Monday, 2 February 2015

A comment from Hollywood insider - Satanism in Hollywood.

Written by a commenter on a blog. Link below.
I found this article while searching for some info, and it was very compelling and well written. I was an aspiring rock musician, and singer. Even though this article was published years ago, I want to add my story. 
You asked for others who had brushes with celebs and the industry. I am no one famous, never was, but, I did have an opportunity when i was literally a kid, to see the other side.
I do have a grandfather, who was historically infamous, but, a big masonic hoohaa.
My family, on that side, has an appeal to that illuminati crowd as a master, and from my early childhood, I had uncanny encounters with rock gods. Now, I know, that I was being groomed. I think they believed I possessed, or was possessed, with the right stuff. 

I was encouraged, since pre-teenhood, to pursue the limelight, and was dropped into local television shows, almost weekly. I was taking singing lessons by the instructor who taught all the big stars from my town. Next door to him, was a man, who had another kind of business, working for the major bands and record labels. He always checked out this teacher’s students, unabashedly fishing, and he became my agent at my teacher’s suggestion. 
I thought I could trust my teacher, since he was a family friend, like an uncle, but, the man he handed him to, was like the devil, literally. My dad called him that.
While it was happening, I had no idea, and neither did my parents, at first, but, my father caught on, and wouldn’t let my ”agent” phone me, or have me work for him. I was led into deep spiritual darkness and the occult, and use of pot became habitual, with my agent supplying me with anything I wanted. When he expected me to sleep with both he and his wife, I freaked and left. I was still a virgin. 
My next agent found me, and put me in a world class band, and our first gig was to open for a huge star at an event for the city, and he let me know that the famous lead singer picked me, because i was cute, and she was gay, and let me know that I was hers. I was 15. I backed out and was fired from the band, and sued for breach of contract, dismissed, but, still…
My next agent in NYC, wasn’t interested in my music at all, but, had lined up, a handful of commercials for me, but, let me know it was pay to play. I was crest-fallen, and got out of NY, and went back to my city, also, a big music city. 
I never told my parents, because, I didn’t want them to stop my dreams.
So, I just found my own bands, by networking. The next band, was an all girl’s band, and they were a perfect fit, and they had jobs lined up for six months, but, I was expected to attend ”Scientology” classes. 
I went back to my first agent, behind my dad’s back, this being the man whom my dad called, ”lucifer”, and he immediately put me in a great band, got me personal lessons for my mediocre guitar abilities, and even though he scared me away by his perversions, this time, found a way to seduce me, over time, not sleeping with me, but, just letting me get high, and watching freaky porn.
That summer I went to London and was picked up at a club by someone very famous, as a production person, related to the Beatles, and from there, it was a whirlwind of drugs, sex, and rock and roll. I was immersed in a scene that blew my mind, and I became so much more sophisticated, that I even got into the masonic illuminati thing, which even though i knew was satanic, it was like a mystical game to me. Like the Magical Mystery Tour, for real.
I encountered Faul, and while I agree, he may not be the original, he had a freaky power… It’s hard to explain what happened to me when I unexpectedly was in his presence. I think my heart literally stopped for a few seconds, and then, something scary happened, not to me, but, to him. He put up his hand, looking almost panicked, and literally sprinted away from me.
The next time I saw him, he said some really vile things to me. I was just turning 17, so, there was no reason for him to fear or hate me, yet, for some reason, he did.

