Sunday, December 20, 2015

A Minute To Midnite - Carolyn Hamlett - How She Defected From The Illuminati

By "A Minute To Midnite".

This is video comes from a series of interviews with former Illuminati member Carolyn Hamlett. In this interview she details what she was told about how The Illuminati controls the Global financial system. There is a plan to enslave people to the financial system, so that they will be reliant on the New World Order. The Plan also requires the removal of "super power status" from countries such as America, so that Global Government can be brought into existence. Carolyn says that she believes Obama has done  more to forward the cause of the New World Order than any other president before him.

The question is then asked off her : "How did you get out of the Illuminati?" 

From here Carolyn gives a fascinating account of her defection from the Occultic Organization she had served all her life. She tells of the spiritual battle that occurred between the forces of God and of The powers of darkness, as she struggled to discover the truth. Her eyes were opened to see the lies that she had believed all her life till that point. She talks of her experience with the power of the Holy Spirit during the time where she thought she "knew it all", only to find that He began to tear down all her idols. She shares how she discovered that the power of God is greater than the power of the occult. 

She also talks about the threats on the lives of Illuminati defectors (of which she has first hand experience), and how some of the other whistle blowers have been killed.

This interview offers a powerful testimony to the grace and power of God, and gives hope for anyone who may be caught up in the deceptions of the Illuminati and other occult groups and secret societies.

Music by Rocksure Soundz 
(Recording Studio, Royalty Free Sound Effects, Royalty Free Music)

Installments from this series of interviews with Carolyn Hamlett have been posted on the "A Minute To Midnite" youtube channel during the past few weeks. These interviews cover a wide range of subjects that relate to what is known in the Illuminist organization as "The Plan". 

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People need to know about John Boncore Dacajeweiah (his Mohawk name which means "Splitting the Sky") because his life exposes the Illuminati and NWO criminals. That is why "they" still try to keep his name from being known. 

Saturday, December 12, 2015

A Minute To Midnite - Part 4 Carolyn Hamlett - D.U.M.B.S - Aliens - UFO's & Astral Traveling Pope

I thank Tony of "A Minute To Midnite” for all of the work he put into producing this video and for all of the other videos he and Chris have produced to bring you the truth. These certainly are not easy subjects to talk about nor present, mainly because so many people are willfully ignorant and believe that ignorance is bliss. This is a false bliss. Ignoring the enemy and the tactics of the enemy only makes you a casualty of this very real war. 

By Tony of  “A Minute To Midnight”:

This is the fourth video in a series of interviews with former Illuminati member Carolyn Hamlett.  In this interview Carolyn tells us some of her experiences with Deep Underground Military Bases ( D.U.M.B.s) beginning as a child. She talks about aliens and  UFO's : who and what they are. She reveals the fact  that  Satan is the master of all alien races, and that it was the Ascended Master Hilarion who initiated the plan for increased UFO activity.

From Carolyn's notes:

The thing that people need to know about all types of “Aliens” is that they are all in touch with global governments and are interacting with and influencing them and are NOT working for the good of humanity. I have seen “aliens” on US military bases and DUMB’s interacting with top military. In all cases I have seen, these beings are using humans and they (“aliens”) are actually in charge. 

Another thing people need to know is that there are military programs and secret space programs with technology that is more far out than the science fiction of Hollywood. 

Carolyn also goes on to talk about the "White Light" deception that the Ascended Masters use to deceive people who are dying, and recounts a story of someone who's life was saved as the result of knowing the truth of this. 

After spending most of the interview talking about Aliens and UFO's etc, Carolyn then ends by talking about two former Popes and their deaths and how they fitted with Illuminati numerology. She also tells about how one of those Popes was an astral traveller.

Taken From Carolyn's Notes:

If the Pope goes CONTRARY to the ways and teachings of Jesus Christ…then he, the pope, is anti-Christ…NOT the vicar of Christ. 

What the Pope is promoting sounds good and loving, but what he is promoting is not at all what Jesus Christ taught. 

The Bible tells us that there is one mediator between God and man and that is Jesus Christ. (I Timothy 2:5-6).

More installments from this series of interviews  with Carolyn Hamlett will be posted on the "A Minute To Midnite" youtube channel in the coming weeks. These interviews cover a wide range of subjects that relate to what is known in the Illuminist organization as "The Plan".

We advise to subscribe to the "A Minute To Midnite" youtube channel:  so as not to miss  any of these video interview exposes of the evil plans of the Satanic Illuminists. 

Music by Rocksure Soundz 
(Recording Studio, Royalty Free Sound Effects, Royalty Free Music)

By Carolyn Hamlett

There is a real war going on which involves more than just this 3rd dimensional realm. 

“For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.” ~ Ephesians 6:12 

The above quote from the Bible actually describes Satan’s spiritual hierarchy whom I used to serve as a bloodliner born into that organization. These beings are REAL. They are anti-Jesus Christ because Jesus Christ IS exactly Who and What the Bible says He is!

The weapons of this real enemy are not carnal. They originate from the supernatural. 

So, naturally, our weapons are not carnal either. Our weapons come from God Himself through us belonging to Jesus Christ and being “in” Jesus Christ. 

“For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal, but mighty through God to the pulling down of strong holds” ~ 2 Corinthians 10:4 

"If you do not KNOW the Truth, you will NOT recognize the lie when it is standing before you presenting itself as “the truth”, NOR will you possesses the tools to defeat the lie if you do not KNOW THE Truth and belong to THE Truth first.  Jesus Christ IS that Truth."
~ Carolyn Hamlett

“When he, the SPIRIT OF TRUTH, is come, he will guide you into ALL TRUTH: for he shall not speak of himself; but whatsoever he shall hear, that shall he speak: and he will show you things to come. He shall glorify me: for he shall receive of mine, and shall show it unto you. All things that the Father has are mine: therefore said I, that he shall take of mine, and shall show it to you.” ~ Jesus Christ from John 16:13 (The Spirit of Truth is The Holy Spirit of God.)

“And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever; Even the Spirit of truth; whom the world cannot receive, because it sees him not, neither knows him: but ye know him; for he dwells with you, and shall be IN you.” ~ Jesus Christ from John 14:15-17.

God loves us soooo much that He provided the only way possible to GIVE us HIS Spirit of Truth which we so desperately need in this day and age!

