PLEASE TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY - NUCLEAR SUBMARINES ARE WRECKING MY LIFE

Please take this seriously - the transmissions to the submarines are very intense as the TV from the Olympics is being streamed  to them.
The reactions that I describe that are being felt by individuals on shore are consequently intensified.
No one is immune.



NUCLEAR SUBMARINES

ARE

WRECKING

MY LIFE

And not just my life, but also the lives of many other people.

No – I am not an ‘anti’ – ‘anti –this’ or ‘anti- that’.

I am certainly not anti-‘nuclear’.  How could I be, when I spent the whole of my working life in the nuclear plants of Sellafield and Calder Hall Power Station?

And even if I have a view about the ‘nuclear deterrent’

I would certainly not discuss it in an article such as this.

No!  In fact, I admire the submariners and their dedication to our defence.

It is the systems  that are used to communicate with them that create the problems – 

quite serious problems.

Nuclear submarines must be hidden and undetected wherever they are deployed, from the Arctic to the Antarctic, for periods of up to three months at a time.  Completely undetectable.

Which means that they never use anything such as satellite aerials or surface aerials of any sort that may be visible from satellite surveillance. 

They must receive their communications while they are deep in the deepest parts of the oceans of the World.  Anywhere in the World.

Communications that are transmitted through the Earth and Ocean.

There is a considerable amount of information available on the Internet if you search for ‘Communication with nuclear submarines’, and ‘Extremely Low Frequency Program’, but essentially this is what happens.

An ’aerial’ is created from a long electrical cable which is ‘plugged’ into the ground at each end, and which is ‘fed’ at its mid-point with the transmitted communications.  

The Russians are quite open with information about their installation which is near Murmansk. 

Their ‘aerial’ is 10 km long and is ‘plugged’ into the earth at either end in what may be described as mini mine-shafts.  The US transmitter is believed to be in Wisconsin, while that of the UK is believed to be within a forest in Northern Scotland.  As for the others – the countries deploying these submarines – France, Israel, China, Pakistan, I believe, - possibly Australia – each will have its own transmission system and transmitter location, ensuring that the World is criss-crossed with these signal.

The Russians transmit using a frequency of 82 Hz or cycles per second,   while the USA uses a frequency of 78 Hz.  The remaining countries that deploy these submarines are very sparing with information, or are completely silent.

These transmissions are non-directional, and are capable of reaching anywhere on the planet – land as well as sea.

All life is very sensitive to its electrical and electromagnetic, em, environment – witness the reported behaviour of some animals as they respond to the seismic earth currents that are created at the onset of earthquakes.  (One man in Los Angeles actually predicts impending quakes from the frequency of lost pet adverts in public media, while famously, 90,000 lives were saved when, in 1975, the Chinese city of Haicheng was evacuated because of observation of unusual animal behaviour.  The subsequent powerful earthquake destroyed the greatest part of the city).

Acknowledging my status as a mammal, I, also, am aware of changes to my electrical/electromagnetic environment.  Indeed, for many years I have been aware of my ultra-sensitivity, and do all that I can to eliminate sources of electromagnetic (em) radiation.  My relative isolation keeps me away from most – there is no mobile phone signal – and domestically I avoid much em radiation, even to the exclusion of Wi.fi – and would resist ‘to the death’ any attempt to install an electrical ‘smart meter’

Although the actual strength of the transmitted signal is low when it reaches me, the strength is immaterial – it simply acts as a trigger that activates the ‘autonomic’ reactions of my nervous system, reactions that induce all of the physical feelings of deep anxiety.

The transmission frequencies are known as Extra Low Frequency (ELF), and have been well studied and written about.  

Principally, they can affect the function of the nervous system, while the extremely lowest frequencies may induce altered states of consciousness.

Because the submarines can only receive the signals, transmissions from the land bases have to be made at specific times.  Nations will transmit at different frequencies, and at their own chosen times, which in my experience is on the quarter hour – there are individual transmissions going on all through the day – and also the night.

I first became aware of ‘something’ several years ago.  That ‘something’ occurred at 6 a.m., when, immediately, I sensed that ‘something electrical’ had been switched on ‘somewhere’.  Lying in bed, I was immediately consumed with a strong feeling of ‘depression’ – mental and physical.  Friends with whom I communicate each day were also describing similar experiences and reactions. 

Seven a.m. ‘switch on’ creates something entirely different.  The function of my brain is ‘slowed down’ and my balance is affected.

