Patterns

Anyone else find it interesting that someone who has NEVER commented before that has similar mistakes in their typing that Wordman did before when he was attacking me comes forward as an expert in psychology and me and ONLY comes out to attack me and SAID in the comments in the previous post that they deleted that they were a long time lurker AND only came forward to get rid of me. Just like VAgal. Suddenly they are best friends with Wordman. Previously Wordman never made mistakes in his comments, it was obvious that he always read over them, and thought carefully. His comments when he was deleting me were filled with psychology terms that he didn't normally use, and mistakes and little grammatical things that he doesn't normally do. Remember this is after he suddenly acted like he didn't know me. In the Secret Sun there were avatars that came out like that too, to psychologically profile people to "GET RID OF UNDESIRABLES" and JB ALWAYS egged it on. I could come back as a nobody, but what makes me so dangerous is that I'm not, I'm coming from years of conversations with him. The next step will be monetization, which I would be fine with if it weren't for how this seems to be happening. And that his blog will become just a stream of memes. As I said to JB that got deleted, At the Secret Sun, he ran off Christianheart because she had "antisemitic" stuff in her blog, he kept getting her comments deleted and claiming that reason because it was in her blog, but I NEVER saw that in her comments, her comments were most often scientific, or related to the post. Especially when attacking truthseekers as antisemitic is so outdated. Gotu claimed to be from Brazil, his grammar reflected this. JB said something to him attacking his religious views and telling him that Pan was the only God. Gotu said that he was going to get him to worship an evil god. So every time that Gotu posted anything at all no matter what. JB would flood him out with comments attacking him. Until he started posting longer comments, (but not repeated unrelated long comments like JB ALWAYS DOES) There were other commentors that JB ran off, before I was too. Both Chris and Robin said that they were not looking to start a cult, but JB is and has said this before about how he would love to be a cult leader hence his actions. The original claims for having deleted my comments, was a rule of no personal attacks and I was originally upset because not only were they deleted and said removed by blog administrator, then they disappeared completely which is exactly what Wordman had been bothered that outside forces were doing. Now 'he' was doing it, first denied it, then when I pushed enough it became too obvious to hide, then he admitted it. Then a new tactic was employed, calling me a psycho stalker and other personal attacks. While any comments that I made were deleted and his accusations left up so as to make it look like he was right. What's more suddenly Wordman is saying that JB has THE RIGHT to break the rules and attack anyone, but that I should be completely depersoned. When I said "Why doesn't JB ever get deleted?" He said "Because I always follow the rules" The reason that I was deleted was because I "didn't follow the rules" meanwhile the only expressed rule was "no personal attacks". What JB broke but I didn't. JB is referring to the illuminati game rules. I am in trouble because I refuse to 'play their game.' Also in the Secret Sun there was Maria Rigel, the commentors started talking about 'Rigel Rising' I started getting articles and videos suggested to me about her and Luke. Then she started posting strange things as if she was talking to someone and no one else could see the other half of the conversation so she looked crazy. She asked no one in particular if Luke was somewhere being tortured. She posted a string of incoherent stuff. Prior to that she had always commented with very erudite comments. Repeatedly reading the exact same thing over and over again programs it into you. When you see it so much that you ignore it, but still see it, makes it become subconscious triggers. So we have someone who claims to have died and came back to life, that wants to start a cult, and is very narcissistic, with admittedly NO SYMPATHY, who has spent much of his life in a mental institutions. And is using programming. Who SHOULD have been run off? The BOMBSHELL? Wait for it.... Someone I knew that would use triggers and hypnosis insinuated that I should follow JB before he died. He made a point of pointing out all these abitrary links between JB and himself and then he would say something then JB would repeat it insinuating that JB was in the very least in contact with him. AND WE ARE NOT GOD! But we have vast stores of power abilities waiting to be unlocked. And if you try to approach hemisphere synchronization with the idea and intention that you will become God then it is extremely dangerous! There's plenty of things about the brain hemisynch stuff out there. AVOID THE ONES THAT DIRECT TOWARD BECOMING GOD OR MEETING REPTILIANS(read demons) IT WORKS AND HAS A LIGHT SIDE AND A DARK SIDE. Why are the darkside links promoted there? Dig find the good ones.

Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy, linen land Now, I understand what you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now, I understand, what you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left inside On that starry, starry night You took your life as lovers often do But I could have told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one As beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes The silver thorn of bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now, I think I know what you tried to say to me How you suffered for your sanity How you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will