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~~THE PROJECT~~

 
SECRET JON
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~~THE PROJECT~~
~~THE PROJECT~~
The Project

This is an account of a project I worked to the best of my ability to recall because of what was done to me afterwards. None of the names used are the real names to protect those that may be at risk and myself.

Background
In 2010 I meet someone by pure chance and I started to remember things about them that in my memory had never happened. Both of us we intrigued so I sought help in trying to find out how I could know these things. This lead to the strangest journey of my entire life and I still wonder where it will lead.
I had memories retrieved from my mind and so did my new friend, after reading some conspiracy sites things began to make sense. Here is my story, for the purpose of this revelation I am called Jon, my friend Nik will relate his knowledge of the project in part Two.

Part One.
It started in 1987. I was a researcher in the field of paranormal human ability.
Humans are an open system in the field of reality we have found. A lot of research has gone into this in many countries much of it in Russia in secrecy and of more recent times in China. The people who I worked for weren't able to fully trust the information that defectors had been able to tell them so our own projects were started from scratch it seemed, from time to time I was supplied previous research but no names or dates were ever attached to these papers and I never knew where the information had come from.

Every part of this field of reality is effected by every action and every reaction effects the human system. We are linked to this reality in ways we simply do not comprehend, we effect it and it effects us. It is like every person is a concentrated part of reality, their own atom of consciousness if you like, a living changing field of electromagnetic consciousness.

In Russia a lot of research had been put into effecting changes to a person without them having any knowledge of these events and understanding how these human systems work and how they can be used to change events around them. Some of this research was used in the field of sport but most of it was studied for military applications, for the purpose of making a super soldier or operatives who could penetrate any installation and retrieve vital intelligence information.

Sometimes these experiments yielded unanticipated results, not always good ones.

My task was the use volunteers [at first] and test for their abilities and try and enhance them with technology and pharmaceuticals. Many of the tests involved remote viewing and prediction of events, like guessing what would be the head line in a newspaper in a week and the like.
Positive testing candidates would go from my department to another and sometimes I wouldn't see them again for some time or at all.

At times the focus of the project was changed and the tests would be in more specific areas and locations would change within departments or would change in location entirely. During my term of service I was moved around the globe seven times, mainly within the US, but once in the UK and once in Europe. The last place was in Africa. We never left the facilities we only socialised on base and there were strict codes of conduct about what we said.

Some facilities numbered thousands of people from techs to scientists and household personal [always military or family of military personal] our “protectors” were always military and wore uniforms, but some bases did not have any uniform that identified which country or part of the service they came from. Other bases were much smaller only having two hundred research staff.
The rules were simply on-one was to talk about any of the details of their work. This wasn't always adhered to, social functions could get interesting late at night. Every project was heavily compartmentalised only the heads of the facilities had any idea about what was going on and it was hard to tell if any other project on base was even slightly related to mine in any way or I was just at places that had access to to equipment or personal, and people [volunteers].

I have meet some Space Jocks, and classified aircraft testers, high powered physicists and field testing operatives. It is human nature to talk, and sometimes we talked quietly during social functions. The top end of research bases had no recreation time at all to prevent this and you only saw other staff during meals. These meals were like dining in a library. No talking in front of the guards.

Quarters were segregated and single accommodation only, and in my time the staff were almost exclusively single only older staff from older projects were married and the military staff. If you wanted sex you ordered it it was provided and it was very professional but apart from what you wanted there was no talking.
The technicians had there own quarters and so did the military staff, I once asked why and was told by the colonel/general? [the high ups never displayed their rank that I could tell but you got the idea, and they knew who was above them and below them] “Have you ever watched Star Trek?”
“Yes” I nodded.
“Well imagine something goes wrong on the Enterprise, everyone has their job to do during times of crises and it would be no good if they were scattered all over the ship far from what their tasks may be would it?”

Non military staff was first name only if you had the same first name as someone else then you might be Rick B or something like that. Military was strictly last name or Sir. I never knew the names of any of the Station Heads or Top Brass simply Sir or Ma’am was all I ever got.

The dress code was simply Jump Suits for the techs and and Lab coats and utilitarian clothes for the scientists a limited choice of colours but the same style. When someone turned up [it happened from time to time] in individual clothes wearing a lab coat you new they were some one special. Sometimes there were visitors who would come and ask me questions or observe some of the experiments and on the last project a lot of them wore their own clothes with lab coats and had a life outside of the base [but not me]

I was able to obtain any domestic item I wished for no cost my pay was set at a million US dollars per year and the computers we used were the most sophisticated things any where in the world particularly the laptops [I miss those the most] and they definitely didn't run windows but I had been told the operating systems were designed by Bill. There was no public internet and news from the outside world was scarce beyond sports games [no commentary though]

Everyone was encouraged to exercise for 30 minutes each day of hard exercise the meals were top quality and you could order [in the top bases] what ever you desired for dinner. Breakfast and lunch were functional but good, most bases I worked at were twelve hour shifts [ten hours working usually] and none of the projects I worked on were 24 hour affairs.

