name: Jewels
web site http://www.jewels123.citymaker.com/home.html
blog http://www.jwlsweblog.blogspot.com/
e-mail: Jwls123j@aol.com

alt: anaralsmom1@aol.com

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area-contact: Ritual Abuse

contact-address: Jwls123j@aol.com

location: Michigan/USA

your-introduction: Hi,
My name is Julie AKA Jewels and I have been "targeted" for
mind control and harrassment since I was a small child--
beginning with possible MK-ULTRA/SEARCH-type trauma based
mind control in the late 50's early 60's. I began my search
for TRUTH ever since our family doctor (whom I suspect was
aware of the abuse) told me at age 16, that I could either
hate my abusers and become just like them; or, I could
choose a different path and be free! That path was
understanding and forgiveness! I also have reinforced my
faith in God and His Son, Jesus Christ, although I will not
pretend in any way to be "perfect" or "better"! I also want
to state right off that everytime I try to write about my
abuse and harrassment, my brain becomes "addled" and my
typing/spelling becomes very erratic! I believe this is due
to e-harrassment and remote viewing and the perps trying to
prevent me from disseminating my information on this
subject to any outside source. I will experience increased
pressure in the base of my skull, blurred vision, extreme
uncoordination and inability to type properly. Even though,
normally, I am a pretty fair typist and was always the
winner of the classroom spelling bees!!! LOL Seriously, the
thing that disturbs me the most is the racing heart and the
chest pain. I am 47 years old. Not too young for a "heart
attack!" I am a nurse, so am very aware of the body's
functions, I am a single mother and also a grandmother. I
currently live with my SO in Michigan. My story is as
follows--condensed for space.