Jesus Christ IS that Way!

“Neither is there salvation in any other: for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved.” ~ The testimony of the Apostle Peter recorded in the book of Acts of The Apostles.

Sunday, December 6, 2015

A Minute To Midnite - Part 3 Carolyn Hamlett - How The Illuminati Infiltrates Churches To Destroy Them

I am so very grateful to “A Minute To Midnite” for their excellent work in putting these interviews together and for sharing them with their listeners from around the world. 

Thank you, Susan Duclos and Stefan Stanford of “All News Pipeline” 
for helping to get this information out to as many people as possible.

Also, I am very appreciative of Steve Quayle and Doug and Joe Hagmann 
who have posted links to the “All News Pipeline” articles 
which contain these interviews by “A Minute To Midnite”. 

My heart felt thank you to all of you who have been sharing this information with family and friends to help expose the works of darkness. I sincerely pray that God Blesses you all and that you will see the fruits from God Himself of your labor on this side of Heaven.

~ Carolyn Hamlett

By A Minute To Midnite - posted on  All News PipeLine

Carolyn Hamlett is a former Illuminist with abundant knowledge of the plan to bring the world under a totalitarian New World Order. Both Carolyn and her mother before her were personally involved in the infiltration of churches as occultic Illuminists. In this interview she explains how they went about this and why. Also during the course of the interview she reveals how some truly Holy Spirit filled believers in one of the churches that she infiltrated, carried a Spirit more powerful than that found in her "Occult masters", and how this led to her own conversion to Christ. She encourages Christians to know what the bible teaches, and explains how through the holy Spirit and with the armor of God we can overcome the most powerful entities that the dark spiritual world has.

Later in the video she discusses the Pope and the Vatican, and the role they play in "The Plan".

This is the third installment of a series of interviews  with Carolyn Hamlett that we will be posting on the "A Minute To Midnite" YouTube channel in the coming weeks. These interviews cover a wide range of topics revealing what is known in the Illuminist organization as "The Plan". 

This series will include upcoming interviews that deal with aliens and UFOs and her experiences with those, her experience with D.U.M.B.S, MK-ULTRA mind control, and other important topics that we should be informed and aware of in these end days. 

Music by Rocksure Soundz
(Recording Studio, Royalty Free Sound Effects, Royalty Free Music)

It is advisable to subscribe to the YouTube channel ) so you don't miss  any of these interview videos that will expose more of the evil plans of the Satanic Illuminists. 

Thanks to all the people who take the time to go to youtube and click the "Like" button on these videos.
It is interesting to note that youtube appears to have been doing it's best to stop these videos from becoming widely popular. They seem to have done this by messing with the number of plays the videos register.
Here are some facts I'd like to point out. [BELOW] You people judge for yourselves if you think this is coincidence or a deliberate ploy to stop the threat of the exposure that the Illuminati receives when videos are put out by truth seekers and the alternative media!

The second one of our  Carolyn Hamlett interview videos quickly raced to several thousand plays. Getting hundreds of plays in a period of just a few minutes. Suddenly the play's counter stopped for several hours before it again started up and then rapidly increased again. Then the plays registering counter was stopped again for close to 24 hours. (Actually it wasn't just stopped but the number of plays was actually wound backwards, and the same thing happened to the first video interview of Carolyn Hamlett). 

The following day John Little of Omegashock. com posted this article, which included links to the videos and other great information

Steve Quayle at posted links to the Omegashock article on his alerts page, and also did the same. 

Now you would think that would generate more youtube plays right? Wrong!! While we continued to get an increasing number of new subscribers to our youtube channel ( ), the number of plays for both the Carolyn Hamlett videos remained static for 24 hours, and then following that at the end of the static 24 hour period youtube wound the number of plays back to less than they had been two days earlier on BOTH of the videos! But while we were supposedly getting no plays, we were still getting new subscriptions. Not possible under normal circumstances I'd say!

Anyway, I'd like to say thank you to all those who "Like" the videos on youtube and leave good comments there. Thank you also to John Little, Steve Quayle and Doug and Joe Hagmann for posting links to articles containing these videos.  Special thanks to Susan Duclos and Stefan Stanford for putting these articles and videos on All News PipeLine.

(The above article was written by "A Minute To Midnite" and posted on "All News Pipeline".)


Monday, November 30, 2015

A Minute To Midnite - Part 2 Carolyn Hamlett - Illuminati Plan A Fake Antichrist Before The False Messiah

Thank you, Tony and Chris, once again, for helping to get this information out to more people 
and for the terrific work you have done in presenting the information!

Program description: 

By A Minute To Midnite

Former Illuminist Carolyn Hamlett exposes the Illuminati plan to “fake” the antichrist, along with bringing an increasing the level of chaos to the earth. This will be done first,  in order to set the stage for the revealing of the “false messiah” who will be the true antichrist. This is very likely the great delusion spoken of in the scripture. (And for this reason God will send them strong delusion, that they should believe the lie, 2 Thessalonians 2:11) 

This plan is not of earthly origin, but comes directly from Lucifer and then down the chain through the ascended masters that he uses, before being channelled  to the deceived humans who are following “The Plan”. The top illuminists answer directly to the fallen angels.

In this interview, the stunning reality of how powerful the delusion will be is brought out, and Carolyn stresses the absolute importance of knowing who the real Jesus is so that you won't be fooled by the counterfeit one.

“lest Satan should take advantage of us; for we are not ignorant of his devices.” 2 Corinthians 2:11

This is the second part of a series of interviews with Carolyn Hamlett that will be posted on the “A Minute To Midnite” youtube channel in the coming weeks. These interviews cover a wide range of topics revealing what is known in the Illuminist organization as “The Plan”. 

It is advisable to subscribe to the “A Minute To Midnite” youtube channel:  so you don't miss any of these interview videos that will expose more of the evil plans of the Satanic Illuminists.

“For false christs and false prophets will rise and show great signs and wonders to deceive, if possible, even the elect.” Matthew 24:24

While this is primarily an audio podcast, it also has an accompanying  slide show with photographs and useful information displayed throughout the clip.

This article is also posted on All News Pipeline.

