Chasing Phantoms - Carissa Conti-pages

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Chasing Phantoms - Carissa Conti-pages

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176 conversation “Okay, you said this, then I said that, then you said this then I said that...!” did nothing to jog his memory. I didn’t react well to it all, let’s just put it that way. When I had to ask him, “What...do you have like, multiple personalities or something?!?” then I kind of knew. If you even have to ask that question, then it means somethin’ is multiple personality disorder, because it wasn’t like I would come home one day and try to talk to my brother, or then-boyfriend, only to have them pull a crazy and tell me “Joe isn’t here right now...” Or “Who's Steve?? I’m Scott...I don’t know who Steve is....”. meanwhile, as they believe they really are their alter-ego. You hear about that sort of thing happening to people though. Later on after I moved my brother out to California to come live with me and Steve, we were talking about his Joe/Shawn thing, and I mentioned my suspicions to him about Steve. He responded with a big grin and said, “Yeah, you didn’t know that? I noticed it the first week I was here!” Yes, I guess I did miss the signs, what can I say. Joe claimed that he watched Steve switch during one of their conversations — Steve’s expression changed, like he was suddenly switching personalities, or “coming to”...and Joe could tell that Steve didn’t recognize what was going on. Supposedly Steve had an “oh shit...” look on his face, and just played it off so as to not attract attention to the situation. My own situation is a weird one. Back in 1996, when I was 21-22, long before I knew that I was an abductee and had definitely never heard of government/military abductions and the subject of mind control, I awoke one morning and clearly heard in my mind a male voice saying with big eye rolling disdainful sarcasm, “You have so many personalities you can’t even keep up.” !!! What??!? I thought to myself. Where did that come from? It couldn't be a dream — for starters there were no Visuals, just a male voice. And why would I dream something like that ‘anyway? I wondered. It wasn’t true. So it didn’t make much sense. Now of voice. course, I know about MILABs, programming, the human males that are involved in mine and the way they sound (almost always with that same sarcasm), mind control, compartmentalization, split off personas and the like, and so it all makes perfect sense. Chasing Phantoms —_—_—_— Ee"