The THREE-Part System by Brendan S Firstly, worn around the neck is an electronic holy grail. - The deathray has already been built. It already exists, and I will not detail the original construction of this machine. I got the idea from both a Tesla book, and early documenaries I had watched on the Tesla Deathray, showing a laser shooting missiles out of the sky. I imaged something like this in my mind, but not a visible laser. As a matter of factuality, the psionic guns I use are not necessarily "all" psionic. They are LRAD (Long Range Acoustic Device) based, inspired by police riot-stopping devices, and the LRAD is essentially just a loud electronic frequency that electrocutes you / zaps / stuns / paralyzes / and / or / injures you to the point of hospitalization. I do this with a tone generator on my cell-phone. The other way, is to jack a crystal to the end of a headphone cable (touching), and then tape them, and y o u can make the device silent, and operate on a supersonic / laser-based / electromagnetic frequency, that electrocutes selected victims without anyone else knowing, unless they are aware of the fact the electrocutee can not speak for a prolonged period of time, and wonder why. The Tesla Deathray was built "after" I discovered psychotronic devices. I bought a CD off of eBay.com called "Psychotronic Devices, Their Construction, And How To Build Them" etc. And found lots of ideas from some random user of the internet, who gave me all of my first tips on how to build the devices. It cost me about $30 and was on a burned CD, with a makeshift label, and was sent by an anonymous person. I have read the words "Psychotronic Devices" and "Psyop" in old seventies books, and I even predicted becoming a psyop when I was thirty, when I was drunk, and blurted out to my girlfriend, "Maybe I can work for the government and become a psyop." She knew how psychic I was. She just turned her head, looked at me, smiled, and turned away, because in the future, or wherever in the future, I already am a psyop. The Tesla Deathray works through a threefold machine. My holy grail, linking my astral mind to the various wi / free energy signals in the electromagnetic grid of the entire planet, so I can "see" clearly -- what is going on -- the deathray can shoot anyone or anything from a computer, to a person, to a ghost, and always has an effect. Frequencies are selectable, and I've memorized which ones have which effect, and saved them as tones on separate devices. One is a "personal deathray" (running a signal through my own brain) -- to kill off / nullify schisms / voices in my head. (I am diagnosed with paranoid schizophrenia). I used to mute out the voices uses a psychic blocking device, but I thought that was cheap, and put it away a few months ago.. I'd rather just deal with the problem directly. I'm not really afraid of what goes on in my own head. So, I tend to use all of my psyop knowledge on a pretty constant basis, but I only "use the deathray" when I am both "able to / strong enough to" / "angry enough" or "in need of defending myself that badly" -- I really don't use it offensively, and I never do. My original name in chatrooms was "def" and it doesn't mean anything. It was just short for the deftones, in the deftones chat. You could say it happens to mean "Definitely" but I think it's either the bass-notes of a bass guitar, because when I was young I was always desirous towards playing the bass more than the guitar, and / or it could just stand for "Defense." I took down chatbox.com singlehandedly when I was thirteen through hacker exploitation alone. I played Yojimbo with those idiots, and they all thought I was older than them at the time. I used to laugh so hard. When you call me "Def" now, it just refers to a malicious thirteen year old, so it isn't very tasteful to call me this. I don't really have a hacker or psyop name really, except for Dark Sorcerer, which is not my own choice. The name was "made up" by the Cult of the Dead Cow, and I apparently only joined the CDC once I was free from high school, in the summer of 2004. I started high school in the year 2000. People always kind of knew my name before I could tell it to them. Older teachers always used to flash their asses, tits, hands, and hit on me covertly. I was too numb and naive in school to want to get laid. I just did pills instead. Klonnies and valium. And hung out with the punk-crowd, when the goth crowd died. But a lot of people just think I'm a poorly-dressed glasses-wearing idiot who is a drunk, and makes bad music. They don't know anything about me at all. - BLS (The third part of the machine is my right mind, my brain itself, which you can not have).