
1957 movie starring Joanne Woodward and Lee J Cobb
I just decided I will never again begin my story by calling myself multiple.
Technically, I believe I am – but I am very different from a “natural” multiple; I am a created multiple, and there’s a HUGE difference.
My alters (alternate personalities) do not (usually) switch spontaneously, and they are not extreme personalities representing personal repressed urges; rather, they are carefully designed “programs” which come out (usually) only on command, therefore my life does not display the crazy experiences of the multiple that’s been presented lately by the media, such as, for instance, the Netflix show I tried to watch the other day, The United States of Tara. The show embarrassed me terribly because I guess it’s what most people think all multiples are.
But created multiples are very tame, even normal, in their social and work lives – as that serves the Controllers’ purpose perfectly. For instance, I have never received any feedback from anyone that I have remarkable changes in personality beyond the common mood changes that everyone has under normal or even stressful conditions. If I do switch, it’s not so dramatic that anyone has ever remarked on it – even after years of posting publicly and inviting comment and feedback on this in particular. On the contrary, employers and other people have usually responded to me as though they perceive me as a trustworthy, talented, and dependable person (until lately – another story). Therefore, I assume I “present” to the world as fairly normal, or acceptable.
When I have acted like a multiple in public has been only a few times since grade school. And those were all times of extreme stress, such as when a stranger was trying to break down my door, and I suddenly behaved as though I had martial arts training (I guess one of my alters has), in particular in using a knife to kill. I was ready, bouncing on my toes, gauging where he’d fall when the door broke, bouncing the big knife in my hand, and imagining how I would arc it up under his rib cage with force! Thank Goodness the guy didn’t get in.
The times I feel multiple most often – very often, actually – are when I’m home alone or with someone who’s also controlled. And then I don’t do anything surprising; rather, I simply perceive things: sometimes I’ve perceived two alters looking at each other, or I feel as though someone is downloading information into my brain. I’ve woken with
bruises, burns, and other weird marks on my body (hundreds), and woken up in such absolute exhaustion that getting out of bed was extremely difficult and I didn’t recover for more than a day. Sometimes I hear tones in my head which either wake me from sleep or put me to sleep or don’t seem to do anything I can explain.
All these experiences support the theory held by many that some of us have been mind controlled and continue to be at least monitored, but probably also used for whatever Top Secret projects our programming was created for – which is done under amnesia, so I have absolutely no memories other than the accidental slips, like the martial arts slip to save my life.
The result of it all is that I have a fairly cohesive functioning, sometimes awkward but good enough to survive, maintaining a decent front – most important – hiding an unknown number of secret alters that I don’t know anything about except, theoretically, that they serve the Controllers – at night, when no one else is around.
Because my programming was based on what the Controllers learned from multiple personality, and they used those mental defense mechanisms, my body/mind learned them too on a subconscious level – and sometimes I have “naturally” split off alters during extreme stress, such as being raped – therefore, I have another layer of alters that are “natural” rather than programmed. And these alters do cause me a bit of memory issues, and sometimes slowness in social situations (slow because my mind is bouncing between different points of view), but those issues are minor compared with the nighttime events directed by Controllers.
When I’m with other people, the Controllers keep quiet, and I can lead a normal life. At home, alone, or with another person who can be controlled, the Controllers may at any time, certainly without notice to me, call out the alters who hide during the day.
So I have a private life that can be highjacked anytime and leave me exhausted, with wounds, and in need of recovery time, but during the day, and with friends and family, no one is out but “me” – or a few of my naturally created, but not flamboyant, alters. [As always, if anyone has witnessed different, I’m waiting to learn about it. Please tell me! And I’ll adjust my theory here.]
The new language I want to use instead of “multiple” will not really be new, it’ll be simply “mind controlled.” Because the common image of multiples just doesn’t match my life – which is tame and boring compared to Tara.



258-page book
I apologize that my site has remained in “rough draft” condition for so long! Today, I rewrote a number of pages, some of them significantly.
I am also a recovering mind control subject (probably MKULTRA), a multiple-personality-in-healing, an award-winning journalist and author, business consultant, public speaker, Permaculture designer, and shamanic practitioner.
My psychic abilities, clear to me since childhood, may have been the reason I was chosen as a MK subject (a theory reported by others) and/or it may have been enhanced by mind control. (The original Nazi MK experimenters were very involved in dark spiritualism and were interested in the psychic abilities in their subjects.)
At age 19, in 1971, I had an experience in which I felt I “knew Jesus in my bones” and have continued to feel his presence throughout my life, sometimes in miraculous ways, even after decades of calling myself an atheist, pagan, pantheist, animist, shamanic practitioner, etc.
a desert hermitage, I began to see the Mystery in a way that led me into shamanic practice, which involved connecting with multi-dimensional Helpers,
Suddenly I saw the parallel between Civil Rights movement and the yet-unimagined fight for the rights of MK subjects, and felt I was finally close to taking up activism again, in the service of freedom for mind control subjects.
The work I’d felt called to do was to speak out about the plight of MK subjects – slaves if any are – and our human rights and religious freedom rights to heal ourselves.
And the right to speak about experiences in other dimensions without being called delusional and being medicated or locked up.
When the shamanic experiences began, like it or not, they included UFOs and aliens – just like mystics have throughout time.

Always on the lookout for help for myself and others, I subscribe to a lot of blogs and today one came through that struck a chord.
What we need are support groups