Music by Rocksure Soundz 
(Recording Studio, Royalty Free Sound Effects, Royalty Free Music)

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

A Minute To Midnite - Carolyn Hamlett - Illuminati Plan to Kill Christians!!

Thank you, Tony and Chris, for helping to get this information out to more people 
and for the terrific job you did in presenting the information! 

Program description:

by "A Minute To Midnite":

This is the first in a series of interview videos with Carolyn Hamlett that will be posted on the "A Minute To Midnite" youtube channel in the coming weeks. These interviews cover a wide range of subjects that relate to what is known in the Illuminist organization as "The Plan". 

It is advisable to subscribe to the youtube channel: as not to miss any of these upcoming blockbuster videos that will expose more of the evil plans of the Satanic Illuminists. This is vital so that you won't be deceived by what is coming "up on the earth" .

Note also, while this is primarily an audio podcast, it differs from previous episodes of A Minute To Midnite in that it contain a slide show and photographs throughout the clip that you may wish to view.

In Episode 13 of A Minute to Midnite, Carolyn Hamlett a former Illuminist joins Chris and Tony as a guest, and reveals the Illuminati's shocking "Compassionate Plan" to kill all Christians! This will be done to free the world of the restraining influence that Christians impose on the collective spirituality of the human race. At least that's how the Luciferian Elite view the "Christian Problem" that hinders their ultimate solution! This is the true goal of the New World Order, and they will use the lie of reincarnation as part of the grand deception required to get humanity onboard with "The Plan".

In this fascinating, and sometimes shocking interview Carolyn tells listeners in no uncertain terms that the Illuminati is a Satanic organization who answers straight to Lucifer their master. She begins by explaining her birth into an Illuminist bloodline, delves a little into her upbringing, and then launches headlong into revealing the truth of the demonic plan that is being meticulously followed in the world today. The ultimate goal is the enslavement of humanity and eventual the destruction of the human race. The fallen angels are the masters of this conspiracy, and lead deceived  humans into following a plan designed to lead to the demise of mankind.

We are not just in a physical war, but  spiritual war, and we must put on our spiritual armor in order to be victorious.

Music by Rocksure Soundz 
(Recording Studio, Royalty Free Sound Effects, Royalty Free Music)

Also…All News Pipeline has posted this article:

(It appears that we struck a nerve. The trolls have been hot and heavy on the All News Pipeline comment section…working damage control. That’s a good sign!)

Thank you, "A Minute To Midnite" for clarifying some things to the commenters. Thank you for pointing out the fact Jesus Christ trumps Satan every time, and that the message to the listeners is faith based, not fear based. Some people claim that the Bible says "fear not" 365 times, one for each day of our lives. Just the fact that Jesus Christ said it, is enough for me.

"A Minute To Midnite"'s comment:

Monday, November 23, 2015

Satanic Depravity Imbedded In US Government

My response to brave survivor Dr. Sue Arrigo’s incredible charges 
that US Presidents and CIA Directors have a lucrative sideline 
in child trafficking and prostitution. 
(Also posted on, August 18, 2015)

Drugs, Sex, Child Porn & Human Trafficking - Profitable Networking Among ‘Factions’

I grew up in Tampa Florida which was and probably still is one of the worst places in the US for drug and human trafficking as well as being one of the capitals for government sponsored mind control programming. Former FBI director Ted Gunderson publicly testified of this fact on numerous occasions.

In 2008, I met with former FBI director Ted Gunderson who at that time validated for me these things and more of what I am sharing here. Dr. Preston Bailey Jr. has also validated that my reports are consistent with the reports of others who have defected from the Illuminati. 

I know from my own experience that: 

1.) The child porn industry is real.  
- I was used in child porn for a period of time.  According to what I remember, much of this took place in the basement of Tampa General Hospital in Tampa Florida which was only a couple of miles from my home. 

2.) Training children to be sex slaves is real.
- As a child I was trained with other children on how to be seductive and to please.
When I was a very little girl, I was taught with other children how to be seductive and how to please sexually. Those of us who showed an “natural” ability to know the thoughts and desires of others were more valued than other children. We were praised while other children were cast aside or used for something else. Children of prominent parents were most likely to be trained and used in other areas rather than be considered expendable upon failure in one area. 

3.) Schools are used for secret government testing, programming and training centers. 
- The 1st private preschool I attended was attended by children of other prominent families who like myself were being tested and programmed. 

The next preschool I attended was originally owned by a very good man.  It was bought out by a pedophile, John Richard (Ri-shard) who worked there and who was part of the network that worked for the underground. John renamed the school, "B & R Ranch". Specific boys and girls including myself were taken out of their class to be sexually abused. The wife of the pedophile was one on my teachers. I believe she knew what was going on, but she allowed it to happen. The method employed was that either my teacher would tell me that I had to report to the boy’s camp office for misbehavior, or an older boy, sometimes the pedophile’s son from the boy’s camp was sent to retrieve me.

As far as the rest of the class knew, other than those who were also usually "in trouble" was that I was "in trouble" again for something bad I had done. Most of the children had no idea what took place in "the ball closet". I was always happy that my "shameful behavior" was never reported to my mother. 

4.) Murder of babies and children by Satanic rituals is real. 
- I witnessed Satanic sacrifices of babies and children. Most, if not all the adults I witnessed partaking in this knew exactly what they were doing and were fully conscious of their actions in their daily walk in life. These were not programmed alters whose conscious actions were walled off and separated from the core person. On the top levels of the organization, these people are evil and know exactly what they are doing.

Children of bloodline families do participate in some of these rituals. Often participation will create a split or more from the core of the child.  

5.) Murder of babies and children backed and supported by the US government is real.
- I witnessed cold blooded torture and murder of children committed by adults and other children. Most of children used are seen as expendable.

Some of the torture and murder was done for trauma based programming, some was for entertainment of small groups of well dressed men and women of the "elite".

I was a victim of both the trauma based torture as well as being the object of torture of social groups who got their jollies out of watching and participating in the torturing and murdering of children.

6.) Child trafficking is real.

Throughout my childhood I witnessed the coming and going of large numbers of children from MacDill AFB. 

I also saw children in the belly of ships docked in the ship yard of Port of Tampa that is across the channel from the east side of Davis Islands.

1958 Downtown Tampa in the upper section of the picture. (North). 

The left side of  the picture is Davis Islands where I lived. 

