viewing (1)
Remote Viewing: What is remote viewing?
What Remote Viewing Tells Us About UFOs and ETs (Part II)
Predicting headlines using Remote Viewing
Remote Viewing - Joe McMoneagle interview
Joe McMoneagle, Remote Viewing Workshop
Michael Shermer Remote Viewing Experiment Part 1
How Remote Viewing Works: Dr. Simeon Hein Pt. 1

What is Remote Viewing?
CIA Remote Viewing Program, Mind control, precognition
The Remote Viewers -part one
Remote Viewing Pt.1
Remote Viewing Pt.2
Remote Viewing Pt.3
Remote Viewing Pt.4
Remote Viewing Pt.5
Remote Viewing Pt.6
Remote Viewing Pt.7
Remote Viewing Pt.8
Remote Viewing Pt.9
Remote Viewing with Russell Targ and Alan Steinfeld
Remote Viewing 1 of 2
Joe McMoneagle, Remote Viewing Workshop
Michael Shermer Remote Viewing Experiment Part 1
Remote Viewing Terrorist Attacks (Ed Dames)

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Robert Monroe's attitude towards Remote Viewing

"The Journey of R.Monroe" by Ronald Russell, p. 267-9:

"Since his early twenties, Monroe had never lived alone for more than a few months and now, with no one to make the coffee or drink it with him, and only the dogs and cats for company - sadly, his favorite cat Fusby had died just three days before Nancy (transition) - he found it very hard. George Durrette came up the mountain to chat with him from time to time and Ed Sturz brought him catfish from the lake, but he (Bob) had no close neighbors and, apart from Rita and Martin Warren and his agent Eleanor Friede, few friends of his own generation. He joined the Warrens for dinner once a week, usually driving to the café in nearby Lovingston, and sometimes had lunch with Rita on a Saturday, while on Sunday mornings he might visit Ed and Ruth Sturz for breakfast at their home on Rainbow Ridge. When the lack of company became hard to bear, he would drive down to the Warrens and sit in their living room, talking with anyone who happened to look in. He would call Cindy once a week, conversations that brought them closer together than they had been when Cindy was living on the New Land. A.J. and his wife Sharon moved in to the lower floor of the Gift House and did their best to keep him on a healthy diet. While he was grateful for their presence, they had little in common, especially notions about food. “Have you ever heard of pesto?” he asked Mark one day. “It’s green! Doesn’t make sense to me to eat green,” a remark that accords with his distaste for most vegetables. One positive move he made was to buy an adjustable bed he had seen advertised on television, and he appreciated the ease with which he could raise or lower either end to make himself comfortable.
Having alienated himself from Scooter and thereby also from Joe, Monroe had no one nearby to confide in.

When Joe had moved to the New Land he had become a close personal confidant to Bob, meeting with him most days, acting with power of attorney when required, and helping him also with various personal matters. That relationship was now over, with no prospect of it being renewed.(Joe McMoneagle was the best Remote Viewer working for CIA and Scooter is his wife), that was the reason for alienation between him and Robert Monroe, LM).
However, there was one employee with whom he felt he could share at least some of his concerns, and whom he did not suspect of angling to take over the Institute when the time came. This was Mark Certo. Moving into a nostalgic frame of mind, he asked Mark to digitize and catalogue hundreds of reels of tapes of the radio shows, such as High Adventure and Nightmare with Peter Lorre, which he had produced in the 1940s and 1950s. Since the move to Roberts Mountain these reels had been stored in a barn on the New Land, slowly deteriorating in an old chest covered with dust and rodent droppings. For Mark, working on these recordings provided entertainment of the highest order, especially those orchestral interludes in which Bob could be heard interacting with the musicians and conductor. The whole experience, he said, provided a fascinating journey through the history of broadcasting in America. For Monroe, listening to these tapes provided a relief from his unhappiness and he especially enjoyed answering the questions that arose as they listened to these recollections of times long gone by.