I’ve never written about what went on that summer, and it would take a book, but, I’ll try to season my account with what I can without dragging it out.
I knew I was down a rabbit hole. I was even nicknamed ;’Alice’ by a few of these people, who I called ”the club”…and I called the mason-illuminati stuff, ”the game.”
When I came home from London, my agent grabbed me tight, this time, and found me a new band, with my own not famous but gorgeous and quintessential rock god lead guitarist, and I was even told, by him, that he was hired for me to have an affair with. 
I was madly in love with my ”agent” who i can now see was my handler. I was willing to do anything for him. i was so hurt that he hired a guy to have an affair with me, because, his wife was threatened by my love and his interest in me was strong, that i really hit the sex and drug lifestyle heavily. I was getting messed up.
He was hooked up with top bands and the industry elite. I don’t want to identify him by explaining who he was or why he was so well-connected, to protect his family, but, through him, I learned horrific realities about the satanic nature of the music industry, and that it’s not just a myth.
During this time, i met John Lennon, at an event, and while it sounds conceited and unlikely, he sidled up to me, kind of shy and flirty, and i slipped him a poem and other kooky occult musings, with symbolic keys, because, I knew that opened doors. I put my phone number on my teenage crush note, and he put it in his pocket. Later he called me, very drunk and insulting. But, at 4 a.m. he called and was like a different person, so incredibly kind.
I can now see how I was being groomed by my agent, and others, but, strangely, Lennon pushed me into reality. He was so broken and spooked by everything. He liked me, and never seduced me, but, called a few times a week, just to discuss this kind of stuff. He felt like he escaped, and now was a grounded human being, again, even, though he was internally shattered. He seemed to be grasping on to me for his own stability, to regain the innocence lost, or because, of some other reason known to him. He used to compare himself to a Vietnam war vet. In fact, that’s how he used to act when he called, when he was in a shell-shocked stupor. 
He absolutely implored me to not to pursue music. He wouldn’t help me, and yelled at me if I told him I was playing somewhere. He told me everything about music that now is known to far more of a vast population, but, then, seemed highly exaggerated. 
i took it that he was that shell-shocked survivor of too much drugs and idol worship. He was totally bi-polar. But, when he was himself, he was amazingly sweet and kind to me, and was the only one that never tried to corrupt or sleep with me while underage. He never talked about Paul to me, or any Beatle stuff. When he called me, he made it known that I was to treat him like an ordinary person.
He was kind of using me as a teenage friend outside of the industry, even though I was being groomed to enter it. I know it sounds contrived, but, I think he was trying to save me, and in the process, find some kind of redemption.
I know people feel Michael Jackson was a demon, but, what John did by befriending me, was similar to what Michael did by befriending some of the kids he did. I have a childhood friend who was one of Michael’s kids, and I don’t think he was raped or harmed, in any way. He used to fly him out to LA, and when he was in town, he would send limos for him. He was supposed to be very kind, according to my friend, and also discouraged him from pursuing music as a career, even though he was groomed to enter, and trained by some killer musicians, on the top of the game.
I think Michael was the one who was raped and harmed, and then murdered. His reputation was shredded, and in my opinion, while he was inappropriate with kids, he was so corrupted, he didn’t have a clue what was a boundary with these boys. He may have had some kind of sexual encounters with some of them, but, not with my friend. 
We had this in common with an extraordinary synchronicity of being friends with two of the biggest stars in the world, a kid’s fantasy dream.
Like Michael was later murdered, John was murdered, a year after we met, and it sent me reeling into a deep breakdown. I had to be hospitalized after someone gave me some kind of psychotropic drug, and I had the exeriences of out of body travel, extraterrestrials who were like 22 feet tall, and hallucinations about being on another planet, and time travel.
I recovered from my psychotic break, and went back to pursuing another band, but, had another episode of such profound hallucination, or alternate reality and terror which i can’t write about, and had to be hospitalized. They thought I was schizophrenic, and it totally made sense, and maybe I was, but, later, they said it was a drug-induced schizophrenia, because, I detoxed and rehabbed from all drugs, and joined reality, as unreal as my world had become.
I saw the other side, including the demonic reality of what goes on with possession, and what goes on with those holding the reigns of power in the entertainment industry. I left this dream behind, because, it was a nightmare to me, and probably is for all those we envy and long to be.
I went back to school, and got a degree and a professional life. Before i graduated, i returned to my mentor-agent, the one my dad called, ”lucifer”, because, I still loved him dearly, as a person and friend. Our relationship had changed to one of just old buddies, once i was in my 20s, and no longer his property to manage. He did try to entice me with new bands, however, and even said he was putting me in his own band, which he was forming, which had the auspices of top people, should he succeed. I turned him down. I became a Christian, and was involved in ministries, so, our final encounters occurred when he was very ill, and I was there to sit with him.
One day, i came over to visit, and he was watching Madonna perform on television, and out of the blue, he threw something at me, screaming that it should have been me, but, i was lazy, and ungrateful, and an ‘f–kup”… He told me to just leave, and I never visited again… 
I can now see how youngsters are groomed, corrupted, exposed to porn and drugs, and satanism, as a cool game, not a real serious thing, and then when it is the idea of power and connection becomes addictive and enticing.
I hope it doesn’t sound like I’m bragging about these people, and i only used the names of Paul-Faul Macca and John Lennon, because, they’re so high up, and i know they’re pawns of the powers that be. I think Paul is the biggest thing right now, like their master therion, because, people liKe JayZ and Kanye refer to him as the ”Original G” and have such reverence for him, even, though they could revere him because he’s such a legend, and all, too.
Still, knowing what i do, i know Paul is big in this. I really don’t know if he is a replacement, but, nothing would surprise me. I think the car accident and clue thing was part of an experiment in subliminal mass indoctrination to the esoteric symbols used by the masons, and the dead thing was a ritual done on a global scale. They’re kind of rubbing our faces, like hiding in plain sight, the stuff they’re doing to corrupt the young. 
I was raised on the illuminati-mkultra-whatever satanic music, and it’s very weird to be rescued and taken to another shore, where i look at it now, with understanding, grateful it wasn’t me on stage. 
I never, ever sang again, and for the past 20 years, haven’t been able to appreciate modern music seeing too much manipulation and satanism in it. It leaves me with that PTSD spooky and depressed mood.
There’s so much i’ve learned since then, from other people, and reading accounts, like the excellent one here.
it’s great to get this off my chest.


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