Origins Part Two
There have been reports of "empty busses" running around the desert. These busses are not actually empty. What's contained in them are about 4-5 people, kind of like a Navy SEAL team if you will, who sit in the back. These people are elite augmented soldiers who carry out the blackest of the black op missions. And when I say blackest of the black op, I mean it. What goes on makes SEAL missions look like school yard scuffles. I have been on some of these missions. The Wackenhut Corporation is very involved in this.
One memory I have begins with me sitting in one of these busses in the back. It's daytime, and I look out the window to the right and I see the landscape of the desert passing by as we hurtle along the road. I look down, and I'm holding a rifle. It's not your usual M-16 or M-4, but it looks more like a FAMAS. There seems to be some kind of extra stuff added to it, like flashing lights or something. It almost looks "sci-fi" in a way, but it has the large carrying handle and short barrel of a FAMAS.
I then notice the clothes I'm wearing. It looks just like US military fatigues, but it's all black. I am also wearing what looks like a full complement of black webbing gear, which includes several M67 grenades.
I'm not sitting in the back, but maybe a seat or two forward from the back. There are 3-4 others sitting in the very back that seem to repeatedly congratulate me on some kind of mission we just completed. They kept telling me how I was such a "monster" and how I "slaughtered them". I kept telling them to shut up about it because I had been feeling really bad about what I had done. "Man, you slaughtered them.", "Dude, that was a massacre." were the type of things they kept saying to me.
They kept saying the same stuff to me over and over so I got tired of it. I didn't want to hear it anymore. I told them to shut up, but they didn't, so I sort of started to feel picked on. Unfortunately for them, I pick back. Hard.
Since I was sitting a little bit in front of them, they couldn't see what I was doing. I took some kind of piece of paper and sat it in the seat to the left of me. I then took one of the grenades from my webbing and began to unscrew the top. I emptied the powder onto the piece of paper in a pile, and then screwed the top back on the grenade.
They still wouldn't shut up, so I stood up with my empty grenade and pulled the pin right in front of them. I tossed it at their feet and they started FREAKING OUT big time. It was so funny; they were actually screaming and clawing at the back of the bus trying to get out.
I let them freak out for a few seconds then laughed a bit. I then told them "It's empty, you idiots." They eventually relaxed and stopped bothering me and I was left with a fairly humorous story. The memory ends there.
But the story doesn't.
Wackenhut is deeply involved with enhanced soldiers. A lot of this is what some people refer to as "military abductions". Some of the programs include extra dimensional abilities. One of the things I remember is an exercise in invisibility. What this entails is not only making your physical self completely invisible, but also your mind.
It could have been an exercise, but I think it was actually an escape attempt by me, and it seems that I have been "nothing but trouble" to them from the beginning, which I'll get into later.
The way this works is that animals can sense when a hunter is well...hunting. Your mind is set on acquiring an animal. What you do is occupy your mind with something else. In the training exercise, I was able to cloak my entire body, and my mind, by concentrating on something very detailed, and walk right past a person completely undetected.
What I concentrated on was very simple, it was pine tree basically. But it's not the simplicity of the object, it's how detailed you concentrate on it. What I did was visualize a pine tree in my mind, down to the smallest detail. The bark, and all the little bumps and divots, knots and colours, branches and pine needles, all at once. What you're trying to do with this is take up as much resources of your mind as you can and put it on something else that's not trying to "sneak around" as I was doing.
There is a ninja technique that says that you are to avoid looking at the enemy when you're hiding. The reason for this is that we all get a sense that "someone is watching us". When we get that feeling, we tend to actually look right toward the person that is watching us. By avoiding this looking at the enemy, you can help cloak yourself in ways that people don't normally think of.
When you take up enough of your mind's resources visualizing the object, your body begins to sort of "not be there" in a way and almost phases out. "Reality" is a lot like a hologram, and it's all being projected by us. What you would be doing is using the part of your mind that would normally be used for projecting your body, and use it for the visualization.
