Faraday Cage and Neural Implant Removal
'There's a room where the light won't find you,...
holding hands while the walls come tumbling down,..
when they do I'll be right behind you...
Everybody Wants to Rule the World
Tears for Fears
1985
holding hands while the walls come tumbling down,..
when they do I'll be right behind you...
Everybody Wants to Rule the World
Tears for Fears
1985
A faraday cage is an enclosure, room or entire building (like the NSA building at Ft Meade), encased in metal and then grounded to earth. It prevents electromagnetic waves from entering or leaving.
I am not a journalist. I am a victim of illegal surveillence in the United States of America. It has been going on for at least 7 years. I don't know who is responsible, but I have come to believe I am not alone and this has been happening to others since the mid 1950's. The goal of this site is to shock people into asking questions. I insinuate, you investigate. No one person could possibly convince another the scope of the problem facing the United States and other countries. Everyone needs to be concerned enough to ask questions and convince themselves. There is a lot of wrong and conflicting information on this website. But when Winston, of George Orwell's 1984 is at work in your life, it's unavoidable.
"You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink"
I, Philip Nute, hereby give permission for anyone anywhere to reproduce this website, www.philipnute.com and it's companion website www.zsezse.com, in it's entirety while I am alive or after I'm dead. I also give permission for anyone anywhere to do whatever they want with my life story be it good or bad. I declare this all public domain.
'In an age of universal deciet, telling the truth is an act of revolution'
George Orwell
George Orwell
Beginning of Actual Blog
Aug 29, 2017
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2:30PM
Addendum Added August 30 2017
Warning: The book above is possibly fake. When I searched ‘abebooks.com’ using the ISBN number provided by ‘amazon.com’ it came back as ‘ISBN not valid’. Another book on the subject is “Genocide In Satellite Croatia’ by Edmond Paris. Avro Manhattan may have also written something.
Warning: The book above is possibly fake. When I searched ‘abebooks.com’ using the ISBN number provided by ‘amazon.com’ it came back as ‘ISBN not valid’. Another book on the subject is “Genocide In Satellite Croatia’ by Edmond Paris. Avro Manhattan may have also written something.
Aug 23, 2017
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2:30PM
Aug 19, 2017
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2:30PM
I re-watched ‘The Zietgiest Movie’ the other day….
What is the ‘Zietgiest’ For…..?
What are they hiding….?
What is it they don’t want the sheeple to see….?
I think it’s the class struggle….
I read somewhere recently that it’s perfectly normal for people in power to lie to stay in power…..
Western civilization is the all time king…..
Any lie that works, is a good lie…..
The ultimate result of any revolution is………
The no class low class people wind up owning and running everything….
And the people who think their shits chocolate ice cream….
End up dead or in jail…..
What causes these things….?
“If you want to know what the future of the world is Winston,….imagine a boot stamped on a human face forever…..”
Plugging people in and having them hear voices….
What is the ‘Zietgiest’ For…..?
What are they hiding….?
What is it they don’t want the sheeple to see….?
I think it’s the class struggle….
I read somewhere recently that it’s perfectly normal for people in power to lie to stay in power…..
Western civilization is the all time king…..
Any lie that works, is a good lie…..
The ultimate result of any revolution is………
The no class low class people wind up owning and running everything….
And the people who think their shits chocolate ice cream….
End up dead or in jail…..
What causes these things….?
“If you want to know what the future of the world is Winston,….imagine a boot stamped on a human face forever…..”
Plugging people in and having them hear voices….
Aug 16, 2017
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2:30PM
Scientology Wants Tom Cruise,
Real Bad,……!
Tom to go cruising..?….
With someone…?
“Like A Rolling Stone,…..”..?
He Married Katy Holmes…..?
What Nationality Is Holmes…..?
“Me And You And A Dog Named BOO….”
They had a child……”?
They Named Suri,….? as in I’m Sorry…”
I’m Sorry….”
I’m Sorry…..”
I’m Sorry….”
And Now That You Bring It Up….”
I’ve Been Thinking About Mahatma Ghandi…”
“I lay traps for troubadours who get killed before they reach Bombay..”