On the other side of the channel is where ships were docked and where a shipyard was. 

It was in some of those ships where I had seen children kept in cages. 

Programming and other things also took place in a ship docked in that area. 

There was a facility that was like a large warehouse or airplane hanger where children were kept in cages. Cages were stacked one on top of another sometimes 3 cages tall. Some cages had one child only and other cages had several children. Throughout my childhood years, I witnessed the same pattern play out many times. One night there would be a minimum of 3-6 cages with children and the next night there would be 3-6 more. Then the next night there would be so many kids and cages that I could not count them all. Usually the next day they were all gone except for a few. Sometimes the kids were shipped out in two separated batches over a two day period.

         picture from:

This picture is the best example I have found so far to illustrate what the cages looked like.

Cages were sometimes stacked one on top of another sometimes 3 cages tall.

I don't remember ever seeing no kids at all. There were usually no less than 6 kids. Once in awhile there would only be 3 children, but that was only for a day or so and wasn't the norm.

Another place where programming and "training" was sometimes done was in a ship docked in the shipyard at the port in Tampa near downtown Tampa. It was on this ship that I have witnessed children being kept. 

This next picture is creepy and haunting to me. 
It reminds me of memories of when I would be taken to a ship at night. 

7.) Government sponsored children facilities where children are kept and used for unethical practices is real.

I knew of a small facility in Tampa Florida that was near St. Joseph's children's hospital that kept children who were used in horrendous experiments and surgeries. I saw some of the children in that facility. I don't know why I was taken there and shown what I was shown. Maybe it was to send me the message that, that could be my fate also. I do know that the experience left some huge impressions on me other than the horror of what I saw. It was ingrained in me of yet another consequence for those who try to escape and it further instilled in me the message that there is no escape from the perpetrators. 

The picture above reminds me of the crowded room with where children and young teens lay bedridden and in pain from horrendous surgeries. There were no clean white sheets in the place I saw and the room smelled of rotting flesh. The conditions were deplorable. 

It was in this wing (picture above) at St. Joseph's Children's Hospital in Tampa Florida that a lot of my programming was done. This was also a "teaching" hospital where small groups of adults were being trained to work in the medical field as programmers for the US government. I was used as the subject while my "handlers" demonstrated and taught.

The picture below (drawn by another survivor) best illustrates one of the rooms in the wing where my programming was done. The drawing is nearly identical in every way to what I remember.  When I was subjected to this technique of programming, there was not just one black and white spinning wheel, but numerous ones in the room so that no matter where my eyes might want to wander, they would be caught by another spinning wheel. This was also the room where small groups of “professionals” came to watch, listen and take notes as my handler used me as the model to teach the select groups how to program other children.

It was also at St. Joseph's Children's Hospital that I along with a small group of my preschool friends of a private school on Davis Islands all had our tonsils taken out on the same day by the same doctor, "Dr. Swartz" and his staff. I remember very clearly what happened to me and how my friends were treated. This was no ordinary "tonsillectomy". What happened to me was validated by Dr. Preston Bailey Jr. as being typical of an Illuminati procedure employing Illuminati techniques. Was it a coincidence that our doctor’s name, “Dr. Swartz”, was the same name as numerous MKULTRA survivors have reported?

The picture below is almost identical to the room and the scene when my pre-school classmates and I had our tonsils out at St. Joseph’s Children’s Hospital in Tampa Florida in the late 1950’s. My bed was positioned on on the right hand wall, the first bed in the picture which is just before the bed with the little girl who is sitting up.

8.) Training children to be spies and to carry classified information is real.

As a very small child I was used often for this because few in those days would suspect that a small child like I would be the carrier of top secret information. I am hesitant to go into detail about this at the moment. I will say this much, that I was a valuable commodity for this type of work for various reasons, one of which was that I was a clairvoyant and was able to "sniff out a rat". The late 1950's, early 1960's was a very dangerous and tricky time in the US military and intelligence. Several factions were at war with each other and were jockeying for control. There was a lot of secrecy within our own military and intelligence. It was extremely hard for one to tell if their best friend was actually their enemy. During that time, I was aware of some very good servants in the military and intelligence who were whole heartedly serving the American public. Those people were dangerous to the the factions who were infiltrating. 

9.) Facilities with rail access were used in Tampa to hide illegal activities and movement of "goods and services". 

- In the early 1970's I was in two warehouses in the downtown Tampa area that were on the rail and near the Port of Tampa. Both places were involved in trafficking illegal goods. Behind one of the warehouses was a box car that looked like any other normal box car from the outside, but inside it was equipped with equipment used in mind control programming. This box car was used around the Tampa Bay area as a small portable testing and mind control center that could also transport children to other facilities. The rail car made visits to the University of Tampa and the old Florida State Fairgrounds. Some trauma based programming for children and other young people was done on those grounds. 

10.) At the top levels, the FBI, US military and the mob have agreements where they all can benefit. Still a very tricky business, like working with rattle snakes and scorpions. 

- In addition to MacDill AFB, Tampa Florida has ports and airports that import and export illegal commodities. I have witnessed the FBI in Tampa taking a blind eye to illegal drug trafficking and moving of stolen goods out of Tampa as long as arrangements have been made to insure that they get a cut of the action in one way or another. 


11.) When I was in my late 20’s and early 30’s, there were people I knew who worked for the Luciferian organization. On the outside it appeared that they were raising and selling livestock, but the real avenue of capital was taking place in the caverns that ran for miles under the property to a place near the Ohio River. Drugs were being smuggled in and out through this location through several points. Proceeds funded the organization that is working to bring in the Luciferian run global order.


(An example of the process of memory recovery)

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Remember to Remember…

An example of the process of memory recovery

How can I remember to forget…When my heart just won’t let me?

The process of remembering what I always knew I knew.