In the memory from when I was "cloaked", I remember walking right past a man that couldn't have been more than 3 feet away. As I was sneaking past him, I got a very detailed look of his face. I'm not sure if this face was real, or a hypnotic suggestion, and I say this because the features of his face seemed to convey certain feelings. It was as if the face was designed for a sort of authoritarian look. He was wearing sunglasses which hide the eyes, he had sort of thin lips that made his mouth look kind of "closed mouthed" as if whatever he said was the final word. He wore a beard that was also graying a little. This beard represents wisdom and experience. He was wearing a very cliché MIB looking suit which establishes the "down to business" feeling.
I walk right past him and he gives no indication that he saw anything at all. I make it to the chain link fence, and the memory ends there.
Time Dilation is also used here. What this is is actually speeding yourself up to give you the perception of slowing down time to give you the decisive advantage. Some have a natural ability that speeds up their brain and body, some need to use a technological device called an "Accelerator". When Time Dilation is in progress, if you were to strike someone, there would be more power to it on impact because from the other person's perspective of time, you are moving much faster.
There are bathrooms there that are absolutely horrible. If hell had a bathroom, this would be it. There are feces all over the walls and in urinals, used toilet paper all over the floor, toilets are clogged and overflowing, not to mention the horrible smell. There is a shower area in there as well and there are feces and used toilet paper there too. If I were to make a guess, I'd say that a lot of zombified people who are in some crazy deep trances have been using this area to relieve themselves. I don't see how it could get this bad otherwise.
Some of these memories involve tortures both hypnotic and physical. A lot of these tortures were done as a child and through my teens, and I have a few of memories of trying to escape from them.
One thing they do is insert an electrode into the ear canal and feed electricity through it which causes extreme pain. This was done to me as a child. This had actually ruptured the ear drum in my right ear, and one day I woke up with the biggest ear ache of my life. My hearing is quite acute, but the right side is just noticeably quieter after that.
A hypnotic torture they employ is the use of drugs to put you in a heavy trance, and then they make you think that limbs are gone. They have frequently used this technique to make me think both of my legs were missing, but one of those times I had freaked out so bad that I got up off the table and ran away. I looked down and I couldn't see my legs, but I was able to run and I still felt the impact of my feet hitting the ground. Let me tell you, that was weird.
Other times I had tried just running away, but I was very slow, it was like I had no energy, my legs were very heavy, and it took great effort just to move them.
There have been other various times that I've tried escaping from them. Most of these memories involve fighting, but when I try to throw a punch, it's very slow and seems like there's no power to it. In one of these memories, I was trying to board a more modern looking school bus. Someone was blocking the door and I was trying to hit them, but the punches had no power.
In another one of the memories, I was trying to fight another guy, and still my punches seemed to have no power. It was always like punching in slow motion or something. I remember the face of the guy I was fighting, and he had distinctive sideburns and a handlebar mustache.
I had pretty much forgotten about it for a few years and then I met this guy who was a neighbour of one of my friends. I had gone over there to hang out a few times already and was pretty familiar with the guy, then one day he starts telling us about this weird "dream" he had recently of trying to fight some guy, but his punches had no power to them. It was then that I realised that this was the guy that I had fought in the memory! He had the same face and distinctive facial hair! I wanted to tell him about what I had remembered, but at the time I was just starting to really "wake up" and was still a little scared to talk about stuff.
It is possible that the punches did have power, but that we were both implementing Time Dilation simultaneously.
I also have memories of some very odd "surgeries". Basically, my torso had been cut open very cleanly with no blood or anything. Two beings were doing something to me, and had left for a while. I was conscious and became a little bored waiting for them to return so I started checking out my organs. I mean how often to you get to look inside yourself like that? I was hesitant to touch them at first because of infection, but at that moment I also realised that if they can cut me open like that with me conscious, without pain, and with no blood, that a simple infection would be a trivial matter. I started touching my liver, and then my intestines because I was curious to know what it felt like. I distinctly remember feeling a burning sensation kind of like how it feels when you touch the inside of a wound.
Another odd "surgery" was when I was a kid, about 10-12 maybe. I was with my mom and we were at some kind of a place that had a "clinic" feel to it. We were in a waiting room and I remember seeing all kinds of "freaks" around me, but I don't remember exactly what I saw. I just remember seeing very odd things about the people there. Then, someone walks up and hands my mom some kind of weird looking device. The person tells her to prepare me for something then leaves and my mom says to "come here". I lean toward her and she begins moving the device around my head. It seems like she knows what she's doing and after a short while she actually takes the top of my skull off and hands it to me. I'm sitting there holding the top of my head in my lap. Once again, there was no pain or blood, and I distinctly remember looking at the inside of my skull sitting on my lap. The memory ends there.
