With him I speak mouth to mouth, clearly, and not in riddles.  Deuteronomy 12:8 

My inheritance has become to me like a lion in the forest. She roars at me; therefore I hate.  -Jeremiah 12:8

Hello.  Let me introduce myself.  My name is Adam, and I have seen in the world a hell which few recognize.  Of those that do, fewer care than should, and this is my purpose.  I was born on 12/8/1980, the very day Mark David Chapman murdered John Lennon at the behest of the voice in his mind, which he called God.  It is the day after the United States declared war on Japan in 1941 and marks our entry into the war which would define generations to follow.  My life always felt normal, up until a few years ago, but in hindsight it appears it was anything but.  It has been a long hard road getting to this point, and the twists and turns in my personal path have brought me to the most astounding and scary Revelation that I could imagine.

The wise will be put to shame; they will be dismayed and trapped.  –Jeremiah 8:9 

Raise the war cry, you nations, and be shattered!  -Isaiah 8:9

Mary is my friend, my ex-wife, and the mother of my son.  We were the best of friends, and the best of lovers for a long, long time.  True partners in crime, our escapades brought us all over the land, and brought smiles to our faces for years.  She was born on 8/9, the anniversary of the day a great weapon was unleashed against many innocents in Nagasaki, and together we symbolically start and end that great war.  It’s also the day Danny Casolaro died, the man who came closest to identifying the source of the scourge infesting our lives and the world.  We met through a very convoluted maze of life, that at one time seemed like serendipity, and now seems closer to an ill begotten fate.  The sadness that has become of our union is beyond rational comprehension, however the story is so full of pertinent truth that it is before you today.

Now to him that is of power to establish you according to my gospel, and the preaching of Jesus Christ, according to the revelation of the mystery, which was kept secret since the world began.  -Romans 16:25

Our story is a sad tale of abusive deception and reflexive control, the purpose of which still remains a mystery as I write, though I hope to find truth by the end of this work.  It is a story I did not want to tell until it had the prototypical happy ending which pervades modern day literature.  Today I fear it cannot wait, as I have now seen what I believe to be a message of warning hidden within.  The message is to the world, its a warning about not loving thy neighbor, and giving up freedom and hope in exchange for a false sense of security.  I will try to make these parallels clear as the story goes on, and I hope to convey to you an urgency of change in how we deal with each other and the world around us.  

I am a victim of something most people do not believe in.  Those that do are either victims themselves, or know one very, very well.  The story you are about to hear is true, despite its unbelievability and closeness to science fiction or fantasy.  What happened to myself and Mary will seem odd to you, but it is not in this day in age.  It is happening all around the world, in major cities, and the victims of mind control cry loudly only to have their tears fall on deaf ears.  

The winding dark maze of my early life has been straightened for me, by a higher power; things which seemed unconnected and insignificant now take on a great meaning as the unfolding of my story parallels what I believe to be a prophetic vision of the story you will all know to be true… in the not so near future.  

there is no magic in this realm
just questions with no apparent answer
our reality twisted by a fear of the unknown
and a damned need to remain sane

the truth behind the facade
a blinding light shining from beyond
proof if anyone cared to look 
hidden to fade away in the shadows 

until you finally have eyes to see

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