Another source of entertainment for Monroe and Mark Certo were the Wednesday evening sessions, when Martin Warren, A.J., and occasional visitors from the neighborhood - strictly men only - joined them in the dining hall to play poker (last couple of years of his life, LM). For Monroe, a longtime poker player with handful of tricks as well as the ability to read his opponents’ minds, this was a special pleasure. Away from the loneliness of his cabin he could forget his responsibilities and the concerns of the Institute and enjoy the challenges of the game and the jokes of his companions.
A special bonus at this difficult time was the success of the revised Guidelines program, which was received with acclamation by both staff and participants. Many of them thought it was the best work that Monroe had done."

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Psychic Warrior by David Morehouse

This extract is showing a meeting David had with his 'dead' friend he loved most and things he taught David. And also the experience of going forward and backwoods in Time David had and described.

From “PSYCHIC WARRIORS” by David Morehouse

P.9-14
"Concentrate on the movement. It's no different from the others you've done. Concentrate on moving forward or backward in Time until you see the surface below you."
Straining, I tensed my neck, rolled my head backwards, and closed my eyes. I began to feel something moving through me, like an energy fluid or an electrical charge (that's how Time energy feels like, LM).
I rocked my head foward and opened my eyes to see Time peeling of the Earth day by day, the picture beneath me changing with each passing moment. "...that's unbelievable!" I shouted.
"Concentrate. You have to stop quickly when you get the picture you want."
I watched in amazement. The terrain below me remained unchanged, but the cloud patterns flickered and strobed their way through Time, changing like a rabbit-fire slide show. I noticed the cloud cover beginning to dissipate, slowly chiseled away at its outer perimetep. Focusing carefully, I waited for the exact moment. “Okay, I got it! It’s clear!”
I thought I heard Mel laughing at my novice enthusiasm, but I couldn’t help it. This was like my first solo flight in an airplane- I was in control, but out of control.
“All right, start your movement to the surface. Go back to the coordinate site and tell me what you see.”
In an instant I was standing in a small clearing maybe thirty feet in diameter, surrounded by triple-canopy jungle. The trees towered around me in every direction, but through the undergrowth I could see another mountain in the distance. In the strange apparitional way one moves in the ether, I moved to the break in the undergrowth. My gaze fixed on the distant hills and rock formations; I lost track of the ground beneath me. At a break in the dense foliage, I paused to see what was around me. For some reason I looked down at my feet, only to find that I was floating in midair, hundreds of feet above the next level of the jagged rocks. With my eyes locked on the distance, I had walked out of the jungle and straight off a ledge into thin air. “Shit!” I exclaimed, startling Mel.
“What? What’s wrong?”
“I’m okay... I’m okay. I just scared the hell out of myself there for a second, but I’ve got it now.”
“I want you to go to the crash site. Get control of yourself and concentrate; go to the crash site.”
“I’m moving there now- at least, that’s where I think I’m going. I’m beginning to move pretty quickly.” The trees and undergrowth were flashing past me in an iridescent green blur. I began to experience vertigo again, that sickening feeling in my stomach boiling up until I thought for sure I would vomit.
Mel watched in amusement as my physical body grew pale and clammy. He had seen viewers bilocate to a target like this before. He had also seen them get sick before. “Concentrate on slowing down, Dave. You’re moving too fast... Slow down.... Keep your bearings.”
I tried as hard as I could to slow my progress, but it was like trying to stop a train. I kept moving at the same speed. My phantom body passed through anything that got in its way. When I hit small stuff, nothing happened; but when I hit bigger stuff, like trees and rocks, I felt as if a flat puff of air was hitting my face. It was the oddest thing I’d ever experienced. Everything I was perceiving began to darken, as if the sun were setting, but there was no longer any color, only gray and black. “Something’s wrong!” I shouted. “Something’s really wrong!”
“What? Tell me what you see.”
“Everything is turning dark.... Everything is....” I lost consciousness. My physical body lay there suspended between reality and the world I’d found in the ether. Mel left me to the silent world. He knew where I was; he’d been there.
I opened my eyes as the shroud of darkness slowly withdrew. It was an eerie feeling standing there in some other world at some other time. I couldn’t tell if I was dreaming or not; the images before me were there, but not there. If I looked at them too hard, they turned into something else. I could see the ground beneath my feet, but I couldn’t feel anything. A light mist surrounded the place where I stood, thickening as it snaked back into the surrounding jungle.
A roughly triangular object caught my attention and I approached it in the darkness. It was about a foot across and maybe two feet wide at the base, with jagged edges as though it had been ripped from where it belonged. I reached out to touch it, and gasped as my hand passed through to the other side. “Damn!” I looked at my hand to see if it was intact.
Mel asked, “Would you like to tell me what happened?”
“I’m sorry. I tried to touch something, a piece of something, but-“
“Your can’t touch anything. There’s nothing physical there. Don’t waste time trying, it only confuses you. Look for your target, but also search within yourself; focus on the event you came to witness. Think about-“