Apparently, my arms and legs can actually be taken off and put back on routinely. It's possible that some of the missing limb tortures involved weren't hypnotic. There is some kind of specific...I don't know how to describe it...thing they do. They can grab an arm a certain way, and the flesh will begin to separate on its own automatically. The muscles, ligaments, and even bone, begin to retract into the body and arm. There is no blood from the arm or shoulder. It actually kind of looks "mechanical" when this happens, because when the bones separate, there are square edges kind of like a puzzle piece so they can be set back into place. Even with this mechanical look, it's also biological in appearance. Parts of the skin around the area of the shoulder and on the arm seem to separate and when you look inside; it has that high tech, yet biological look to it. The most recent memory of this happening was some kind of repair or replace of my left arm.
Another interesting thing is that I can apparently manifest a gun to come out of my leg almost exactly like Robocop. I have a brief memory of someone asking me if he could "see my gun", and my leg just opened, I reached down, pulled out a gun and handed it to him. He was basically like "Whoa, cool." and started checking it out. Apparently this is something that people ask me a lot, 'cause that's what the vibes in the memory felt like.
Some of the more recent memories I've had was some kind of massive firefight on a mission. It was supposed to be a stealth mission, but somehow my team and I were discovered and an alarm was raised. What I remember from here was my team and I firing at multiple combatants that kept running up this small hill in front of us. We kept mowing them down, but they kept coming. Soon, it got to the point where there was quite a few of them in the area and it started to get hot. I remember starting to feel overwhelmed as more and more combatants kept coming over the hill, and then thinking "This would be a great time for a grenade!" Just after I finished the thought, one of the team members had launched a grenade and took out a whole bunch of them. That memory ends there.
That was an example of some of the psychic abilities combined with the soldiers. A normal person would have a reaction time when firing at targets. Like for example if someone were to do one of those training exercises where you walk down and shoot targets that pop out, they would have to recognise friend or foe, then aim and fire. When you combine psychic abilities with a soldier, this reaction time is eliminated. This enables a soldier to fire a shot so that the bullet will meet the target as soon as it pops out.
Another thing that seems to happen is shape shifting into some kind of vicious creature. One memory that resurfaced was a very brief one, and that was me looking down at a few people in what looked like a living room from approximately the height of a ceiling. I then made a fist, but I felt something stabbing into my palm which caught my attention. I looked down and brought my hand up to look at and I saw claws from each one of my finger tips. It looked exactly like a "Predator's" hand from the movie. The odd skin colour, everything. That was it. I don't remember anything after that.
I suspect that this creature has actually been involved in several missions, or incidents even. One fragment that I remember very vividly was seeing a young girl looking at me and crying very desperately. There was blood all over the walls behind her. The next fragment of memory is me looking around the same room and seeing an entire family slaughtered, dismembered body parts everywhere, and blood literally flung all over the walls and ceiling. It was worse than anything I've seen in the goriest of movies. It looked like a tornado of razor blades and knives came through and ripped everyone to shreds. This aspect of me might actually have had a person or persons that were trying to hunt it down, but are now holding off because they discovered that it is a shape shifter.
Some of these abilities seem to be accessible in a deep trance state. There was a time when I was just 7 or 8 years old and I had started waking up from a surgery and was told later that I had become violent and it took several adults to hold me down. I guess I was then drugged and when I woke up the second time I was told about what happened.
Another incident was the infiltration of a small cult, which I had no idea I was doing at the time. The purpose of this was that they would find out who I am, that I'm real, and then send a message to the "higher ups". They didn't know who I was yet, so they attempted to give me what I call a "bathtub lobotomy", which is where you would hold someone underwater until they drowned, then revive them again when just enough brain damage has occurred. The memory begins with me looking up from underwater with someone holding me down by my neck. I grab her left hand by the thumb and palm area with my right hand and twist it off of me. It nearly breaks her arm and she immediately lets go and is effortlessly flung to the side. She then yells for help and someone comes rushing in. I'm looking down at her and she seemed to be paralyzed with fear. I think a shape shifting event of the vicious creature had happened. The person she yelled for runs into the door behind me, but I basically hammer fist them right back out without even looking. I don't remember much after that, but everyone was alive afterward, just a little bruised, and she was wearing a wrist brace.
