When I was a kid a random person came up to me and said "I remember you from the Illuminati".

I've come to expect that Putin face anytime I post here.

Perhaps you were an Illuminati peg boy in your early childhood years.

Good 'story'.

I think there might be some truth to that, there were some things that happened to me as a very young child, odd sexual things, and I can only vaguely remember them. Things come up in dreams sometimes but I only see them in fragments.

Indeed, you know the Catholic priests have sick and twisted sexual rituals that involve children and we can only assume that the Illuminati have the same.

Why where you out running the streets at 14?

OP: Hypnosis is your friend.

My friends and I would go to the all ages dance clubs back then on the weekends and they were open till around 4 in the morning and then when they closed we would just go wandering until the busses started running around 6.

Really? I think it might be terrifying.

I also had an odd sexual experience when I was in kindergarten. The principal's assistant called me to the principal's office one day. This lady was totally 70's Star Trek looking -- tall, silver hair, and silver lipstick. When I got the principal's office she locked the door behind me and stayed in the room. I stood directly in front of the principal's desk and she unbuttoned by pants and pulled them down along with my underwear. They both were looking intently at my genitalia, nodding and contemplating. She moved it around looking at it from different sides, angles, noticing every facet. I was in shock, didn't move, didn't say anything. After about five minutes she told be to pull my pants up and go back to the classroom and said nothing else. I forgot about the incident until recently.

Did he ass rape you while burt renolds and president bush watched on?

No, but it sounds like you enjoy imagining such things -- sick.

this thread is getting weirder by the minute

I just remembered she was chewing gum furiously during the incident and she had long sliver painted fingernails. She was tacky, and a lot like Peg Bundy.

Yeah, that is very creepy, when you start to go back to your childhood memories, there are some incredibly odd things. One of the things I remember was being on an bright orange couch naked with another boy, I must have been around 4 or 5, and what happened is just a blur, at points I remember being super excited and we were both squealing like pigs and I don't really know how to describe this other than we were not in our physical bodies, we were in some kind of a morphing/changing state, like we were actually inside the couch and we were chasing each other through it and playing some kind of sexual game.

There were other incidents like that but it's all a fragmented mess in remembering.

That's crazy, John Boorman would be proud of this thread. It's really reconnecting things in my head.

I just remembered having terrible headaches as a kid. I would go to my mom's on the weekend. She was a Harley rider chick and lived in a trailer. She and her man, Denny, would spend all winter tearing down their bikes in the trailer so parts were strewn all over the place.

They had a bowling league on Saturday nights so they wouldn't come home until 4am. I always made popcorn and watched Saturday Night Live.

I remember calling the bowling alley on several occasions to tell my mom to come home because of this awful piercing pain in my head. And every time I would close my eyes I would picture a bowl of peeled potatoes being pierced by needles along with an intense metallic taste in my mouth.

Forgive the alteration, it's not my intention, it's just the way I remember it.

have you guys read: trance-formation of america?
it is about being used as a child sex slave and how one woman (cathy ireland) came out of it.

Working with a hypnotherapist who is skilled in dealing with traumatic memories, & who will guide you as an observer. In that way, you will not re-experience any trauma. You will simply be an observer of your own experiences. So no need to fear this.

But its up to you whether you want to & are ready to have disclosure in your own life.

ROLEPLAYING IS FUN

You can't make this shit up, my little Filipino friend.

GLP ≈ hypnotherapy.

&#8776 = approximately equal sign.

"I also had an odd sexual experience when I was in kindergarten. The principal's assistant called me to the principal's office one day. This lady was totally 70's Star Trek looking -- tall, silver hair, and silver lipstick. When I got the principal's office she locked the door behind me and stayed in the room. I stood directly in front of the principal's desk and she unbuttoned by pants and pulled them down along with my underwear. They both were looking intently at my genitalia, nodding and contemplating. She moved it around looking at it from different sides, angles, noticing every facet. I was in shock, didn't move, didn't say anything. After about five minutes she told be to pull my pants up and go back to the classroom and said nothing else. I forgot about the incident until recently."

Just because a trekkie transvestite molested you doesnt mean shit. Again, roleplaying is fun.

I remember rewatching movies because atleast 1 part in the movie always changed..

I also had some weird encounters with people who knew me and I didnt know them...

Some kid walked up to me and said, "hey I know you" I replied "me? you know me?" he said "yeah, whats your name again?" I told him my name, then he said "yep, thats it I remember you" then I said "I dont remember you.." i told him i had to go cuz i was on break, when I started walkin away at about 10-20 ft he said to me "ur still usin that fake voice huh?" (when I was younger I kinda had a squeeky voice and i was tryin to get rid of it). I just glanced back at him then kept walking... never knew the kid or seen him and I dont know how he knew that about me..

Second weird encounter, at work one day I was pushing carts.. Some chick comes up to me and was like "Hey! how are you!".. I was like "I'm good just working.." She then gets on the end of the row of the carts im pushing and I'm like pushing her now and the carts... Shes looking at me asking me all these questions, then I realize... this chick thinks she knows me... I think wtf? is this girl crazy? So i kinda just played a long with it cuz i felt awkward.... She then basically realized I didnt know her or something and had a look of sadness on her face and basically jumped off the carts and went to her friends car.. I honestly dont even remember the conversation because I could barely hear her over the noise of the carts, and my own thoughts about how crazy she was o.O.

Weird stuff all I can say.

That's pretty funny, Bebu, but she was all woman. And I know you've never been laid, especially with that tiny little Filipino tallywacker.

Why, bother, it would be like throwing a hotdog down a hallway.

I want to hear more.

And I got negative karma post for this post.. "Bogus post ~keats"
Eat shit ~keats!