And so on, through the day and night, with different reactions being induced at different times.

Having eliminated anything local as a source of these reactions, further analysis and observation over time, led me to speculate about the nuclear submarines, and to receive confirmation via the Internet.

To write in greater detail will result in a very long article.  So I shall be brief.

‘Switch on’ instantly creates a strong sensation in the perineum and genitals and a false desire to urinate and defecate.  (I have ample opportunity to observe farm animals, and invariably they urinate and defecate immediately when alarmed.)

The throat becomes tense, and breathing is held at a minimal level, whilst the midriff is tautened and an unpleasant ‘gut feeling’ induced.

Wrists, calves and buttock also tense, whilst the shoulders hunch.

The palms of the hands, finger ends and the soles of the feet become ‘desensitised’-, almost numb.

Frequently, the lower bowel develops quantities of ‘wind’ or ’gas’ with accompanying ‘mucus’, which when expelled becomes what is generally known as a ‘wet fart’.

There are times, when a transmission is particularly strong and lengthy, thereby creating an intense inner feeling of anxiety, the complete liquid contents of the lower bowel may be expelled violently and without the possibility of restraint, and. depending where it actually happens, may be the cause of great embarrassment. 

In other words these are the reactions of a mammal in a state of panic or deep anxiety - trying to keep a ’low profile’ when potentially in danger, yet being prepared to run for its life.

In the human mammal, when the aches and tensions become an almost permanent feature of one’s life, attempts are made to ‘rationalise’ them, tolerate them, or to find ‘common cause’ with other sufferers.  Just as I do with the friends with whom I communicate frequently on these matters. 

In desperation, one of these friends presented her GP with a full litany of every reaction and symptom, ending with “Will you please tell me what is wrong with me?” 

She received the reply – “The answer is that I don’t know – practically every GP in the country is being asked that same question, and we don’t know the answer.”

Because of their isolation, sub-mariners need to be kept informed about daily life in their home country, and there are times when the transmissions are long and continuous.  This is particularly so when there are major sporting events taking place and when there are major international tensions.

A prime example of the latter occurred when President Obama was planning to bomb Syria in reprisal for the alleged use of chemical weapons by Government Forces.  The transmissions must have been continuous as the naval units of the various nations were kept informed and received instructions - and my internal reactions became almost unbearable – as were those of my ‘contacts’.

Then Russia intervened, and I went to bed on the Sunday evening not knowing what the next day would bring.  I woke in the night – and there was nothing…  And again, throughout the Monday – nothing – as it must have been at the dawn of time.

Obama had ‘blinked’ and everyone was holding their breath, waiting to see what would happen next.  My phone hardly stopped ringing as friends rang to comment in amazement and to enquire.

‘Normal service’ resumed on the Tuesday….

Currently, the situation in Syria and the rest of the Middle East is so tense and volatile that it is inevitable that transmissions will be frequent and long.

At this moment, it is mid-day on Thursday 24th of March and there is a powerful transmission, with the result that I have had to cease writing, because it is virtually impossible to think coherently or to make rational decisions because of intense and continuous physical and mental reactions.  Additionally, my gullet is ‘locked’ and food will not descend.

I have written elsewhere suggesting that the large increase in the number of whales that are becoming stranded on European beaches and elsewhere in the World is also the result of their disturbance and panic caused by the electromagnetic phenomena that surround them as they swim.

While I cannot put myself in the place of a whale in the ocean, I have no difficulty in imagining the confusion and panic that might be created in such a huge creature when it is completely surrounded and swamped by ‘alien’ influences similar to the ones that I am feeling.

In terms of human reactions, I can write solely about my experiences and those of the group of friends who live in the same area.  The majority are also retired and, like me, live lives that are fairly ‘static’ – living in small houses or bungalows, and hence spending much time ‘close to the ground’.

 

Additionally, the area in which we live was formerly very actively volcanic, and has a base stratum of granite.  Whether or not this has any significance in the distribution of these signals as opposed to the distribution in zones having different geology, I have no way of knowing.

Individuals who live and/or work in high rise buildings, will be subject to diminishing influence, while those who live in what have been described as the ‘urban electromagnetic jungles’, where there is already a great amount of em radiation from a great variety of sources,  they are least likely to be aware of subtle changes within their environment – although their bodies and brains will, willy nilly, detect the transmissions, and will create corresponding involuntary reactions.