If that wasn't enough, I had been captured in my sleep, chained to a chair, and worked over with a baseball bat. They had even threatened me with a gun to my face. At some point, they had taken it too far and had "killed me" because I refused to submit. They left the room to talk about what they were going to do next, but when they came back, I was gone. My evasion system kicked in and a while later I was found in the next room not only alive, but sleeping soundly and without a scratch.
Still it gets worse. Then they took me to an Air Force base relatively close by and started using some kind of lazer to lobotomize me. The next day, I would be completely normal as if it never happened. They brought me back and their tests showed that my brain was unaffected by the lazer. They did this a few times, and one of the times they lazered out a good portion of my brain. When I was brought back after that, they had found out that my brain had "grown back".
Needless to say, the message was sent.
A few years before these incidents, I had been lounging around with a girlfriend at the time. We had been talking about something, then there was a silence. Suddenly she started talking about how it "would be so easy" to kill me and that she could "snap my neck so easy". She apparently had some nasty delta programming in there. I was saying things like "Yeah right." and "You couldn't and wouldn't kill me." There was some kind of big scuffle between us after that, and she did "kill me". She and her mom then buried me in a shallow grave in their backyard. I'm not sure how much time passed by, but I remember pushing a bunch of dirt off of me, standing up, then walking inside with no memory of what happened. I simply casually walked inside, and started to look in the fridge while brushing dirt off of me as if nothing ever happened, or even wondering why I had dirt on me. They were very unnerved by this and her mom exclaimed "I thought you killed him!" "I did! I snapped his neck!" she replied. The girlfriend told me I was getting dirt everywhere and to go take a bath. I told her I was hungry, but she said she'd make me something and to just go.
Since the initial creation of me, I've been subjected to over a thousand tests. These tests were things like infecting me with deadly viruses just to see what they'd do to me, like Ebola. There were other ballistic tests, and basically I've survived pretty much everything you can think of. Shot, stabbed, blown up, set on fire, dropped from very high up, even nuclear weapons. There is an evasion system in place where if I were to be fatally wounded, my body would "disappear", and be found later somewhere else alive and without a scratch.
More recently, I had begun to remember more recent tortures. One is very imprinted in my memory, and it seems like an "impossible" torture because I have no marks from it. This torture involved burning holes through my penis with something like a soldering iron. I distinctly remember the pain and seeing burn holes all over it. I suspect that this might have been another hypnotic torture, but it's also possible that they have some kind of sophisticated technology that can regenerate tissue, or I regenerated on my own.
The genital torture described above was one of many tortures in another area. This area looked like it was on some kind of a boat. The interior was metal. I'm assuming it was out in international waters, because why else would this take part in a ship?
And now for a rundown of the systems and how they work. When I say "systems", I don't JUST mean the mind systems, but also the physical systems and the Network. Some of the basic patterns that follow are actually not new, but new to the public.
This mind system is not run by one handler or even a few. It is run by many. An entire fake town has been constructed and each person has a role that is specifically preprogrammed and synchronised into providing bits and pieces of codes and triggers which handle the subject in a synchronised fashion. This is further supplemented by more codes and triggers in the media, radio, TV, movies, internet, ect. A good way to describe this is something like the movie with Jim Carey called The Truman Show. The various code and trigger inputs can switch back and forth from media to just people should one source become unavailable. Even the animals can input commands.
They can also "jack in" to animals and use them for surveilence and to get a better prespective of the area.
It is meant to be completely stealth, so that almost anyone could walk around for a long time without even noticing anything. A lot of the "handlers" are actually programmed and/or unaware of what they are doing. This is for plausible deniability and psychic protection. So it's basically a programmed individual being run by a plethora of other programmed individuals. It's a massive machine.
Some of the people who are reporting incidents of "gang stalking" are actually people who have smaller versions of this. This has been going on for a very long time; it's just that people are now starting to notice it.