Throughout most of my life, I had reoccurring nightmares and flashbacks of the same haunting scenes. The dreams and flashbacks were as real as life, if not more so. The instant that the memories flashed before my mind, my mind would tell me the scenes were real memories, but a second later another part of my mind would pull the curtain and tell me it was nothing, nothing at all. Sometimes I would faintly hear a voice like a screaming whisper echoing across my conscious mind like a shooting streak of lightning. “Remember to remember.” it said. Then like a fly swatter, another part of my mind would try to murder the words and tell me that I never heard those words at all. But, deep in my soul, I knew I had said those words to myself…sometime long ago…so I wouldn’t forget….just before I forgot….forgot what?…I wondered. Maybe it was nothing, nothing at all.  ~ Carolyn Hamlett ~

ELECTRODES AND MIND CONTROL  - an excerpt from my journal (April of 2010)        

The memory came first as a dream, which is often the means a repressed mind control memory surfaces. 

Though I was dreaming...there came a flash of dreaming and then suddenly waking up...I was as conscious as one can be in the state of wakefulness. Totally like I was awake...that I had been dreaming..and then was awake to reality...only my reality was that I was in my 6 or 7 year old body..looking out of those eyes...hearing the sounds out of her (my) 6-7 year old ears, smelling the smells....all as if I was there wide awake...or actually I was waking up from either a drugged state or an induced state of unconsciousness. The ‘doctor’ and his wife were not yet aware that I was awake. I could hear them talking about me and about the procedure they were trying to accomplish with me. It was like a trial and error thing it seemed. The 'doctor' seemed to be tweaking some adjustments on a machine that sat at a one o’clock position to me.  As he tweaked it, he seemed to be asking his wife who sat in the room to the right of me, to give her opinion as to how the adjustment were working.  A few times he walked in front of me. Still drowsy, but fully aware of detail, my head was still bowed, my eyes fixed to the floor.  It was linoleum squares...a mixture of light milky green and cream colored waves. I watched as his feet moved past my field of vision, he still seeming unaware of my wakeful state. He is wearing brown leather sandals. He has dirt under his raggedy unclipped toenails. 

Next scene-I am sitting in a yellow scoop plastic chair with metal legs. 

I can see this from two perspectives, from being in my body and from being out of my body.  I first am semiconscious, but the dream has incredible detail. I am in the chair looking at the floor. The floor is linoleum squares. I think I remember light green-off white (not sure). I see the 'doctor's' feet. Brown sandals. He has dirt under his toenails. There is medical equipment in the room. Some equipment is tall and has tubes coming out of it. The 'doctor' is wearing shorts and a short sleeved button up shirt. He has an unkempt appearance. He has dark hair combed to the side. Two day old beard. Looks like he also has Eczema - whitish crusty on his eyebrows and corners of his nose. He appears to be in his mid 40's, about 5' 9", medium bone structure and a bit over weight. 

Next moment of consciousness…

It is the same night. (The 'doctor' and his wife are in the same clothes.) I am in the same type of chair...only in a different room. I am in the room with the ‘doctor’s’ wife.  I have 4 electrodes on my forehead. The ‘doctor’s’ wife is sitting in a chair next to me, to my right.  She is adjusting the electrodes on my forehead. I think I also have some all over my head. 

The ‘doctor’ walks across the room from my left and goes through the door that leads to the window (maybe tinted) on the far left wall. He is controlling the shocks and the equipment from that room. They (‘doctor’ and wife) are..I think trying to perceive my thoughts-extract memories and possibly insert some. I know they have a specific goal and and are trying to achieve it before the night is through. I feel that what they are trying to do is still in the experimental stages and that I am part of that experiment. Part of what they always have to do in the end is to take me to death, keep me there for a short time, then bring me back. This time they lost me. I was not coming back. They didn't want to lose me, but they didn't seem to be all that upset over it either. I do think they felt a slight relief when I finally returned to my body. I think they more so counted it as a pat on their own backs for their success...not that I was alive. I don't think they cared whether I lived or died. 

Description of the wife: She is wearing a sleeveless blouse, shorts and flip-flops. She has blondish curly hair..sort of short. She is a little chunky by today's standards, medium build, probably 5' 2"- 5' 4". 

The room is brightly lit by overhead florescent lighting. There are a couple of long Florida room style crank out windows. (Louvered windows).

It reminds me of a school classroom with out desks.  I believe the rooms are on the floor level of the facility.

Journal note added a few days later: 

Another memory... This time not in the form of a ‘dream’.

I was in a room like the one in the previous written ‘dream’. There were several easel like things..each holding a spinning swirling thing like a bulls eye. There was one in front of me..and pretty much every where I  looked in the room there was one for my eye to focus on. 

I have other memories coming to me of being in the same facility - the one I described above where electrodes were attached to my head. In this facility, against a wall was a large metal horse trough which was usually filled with water where I was submerged in and drowned after programming just before I was taken home. There was a thermometer attached to the side with some wires. Sometimes there was ice in the trough when I was put in it. Then more ice was heaped upon me until only my head was above the ice.

(End of Journal entry)

The room was long like this. There were no desks and nothing against the wall under the windows.

There was a divider wall on the far right where the wall is in this picture. On the other side of the divider wall was a small room like a control room with electronic equipment. On the other side of that room was another room where some of the experimentation and programming was done. There was a window from the control room so that the ‘doctor’ or ‘doctors’ could watch what was taking place in the programming room. Also in that room at that end of the building was the horse trough where drowning was done.


Prior to the ‘dream’, I consciously knew nothing about mind control programming and experimentation.  I had heard of it, and knew the government had messed with my father, but as for my being a victim also, well, that never was allowed to enter my conscious mind in spite of the fact that I had remembered that as a child, I was taken many times from my home at night by the same two men who used gauze soaked with something and put it over my nose and mouth to knock me unconscious. There were even times when I had remembered some of the events that had taken place the night before. I tried to tell my mother so she could help me and stop the men from taking me, but she never believed me and told me that I was imaging it and that I should forget about it. 

I quickly learned to keep my mouth shut and just deal with it the best way I could which was to make the conscious choice to forget and live my waking hours as if nothing at all unusual ever happened to me in the late night hours. 

So, a war inside me began. The little girl who was being taken at night for programming, experimentation and rituals screamed to be free and wanted me to remember to remember so she could be free. I saw no way she could be free, but I could be free of her and the pain and memories... if I shut her out…which I did.  

I stayed in blind denial for many years until it took too much energy to maintain the walls of denial. Like festering wounds that finally reach the surface and burst forth decay, so did the festering wounds of my childhood begin to leak. 