I speculate whether the influences and reactions that I describe make any contribution to the acknowledged increase in mental health problems, early onset dementia and an observed upsurge in human aggression.

Also, it is a significant fact that in the majority of the World regions where revolution, upheaval and turmoil are happening, the inhabitants live and sleep essentially on or very close to the ground – and since the transmissions to the submarines are non-directional, there is not a place on earth where they will not reach.

USEFUL READING

The published researches of Dr. Cyril Smith of Salford University give much information concerning sensitivity to em transmissions.

His book ‘Electro-magnetic Man’ is very informative.  (Sorry, no ISBN)

Likewise, the publications of American Orthopaedic Surgeon, the late

Dr. Robert O. Becker, are very relevant and very readable.

‘The Body Electric’ – ISBN -  0 – 688 – 06971 – 1

‘Crosscurrents’ – ISBN – 978 – 0 – 87477 – 609 – 6

Additionally there are many articles and reports on the subject of ‘Etho-geological forecasting’  e.g. by Rupert Sheldrake et al, which describe the reactions of a variety of animals and other life forms to terrestrial electricity from all of its various origins.

THIS IS A VERY BROAD OUTLINE, BASED UPON MY OWN OBSERVATIONS IN MY OWN LOCATION.  OTHERS MAY HAVE DIFFERENT OR NO REACTIONS.  I SHALL ADD TO THIS ARTICLE WITH ANY NEW OBSERVATIONS AND REACTIONS AND COMMENTS THAT HAVE RELEVANCE.

ROY VINCENT

From the age of 18, when I trained as a radar specialist in the wartime Royal Navy, until my retirement from a lifetime’s employment as a measurement specialist in the Nuclear World of Sellafield and Calder Hall, I have been involved with the detection and measurement of minute electrical, electromagnetic and nuclear phenomena.

Currently, I have no equipment with which to detect and measure the phenomena about which I write other than my sensitive body and brain.  However, I have many words that I could use to express the resentment that I feel at this gross intrusion from a system that is designed to protect me – from what?

How many liberties must we sacrifice

to overcome our fears?

Here is one final thought – if there really is a conflict, it is possible that many individuals onshore might be rendered incapable of fighting because of their mental and physical inertia, intensified by the great increase in transmissions.

СЛЫШАНИЕ ГОЛОСОВ: ШИЗОФРЕНИЯ

СЛЫШАНИЕ ГОЛОСОВ: ШИЗОФРЕНИЯ

АВТОР: РОЙ ВИНСЕНТ

Осенью 1979, я начал слышать голоса и испытывать другие явления, и это продолжается с тех пор. Таким образом, в течение более чем тридцати лет, я никогда не был свободен от этих вторжений, которые вторгаются, очевидно, или подсознательно в мой ум и умственные способности, и довольно сильно или тонко в мое тело и чувства.

Я использую слово 'вторжение' преднамеренно, потому что они не продукт отклоняющегося ума, ни больного мозга; ни галлюцинаций, ни даже заблуждений. C 1979 года, я не сомневаюсь то, что я испытываю, имеет духовное происхождение. Использование слова 'духовный' для некоторых предполагает 'религию', 'спиритизм', 'богословие' и т.п. - слова, которые во многом являются пугающими, и вероятно могут привести к отказу от даже открытия моей книги. Забудьте такие предвзятые мнения. Я - инженер и мой подход, и язык - это подход инженера - столь же точный и реалистический, какой может быть в пределах мира опыта, который является самым неточным и нереалистичным.
С начала я делал заметки, которые с 1998 начали превращаться в последовательный материал, поскольку я научился пользоваться компьютером. В ходе моего чтении в области психического здоровья я нашел то, что называют ‘Первыми Признаками шизофрении, и я понял, что я испытал их все, и записал их, хотя бы своими собственными словами. Все же - и это - самый важный пункт, что я отчаянно пытаюсь сделать - я никогда не был болен этой болезнью, и при этом не обращался за помощью или получил консультацию из мира психиатрии или религии. Напротив, я пишу, чтобы предостеречь от обоих направлений, которые пытаются помочь психически больным и людям с потревоженной психикой.

По мере того, как я писал, мои слова были прочитаны друзьями, которые работают в области психиатрии. Поскольку они читали мои материалы, они хотели знать о том, что было 'до' - то есть о моей жизни перед началом вторжений. Я понял, что я должен действительно написать о жизни 'до', чтобы отделить это от событий 1979 года и что последовало потом, поскольку кроме факта того, что оба события случились со мной, они полностью несвязанны.