Why Is It “Sympathy For The Devil” (I’m Sorry)…”
Why Would You Have Sympathy For The Devil???
I’m Guessing Ghandi Didn’t Understand The Communication Workers Of America (AFL-CIO)
Rerum Novarrum
My Father Hated Unions With A Passion…”
But I don’t Know What That Means…”
“He walked unhindered through the picket lines today,…And didn’t stop to wonder why,,,”
(Synchronicity II – The Police – 1983)
The Only Quote I have From Ghandi – “First They Ignore You,…Then They Laugh At You,…. Then They Fight You,…. Then They Win”
“It’s the Not So Infamous They Them Of Folklore And Folk song”
Maggot Diarrhea Is What Becomes Of A People When They Beat Off In The Dark For 2000 Years..
OU812 I Don’t F765in Care!!!!
Why Are You So Angry Mr Nute?
Well For one thing (Out Of Many) I have Been In Numerous Emergency Rooms On Numerous Occasions In The Last 10 Years And All Anyone Has Done Is make It Worse Or Do Something Really Nasty To Try To Get Me To “GO OFF” and i’m Pretty Sick Of this.
The Health Care System Is The American Auschwitz, And People Are paying Through The Nose For The Priviledge….
It’s All About Manipulation,…. Talk About Having It Going On,….! (Maggot Diarrhea Anyone???)
signed Pinky Ring Thug!!!!
My mouth is my rampage,.. if you don’t like it you should have f’d off or finished it off a long time ago!!!!
Real Bad,……!
Tom to go cruising..?….
With someone…?
“Like A Rolling Stone,…..”..?
He Married Katy Holmes…..?
What Nationality Is Holmes…..?
“Me And You And A Dog Named BOO….”
They had a child……”?
They Named Suri,….? as in I’m Sorry…”
I’m Sorry….”
I’m Sorry…..”
I’m Sorry….”
And Now That You Bring It Up….”
I’ve Been Thinking About Mahatma Ghandi…”
“I lay traps for troubadours who get killed before they reach Bombay..”
Why Is It “Sympathy For The Devil” (I’m Sorry)…”
Why Would You Have Sympathy For The Devil???
I’m Guessing Ghandi Didn’t Understand The Communication Workers Of America (AFL-CIO)
Rerum Novarrum
My Father Hated Unions With A Passion…”
But I don’t Know What That Means…”
“He walked unhindered through the picket lines today,…And didn’t stop to wonder why,,,”
(Synchronicity II – The Police – 1983)
The Only Quote I have From Ghandi – “First They Ignore You,…Then They Laugh At You,…. Then They Fight You,…. Then They Win”
“It’s the Not So Infamous They Them Of Folklore And Folk song”
Maggot Diarrhea Is What Becomes Of A People When They Beat Off In The Dark For 2000 Years..
OU812 I Don’t F765in Care!!!!
Why Are You So Angry Mr Nute?
Well For one thing (Out Of Many) I have Been In Numerous Emergency Rooms On Numerous Occasions In The Last 10 Years And All Anyone Has Done Is make It Worse Or Do Something Really Nasty To Try To Get Me To “GO OFF” and i’m Pretty Sick Of this.
The Health Care System Is The American Auschwitz, And People Are paying Through The Nose For The Priviledge….
It’s All About Manipulation,…. Talk About Having It Going On,….! (Maggot Diarrhea Anyone???)
signed Pinky Ring Thug!!!!
My mouth is my rampage,.. if you don’t like it you should have f’d off or finished it off a long time ago!!!!
Aug 15, 2017
Philip Nute
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2:30PM
Is it possible to cheat on civil service exams with the microwave auditory effect? You know if a cop cheated it’s perfectly normal for them to act like Nazi thugs.