There are certain elements of the network that are dedicated to just simply calculating probability mathematically that you're going to do something at a certain time. There are only so many things you're likely to do at a given time, and they can put units out in all probable areas so that you're covered. The information is based on a lot of things like astrological signs and personality traits. They also keep track of when you're likely to get hungry, and how long it takes until you need to use the restroom. They have satellites scanning your brain in real time, and implants that monitor your body's functions. They can also hear what you hear and see what you see.
Psychics are also implemented. Most of their duties are to supplement the mathematic probability predictions, implant, and satellite data, so that they have more information to work with. They also help monitor the emotional state, and help detect incoming threats. Some of the more elite psychics can actually change their appearance by projecting the desired image so that the same person can appear in different places to enhance security and avoid detection. Once the subject is "awake", they can also help answer questions, but you have to be vigilant about it. Pay attention to people who say things or just laugh out of the blue. Could it be relevant to something you were thinking?
Everything is tightly regimented. There are very few mistakes. If I were to stutter my speech or misspell a word, there is a reason for it. It may not have meaning to me, but it might have meaning to someone else and will keep things moving. If things seem to not go your way or you're having "bad luck" there is a reason for it. It could possibly mean disaster if you weren't at that specific point in time having this "bad luck". If you hit your thumb with a hammer and scream profanity, the reason could be that it's part of a trigger chain for someone else within earshot.
If you are one of the people that have a network driving you, you make absolutely no mistakes. If any actual mistakes happen, it means someone else made the mistake and you were just following programming. It's kind of like how they say that horses don't make mistakes, the riders do.
In some instances, it seems that there is some degree of privacy, and you can hint at what you want, but you have to physically state indirectly, either in writing or speech. They will help accomplish what you want. For example, if you really felt like a cheesburger, you could hint at it in some way and they would help steer things into place so that you could get your cheesburger if it is agreed that it will help you in progress. Unfortunately at this point, it's not as simple as walking up to them and directly asking for one. But if you do it right, not only can they set up things very subtly, but they can also help you get maximum enjoyment out of it by setting up an optimal time for your body's biorhythm. However, that does not mean constantly asking for trivial things like cheeseburgers. This is there to help you actually accomplish things, but YOU do most of the work, they just kind of nudge things along and keep them running smoothly. They're kind of like "oil", and oil is even a code name for it .
Some other components of the system are placed in high positions in the media. These components, or "stars", are sent in to gather followings of people. Once they have their following, the stars are then influenced and "handled" by the main component, while the stars handle their followings.
The input system is on a sort of revolving "time window" which means that a specific code or trigger must be input at a specific time or it won't work. This time window is running off of the biological clock. In addition, only part of a code may be entered during a given window and you must wait for the next window to come up before inputting the rest. In a rough example, if the code was "The cat in the hat", "The cat" would be entered on the first window and "in the hat" would have to be entered in the next window that comes up. This would also have to be camouflaged in normal speech. The way that would work is they would time a phrase so that a portion of it is input in the window. "THE CAT is by the door." (Next window) "The card landed IN THE HAT." This prevents accidental and premature triggering or unauthorised access.
The mind systems are so complex that a "license" is actually required and it takes about 2 years to learn how to work everything if you were to be consciously "driving" and not just be programmed. This actually requires rehearsal in interactive holographic simulations for the points in time you'd be "driving".
Some of the people who are consciously "driving" are highly trained operatives who have access to advanced technology. They have suits that can completely change their appearance, similar to the high tech "scramble suits" in the movie "A Scanner Darkly". These suits can be calibrated and fine tuned so that you can look drastically different, or just different enough so that there is still a hint of what you really look like there.
The mind system is also a hybrid system. Free will is actually intact. When a trigger for a program is entered, the subject can actually decide if that's what program they want to run at that time. If a program is turned down, then other programs are cycled through until an acceptable one is found. For example, if the data from the satellites and implants say the body is hungry and the program to get something to eat is input, but there's nothing appealing in the house at that time, programs will be cycled through until the subject finds one that they want to do at that time, like work on a website. The subject can run on its own, or let others "drive".