It first affected me emotionally and physically by way of unexplained depression and physical weakness along with aches and pains. I learned that often depression is the result of repressed and unresolved anger. I examined myself. What could I have possibility been angry about? I saw nothing that warranted anger. 

As time went on, my depression got to a serious stage. I was hardly able to function at all during my day. At night I was tormented by reoccurring night mares. I counted over 60 reoccurring night mares that filled my every night. In my waking hours, I had flashes of memories from my childhood. I knew the flashes meant something, but I couldn’t for the life of me hold onto one of those flashes long enough to examine it more fully to figure out what it meant and why it kept flashing to my mind. All I had was the residual feeling of what ever that flash of memory was attached to, something dreadful, sickening or frightening…and then seconds later, that too was gone. 

Back then, I knew nothing about repressed memories and didn’t know how to help myself until a friend told me about a therapist he thought could help me. This was when I learned about repressed memories and about the “similar - same” principle and how something in the present can trigger a recall of something that happened to us in the past.

A repressed memory, I learned is simply a real memory that has been repressed. It is just like any memory that anyone has which includes the memory of sounds, smells, taste, colors, emotions, thoughts etc. The only difference is that the memory has been repressed or walled off from the conscious mind by an amnesic barrier, usually due to trauma. Memory repression is a natural coping defense mechanism which enables a person to survive when a traumatic event is too much for the person to handle and continue to function. This is a form of dissociation. 

Whether it is a “shell shocked soldier”, a victim of a horrendous accident, or a victim of SRA or mind control programming, in time the original memories packed with the original sights, sounds, tastes, emotions begin to leak to the surface or conscious mind in the form of reoccurring dreams and memory flashes in the conscious day time hours. The person remembers and realizes that they always knew what had happened. Often they are amazed of the awareness they have of knowing that on one level they always knew the memory was there intact and yet it was still able to be hidden by a veil from their conscious mind. 

The “similar - same” principle is when something in the present triggers a recall of something that happened to us in the past and one remembers and feels the same things they felt in the past. For instance, hearing an oldies song today may take you back to that time in your life when that song was new. You may even remember the very thoughts and emotions you had back then and even the sounds and smells. 

In the situation where a memory is repressed, a person today may hear a sound, smell a smell, hear a phrase or hear a song and rather than have memory brought to mind, they instead experience a wave of nausea or a wave of anger or fear. In such a case, what seems similar to something in the past is seen by the mind as being the same, so although the person my not recall the memory, they may experience some of the same emotions associated to the repressed memory. 

In time, especially with the help of a good Christian counselor, a person’s memory will return so they can properly look at it and properly deal with it so healing can take place. Journalling also helps in memory recovery and healing. 

So, what was first depression, then reoccurring dreams and flash backs...the truth was those were simply the affects of repressed and dissociated memories and the unraveling of the trauma based mind control programming of my youth. 

For me the process began in my early 30’s which I have come to find out is a common age for survivors of ritual abuse and trauma based programming to begin to experience "affect". 

By the time I was 50, I was having so many reoccurring night mares that I chose to do what was popular at the time, take a doctor prescribed antidepressant with a sleep aid to mask the symptoms and to insure I slept through the nightmares. Soon, the meds lost their effect and the nightmares intensified, so under doctor supervision, I weaned myself off of the prescription drug.


Just before my 55th birthday, I suddenly became suicidal with no apparent reason. I fought it for a few days, but as each day passed the urge to die was stronger than the day before. I knew enough then to recognize that what I was experiencing had a demonic cause, so I sought prayer support from a female Pastor at a church near by.  After I told her about some of my past history, she told me that she believed that what I was experiencing was suicidal programming.  At that time I had no memory of ever hearing of such a thing, but when she mentioned suicidal programming, a memory flashed to my mind of the fact that years ago I knew that something monumental was going to happen at my 55th birthday. I used to wonder if that was when I was going to die. Then as the years passed I completely forgot about that weird thing that had to do with my 55th birthday. 

There I was in the Pastor's office just a few days before my 55th birthday. It all made perfect sense to me. I told the Pastor about knowing that something monumental was supposed to happen just before my 55th birthday. She told me that that made sense to her. 

She explained to me that suicidal programming was often set to engage on a birthday or a holiday. Programmers use it as a means to cause the programed person to self destruct before they reach an age where the breaking down of their programming makes them a viable witnesses against the criminals responsible for the atrocities committed against them and others. 

The Pastor then prayed for me and in the name of Jesus Christ she broke all ties to the program and broke all ties to any demonic source attached to the program. In the name of Jesus Christ, I agreed with the Pastor on all counts, verbally asking God to make the program null and void and sever all demonic ties associated to the programming. 

On my own volition, because I felt in myself this was the right thing for me to do, I rededicated my life to Jesus Christ. I asked God to forgive me of all of my sins and to cleanse me from the filth I had felt inside and all around me. 

I left the Pastor's office totally free of depression and free of all thoughts of suicide. The difference from the person who went into the Pastor’s office and the person who left is the difference of night and day. 

It was after this that more and more of my programming began to break down. 
Like bubbles that had been trapped from rising to the surface, when the integrity of the veil that held them began to fail and unravel, the memories, like unhindered bubbles began to naturally and slowly rise to the surface to join and fill in the gaps like perfect fitting puzzle pieces. 

Just a few years ago I had more questions than answers about my own life and what has happened to me and why. Now I have more solid answers and very few questions left. The picture of my life is so clear at this point that even if the few remaining questions never get answered, the picture is so complete that not having the remaining answers is like having a few less pixels in a corner of an already high pixel high definition photograph. 


Going back to the journal entry at the beginning of this article...

What began as a ‘dream’ was actually one of those memory bubbles that rose to the surface when circumstances in my life no longer kept the memory restrained. For myself, I have no doubt that this was totally in God’s hands. Here is why I say this. (This is how God works).

Just eight days after the ‘dream’,  I had concrete confirmation to back up my strong gut feeling that the dream was not a dream, but real memories that had crossed the barrier which divided my subconscious to my conscious mind. 

The validation came by way of an email from the desk of Pastor Doug Riggs who shared with his mailing list, the web site of Ellen P. Lacter, Ph.D., a psychologist who was working to increase public awareness and support for survivors of trauma based mind control. 