Aug 14, 2017
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2:30PM
Maggot diarrhea is what becomes of a people when they beat off in the dark for 2000 years.
signed Holder Of A Papa Ginos Gift Card (I’ll be back in a couple days to annoy you again)
Aug 9, 2017
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2:30PM
I recently made a Playlist on youtube titled “Synthetic Telepathy”. Some of the videos also deal with the microwave auditory effect. I believe the microwave auditory effect is the basis for the communication system used by the people who harass me every day. Some refer to this as artificial telepathy as opposed to synthetic telepathy which is the ability to remotely read a persons mind with electronics. The second video in the list has, in my opinion, the most plausible explanation for how it works.
They speak to someone named James C Lin P.H.D. who cites the work of Dr Allen Frey. “Human Perception Of Illumination With Pulsed Ultrahigh-Frequency Electromagnetic Energy” and “Human Auditory System Response To Modulated Electromagnetic Energy” Lin points out that there are three parts to the human ear. The outer ear, the middle ear and the inner ear. The outer ear receives acoustic energy (sound). It reaches the middle ear where it is converted to mechanical energy by the middle ear which in turn is converted to electrical pulses in the auditory nerve. Dr Frey’s experiments proved the outer ear and middle ear can be bypassed and the biological tissue can be stimulated artificially by microwaves creating ‘voices in the head’. Frey proved that trains of microwave pulses between 1.31 GHZ and 2.982 GHZ at power levels around 0.4 to 2.0 mWatts (milli watts – .002 to .0004) per cubic centimeter can produce the desired effect.
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Some of the videos also state that using implants is the old method and is no longer used but I don’t think so. A couple reasons. A RFID chip slipped under the scalp, as described by Dr Jose Manual DelGado in his 1969 book “Physical Control Of The Mind: Toward A Psychocivilized Society”, could be used to produce that level of power and direct it at the specified area. If it is done by a satellite, the power level would be dependent on atmospheric conditions to keep the power level constant. If the RFID chip receives the signal at higher power levels it would eliminate this problem. An individual chip could have a ‘phone number’ or ‘MAC id’ so each person could be communicated with like the telephone system or internet. The chip could be powered by the same signal that brings the data. It could be tuned like the secondary of a transformer. Since the output signal is such low power it wouldn’t require much input power. The output signal could be kept at a constant power level since the input power is so much higher than the output. RFID chips could be powered by both satellites and cell phone towers. And the same could carry the data.
When a person is targeted by this technology it may not always be a good idea to ‘chip’ everyone involved. In that case, I believe there is a system where people are communicated with by a localized device. Wherever I have gone in the past 10 years construction seems to follow. My mother remodeled the bathroom at 28 Easy St Weymouth in 2008 right after my father died. When I was in Lemuel Shattuck Hospital they put small WiFi devices in the halls. They were supposed to fix the WiFi but didn’t. When I was at Atlantic House on Washington St Quincy Mass they put a similar device on the ceiling. (see picture below) This device could be controlled locally to communicate without ‘chipping’ everyone. The space next to Atlantic House was occupied by Atlantic Appliance Parts. They changed hands while I was there and moved from one end to the middle unit. Something like this could be managed by a personal computer without everyone being ‘plugged in’.
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Below is a link to a zip file of all the information I have on this technology including Dr Frey’s work.
If you would like to view the youtube playlist you can search youtube for “Philip Nute”. The playlist I made yesterday was “Alfed Metraux” Metraux wrote a book tilted “Voodoo In Haiti” He also studied the statues on Easter Island. He worked at the Smithsonian Institute.
Aug 5, 2017
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2:30PM
I have been thinking about the future. In the movie version of "The Grapes Of Wrath" the farmers are replaced with bulldozers and tractors right after they leave for California. In one of my Peak Oil documentaries they have a statistic that states that one gallon of gasoline can be extracted from the ground and sold for about $2, and that one gallon can do the work equivalent to 100 men performing manual labor for an entire year. When fossil fuels run out man is going back in time. Communism will just 'happen' because there will be no alternative for the overwhelming majority.
Aug 2, 2017
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2:30PM
I have come to the conclusion that artists use the crow to symbolize a Voodoo priest. A crow is very black. It flies. (sky, representing god) So now I post, without permission of course, one of the most famous American poems. “The Raven” by Edgar Allen Poe.
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“’Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
Only this and nothing more.”
Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December;
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
Nameless here for evermore.
And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor.
Eagerly I wished the morrow;—vainly I had sought to borrow
From my books surcease of sorrow—sorrow for the lost Lenore—
For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
Nameless here for evermore.
And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain
Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
“’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;—
This it is and nothing more.”
Thrilled me—filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before;
So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating
“’Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door—
Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;—
This it is and nothing more.”
Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer,
“Sir,” said I, “or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—
Darkness there and nothing more.
“Sir,” said I, “or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore;
But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping,
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you”—here I opened wide the door;—
Darkness there and nothing more.
Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Lenore?”
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Lenore!”—
Merely this and nothing more.
Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before;
But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,
And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, “Lenore?”
This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, “Lenore!”—
Merely this and nothing more.
Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning,
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
“Surely,” said I, “surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore—
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;—
'Tis the wind and nothing more!”
Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before.
“Surely,” said I, “surely that is something at my window lattice;
Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore—
Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;—
'Tis the wind and nothing more!”
Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter,
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door—
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door—
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore;
Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he;
But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door—
Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door—
Perched, and sat, and nothing more.
Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling,
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore,
“Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,” I said, “art sure no craven,
Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—
Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly,
Though its answer little meaning—little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door—
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as “Nevermore.”
Though its answer little meaning—little relevancy bore;
For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being
Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door—
Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door,
With such name as “Nevermore.”
But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—
Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before—
On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.”
Then the bird said “Nevermore.”
That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour.
Nothing farther then he uttered—not a feather then he fluttered—
Till I scarcely more than muttered “Other friends have flown before—
On the morrow he will leave me, as my Hopes have flown before.”
Then the bird said “Nevermore.”
Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken,
“Doubtless,” said I, “what it utters is its only stock and store
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore—
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of ‘Never—nevermore’.”
“Doubtless,” said I, “what it utters is its only stock and store
Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster
Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore—
Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore
Of ‘Never—nevermore’.”
But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling,
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore—
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking “Nevermore.”
Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door;
Then, upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking
Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore—
What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt, and ominous bird of yore
Meant in croaking “Nevermore.”
This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,
But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom’s core;
This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining
On the cushion’s velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o’er,
But whose velvet-violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o’er,
She shall press, ah, nevermore!
Then, methought, the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
“Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
Swung by Seraphim whose foot-falls tinkled on the tufted floor.
“Wretch,” I cried, “thy God hath lent thee—by these angels he hath sent thee
Respite—respite and nepenthe from thy memories of Lenore;
Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!—
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—
On this home by Horror haunted—tell me truly, I implore—
Is there—is there balm in Gilead?—tell me—tell me, I implore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore,
Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted—
On this home by Horror haunted—tell me truly, I implore—
Is there—is there balm in Gilead?—tell me—tell me, I implore!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
“Prophet!” said I, “thing of evil!—prophet still, if bird or devil!
By that Heaven that bends above us—by that God we both adore—
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
By that Heaven that bends above us—by that God we both adore—
Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn,
It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore—
Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore.”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
“Be that word our sign of parting, bird or fiend!” I shrieked, upstarting—
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
“Get thee back into the tempest and the Night’s Plutonian shore!
Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken!
Leave my loneliness unbroken!—quit the bust above my door!
Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!”
Quoth the Raven “Nevermore.”
And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—nevermore!
On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door;
And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon’s that is dreaming,
And the lamp-light o’er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor;
And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor
Shall be lifted—nevermore!
“Voodoo Chile (Slight Return)” was Jimi Hendrix’s signature song. He played it at every appearance.
Aug 1, 2017
Philip Nute
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The psychos-that-be in Russia and America are rattling their swords at each other. I guess the truly guilty need to trash the place to stay out of jail. I think every squad Sergeant, and I wouldn’t go any higher, should take a pole of everyone in the squad and the majority rules. If they say ‘We won’t go’, then nobody goes.