“Wait!” I said. “Something’s moving. Over there, near the edge of the jungle, where the trees get thicker.” I moved to where I thought the noise came from, where I saw something down low, glistening in the eerie light. It was an object much like the first one, only bigger. I stared at it, trying to make it out.
“That’s all that’s left,” said the voice from the mist.
“Who’s there? Who said that?”
“The Indians carried most of it away. It took them about a year. Anything useful to them is gone now. Just as well... it served its purpose.”
A gaunt young man appeared in the mist some ten feet away from me. I could make out only his silhouette; nothing else was visible in the drifting haze. “Who are you?” I asked, squinting.
“Has it been that long for you, David?”
“What are you talking about? Been that long-?” And then it struck me. “Mike? Mike, is that you?”
“I wondered what it would be like again.... I’ve come to you so many times, but you just don’t remember.”
“I do remember- it’s the dreams, right? You’ve come to me in the dreams, haven’t you?” I moved closer to the figure. I stopped about three feet away from him, but he was no more clear than he had been at ten feet.
“It won’t help you to get any closer. This is as perfect as we get to your eyes.”
“I can’t see your eyes or your face.”
“That’s because you haven’t yet learned to see in this world. But you will. Those who came here before, they know how to see. They watched us die. I felt them. I felt them in me and around me; they were very comforting. They helped me understand what had happened.”
“What did happen?” Boy, I felt stupid asking that. I’d walked into it just as I always did when he was alive. I could almost feel him grinning.
“Well, I died, of course.”
“Of course. But what happened- I mean, what happened to the chopper?”
“None of that is important anymore.” There was a long pause.
“What’s important is for us to say good-bye... and I love you. And thank you for taking care of Sharon all these years.”
“How-?”
“We see everything here. Forward, backward... everything. I watched you cry. I even watched your second daughter come into your world. I knew her before you did.”
Eight years of emotion welled up inside me, and I felt tears streaming down my face. “Oh, Jesus.” I wept openly, overcome by grief and happiness.
“It’s okay, David. It’s okay. Don’t weep for me.”
“I’m not crying for you, you big ass. I’m crying because I miss you. You were my brother, and I miss you.” Mike stepped closer to me, and as he did I felt a warmth I cannot explain. He stood there close to me, watching me weep, and everything around me became lighter than before. It was as if there were unseen light or energy around him, and his being close to me let me inside its protective glow somehow. I looked up at him, and I could see his face, his wonderful loving face, just as I had seen him eight years ago.
“How are you?” he asked.
I choked on my words, trying to be funny. “Well, better than you.” I tried to smile.
Mike smiled back. “Oh, yeah? Who’s getting old, and who’s not?”
“Yeah, you’re right about that.” I paused, trying to sort out the ten thousand things I wanted to say. I wanted to catch up on the void that eight years had brought to my life. “You know, I never got over your leaving me. Neither did Debbie or Sharon. You just couldn’t be explained, or accepted, or forgotten.”
“Good- not being forgotten, that is. It’s kind of a status thing here.” He glanced around. “But acceptance- you need to feel that. You need to understand that I’m dead, but not gone. I’ve moved on to other things, things I can’t explain to you. You don’t have the eyes for it yet, but you will. That other guy with you now, what’s his name?”
“Mel Riley.”
“Yeah, that’s him, Mel Riley.” Mike sighed. “Well, he’s got the eyes, and I’ve seen him before. He’s a gentle man with an honest and giving heart. He wept when he found us. Listen to him and he’ll get you through all this. He’ll give you eyes and the gift. I know you’ve seen others. They told me you were given a message in the desert. Listen to what you’re told, David; it’s important. Not just to you, but to all humanity.”
I shook my head. “Now wait a minute-“
Mike interrupted me. “It’s time to say goodbye, Dave. I have to go; our business is over for now. You tell Debbie I miss her, and tell Sharon I’m happy for her as well. Tell her I said she should marry him.
I didn’t know what he was talking about, and it must have showed.
“Just tell her that. She’ll understand.”
I knelt there looking up to him as if he were a god. The tears came again as the warmth in me intensified. Mike reached out for me with his hand, touched my shoulder, and moved to brush my cheek. I was grateful for what I’d seen. I was filled with something I’d never known existed, something I couldn’t explain. I watched as Mike’s image paled in the light. “Don’t go,” I pleaded. “Please, don’t go.” I reached for the place where he had been only an instant before.. and there was nothing. As the darkness crept back around me, a voice pierced it from somewhere: “Get your eyes, Dave.” And then there was nothing. I felt numb, kneeling there.
“Time to come back, Dave,” said Mel’s calming voice. “You’re done for now. Break it off and come on back.”
I did what I’d been taught, and the cycle began to reverse itself. Over the years, the process of accessing a target was to become easier for me. I eventually became one of the best viewers Mel had ever trained. But it wasn’t really anything I did. Mel was the teacher; he was the watcher and I was to learn from him as a son learns from his father.
I never forgot what Mike told me. Four years passed before I saw him again, there in the ether. But things were different that time; my life had changed and a new destiny was confronting me. This is the story of how I arrived at that destiny, and how I became the Watcher."