personal-account: I did not begin to remember my abuse in any detail until I
was almost 30. I had written, recently, an e-mail to Cathy
O'Brien whose e-mail address I received from a
new "aquaintaince" online who had gone to school with her
(there are many, many such coincidences and examples
of "Serendipity" in my life...AKA God) and she told me that
she explains in her books why this occurs. She also gave me
many more useful tools for dealing with and deprogramming
from trauma-based MC.
My first memories were at a small cabin on Lake Michigan
which my maternal grandfather had built in the 1940's. He
had a "friend" whom nobody ever really knew too much about
except I remember his name, and the gunshot scar on his
right leg. I believe now he was CIA and that my grandfather
sold us out for the MK-ULTRA program! After me and my 4
siblings told my Mom what was happening at Grandpa's
cottege, the visits with him and his "friend"
stopped. "Uncle Dick" dissappeared (although my mother kept
track of him till his death two years ago) and my
grandfather was later thrown out onto the shores of Lake
Michigan when the cable snapped on the cable car that
transported us up and down the very high "bluff" that his
cabin was built on. Those familiar with any of the Great
Lakes will know what I am talking about. Did the cable snap
by accident? I doubt it, as not too long before this, my
grandpa had taken my sister and I for individual walks and
stated he would "not be around much longer." He wasn't.
Murdered; or suicide? I cannot say. He lived for about 1
month after the event and we were never allowed to see or
speak with him after the "accident." I was 11 years old at
the time. I was subsequently sexually abused by not only
those two, but all three of my older brothers who were also
victims of the MC abuse and therefore, became abusers
themselves. I have not. Ever. Thank God. MY daughter,
however, was abused by the son of two coworkers when she
was...11. This number is very important to the Illuminati
and NWO thugs so it has occured in my life numerous times!!
My first remembered abuse occured from age 7 to about 11 or
12. There may have been more after, It is still fuzzy.
I will summerize here in stating that since then I have had
severe dissociative experiences until I finally became
wholly reintegrated at about age 44 and have experienced
almost every form of gang-stalking (which I never had a
name for until I, once again, searched for truth) and e-
harrassment! I have been stalked by at least 3 teenage boys
in the past 17 years or so, including one who would call me
at all hours and play "Devil music" and park outside my
back door and light candles and so forth! I finally went to
a Domestic Assault shelter and got away from him for a
while! Almost evey woman there told me later, after some of
the effects had worn off and they dared approach me, that
there was a palpable air of "evil" surrounding me! One even
gave me her St. Christopher's Medal for protection! I am
not Catholic, but I was very touched by the gesture. I have
had the work-related harrassment at almost every job. One
job, I was named Employee of the Month in my first couple
of months working there, and within a few more months, I
was literally driven out of the building! One job, where I
was undergoing very severe harrassment with my daughter and
at my jobs, I was CHASED out of the building by the
manager, who screamed at me "Get out! Just get out!" What
had I done? Inadvertantly listened to a message meant for
someone else from her (the office manager) that was
possibly damning to her! I believe I was set up, as I was
working as an agency nurse and therefore, worked whatever
station I was needed at for the day! The recipient of
the "message" was conveniontly called away for some reason
and it was my job to check the voice mail as it was a
doctor's office and people called in with questions,
requests, etc. I could go on and cite many examples of this
type of harrassment.
My daughter was sexually abused, as I stated, and began a
series of bizarre behaviors after this. One of them was
extreme violence directed towards me! Now this was bad
enough, but for SIX YEARS I reported the abuse to every
authority, even called Child Protective Services myself,
AND NOBODY WOULD HELP!I mean they flat out refused! CPR
point-blank asked me "Well what do you want us to do about
it?" when I called them and said I was afraid I was going
to hurt her one day when she became violent with me. Uhhh,
your job? I had a school policeman suggest at one point
(there WERE people who tried to help, occasionally)that
Amanda be "arrested" by an officer and taken from her 8th
grade classroom in handcuffs! I sadly agreed, only to be
told not once, but twice, at two different times, by the
juvenile court system that they refused to help! One intake
worker stated "We don't want her here!" A Township
policeman for the area I lived in was also my Mom and Dad's
next door neightbor and friend. He told them that "Eveyone
knows who Amanda (my daughter) is!" How is that? And why?
All she had done is assault me repeatedly and ran with a
rough crowd. She was not arrested for any other crimes. She
got into trouble at school, but it was mostly verbal
rebellion. Very strange. And all of this began after her
sexual abuse occured.  And there was more strangeness
related to this issue, which I will close. Suffice to say,
I was flat out REFUSED help by my county, city and any
other Government organization when I asked for help for
her! UNTIL the day I threatened suicide as I could take it
no longer!(But it didn't last for long. then I was right
back on my own for about 3 more years!) THEN I was taken
into protective custody, taken to the local
hospital's "mental" wing, and encouraged to "enroll" in the
state sponsored mental health system (that is an oxymoron
if I ever heard one!!)and Government Disability. I refused,
and the harrassment began anew--up to and including severe
character defamation and subsequent altering of my
documents while I tried to press charges and/or file with
the Patient's Rights Advocates! This is the same time my on-
the-job harrassment was at an all time high!!They even went
so far as to have one of my "councelors" follow me into my
credit union and ask me to return to therapy in front of
everyone present! Again, I did try to obtain help, but when
I called the local mental health bureau, they told me the
Administrator would NOT allow them to offer me service
until I got help for my "addiction" issues! This is where
the whole controversy began! The psychiatrist who "cared"
for me after my hospital stay put me on many potent
psychotropic drugs, including Depakote, Neurontin, Zoloft
and Xanax. He would then "conveniently" forget to renew my
monthly scripts...something I often would not find out till
I went to procure them from the pharmacy...and so, when my
body would begin physiological withdrawal (Xanax can cause
seizures from abrupt withdrawal) I would have to go outside
to the payphone (I had no cell phone) and try to-most often
with out success-track him down! They would then call me a
drug addict when I complained about the very unpleasant
withdrawal effects! That is when they altered my records,
also! After I complained about another psychiatrist calling
me a "drug addict." This was all coordinated by the County
AKA Government!
I could go on for hours. I am experiencing the usual
distress whenever I try to wrote this down, but it is
lessening a bit. I guess they may realize they will never
shut me up!!! I remember a nurse coworker of mine jokingly
yet seriously saying "Just because you're paranoid, does
NOT mean thay aren't out to get you!" He was using the
third person singular, not necessarily referring to me! But
I certainly related on my own level! The insomnia, the
remote sexual stimulation, the nightmares, the pain,
numbness, fatigue, headaches, "fogginess" tingling,
biting/stinging sensations, and the stalking and "street
drama" are unending. I don't know how many times I have
literally been run right off the road! One time, I
recognized the vehicle the very next day...tailgating me
again. I went and got my boyfriend and we went to the
police station after I had written down his license plate
number! The officer we spoke to tried to laugh it off,
until J. told him he spotted where I was run off the road:
and I had come within half a foot of hitting a gas line
pole!!!!! Then he stated (the policeman) "I know who it is,
I will go and talk to them." Okkaayyyy!! Right. And how did
he know so quickly? Yup, just another day in the life of
a "victim" (I hate that word) of harrassment, stemming from
being a target possibly from birth, as I remember many
strange occurances in my very early years--especially my
mortal terror of EYES!!!!(My sister and I were also
terrified of house fires after the dear "uncle" who
molested us--one time in the back pew of a local church--
would often threaten us with burning us alive, as the cabin
was rather primitive and had a fireplace with two old
kerosene lamps on it. He told us all he would have to do
was spill the contents on the wooden floor and light a
match and leave us to burn alive! VERY horrifying!! MY
grandfather also had a "radio" with which he could obtain
foreign broadcasts in foreign languages. Pretty
sophisticated for a man who worked in a paper product's
factory. ) I have no doubts as to who is behind it, nor do
I doubt that it will get worse! Those of us who renounce
the New World Order will be targeted more and more-
especially those of us who are Christians by profession of
faith in Jesus' death on the Cross and our subsequent
Salvation! I am no saint, martyr, whatever, just am firmly
dedicated to TRUTH! May God help us all.
Sincerely,
Jewels