Что случилось со мной 'до' можно считать историей самой по себе, и это является первой частью моей книги. В 1961, у меня была успешная карьера в ядерной промышленности, карьера, которую я потерял после постановки неправильного диагноза и последующего ненужного лечения. То, что, как теперь известно, было инфекцией Cryptosporidia, врачи рассматривали как 'нервозность', и я начал жизнь с препаратом Librium. После двух лет непрерывного использования я подсел на медицинские препараты и стал иждивенцем, и показывающим многие из побочных эффектов препарата. Я начал 'психиатрический' год, который открылся двумя эпизодами "холодной индейки",госпитализацией в течение в общей сложности двадцати недель, 23 процедур Электро Судорожной Терапии, 'экспериментов' со множеством препаратов, таких как Tryptizol, Melleril, Valium, Pertofran и некоторые бензодиазепины и барбитураты, плюс терапия инсулиновым шоком- и это закончилось фарсом, вторым мнением от того, кто продолжал становиться старейшиной в мире психиатрии.

Я рано закончил свою карьеру и в моем доме было много проблем. И в реальной исчислении, я потерял более чем полмиллиона фунтов. Но в это трудно поверить, эффективно начал новую жизнь. Эта жизнь, которая была и очаровательна и полезна - даже при том, что после четырех лет включала события, которые тогда привели к духовным вторжениям. Поскольку я узнал, мало того, что есть злорадные мнения, что 'шизофреник' это плохо, но есть также доброжелательные мнения.

Целая история можно найти в книге известного целителя, покойного Брюса Макманавея, у которого был талант лечить. Этот талант дал хороший эффект, и который принес мне много положительного при общении с замечательными людьми.
Мой подход инженера привел меня к исследованию нашего взаимодействия с электрической окружающей средой, и пониманию аспектов электричества и здоровья. Узнавая электрическую природу иглоукалывания, например, я расширил свое знание и опыт в этой области.

Я идентифицировал более чем тридцать разных уловок, которые используют 'эти сущности' и описал их подробно. Я также понял, что доступ в ум уязвимого человека могут быть открыты через такие действия как гипноз и гипнотерапия, регрессия прошлых жизней, Рейки, использования каналов и различные формы 'предсказания'. Есть предостережения, также при выпуске духов, и многих других тайных методов, которые вовлекают ‘открытие ума’: и ссылки также на возможность таких 'воссозданных' наркотиков как гашиш/марихуана и мескалин, имеющий тот же самый эффект, что и эффект фигурируемый у шаманов. Я думаю, что аналогичное воздействие этих практик может привести к маниакальной депрессии.

Среди моих героев такие разнообразные люди как Галилей, Парацельсус и Никола Тесла, и я указываю и делаю выводы исходя из их учения, а также материалов и коммуникаций с психиатрами, психологами и другими специалистами в области умственного здоровья. Я также изучал сведения о известной слышавшей голоса и видевшей видения, Святой Терезы Авильской.

Я удивил себя, когда я нашел, что мои предварительные записки стали книгой. Когда я читаю то, что я написал, есть времена, когда я чувствую, как будто я очищен физически, и что сырой 'я' таким образом выставлен для всех, чтобы видеть его в пульсирующей боли и муке. Все же я открыл себя, мою жизнь и мои события охотно в надежде, что знание, что я приобрел, будет использоваться, перенося людей, или будет использоваться для их выгоды родственниками больных и профессионалами в мире психиатрии и заботе о психических нарушений. Поскольку я рассматриваю появление моей книги как напечатанной рукописи, то я могу надеяться, что это будет так. Хотя, реалистично, все, что я могу сделать для вас и мою веру в Вас как читателя, и присоединиться к поэту В.Б.Йитсу, когда он размышляет -
Куда Идут Мои Книги

Все слова, которые я произношу,
И все слова, которые я пишу
Должны распространить свои неутомимые крылья
И никогда отдых в их полете,
Пока они не прибывают туда, где ваше грустное, грустное сердце.

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THE VOICE - CONTROLLED BY THE VOICE

CONTROLLED BY THE VOICE

By

ROY VINCENT

I sought not these voices that enter my head,

Nor this physical ‘other’ that escorts me to bed.

‘Innocence’, it seems, then, was my middle name

When first I tried dowsing - but ‘twas not a game.

Curiosity drove me.  But most curious I found,

Were voices that spoke without making a sound.