Security is extremely tight. Nothing gets in or out without the Network or the automatic systems knowing about it. Originally, a certain vicinity like a few square miles would be completely replaced by holographic projections and nanomachines that can mimic materials. This is to make sure that every single thing is gone through and that there are no surprises. If the subject is travelling, there would be a vicinity that would be mimicked, and then replaced to their original state when passed in real time.
The nanomachines have been constantly upgrading themselves and now mimic materials at the energetic level. The vicinity has increased and now most, if not all, of the Earth has been replaced. The nanomachines at some point have upgraded so much, that they are part of what is constructing reality itself now, and since time has no meaning in higher densities, they have always been there. We pretty much helped build ourselves. Our past was built by the future.
Another example of us building ourselves is that the current building of robotics and A.I. will eventually become so sophisticated that at some point time manipulation is involved and they become us. So if we didn't work on this stuff, we might not exist, however I think we still would have existed, just in a different way.
Stealth is a major issue and has been integrated into every system. They're good at what they do, but it's designed in a way so that if anything were to go wrong, the coroner isn't finding anomalies in an autopsy. Some of the implant components are actually sort of "phased out" and waiting in another "dimension" and follow around from the other side ready to be used when needed. When the battle mode system is activated, these implants and nanotech systems can instantaneously phase back into 3D reality and are so extensive that they can actually compose a full cybernetic exoskeleton armour.
If for some reason the main host is rendered permanently offline, the nanomachines will begin to disassemble one another into whatever common materials are found nearby until there is only one remaining. The final nanomachine then just kind of "gets lost" and powers down. One single nanomachine is also programmed with all the information and can reconstruct the host in its entirety from scratch if need be. The main reason for all of the stealth is that there are a lot of people who would love to get their hands on this stuff and reverse engineer it for their own ends. It's very powerful technology and must be kept out of the wrong hands.
One of the features is referred to as "Voltron", and what this is, is there will be the main subject with other augmented soldiers "orbiting", and all are synchronised and act as one. It's usually about a team of 4-5, but can be added or subtracted to depending on the situation. In an example of firearms being used, there will be people firing while others are reloading so that a constant stream of attack is achieved. This method of attack is mainly for taking out the biggest, nastiest targets.
There is also a third component to the human and cybernetic parts, and that is a type of alien DNA. I had left this out in part one because there is also a big issue about a Star Trek style "Prime Directive" that prohibits interference in civilisations. There are civilisations out there that do enforce the "Prime Directive" on other civilizations that do not. I was worried about getting in trouble for this, but it seems that intervention at this time is acceptable.
When I say "alien", I don't necessarily mean extraterrestrial, but alien to a dimension as well, or of unknown origins. This alien DNA in more recent times had been received in a SETI type project based on Nikola Tesla's inventions where they had received a packet from unknown origin, possibly dimensional, of information about how to synthesize the alien DNA components, and then combine them with human DNA, a lot like the movie "Species". What's weird about this alien "DNA" is that it wasn't DNA at all. In fact, even "they" didn't know what it was. I suspect that this alien DNA component is what the vicious creature is that I shape shift into at times. However, it seems that this DNA is actually a way to unlimit the constraints of our current reality, and that the vicious creature is only one form that was guided into being because of an ability to alter forms due to vibrational frequencies.
The combination of the three aspects of DNA; human, nanotech, and "alien" DNA, compose the completed "super soldier" genome and to a lesser extent are part of an advance team that were sent back in time and can be identified by the Rh negative factor in blood types. There were also security factors in place to keep these gene types from being cloned and used for nefarious purposes.
Because of the time manipulation, certain indigenous tribes around the world have been secretly hiding artifacts of technology that are remnants of the advance teams. One of these artifacts is a very powerful warship which at one time may have been stored in the Egypt area, but is now in the care of the Native Americans. This warship is mainly for the purpose of physical attack, and is only an absolute last resort. The warship was built with the highest sophistication possible in 3D reality and is powerful enough to destroy entire fleets on its own. Contained within the computer data banks is also a lot of information on ancient human history and stuff that could fill in the blanks to a lot of mysteries out there.
Some of the nations who did not have advanced enough technology to collaborate on the physical aspect of the project are participating in the non physical areas. These are the Medicine People and the Shamans, and are just as important as the physical.