Sometimes you were told you had a holiday [I don't know how they decided] but these were always at private facilities, kind of a club med for spies, agents, scientists, military and political people.
I went skiing, fishing, hunting, diving and jet skiing at many of these and saw quite a few political figures from time to time. The same rules applied, no work talk. In my twelve years I don't recall ever watching the news once. Not even newspapers. Scientific journals and magazines were provided and a health check every six months was mandatory. I was never poly-graphed ever, there are far more sophisticated devices I learned later.

My right hand man was a tech called Nigel, he once told me he had done some orbital work and we worked together for the last seven years of my service, but never holidayed together [the techs went somewhere else for theirs]
My left hand man was Robert but he insisted on being called Bob. He was a high powered physicist the things he knew were never taught in any university, Vibrational Physics, the science of everything he called it. He was someone. He dresses as he liked, lived off base and had a wife and family. Even the Top Brass didn't mess with him. I think he was part of the “Family” as he put it one day. Bob would often discuss ideas with me into the night in one of the private lounges or even in my room [it was a small suite by that stage] one of the only people ever allowed to do that, he could come and go as he pleased on the Base it seemed. I liked him a lot. He was never late, ever.

My work with humans was inconsistent at best. We would measure the electric fields around their bodies calculate and measure the flows of energy in and out of their consciousnesses, observe and measure the energy of space time/reality bending around them but the results could never be reproduced consistently. Most healing work was fairly consistent and could be amplified by devices but sometimes could go “weak” for no explained reason.

Remote viewing was good under easy tasks but effected badly by large fields at times and sometimes the targets just couldn't be found. [we trained a lot of people not to be found] and field effects we used for security purposes were never able to be penetrated by anyone I worked with. [there was a story but I never meet that person]
People viewing the past seemed to get good results but viewing the future had bizarre inconsistencies and no consistent accuracy at all. Sometimes a person was asked to visit a target date and location only to find out it wasn't the same as last time they looked. Different operatives got different information. Bob had a lot of ideas why.

Top Brass wanted a consistent result every time, statistical information based on the viewings of twenty viewers wasn't good enough [I had worked with twenty and there was a lot of trouble with them in later years there was something they didn't like and a lot of them left or got mind wiped, this caused even more problems, it was like they formed their own union I was told, in the last couple of years I worked with operatives they were segregated and were not to know of each other. I don't know what happened to the talented ones I first worked with their were rumours but you simply didn't repeat them]
The Top Brass wanted something bullet proof. That was when I was assigned to Nigel and Bob [they didn't know each other beforehand]

Channelling had provided some interesting contacts and some science and technology had resulted from channelled information. I was quite dubious myself at first [a lot really] because the range of channelled information was very inconsistent, it was like some things were playing with us, and some of the consistent contacts were dumb for a better word.

We were able to work with certain crystal skulls for a time, then with some manufactured crystals [Bob later told me he had manufactured some of these] but the human channellers were always the weak link, they would get tired or burned out under pressure, we would feel like we were just getting somewhere and they would run out of generative energy [you have to generate tuned fields to receive some of these channelled messages] There was a little pressure in the background at times, it was like Top Brass had some schedule or knew something and needed results fast, but Bob used to keep them off Nigel's and my back. [He was a good man Bob]

Finally between us and our team [we had a lot of technical people under us later] we had a break through. Bob is the most gifted theory to practise man I have ever meet, he cooked up the theories Nigel made the devices and I did the testing mainly, at times we all had brilliant ideas that helped out but Bob was the man behind how it would work with his knowledge the fundamentals of reality, one day in the future he will be known as the man who rewrote the book on physics I'm sure. Nigel just had one of those flexible minds and could tell other people and explain things in a way they could understand what he wanted, this is rare in the world I find.

Time and dimensional overlapping theory is what the cutting edge is dealing with. Not just our reality but the infinite fractal dimensions around us the places where vibrations seem to disappear. Bob says they don't really disappear they just get so small it becomes difficult with our technology to find and measure them, how can you measure that which is always changing and never quite being he used to say to me, the human mind is capable but not powerful enough to do it, like burning a candle in a nanosecond he would say. “It's not just the vibrations and the peak of vibrations and all of their related harmonic points but the gaps and intervals between them as well Jon” he would say. Very few people are capable of thinking what that man is able to think.

Eventually it came to the point where we could no longer progress with what we had, our device was only capable of channelling the closest entities in theory, and there were none close enough it seemed. End of project I thought the last two years were for nothing. I was given my holidays and when I returned four weeks later they sent us to Africa.