With my mind wide open – no barriers in place,

I sat one bright day, gazing, lost in my space.

Unprepared, as a ‘presence’ that I couldn’t see,

Moved out of my ‘space’ and right into me.

At first it was friendly; at first it was kind,

But soon it had plans to take over my mind.

Was it one?  Were there twenty?  Still I don’t know

How such vile intrusions could grow and yet grow.

While my head became such a huge circus tent

With tricksters and jugglers all fully Hell bent

On creating Hell; such a Hell without cease

Inside a clear mind that had known only peace.

If I listened and followed their every intent,

Why soon I’d be lost up my own fundament.

Do it this way, no that way, no t’other, they’d say.

If I let them, I’d stand in a dither all day,

Bereft of all power to make my own choice

Becoming a puppet - controlled by The Voice.

For thirty long years I have just had my fill

Of voices and ‘others’ – yet never was ill.

I knew from Day One, the original voice

Was – now I am faced with a difficult choice.

I know there exist certain spirits, you see

But will you believe me?  With me then agree?

Since Ape became Man, every race then has found

Such voices that speak without making a sound.

Consoling or harming, these words that they utter.

To help you - or force you down into the gutter.

With words that inspire or words that deprave,

Shining like diamonds, or dark as the grave.

I’ve shown you the counterfeit side of the coin.

The obverse shines brightly with those who will join

With you in your quest for a mind that is free

Of malign intrusion.  But how can that be?

Good ‘spirits’ exist – of that have no doubt,

With knowledge and wisdom and notable ‘clout’.

Those same thirty years, then, have brought me such wealth

From those that approach me, but not in their stealth.

Inform me; support me; encourage as well,

Surround me with, truly, the obverse of Hell.

They came when I needed; nowhere did I look,

And that is the reason why I wrote my book.

Ah yes!  THE BOOK!  First I lived it, then I wrote it – all 160,000  words.

And now?  Yes, now I urge you to read it.  Called Listening to the Silences, it is available free at www.royvincent.org  .  

Part autobiography, it is chiefly a DIY Manual and textbook for those who hear voices and experience physical presence, and for their carers.

“Hearing Voices” usually implies ‘schizophrenia’ and mental ill-health.  My book also describes the many other and positive consequences of this

“Undoubtedly, many have gone to Ashrams and got better.”  Indian Mother.

Having been invaded by malign voices while flying high over the Med, one lady wrote, “I want to thank you for writing on the Internet about your experiences.  I found it to be the only true version of what I feel happened to myself last year.  I had been looking for books to read on the subject, but found nothing useful until I came across your account.”

“My name is James Douglas A…  (ID 32----) on Georgia, US, Death Row.  I hear voices and get physically “abused”/manipulated by unseen, but very real entities I’ll call spirits of good and/or bad intent.”

A Portuguese Film-maker, seeking an interview, wrote, “My goal is to explore a different approach from the psychiatric tradition, to show how people can live with their voices…  I was very much impressed with your book.  I believe both your life and literature are a truthful account of human experience and should be shared rapidly with a wider public.”

“My name is Al -----, from the Philippines.  I just want to share with you something about hearing voices.  During college days, I was hooked on drugs.  (I graduated marine transportation – merchant mariner.)  …until one day I lose control of myself.  I heard people in my area gossiping about me which makes me truly change myself into something not me anymore.  I heard voices unlike other schizophrenic patients experiencing - those voices told them to kill, burn, electrify themselves.  Mine is different; voices I heard knows a lot about my behaviour and attitude.  They know my weaknesses… always contradict my movements, actions, speech, even thoughts.  So I give up and surrender myself to rehab centre.”

Having been clear of voices for some time, Al went to sea, but in mid voyage – “…unluckily voices strike again, so I decide to disembark and go home with shattered dreams… and suffering a disease which is still taboo in the Philippines.  All I now care is, though I have an abnormal life, I want to be a father to my daughter and a husband to my wife.  Now you inspired me a lot.”

© ROY VINCENT 2016

THE PRESENCE OF SPIRITS IN MADNESS

THE PRESENCE OF SPIRITS IN MADNESS

PROLOGUE

ROY VINCENT WRITES:  I have a number of friends who are Buddhist.  The main centre of their activity is in a former priory not far from where I live.  At one time, I was a frequent visitor to the centre and became acquainted with several others of the permanent residents.  It was one of the latter who quite unexpectedly rang one day and asked if I would help out at the forthcoming summer fête – possibly in the café.  Surprised at having been asked, I nevertheless agreed, and turned up on the appointed day.