I went to her sight and was drawn first to an article titled "Torture-based, Government-sponsored Mind Control Experimentation on Children", by Wanda Karriker, Ph.D.

I never got as far as reading the article because there staring me in the face was a drawing that was in all ways nearly identical to the ‘dream’ I had a week earlier.  It was if someone had drawn my dream for me. 

After getting over the initial shock of what I was seeing, I scrolled down to read that the drawing was done by a survivor. 

Then I read the words that I can so well relate to at that moment. 

“Who do you trust and what is real? Then, someone writes about and asks about those same experiences that haunt your life. All those ghosts that have terrorized your life and prevented a connection with another human being are suddenly documented in a survey. To learn that there are others with the same existence is bittersweet. It’s something that you’ve never wished on anyone else, but are relieved to learn that the insanity is not just in your mind. Unfortunately, the greater the numbers of strangers who have lived this tortured existence, the more validity there is that this atrocity occurs. This the world needs to know.” (Psychologist and Extreme Abuse Survivor – January, 2007)”

Yes, “bittersweet”…

Over the next few years, more and more bubbles of memories also made their way to the surface. More and more dots began to connect in my life.  As more and more dots connected, the very fabric that held captive the haunting echoes of my past, disintegrated.  

There were many “ah-ha” moments along the way which now stand as mile stones to mark my journey. One such mile stone was when I stumbled upon a certain picture. It happened while I was researching an entirely different topic. This is the way it has worked for me, that it is when I am looking for information on something else, that I stumble upon a gold mine that validates a totally separate mystery from my life. 

That mystery was the answer to a question that had haunted me since I had the ‘dream’ that wasn’t a dream at all. I knew in great detail what the interior of the building looked like where I had been taken to for programming and experimentation, but where was it? Where was the location? Something deep inside of me kept telling me it was at St. Joseph’s Children’s Hospital in Tampa, but the only pictures I could find of the hospital showed the old style windows, not the crank out Florida style windows that ran across the entire front of the wing where my programming was done. 

Then one day in the fall of 2013, I was looking for pictures of St. Joseph’s Hospital from the 1950’s, to go with an article I was writing about my tonsillectomy at that hospital. I messaged a person in a Tampa Florida history group to see if he had a such picture on file. He did. He sent me a picture I had never seen before. It showed a part of the hospital that other pictures never showed.  One look at that picture…I KNEW that I KNEW that I KNEW that my search was over for the location of where those memories of my programming and experimentation had taken place. There were the “Florida room style” crank out windows I remembered. Even the side windows were the same as my memories. 

I have no doubt that it was in this wing at St. Joseph's Children's Hospital that a lot of my programming and experimentation was done. This was also a "teaching" hospital where small groups of adults were being trained to work in the medical field as programmers for the US government. I was used as the subject while my "handlers" demonstrated and taught.

I Remember…

in great detail the entire floor of the wing where I was experimented on and my programming was done. Inside, on the far left wall (not visible in the picture) was where the horse trough was situated that was used to drown me. Sometimes my perpetrators would put me in the trough and pack it with ice and watch the thermostat. 

There was an adult size potty chair they used to strap me to because what they did to me made me lose control of my bowls and throw up. They would yell at me when this happened to me, but I couldn’t help it no matter how hard I tried. When the night was over, they hated to clean me up. This may be one of the reasons they ended the night with throwing me in the water filled horse trough.

Lots of times it was just two people, the husband and wife team who were experimenting on me and working on programming. The woman would attach electrodes all over my head. Sometimes she only needed to attach 4 electrodes to my forehead. 

My hair was very thick and was a tangled mess by the end of each night and needed to be untangled before I went home so that no one would suspect that I had any unreasonable tangles that a little girl would have after a normal night’s sleep. 

The perpetrators hated to have to try to untangle my hair before I was taken home just before day break.  For this reason, my mother’s handlers whom she thought were her close friends, brought up the topic of my thick hair and the tangles and suggested that my mother take me to the barber on Davis Islands and have my hair thinned out and cut short like a boy’s hair cut. I remember the conversation my mother had with her handlers and I knew what they were up to, but my mother wouldn’t listen to me.  She took me to that barber. The interesting thing…as strange as this may sound to some people… is that the barber looked like the man who did my programming. I suspect that he was the same man. I was so humiliated to be a little girl in a barbershop full of boys and men. Even more humiliating was the fact that for months, until my hair began to grow out, people thought I was a boy. I was a “Tom Boy”, but I didn’t want people to think I was a boy. 

This picture shows how thick my hair was. 

This next picture is my 1st grade picture which I always hated because it reminded me of the hair cut and why “they” cut my hair. I hated those people and had a degree of hate and disrespect for my mother for doing everything her handlers ‘suggested’ she do.  Little did I know that I too would be just as quick to do what my handlers told me to do when I was a parent.  Again, I ask God and my children to forgive me. I understand now that my mother was a victim too. I understand now how a parent can blindly do what their ’superior’ tells them to do.

Again, this picture below (drawn by another survivor) best illustrates one of the rooms in the wing where my programming was done since the drawing is nearly identical in every way to what I remember.  When I was subjected to this technique of programming, there was not just one black and white spinning wheel, but numerous ones in the room so that no matter where my eyes might want to wander, they would be caught by another spinning wheel. 

I remember there were times when the room was shared with small groups of “professionals” watching, listening and taking notes as my handler used me as the model to teach the select group how to program other children. 


Below: St. Joseph's Children's Hospital in 1954

yippee!...GROUP TONSILLECTOMY... fun fun fun

It was also at St. Joseph's Children's Hospital that I along with a small group of my preschool friends of a private school on Davis Islands all had our tonsils taken out on the same day by the same doctor and his staff. I remember very clearly what happened to me and some of my friends. This was no ordinary "tonsillectomy". What happened to me was validated by Dr. Preston Bailey Jr. as being typical of an Illuminati procedure employing Illuminati techniques. 

The picture below is almost identical to the room and the scene when my pre-school classmates and I had our tonsils out at St. Joseph’s Children’s Hospital in Tampa Florida in the late 1950’s. My bed was positioned on on the right hand wall, the first bed in the picture which is just before the bed with the little girl who is sitting up.