I think this world is inhabited by Cro Magnum and Neanderthals. One is a peace loving animal and the other is not. The peace loving animal doesn’t know which one he’s dealing with until it’s too late. One day the Egyptian religious insanity crossed paths with the Roman military insanity and for lack of a better word, Satan was born. To put it another way. About 2000 years ago the Romans put down their sword and picked up a cross but they never stopped being militaristic. So instead of forming battalions and showing themselves for what they are they turned to conspiracy, subversion, manipulation and pixie dust to get what they want. They want everything. They have got away with this for 2000 years and subsequently developed a major league false sense of superiority.
July 29, 2017
Philip Nute
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Over the weekend I watched a movie version of Arthur Miller’s “The Crucible” starring Daniel Day Lewis. It’s about the Salem Witch Trials. Arthur Miller was a writer/playwright of the 20th century. He was kind of geeky but he married Marilyn Monroe. He also wrote “Death Of A Salesman”. Miller implies that a slave girl named Tituba was instrumental in starting the whole thing. She was a slave owned by one of the preachers in the affair. Preacher owning a slave??? She was either of African descent or an Indian from South America. The role of Tituba is debated among scholars. Arthur Miller expanded her role for REASONS KNOWN ONLY TO HIM.
I am constantly reminded that this whole thing is just “Putting out the trash”. As in “white trash”. Or people who can’t function. Strengthening the strain as Fascists or Eugenicists might say. Oh a bag of trash sitting next to an orange cone or a trash truck showing up at a very opportune time, blah blah blah. I would like to point out that this is not Darwin’s Survival of the fittest or only the strong survive. This is survival of the sneakiest sycophant or winner of the lucky sperm contest. It’s about power and control. I can never be expected to do whatever I’m told should some god maggot call and make a request. "It’s not good enough to obey Big Brother (The Pope), you must love Big Brother..." 1984 George Orwell "It hurts to set you free, but you’ll never follow me...." The End The Doors
I would like to lodge a formal complaint about the current ‘chickenshit’. It is really nasty. It’s in everything, but worst of all my mattress. It is seriously interrupting my sleep. Yesterday I tried to catch up on my sleep by lying in bed all day. The longer I lay there the worse it got. By night I needed to get away from it. I tried putting clothes on the floor and sleeping on them. This worked for a while. I am in serious need of a comfortable place to lie down. This morning I put cardboard on the bed and slept on top of that. It worked for a while. I went out today because I had to get out of the apartment. I am hoping my cardboard isn’t all f’d up. Anything I put in the washer and dryer comes out covered in it.
July 27, 2017
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This morning I had another brilliant idea while having my coffee. I know I know you think nothing I do is brilliant but I don't give a fuck what you think about anything. AND THIS MEANS YOU!!! It's an addendum to the EMI absorbent material idea. Along with the mat of woven circuits put a layer of aluminum foil on each side. Aluminum has the best reflective properties of any metal. This will help trap EMI inside the mat. It will also reduce the power that needs to be consumed by reflecting a portion before it gets to the circuits. In addition to the coils and resistors in the circuits you could add an IC that helps to jam whatever is being absorbed. It works the same as an RFID. It's powered by the EMI.
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signed Going Out In A Blaze Of Information
July 22, 2017
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Syncretic Religion – any religion whose theology is not totally unique. Any religion that blends elements of other religions. Examples of syncretic religions are santeria, voodoo, chondogou sohak and cao dai.
Syncretism has been used as far back as Roman times to assimilate and subdue conquered populations. The Romans used in on the Celts and Druids of Ireland and England.
Santeria is a religion of Latin America that has it’s origins in Africa. It blends Roman Catholicism with African mysticism. It is very popular in Cuba.
Voodoo is a blending of Roman Catholicism with African mysticism. It is mostly from Haiti.
Chondogou is a blending of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucism and other eastern religions. It was begun about the year 1860 in Korea by a prophet named Choe Cheiu, It is the opposite of Sohak which blends elements of Roman Catholicism with eastern religions.