Nigel and Bob had been busy while I was away and they were some new people, Bob knew them, they were re-constructive geneticists. Samples of all the psychics were had worked with over the years had been analysed it seemed, and a crystal had been grown from the information into a replication of the vital area of the brains wave function decoder and tuning system, my work area of expertise.
It took three months to get this to function as we wanted, the ultimate tool no human to get worn out but tapping the right wave functions was a bitch and required an area of complete isolation from the rest of the world and and outside wave functions. The same technology used to keep remote viewers from seeing into military projects was used but it had to be applied in new ways, so the team grew bigger and we had to bring in new people to manage each component perfectly, it was getting too big for a single small team to do by itself.

The facility were worked at was the most staffed of any I ever worked at. There were maybe a hundred different projects going on here. A deep base and a lot of segregation. I even heard a rumour of teleporting technology going on there [something which none of my human operatives had ever been able to do, even moving objects with their minds was very limited in my experience]
And some sort of portal? [ I have read some stuff on the net since then and I now discount nothing, once you have seen a few Space Jocks land some of their craft and act all cool about space you start to wonder what we really have going on.] The facility was some where well away from civilisation because there were some obvious aircraft at times dropping off supplies. We lacked for nothing here just the amount of “adult entertainment' must have been a massive undertaking. I don't think I ever saw a craft I was familiar with in the massive hangers, nothing conventional all VTOL style craft.

We were there for one reason alone. The biggest particle collider in the world. That is what Bob said we needed to get the finest waves and the most transmission power and they had to be perfect.
A Pure substance was manufactured in the smallest amount. Perfectly symmetrical in wave dimension and vibration, once again another separate team was involved, Bob's area, it was really his project now, I was needed less and less but things always went wrong at times. If it wasn't for the lack of freedom this would have been the best time in my life, it probably was.

But then things started to get real. I was tuning Betty as I nick named her, the crystalline formation which was the heart of the receiving apparatus when I got a hit. The tuning process was so fine that Nigel and I barely dared breathe. We had to be suited up in “The Environment”as it was termed to block out our fields. We had had some hits before but nothing had held as we were still refining the process and had been waiting on Bob to finish his end. A single phase indicator was all we had to indicate we had signal. We never went back into “The Environment” again until the project failed and by that stage other things had taken the Top Brasses attention and I got retired, over just like that twelve years of top research work.

So what happened? I don't know many of the details at all after the initial contact I was a spare part to be used when ever I was needed at times. There just in case. Nigel had a little more to do but he was in the same position as me. Bob however was a very busy man.

The entity was from another dimension close to ours and in the future it was thought there would be a brief time of convergence between our two realities, a parallel earth but not quite, theirs was hollow and had inhabitance [if ours is hollow no-one ever told me but I was no player, Bob didn’t say anything either, but the Top Brass were very interested in what this entity had to say. There were times where they went in and asked rather private questions, I think we averaged about ten per day. A Latin specialist was brought in [I don't know why, they were keeping me in the dark a lot by this stage]

I will just tell you about some notable occasions. A couple of times we were all kicked out of “The Room” and when they had finished they came out looking rather pale. One of those times Colin Powell was there, I didn't know who he was then. Never saw a president, but I'm not from the US by birth so I didn't even have to vote anyway, the staff were always told who to vote for during elections anyway.

The project ran from 1994 to 1999 it didn't have an official name to me but someone behind the scenes would have called the shots on that. The information has been disclosed to the public now and it is called The CHANI Project. I never knew why until I met Nik.

In 1999 some clown [Bill] had fucked up royally and some equipment need to be replaced, both Bob, Nigel and myself knew this would be the end of the project, the Top Brass had no conception of how sensitive all this equipment was, it was a one time deal, chances of tuning in this unique frequency cluster matrix of what is, could be and what isn't was nil. We messed around trying to get it to go again for months, Bob finally managed to explain to the Top Brass and that was it.

The next thing I remember was living in New Zealand, a multi millionaire who had sold his shares in a software company and was living the quiet life far away from anywhere.
They call it mind-wipe it isn't always reliable as you can see. I have heard of a whole project personal team requesting mind-wipes when they found out something they didn't want to. Some teams that had to be mind-wiped because of what they had had to do. Some operatives knew right from the start it was part of the deal, not me. They did at least let me live so I should be grateful for that and twelve million isn't anything to be sneezed at either. I thank god for Bob I think he made sure I was allowed to live.

It has taken some years to remember what I have and since the disclosure of CHANI I don't feel there is too much problem with telling some of what I know, but this is only half of the story wait till you here what Nik has to say then you will really get it.

Good luck folks we are all really going to need it.

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10/29/2011 05:39 PM
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10/29/2011 05:56 PM
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Interesting.
who is behind this I wonder
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10/29/2011 05:58 PM
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Awesome! Send part 2 soon, would ya? Could be a great movie!
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10/29/2011 06:34 PM
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Why will we need luck I wonder?
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10/29/2011 06:36 PM
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Can you put this into two paragraphs?
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10/29/2011 06:47 PM

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Why will we need luck I wonder?
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I am wondering the smae.....OP, will we find out soon?
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