Journal entry 10/25/2010

I was 2 1/2, possibly 3 years old and still living at my grandmother's house at that time. It just so happened that a group of children from my pre-school were also having their tonsils taken out at the same time that I was. We all shared the same room. Our ear, eyes, nose and throat doctor was a “Dr. Swartz”. [Is it a coincidence that our doctor’s name was the same name as numerous MKULTRA survivors have reported?] Maybe he was running a pre-school special which the affluent parents of my classmates just couldn’t resist. 

I probably wouldn't think this episode in my life was all that unusual or note worthy had it not been for a few other questionable things that occurred. Up until that time I had never known my mother to have ever lied to me or for her to ever feel that she needed to trick me or be untruthful in any degree. I was not at all afraid of the operation and she was fully aware of when my mother left my bed side that morning before the operation to go get a drink from the cafeteria, I had no reason to doubt that she would be directly back in the few minutes time that she promised she would return in.  

Shortly after she left my bedside, a couple of young men wearing scrubs came into my room to take me to surgery. I told them that my mother told me that I was not going to surgery until after she came back and that I would not go with out her. The two young men tried to convince me that it was ok with my mother that they were there to get me. When they tried to force me to get on the gurney I began to fight as if my very life depended on it. I was all feet and arms...kicking and slapping and scratching and screaming. I think it took another one or two people to hold me down. Then they strapped me down and started rolling me down the hallway as I did my best to fight the restraints and did my best to scream. They tried to quiet me by telling me that they were taking me to my mother.  I actually believed them for a moment, but when they wheeled me past the door that I knew led to the hall way where the cafeteria was, I let out and even greater protest and struggled even harder, but soon we were through another set of double doors and then into the surgery room. 

I was met by about 4 other adults all wearing scrubs, caps and masks. One of them, a female came toward me with some sort of a cup thing that was attached to some accordion looking tubes that were attached to a machine of some sort.  I fought as she tried to place the cup over my face. In a very calm, almost hypnotizing voice, she kept telling me to look into the tunnel...deep in the tunnel at the Peacock. She kept saying, "See my friend the pet Peacock". She kept telling me to look deep in the tunnel and I will see “the pretty pretty Peacock”, her friend the pet Peacock.  I knew there was no Peacock and that she was lying to me. I was angry that she would tell me such an idiotic thing. I was angry that she was lying to me. I was angry that she thought that I was so stupid as to believe her.  As she spoke I could hear someone counting down from 10. I think they had to start counting over several times. I fought to stay conscious. I think they were amazed that I was able to fight for so long, but finally I was losing the battle and I knew it. The voices became echoes and in moments the echoes blended to a solid echo…and then to white out.  

The next moment of conscious awareness I had was laying on the gurney being wheeled back into my hospital room by the same two young men who had taken me to the surgery room. The other children who shared the room looked shocked and frightened as their eyes scanned me. I don’t know what I looked like to them, but it must have been pretty bad going by the horrified looks on their faces. As they quickly retreated to their beds, the orderlies started laughing at them and in a sing song kind of way, one of the orderlies sang out “Who wants to be ne-xxxt?”  That is when the curtains closed on my consciousness like a flatline and the lights went out.

The only other memory I have of the event is when every so often I would first hear the sound of shuffling feet as the nurse person would come to my bedside with a tray of small glass vials that clinked together as he/she approached my bedside. He/she needed “just an itty bitty bit of blood. It won’t hurt a bit…. just like a little mosquito bite… just hold still.”

A moment later came an alarming painful prick of the finger which he/she milked for an itty bit longer. It was not like a mosquito bite at all, but I had no fight left in me to protest. As he/she shuffled away with the clinking tray of glass vials, the sounds in the room would once again begin to blend all together to be swallowed up in an echo as I drifted back into unconsciousness… only to hear what seemed to be monuments later, the shuffling feet again and the clinking glass vials as the nurse person approached my bed side once again for “an itty bit of blood that won’t hurt a bit”.


I don't remember leaving the hospital after I had my tonsils taken out.

The next vivid memory was after I was home and in my grandmother's large bed. I had been throwing up a lot of seemed that as soon as my mother and grandmother changed the blood soaked sheets, I would throw up again. In this memory my mother was sitting on the bed next to me and facing me. It was in the middle of the day and the sun was shining brightly. I don't know what made me look toward the windows to my left. Maybe it as the bright light, brighter than the noon day sun that caught my eyes. It caught both my attention and my mothers'. We watched as the light came in through the window expanding and brightening as it entered the room. It moved across the room toward us until it engulfed not only us, but the entire bed and a large area around us. It was like being in a light cloud. I could still see my mother looking at me through the light haze. She was amazed as I was. I felt no danger from this light that felt like a masculine entity of some sort, thought I didn't have a true peace about it either. I felt that it had a mission and that accomplishing that mission was it's sole object. My mother got up off of the bed. She never took her eyes off of me. She backed herself out of the bed room and closed the bed room door to leave me alone with this entity. I remember no more except that my throwing up blood ceased and I was remarkably better after the entities visit. 

I was not aware that anyone else knew about the above event until many years later when my cousin told me that my mother had told her about it. It is interesting to note that my mother's story matched mine. I was able to hear from my cousin as to why my mother chose to leave me alone with the entity. According to my cousin, my mother said that she felt that the entity was good and that it wanted her to she did. I remember that I didn't want her to leave and wondered why she would leave me alone with this strange entity. Though the entity didn't exactly feel evil to me, it didn't exactly feel heavenly either. Today, as I think back on this event in the past, what I believe is that my mother was deceived and that her spiritual discernment was corrupted by her involvement with the Luciferic "Spiritual Hierarchy". I was young and innocent and I believe closer to having true and clearer spiritual discernment. The fruits of that visitation appears to have been good. I was for the most part healed, but I still can't get over how unsettling the whole experience was. I have had other experiences with angels who were clearly angels of God and with entities who were clearly not of God to compare this event to. Though the fruits appear to be good, I still believe that what visited me was not Godly.

For that reason, I have surrendered that experience to God and asked God, in the name of Jesus Christ, to cleanse me of anything un-Godly from that event and to sever all un-Holy ties associated to that entity and that experience. In the mighty name of Jesus Christ, I have renounced all rights that the entity may claim to have on me or future generations because we are delivered from the curse, for it is written that Jesus became a curse for us. (Galatians 3:13)


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