          There was a wide range of stalls, all piled high and waiting for the influx of visitors.  I am always drawn to books and made a beeline for the bookstall.  It was loaded – the reason being that the resident Lama had emptied the library, having decreed that only his own books would be studied in future.  Among this bonanza, a small book caught my eye – the title was intriguing, and it was cheap!  Called The Presence of Other Worlds, it joined the homemade bread and other goodies in my car while I immersed my hands in the washing-up in the café.

          It wasn’t until I was home and in bed that night that I took a good look at the book, and was immediately grabbed by the title of one of the chapters  - the one just below.  I read and read, and it was only the fact that it was now past midnight that I prevented myself from ringing a number of friends to tell them – what?  To tell them that what I was reading mirrored my own experiences of voice hearing and spiritual intrusion so accurately that I just wanted to shout out loud!

          The author writes as a clinical psychologist, and thus with the viewpoint of a mental health professional, and so naturally he refers to his voice-hearers as ‘patients’, and uses such terms as ‘psychotic’, ‘schizophrenic’, ‘delusions’, ‘hallucinations’, and it was in this respect that I had my very minor intellectual dispute with him.  As you will read, he became completely convinced that the origin of the voices and other manifestations experienced by the individuals was intrusion by spiritual entities.  If this is so – and I agree completely with him – surely then the ‘entities’ are real, and, logically, not delusions or hallucinations, and the individuals are not psychotic, but ‘disturbed’.

          I know that this might appear to be semantic nit picking, but it reveals our different emphasis.  Wilson Van Dusen had the aim of demonstrating that the experiences of the individuals paralleled those of his ‘hero’ Emmanuel Swedenborg, and he did not, in his book, apply his findings to their subsequent treatment.  My whole purpose in writing my own book and these other articles is to plead for the knowledge of spiritual intrusion to be accepted, and with the acceptance to create an entirely different strategy of support for voice hearers.

I have posted this introduction here in order to draw your attention to the full text of what I regard as a very important contribution to an understanding of the world of the Voice Hearers.

The complete text is posted on a separate Blog, and I urge you to read it.

You will find it on -

www.roycvincent4.blogspot.com 

Book:

"Listening to the silences
in a world of hearing voices"

www.royvincent.org 

   

ROY VINCENT PLEADS "PLEASE DON'T ASK ME TO BE NORMAL."...

Please don’t ask me to be normal,

Don’t want to be like that.

Don’t want to live on a large estate and own a dog and cat.

Don’t want a missus and kids and such and holidays by the sea.

Just want to be what I’ve always been –

An individual just like me.

There aren’t so many of us left you know,

A dying breed they say,

Don’t own an iPod or Blackberry, the thought just turns me grey.

Don’t appear on Facebook, and I’d never ever be gay!

Just want to be what I’ve always been –

An individual – that’s the way.

That’s the way to be happy, that’s the way to be free.

Don’t go on chartered air-flights,

With my face jammed down on my knee,

Don’t want to have to queue for the loo, desperate for a pee,

Eating curled up sandwiches,

And drinking lukewarm tea.

I’m far too old to be normal,

To have to conform and such.

And even though I’m eighty-nine, I still don’t need a crutch.

I am what I am through where I have been,

Through what I have done and what I have seen –

Yet still I remember my years that were ‘green’.

IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO KNOW JUST WHERE I HAVE BEEN, WHAT I HAVE DONE AND WHAT I HAVE SEEN, YOU CAN READ EVERYTHING IN THE BOOK THAT I HAVE WRITTEN

"LISTENING TO THE SILENCES"

IT IS FREE AND MAY BE DOWNLOADED AT

www.royvincent.org  

READ IT AND FIND OUT JUST WHAT HAD HAPPENED HERE...

THEN READ SOME MORE, AND DISCOVER HOW I CAME TO LIVE 

HERE

I HAVE OFTEN BEEN TOLD THAT IT IS A 'GOOD READ'

SO, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR.....?

ROY VINCENT 

ROY VINCENT ASKS - ARE THERE GERBILS IN NUCLEAR SUBMARINES?

ROY VINCENT
ASKS

ARE THERE GERBILS

IN

NUCLEAR SUBMARINES?

THIS IS NOT A QUESTION THAT YOU FIND BEING ASKED BY MANY PEOPLE.

