Post by JMH on Mar 14, 2020 13:06:27 GMT
On the 24th of December 2019,I was admitted at the hospital for an acute asthma attack. Turns out I had a pneumonia and It triggered a massive bronchospasm. I was put in an artificial coma and hooked on a respirator for 9 days.
The medication they used to put me down was not working so they had to use very strong narcotics and sleeping gas.
Even tho I couldn't perceive,nor interact with, the external world I was conscious .
I was in an impressive Victorian mansion; its walls and floors were made of an Ivory looking, pearly material decorated shyly with golden designs. I was on the second floor, atop the two massive traditional victorian curving stair cases, sitting on the crimson carpet, looking outside a window.
I could see a great garden of vivid green and blue webbed with walk-paths and benches. Looking over it, I saw a gravel path, brown in colour, looking moist; paralleled by a tall wrought iron fence, with pillars made of the same material as the manor.
After some time, I had to pee;but I didn't have a way of relief. I then Alt+F4, fading into black, and loaded a second account(?). And the need was gone. I amused myself at the wonder of doing so for a while. I knew then that I was a projection When I got bored, I began to wonder about jumping over the fence and see the other side.
A the same time, a voice, coming from behind me,in an angle I could not see, began talking.
-Forget about jumping the fence, once you cross over it you will die; but that is not the worse.
It directed my attention to an entity walking the brown path.
It consisted of two alien(Lam) looking homonculus, one a giant, and one a dwarf. Their skin was dark brown and leathery, they wore oddly fitted robes of the same colour as the Manor and had sandals at their feet. They appear to be attached together at the side, making them limp awkwardly as they patrolled the perimeter.
-If you get caught by these guys,you don't die, but awake as a vegetable.
I ask it:'' What can I do?''
-You can only meditate and perform whatever magick you desire.
I made a circle and banished(bott) and started meditating for what I experienced as 52 days. I remember little of this time, but I came out of it with extremely vivid artificial memories, located in the shadows of both past and future; spanning across several weeks.
I was home, alone, browsing the web on my phone, when there popped an ad about a game. It was a mesmerizing ad, with colours I had never seen so bright. There was no title but only one sentence.
You won't be able to stop.
Entranced, I started playing the game: It was a medieval fantasy game. The game play mechanics were simple but the reward system was so good that I could hardly resist playing it some more.
The game was very generous with gold tokens. But every token I got was stimulating. Grinding through the game, and after an anticlimactic final level I finally finished it.
My phone froze. A red screen came up. It said:'' Attention! Your device is encrypted. If you do not pay the 2000$, you will be infected with a virus, against which there is no cure. I could feel my lungs being infected somehow while I stood, agape, at the horror of being transmitted a disease through the internet and my cellphone. I then thought of a friend who's mother inherited big money. I took my phone and typed in a box, newly spawned on the red screen, the bank info of my friend's mother. But if I fell for it, I can't imagine how many already are infected!!
I wipe/reset my phone, hoping It would let me use it, then I tried to call my family and friends, but they already were locked out of their phones.
Many days passed. I investigated the mystery of the game meanwhile.
I was hospitalized for maybe 2 weeks when my friend (from earlier) called me.
He told me that he got my messages about the game. Actually, his mom had met a guy in the game and hooked up with him, At the present, he was on a cruise in south America with the guy and his mom.
A few hours later he called me again, this time out of boredom; The cruise was taking an stopover and there was no one but them aboard. He told me the guy had asked him to join his organization; that he would be granted riches and knowledge beyond reason. He tells me he considered it, but it seemed shady so he refused. The guy said don't worry it's OK and left.
This is when I made the connection!
The guy was the author of this horrific trap.
I alerted my friend and he ran out the ship to the port authorities. He didn't have to convince them; they were already looking for the guy and they stormed the cruise ship, chasing the guy until they cornered him.
He begged for his life, threatening that no one would find the cure for the sickness without him.
He then pulled a gun. The authorities opened fire, killing him.
My friend managed to smuggle me the phone of the guy and after studying it, I found a crucial clue about the disease.
By using the emitter of the phone to send specific frequency bursts, it would activate dormant DNA in the common flu, It activated the 6th genetic group of the flu, rendering the virus resistant to all known treatments.
I knew I had to deliver the info to the right hands. If an hostile governing body got hold of the frequency patterns, they would surely use it for their own benefit. I contacted news outlets anonymously, telling them I will deliver the data in three days, meanwhile testing their affiliations.
They all were suspicious; And as time passed, they became inpatients.
On the 3rd day, having not yet given them the data, they got together and agreed on who was gonna get it.
They were tracking me down.
At this point I was contacted by a Google spoke person. He told me that the google science division knew this technology and that they were already working on a cure.
I gave the data to google.
Two days later, I received the first dose of the antidote.
In a short while I was cured and back home. The remedy already was spreading across the world.
A young scientist named (*) from the Google Science campus in Israel had cracked the virus with the help of the data.
I found him on Facebook and posted on his wall, my part in the cure.
He replied that he knew and to write an email to him asking for anything I could dream of.
I was excited!
But when I got to copy his email address, hundreds of thousands troll had written;
''Melania and Donald Trump found the cure! It was Jesus himself who told the president.''
It was like that on all websites mentioning the Scientist's name.