Cao Dai is a blending of Roman Catholicism with eastern religions. It began around 1926 in Vietnam by Ngo Van Chieu. When trying to understand the Vietnam War I try to apply Orwell’s theory that war is waged by the ruling class on it’s own citizens to keep the structure of society intact. I believe the problem of mind control/genocide began in the United States in the early 1950’s. This caused rebellion and talk of revolution. The most serious of which was the Students for a Democratic Society. (SDS) SDS made a formal declaration with it’s Port Huron Statement in the early 1960’s. The Vietnam War was used to suppress this rebellion and maintain control of the United States. Vietnam was used because they had a measure of control through religion. The true purpose of SDS was drowned out by protest against the war. By the mid 1970’s the objective had been accomplished and Vietnam was abandoned. Vietnam was lost because they could not maintain a permanent occupation without constant incursions from Laos, Cambodia and Thailand. It’s not a peninsula like Korea. The war would have to have been expanded throughout Southeast Asia. The objective had been reached so this was not necessary. Nor was it desirable because it would have caused further problems in America and reversed the win. Korea was left unfinished because it’s a peninsula and it could be used for tension and conflict and a future war. The French part of the Vietnam War ended when Paul Mus parachuted into Vietnam and help negotiate a truce. I got this from Emile de Antonio’s movie “In The Year Of The Pig”. A similar event occurred with the American part. Henry Kissinger went around the Paris Peace Talks to negotiate with Ho Chi Minh. This makes no sense. Why did Kissinger feel the need to do that? How much control have American presidents had since WWII? Or before? Who is running things? Was the Buddhist priest burning himself an Aleister Crowley???? Why did LBJ send the USS Liberty off the coast of Israel? Why does no one know about this? Are these things also Aleister Crowleys? How much control did LBJ have?
In the event people think my relatives are gone or missing I list them here:
mother
Rayann Nute
180 Grove St Apartment 1R
Braintree MA
(Auntie Zatunie ????)
Rayann Nute
180 Grove St Apartment 1R
Braintree MA
(Auntie Zatunie ????)
brother
Ray Nute
14 Wilshire Way
Marlborough MA 01752
(Uncle Omar ???)
Ray Nute
14 Wilshire Way
Marlborough MA 01752
(Uncle Omar ???)
sister
Cynthia Hughes
915 Dunvegan Circle
Pickerington OH 43147
Cynthia Hughes
915 Dunvegan Circle
Pickerington OH 43147
My brother has 3 kids, Michael Nute, Andrew Nute and Rachael Nute. Michael is married with 2 kids and lives near Cincinnati OH. Andrew is not married and lives somewhere near Atlanta GA. Rachael is not married and lives somewhere near Philadelphia PA. My sister has 2 kids by a previous marriage, Brendan Hennelly and Stephan Hennelly. Brendan is married with 2 kids and lives somewhere near Columbus OH. Stephan is married with no kids and lives somewhere near Columbus OH.
I have been watching videos about the Vietnam War. I have also been reading about it. I set up a timeline. People refer to the French part as the First Indochina War and the American part as the Second Indochina War or The Vietnam War. The First Indochina War ended on May 7 1954 when Ho Chi Minh won the Battle of Dien Bien Phu. In everything I watched and read there is no adequate explanation for why Vietnam was then divided at the 17th parallel, Ho Chi Minh had the only significant military left and there was no reason why he didn’t take the entire country. There were American Naval ships offshore but that doesn’t explain it. Wikipedia says the Americans then spread rumors in the North that Ho would begin to kill Catholics. Then the Americans helped to evacuate and resettle them in the south. The Catholics controlled the south even though they were a minority. My explanation for dividing the country is they wanted to continue the war and Ho co-operated.
"We are the priests of the Temples of Syrinx..."
“Our great computers fill the hallowed halls..."
"We are the priests of the Temples of Syrinx..."
"Ah the gift of life is held within our walls..."
".......................'
"....................."
"Attention all planets of the solar federation...."
"Attention all planets of the solar federation..."
"Attention all planets of the solar federation..."
"We have assumed control..."
"We have assumed control....."
"We have assumed control...."
2112
The Temples Of Syrinx
Rush
1977
“Our great computers fill the hallowed halls..."
"We are the priests of the Temples of Syrinx..."
"Ah the gift of life is held within our walls..."
