Why I Turned On My Family I remember the fish-hook being driven into my eye-brow, violently, and them pulling against the skin. I screamed, "IT HURTS!" but the people standing around me didn't care. I had gone for a trip up to Massachusetts to attempt to lay off the drinking while I visited my sick grandfather, and collapsed in the shower. I woke up being tortured. The doctor who inspected the stitches said, "They didn't do this so it would heal right." I know. Because the dark illuminati is my family. Later on, I was chosen, or selected for torture by a dentist, who drove a piece of metal into the gums of every one of my teeth, while all I could do was sit there. I left their office with a vexed look on my face. * * * * * * * That was in MDI. Later on, after I developed my new science, I read the Witches Hammer (The Malleus Malificarum) -- a witch-hunting book, and bought a lot of candles, and new electronic devices, as well as a special CD off ebay from an ex-NSA agent entitled, "Psychotronic Devices And How TO Build Them." I targeted my own family, honestly, because they turned out to be the worst witches. I have at first paralyzed, LRAD'd, deathrayed, and cursed several of my own family since the abuse I've received. I believe more in God than a strange sex cult of satanists, though I support them to this day, believe it or not, in spite of how cruel we are to one another. In the Dark Illuminati: YOU fuck your own sister. You fuck your own mom. You fuck prostitutes. You get paid to make porn. You get PAID TO DO DRUGS. As a matter of fact, we are almost all forced drugs and alcohol on a daily basis, through our own lawlessness, or personal push on each other to get high, and stay fucked up. The only reason why I returned to the Dark Illuminati is because I know what true pain feels like. I may have actually electro-shocked with a mean electro-gun, and sometimes three witches at once, in a single paralyzation technique, who all feared me afterward. They cry when we "tele-communicate" now -- and a lot of them say the words, "Why did you leave..?" Even though they have hurt and abused me my whole life, my sick twisted family still loves me. AND I still tragically need them. BLS