HOWEVER, IF YOU WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHY I AM ASKING IT, YOU WILL FIND AN EXPLANATION LOWER DOWN ON THIS BLOG POST LIST - IN A POST ENTITLED

GERBILS IN NUCLEAR SUBMARINES.

WHY DON'T YOU SCROLL DOWN AND READ IT?

THEN HAVE A CUP OF TEA WITH MY FRIEND...

SLAVERY - DOMINATION - TORTURE --- AND ALL IN THE MIND

SLAVERY, DOMINANCE, TORTURE

    AND ALL IN THE MIND

2014, the year that is now coming to a close, has been memorable in many ways and with many events.  Events that were long planned as anniversaries of world wars reached their time.

Events whose recollection will persist for a long time, and other events that were mind-blowing at the time – but whose memory tends to fade as others equally bizarre take their place.

One of the latter has kept me puzzled ever since it hit the headlines.  

Remarkable it was as we learned of how three mature women had been held in a state of imprisonment and ‘slavery’ within a ‘normal’ house, yet who were free to leave and do such ‘normal’ things as shopping…

The women who had been held and ‘confined’ and ‘enslaved’ for 30 years, appear to have been held, not by physical restraint, but by the mental ‘dominance’ of two other people – visible people - people who were ever-present.

That in itself was almost unbelievable – yet now I am going to try to take your ’unbelief’ even further…

Just try to imagine the same domination – ever-present domination – domination that derives from a source that is ‘invisible’.  Yes - invisible, yet having powers that are capable of turning a normal happy life into sheer hell.

This was the situation of Morag – a lady whom I once met and who told me something of her own ‘story’.

Happily married, with two school-age children, she would, each day, see her husband off to work and send the children off to school – and then would find herself ‘entering’ another world. 

Her surroundings did not change, but the world of her mind, and the world within her body both changed. 

And these changes came as the result of the insistence and dominance of ‘voices’ within her mind and ‘physical presences’ within her body.

Imperceptibly at first, as Morag began her morning chores and housework, a ‘voice’ appeared in her mind – gentle, soothing, encouraging and helpful.  Relaxing to this and getting on with he tasks, the ‘voice’, and accompanying physical presences slowly became critical.  Everything that she did began to be criticised.  The disparagement and comments became more and more intense, moving away from the immediate tasks into her general life – needling, needling - condemning, condemning.

“She was not fit to be a mother”… “she was not fit to live and continue polluting the world with her presence”…. “She must kill her children and then kill herself…”

Every day, Morag found herself cowering in a corner of a room with the curtains drawn at the windows.

Then, as the afternoon slowly moved on, the inner darkness gradually lightened and the  dominance became less and less – and Morag was able to stand and open the curtains – and prepare to welcome her children as they returned home from school.  Every day…

Difficult to believe, isn’t it?  I would not have believed it either, but for the fact that for a short period in my life, I experienced something remarkably similar.

That was over thirty years ago, yet the memory of those experiences still remains very potent. 

Yes, the memory is still there. 

Normally, memories fade with time - diminish in potency.  Whereas this memory remains because I choose to keep it ‘alive’. 

Why?  Because it forms the beginning and the core of everything that I write – from my book to this Blog.

I write to inform anyone who will read and who is prepared to accept and be influenced by honest testimony – to inform them that everything that I experienced then was created by intrusive ‘entities’, ‘physical and mental presences’, ‘spirits’.

Those words have a lot of religious ‘baggage’ attached, and it becomes very difficult to speak and write pragmatically about the reality of such presences.  Nevertheless, they are real – a reality confirmed every day of my life for the last thirty years.  

A reality that has been confirmed by every culture that has ever existed and which has left coherent records.

If you would like to find out how it was that I - this pragmatic individual – this ‘feet-on-the-ground’ nuclear engineer – came to be influenced in such a manner that he became dominated, just read on my Blog the Post that is entitled -

“Oh what a world of unseen visions and heard silences….”  

 (www.roycvincent2.blogspot.com)  

It forms the sixth chapter of my book 

"Listening to the Silences in a World of Hearing Voices" 

which may be downloaded free at 

www.royvincent.org 

Then, when you have read the Blog, why not ‘open’ the book itself, and read Chapter 7.

  

Chapter 7 has the title 

"If You Have A Thousand Reasons For Living."  

In it you will find out just how my life – my physical life and my spiritual life – evolved.  

There is so much to tell that it would be impossible to present even a simple summary. 

