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I am unable to contact anyone, but I am still just fine, I am old and have pack ratted well. I fear for others more than I. I eat apple butter and grits, with the the most delightful French pasteries, as I worry about others who may not have as much as I. May we all appreciate what we have had at such fearsome cost to so very many. I love you all each and every one. These are the times that shall try our very souls. I wear clothing of my dear father and wife today, and shall look odd to our youth.
 
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I head to the clinic, perhaps this last one time, if the system does permit. I am well but oh so verry worried for us all. Stay near to what is dearest, to us all., and keep the faith, as shall I. Iove you all each and every one. I wear the clothing of my dear wife and father this day.
 
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Have had contact from DC, and Alaska, those I love there are well. I await contact from my dear brother in Fl, and hope he is well. I am well, and want for nothing at all. I have litter boxes to clean, and feline babies that I shall coo to with love and care, as is my nature. I love you all, each and every one
 

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I am home and safe, I need yet to hear, from a dear brother In FL, I have been a frugal packrat all my days, and am well stocked and prepared as I can be. I live in a dense neighborhood of many cultures ,and am comfortable and well stocked with all that I might need. My door and heart is open to those who are less fortunate than I. Bless us all.
 
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In my younger days, I was once part of a small group of some very impressive men. I felt as if I was the least
impressive of them. I was at some point, fingered as an informant. There was not a dammed thing that I could do about it, as we were involved in a very demanding training program.
As a result of that, I was ostracized and beaten in the stomach each evening at the conclusion of the day.
This went on for over a month, and I was pissing blood on a regular basis, none the less,
we did complete that which we had been tasked with.
When we were done, and dissolved, I was sent a letter by one of the participants.
It contained nothing but a claim ticket for a bus due at the greyhound bus terminal,
in Fairfax Va, in 24 hours. I did show up at said bus terminal, ticket in hand. The bus driver took me to the underside compartment of the bus, and he did present me with a very full
duffel bag, which was very heavy. Just over 200 pounds. I carried it back to my auto, and
took it home, to my pop's house, where I was staying at the time.
Contained within, was fresh wet, just cut peyote buttons. It took me two days to put them
on a roll of kite string, which I hung up to dry in my pop's garage.
The vast majority of them, I did convert in mescaline, which has since been my favorite drug
of choice. I was blessed to have much experience with LSD, through ... , but nothing ever
gave me what the mescaline did. The length of the experiences, and the total completeness of the hallucinations was unlike anything I have ever experienced before, or since.
 
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As I heard of this, I could not help but think of an experience.
known as the Family observational session's which did take place
for some who did work for the agency. It was quite the experience.
It would take place in the early evenings in what had been private homes,
on route 193. Family's were brought in to discuss things.
There were the individual sessions, followed by the entire family together.
Of course, everything was always fine, just absolutely fine.
 

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One of the most terrible things, which I do recall, was the death's of those who were gay.
The oldest son of the family to the right side of my pop's home, and the youngest son, of the
home on the left side of my fathers home died.
The oddest thing is, that DC, is the gayest city that I have ever known.
 
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In the morning, I will share with you some of my darkest moments, which have never been shared with a soul.
I do this, not for attention, but to show that we are all human, and though we are feeble, we can redeem ourselves, and still be of great use to others, with a better understanding of how this world of ours does work.
 
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I share what I do of myself, that we may overcome our weaknesses, and convert them into strengths.
There are those here who have at times questioned my veracity and wondered if what I say is true.
I hope that with the passage of time, they have come to know in their hearts, that I have never attempted to improperly claim that which was not mine, nor to inflame and offend others.
There will be those who claim that I do not share everything openly.
They are correct, and I have always stated that is the case.
 
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We are going to see a massive onslaught, of preplanned responses which been being very precisely and carefully prepared for years...
 

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An old member of a technocrat crew from way back. I was trained by those
who did work with drives in oil baths. My first significant gift in life was a reel to reel unit and a splice block.
I know well the history of such gear and can trace it back to it's point of origin.
I know the history and background. of the various operating systems like I know my own body.
Something very significant took place about the time we did cross the 400 MHz front side bus.
From that point on, the technology could be manipulated by such as myself to make it look and sound like
things which did never happen.
With such precision that it could not be detected.
Those of you who have stayed attached to our media have seen and heard my work more than you shall ever know.
It was about that time that I did abandon media for entertainment, though I did continue with it in my work.
I worked with such systems from the days when only three of them even existed.
I trained on small prototypes for years to prepare for my time with the systems.
I was granted unlimited access to the gear at a point when others did pay more dearly for time with, than anyone would even believe in tiny increments around the clock. I did watch as those who are now hailed as amazing artists were brought in via limos and lear jets for minuscule amounts of time on the one unit.
EG: Thriller
It was my pleasure and work with and build to build more and improved systems for years thereafter.

It has been long since I have spoken with old compatriots.
I can not be the only one remaining ?
I seek nothing but companionship.
Reach out to me, I am lonely.
I expect to pay a price for having made this post. In the vernacular from our youth,
I can stand for it.
 
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Gry

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An old member of a technocrat crew from way back. I was trained by those
who did work with drives in oil baths. My first significant gift in life was a reel to reel unit and a splice block.
I know well the history of such gear and can trace it back to it's point of origin.
I know the history and background. of the various operating systems like I know my own body.
Something very significant took place about the time we did cross the 400 MHz front side bus.
From that point on, the technology could be manipulated by such as myself to make it look and sound like
things which did never happen.
With such precision that it could not be detected.
Those of you who have stayed attached to our media have seen and heard my work more than you shall ever know.
It was about that time that I did abandon media for entertainment, though I did continue with it in my work.
I worked with such systems from the days when only three of them even existed.
I trained on small prototypes for years to prepare for my time with the systems.
I was granted unlimited access to the gear at a point when others did pay more dearly for time with, than anyone would even believe in tiny increments around the clock. I did watch as those who are now hailed as amazing artists were brought in via limos and lear jets for minuscule amounts of time on one.
EG: Thriller
It was my pleasure and work with and build to build more and improved systems for years thereafter.

It has been long since I have spoken with old compatriots.
I can not be the only one remaining ?
I seek nothing but companionship.
Reach out to me, I am lonely.
I expect to pay a price for having made this post. In the vernacular from our youth,
I can stand for it.
One of the most amazing views in DC is to be had from the top floor office of the CPB building, across from the infamous Water Gate bldg, along side of the Potomac River, looking across to Va.
The office did belong to the Director of the CPB, I was invited there frequently, from the time of the Carter Administration forward. When I first was invited in there, it was the office of Chloe Arron, wife of David Arron, under Brezenski. Very few have an ability to access and know the history of Brezenski in his very early military years. I do, and have long had such available to me. I share, with disgust, that is has common roots with what we deal with currently.
 
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