The mixture of Sun and the Ball of Advanced Thoughts, camouflaged by phony pentagons, is in our backyard. Apr. 2010

A yellow holographic transparent filter was placed by someone invisible in front of the lenses of my camera when I was taking these pictures. I don't use filters or any other techniques!
A gray holographic transparent filter was placed by someone invisible in front of the lenses of my camera

A gray holographic transparent filter was placed by someone invisible in front of the lenses of my camera

A brownish-gray holographic transparent filter was placed by someone invisible in front of the lenses of my camera when I was taking this picture of the Sun. It's not quite right: the Sun is between me and the wires and I am a few meters in front of the wires! It shows that this sun on all 3 photos is in another dimension, in another wavelength!

A yellow holographic transparent filter was placed by someone invisible in front of the lenses of my camera when I was taking this picture. There is also something white on the bottom of the picture, which I didn't see!

This is how it looks without the white fluff of Advanced Human Thoughts

Human Thoughts around our Centre at windy night, 2010

2010, Moon opposite our Centre, Australia

With such a glow/aura it doesn't seem to be the Moon opposite our Centre, but more of the Holographic New Earth (but I could be wrong, I need more evidence). March 2010, Australia. I also had seen the faint white trace of the White Beam vertically crossing the full screen of the viewfinder like on the pictures of the Solar Eclipse, here on this link. I didn't see it moving yet, but eventually it will show. 2010, opposite our Centre, Australia

2010, Moon opposite our Centre, Australia

With such a glow/aura it doesn't seem to be the Moon opposite our Centre, March 2010, Australia. I also had seen the faint white trace of the White Beam vertically crossing the full screen of the viewfinder like on the pictures of the Solar Eclipse, here on this link. I didn't see it moving yet, but eventually it will show.

2010, Moon opposite our Centre, Australia

With such a glow/aura it doesn't seem to be the Moon opposite our Centre, but more of the Holographic New Earth (but I could be wrong). March 2010, Australia. I also had seen the faint white trace of the White Beam vertically crossing the full screen of the viewfinder like on the pictures of the Solar Eclipse, here on this link. I didn't see it moving yet, but eventually it will show. 2010, opposite our Centre, Australia

2010, Moon opposite our Centre, Australia

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