".......................'
"....................."
"Attention all planets of the solar federation...."
"Attention all planets of the solar federation..."
"Attention all planets of the solar federation..."
"We have assumed control..."
"We have assumed control....."
"We have assumed control...."
2112
The Temples Of Syrinx
Rush
1977
July 19, 2017
Philip Nute
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This morning I watched a video on youtube, uploaded by The Corbett Report (I think??) about the NSA’s data collection center in Utah. They state the center needs 1.7 million gallons of water per day to cool the computers. They called for the state of Utah to shut off the water. The center is in the middle of nowhere and in the desert. Where are they getting 1.7 million gallons of water a day? The NSA computers in Maryland are cooled with liquid nitrogen. Probably kept as such with megawatts of electricity.
Messages to Phil ???? and B-52 Bombs
On Saturday I went to a store in Quincy Center and bought a couple food items. One of the clerks made a reference to 'baby food'. I figure she was part of the Aqua Teen Hunger Force. A teenager who was forced, by hunger, to 'hit the road' and goad other people to 'hit the road' because living at home or on assistance is childish. The Aqua Teen Hunger Force was a part of the Turner Cartoon Channel Adult Swim lineup. In 2007 2 men were arrested in Boston for a bomb scare. They put up small LED printed circuit boards with an Adult Swim character 'flipping the bird'. So I lined up my FEATURE playlist on youtube with some circumstantial hearsay evidence to support my hypothetical conclusion. (whatever that is) A video about the Boston bomb scare in 2007. A video of the bizarre news conference held after the 2 men were released. A video of Sen Frank Church talking about the CIA. Sen Church represented Idaho. (CHURCH ???? Aleister Crowley ????) Idaho is famous for potatoes. (I’m sorry you got a head like a potato,...I really am,...") San Bernadino – Frank Zappa (It’s a pool full of strangers,....) My Own Private Idaho – The B-52’s A video of Sen Larry Craig of Idaho in 2008 trying to explain why he pled guilty to having sex in a Minnesota bathroom. ????? A music video of The B-52’s doing "My Own Private Idaho" A music video of The B-52’s doing "Planet Claire" A music video of The B-52’s doing "Rock Lobster". A scene from "Alice In Wonderland" of the mock turtle explaining the lobster quadrille. People who actually leave home because of what someone else thinks make it hard for themselves to fight back. Homeless people are too busy with food clothing and shelter to cause trouble. Someones 'Tinkerbell' (life story) is only valuable where it was created.
On Sunday I watched some videos about PTech and Sept 11.
Over the weekend I made some zip files of the accident I had in 2005 and other documents I had. They can be found at www philipnute wordpress com Since my information doesn’t maintain it’s integrity very long I will go over what I think is missing or been changed. The restraining order my mother got seems to have changed. She got the order with the help of a Weymouth police officer named Pompeo. She got the order, good for 7 days, despite the fact I was in Bridgewater for at least 30 days. I violated the order when I called her. I didn’t know she had it. I was planning to call her. ???? (evidence of synthetic telepathy ???) It was originally taken out in Brockton but the documentation is from Quincy. Some of the correspondence between me and Mass Health over the bill sent to me by Lemuel Shattuck Hospital is missing. The state committed me against my will then sent me a bill. I felt I had no choice but to pay it. They did the same thing when I was committed in McClean Southeast in 2008.
While looking for the documentation I found a cd with Arctic Beacon Banned books. I list a few in case some of are different. Two books by Avro Manhattan. He knew about the genocide in Yugoslavia as did Edmond Paris. He also wrote about the religious foundation of the Vietnam War. He was acquainted with H G Wells. “The Empire Of The City” by E C Knuth “Under Cover” by John Ray Carlson “Rogue State” by William Blum (one of hundreds of books about the crimes of the CIA) “The Thousand Year Conspiracy” “Treasons Peace” by Howard Watson Ambruster There was a reference to Otto Skorzeny who was a famous commando during WWII. He supposedly started ODESSA the SS organization that helped smuggle ex-Nazi's to America. "Behind The Dictators"