For some readers – for example, those who would treat it simply as ‘just another book’ – the journey may become tortuous and tedious, and then they give up or just ‘skip’.  Whereas, those for whom my writing is intended – the voice hearers and their carers – they read it through and through, and then tell me what they have found…

And then I know at last that the years that I have spent writing it have all been worthwhile.

Worthwhile when I receive an email from someone such as Steve – forty-five years old, living in UK.

Steve has been plagued by malign voices for all of his life.

He wrote - “… you and your book are the best things that have ever happened to me – you have saved my life, by drawing me back from suicide… “

And finally – to demonstrate the ‘dominating power’ of these unseen, but physically present ‘entities’, let me tell you the story of Ruth.  A story that still has the power to move me as I try to imagine the terror that she experienced – terror that was created by an evil presence within herself – so evil that it drove her to what could easily have been her actual death.

Aged about thirty-five, Ruth had suffered several episodes of voice-hearing, which had largely been brought under control.  Still, she remained vulnerable, and intrusions were never far away. 

Nevertheless, she was not greatly disturbed by a ‘presence’ that seemed to be ‘gentle’ and not dominating.  However, as it took more of a hold in her life, the gentleness evaporated and the aggravation and criticism grew in intensity – as happened to Morag….

The time arrived when, having declared itself to be God, the intrusion began hammering into her mind, stronger and stronger condemnations: finding fault with everything that she did or thought, until Ruth was finally condemned as not being fit to continue to live and pollute this planet. 

SO!!!  THERE’S THAT LORRY – THAT BUS…

THROW YOURSELF UNDER THE WHEELS

DO..IT !!!

But Ruth quailed at the sight of these thundering wheels and drew back….

RIGHT!! YOU ARE ON THE BRIDGE – THERE’S THE RIVER –

DO..IT!!

JUMP!!!

AND RUTH JUMPED…

She went deep under the water, but then, when coming back again to the surface, Ruth heard a vastly different voice – a calm voice – a firm voice – a voice that spoke one word – SWIM… and Ruth swam.

The river bank was tidal and muddy, and she floundered as she tried to walk – and again the calm voice, and just one word – CRAWL…

Ruth crawled, losing her shoes and all her lower clothes – and in this state she arrived at the front door of the house close by in which lived a friend…. where she was comforted and cared for…

In that calm voice – that firm voice – Ruth heard and experienced what I had heard and experienced, and to which I tried to find expression when I began to write  the Chapter

If You Have a Thousand Reasons for Living…

Yes!  I had been shown – with undeniable certainty – that the very direct opposite of the malign, evil intrusions and presences do actually exist.  Just as in the past, every culture has become aware of the evil and malign presences, so also, and without doubt, they have experienced and accepted the benign… 

Often, the outcome has been the creation of a religion or faith based pattern of living.

Deliberately, I have avoided any mention of religion, and have not suggested that one should find answers there. 

Eighty-eight years of living have taught me that it is pointless and fruitless to draw upon ‘religion’ to further any argument.  Each person has their own personal faith and beliefs – or has none.  Instead, I ask you to make your own choices from what I have written, whether here or in any other of my publications – written, as far as I have been able, without exaggeration or hyperbole.

What I have written, I have experienced. 

What more can I say?

ROY VINCENT

ADD ON….

It is all too easy to dwell upon the presence of the voice intrusions.  Far more insidious, and possibly ever present, is the mute physical ‘overlap’.  Try to imagine a not quite exact ‘fit’, so that in every movement or reaction there is just the little bit of anticipation or lag; of speeding up when it is inappropriate; of not being quite in phase on a turn; of causing forward movement when there are obstacles to be negotiated, whether by deliberate intent or lack of ‘skill’ it is impossible to say.

When the presence is continuous, or frequently in and out, it can become positively loathsome and one longs to be rid of it.

If you have a copy of One Thousand and One Nights, read the story of  Sinbad and the Old Man of the Sea.  Sinbad, shipwrecked and alone as usual, stumbles across an old man who asks for help to cross a stream.  Sinbad, in his kindness, takes the old man on his back, and then when the stream is crossed finds himself in a stranglehold, beaten about the head, made to go this way and that, by day and night, at the old man’s whim, be-skittered and be-pissed all down his back and generally befouled.

  It is only ultimately by making some wine from wild grapes and getting the man drunk that Sinbad is finally freed, and one can sense the ultimate release as he crushes the man’s skull with a boulder.

There have been many times in my own life, when I have wished for that boulder!