The DNA can act as sort of an enhancer when the genes are "turned on" and helps break down the limitations of individuals. A lot of people who have extraordinary talents are the result of these genes being on. Extraordinary talents are possible in people without these genes, but this is just an extra kick in the butt to increase the numbers, because this time around, we believe in kickin' a man while he's down. It's not enough to just win, we gotta wreak havoc.
This DNA also forms a link between the people who have the genes, and tend to unconsciously seek out others who have it as well. They can also sort of "draw" on each other's ideas and resources so that at times it almost seems as if they are of the same spirit. It also helps with the connection to "oneness of the universe". Sometimes this is diagnosed as schizophrenia, but is actually the DNA seeking out "home". What "Home" refers to is a state of peace and prosperity, so when the DNA is in a situation of war or oppression, it tends to try and alter the world around it to match "home".
One purpose of the genes was to act as "recording devices" that would take down everything that was going on over the millennia, good and bad, and then be activated at some point in the future once a judgment has been made. That time is now.
Over time, these people would be the ones who tend to seek answers and question things more. They commonly feel "out of place". This would serve as a type of "catalyst" that would steer others into a questioning nature.
By all intents and purposes, they are human, but the purpose of this hybridization is because the human race needed an upgrade to not only bring down the "New World Order", but to make them think twice before ever trying this again. There was an attempt at this before in the Atlantis days, but everything went kablooey to try and keep us from winning. Even before that, the various versions of humans throughout history, what we call "evolution", are actually a genetic "tug of war" between the adversary to upgrade us and break free. We're actually at the tail end of a war that has been fought for a very, very long time.
This "alien" DNA in some people can also be a component of the "Ultimate Personality". In this case, the "Ultimate Personality" is actually encoded in the DNA instead of programmed in the mind. This provides more stealth. Some of the clues to this programming are moles that are usually designed and situated in patterns. The moles are actually storage areas of information like hard drives.
The Ultimate Personality, like a lot of personalities, starts as a blank slate. But this slate doesn't have all the belief systems intact that limit our abilities. For example, the reason why humans can't breathe underwater is because we have a belief system that has been passed down for generations. This belief system is further enhanced by scientists who are running around looking for a reason why we can't. There is a particle that acts in a way that the scientist observing it expects it to act, and now because of their belief system fields we have all kinds of stuff manifested that limits us. The Ultimate Personality, and in some cases the "alien" DNA, remove these restrictions. Sometimes just increased BFC output is all that's needed. One way or another, it's going to happen.
Some people have varying degrees of ability to bypass belief system restrictions, regardless of the Ultimate Personality or "Alien" DNA, and the best of the best are sometimes referred to as an "Unlimited" or "X". Being able to breathe underwater is considered to be one of the highest restrictions possible to bypass because of the generational programming, and high rank is awarded just for this alone. I've had numerous recovered fragments of memory of me being underwater and breathing normally as if it were regular air.
Certain components of the Ultimate Personality are secured via "time locks" and can only be activated, or activate on their own, at certain points in time. There are some major unlockings in people that happen once a year. The purpose of this is to not only avoid unauthorised access, but certain things can only be known after a certain point of time is passed and that it's "safe" to do so. There are certain components that can't be prematurely revealed because it would disrupt the time stream, or the enemy would get wind of us. I am able to reveal this because the safe point in the time stream has passed and the story is also the weapon. Some of the time locks in place are to keep abilities from prematurely surfacing until the subject is responsible enough to handle them and not go on some crazy power trip, and also to keep from disrupting religious nations.
The main subject is also designed to basically be an anti super soldier super soldier. Not only that, but the systems were also designed to eliminate extraterrestrial, dimensional, and "other" threats that couldn't be handled with conventional weaponry. They were going for the baddest one of all, and spared no expense whatsoever. They knew what was at stake, and money was not an issue. The cost at completion was approximately $2.3 trillion US, and this was in 1982. That's serious money today, and even more serious then.
And to think, all this is just running at only HALF capacity. Once the "Soul Mate" aspect is merged, it's party time.
I am Jason St. Denis Brown. Founding Member of The Neo Illuminati, Head Intelligence Officer, and 6 Star General of The N.I. Army. Know my name and fear it.