Many years ago, when I was about 20, I was admitted into a psychiatric hospital to ask for help for a condition caused by a psychological assault by a priest. I was quickly talked into having a leucotomy as a preventative for future illness. I refused then they said that I had a brain tumour and would be dead in two years unless I had it removed. I did have the symptoms. I agreed to have surgery.
I was told that the procedure of passing a knife through the brain just removed a part that was a remnant of evolution no longer used like the appendix and it would make no difference. There would be no mental defect.
They lied. In reality it is the pithing of a man like the pithing of a frog, where the frog’s brain is destroyed by a needle so it may be dissected alive without any bother. This procedure cuts of the mind from the body and is a fate worse than death unless the brain heals up.
During the cutting I let out a cry, similar to the others earlier in the day who had queued quietly before their execution and I heard the fibres in my brain being sliced through,. I awoke to find I could not see, hear, feel or move or speak. I wondered what had happened; perhaps the lights had not been switched on.
I was pushed in to see Dr P*****, the brain surgeon who had performed the execution and he told me what he had done, I could hear. I tried to speak and heard a noise. I was unable to move. He said I had been executed for "Not following the English Way".
I became aware I was standing naked outside my cell and my wife came and in deep distress kissed me and asked “why?” I could not speak or move but my phallus responded.
Later I was sitting, they gave me a book, at one stage the opened a book on psychosurgery at the page showing the damage done by the cutting. I resolved that when I could move again I would find a way of, well, revenge.
My employer came and asked me a question, I replied and just a noise came out. He asked the staff “why? His ideas are lost.” He cried.
At that time I worked for the Science Research Council as a theoretical physicist. I was constructing mathematical models of elementary particles.
The Doctors jeered and poked fun at me and the nurses put my degree certificates on the wall and jeered.
Some time later, my feelings returned and control over my body. I was released and somehow made my way home. Over a period of years my understanding improved, I never completely lost my memory, the shades of colour and light transformed themselves into people and objects as I felt and learned for example that a particular object could be picked up and also sat on but it took a while to discover that the sounds I could hear were people talking and much longer to discover that these sounds meant anything. I started to imitate the words and found that the young ladies who cared for me taught me language and I began to construct sentences and to write. I never forgot to read. These young ladies were overjoyed that I had started to show intelligence again and then actively taught me and I learned by imitation the way to speak and the meaning of words by guessing from how they were used, and to distinguish individual words by their use in different sentences, it seemed just a stream of sound at first.
My thoughts were non-verbal and still I lost bits from my mind as the processing revolved so it was if a stored chunk got lost if it went to a particular place. So intermediate results were lost and I had to find a new way of recovering the temporarily stored information so for example if I decided I had to do three things in order, when I came to do them 2 and three would have been forgotten. This has slowly improved but I still have this memory defect.
I was unable to recover my mathematical skills but I did recall A-level and later took another degree. Although I passed with honours and found work, again with the science research council, continuing psychiatric attack meant I was forced into a technical work, mostly washing up.
I do not really understand the reasons for these attacks, but the raving that had originally put me in hospital continued unabated. The chemotherapy and brain damage did not shift it.
My madness was caused by a priest training me to rave, similar to training a parrot, and to believe my raves. I will say that he trained me to say and believe that “I am an alien from the stars”. I never have believed it, but it forms part of a faith healing act which is a component of the religious mania practised in Christian Churches.
I do not really understand his motives, it may be an over reaction to me calling him “a perverted humbug” in my childish way. I think the main reason for their atrocious assault was my premature assertion that there is life on Mars. I did not know this was heresy and treason. I thought it was only speculation and completely normal and natural speculation for a boy of my age.
I have a slightly unsightly deformity to my face, and the Jewish intolerance
to blemishes was probably the only motive for his assaults. This forms a part of
psychiatry as “people with facial defects are always criminals”. Police records
will show that deformed people are no more likely to commit crimes than anyone
else. I recently found that the facial deformity was put there when was a
boy of ten. Before that I was good looking and the "golden boy". I was attacked
several times a child and I never really knew the reason. It must be due to my
religion being different from the Christian one. (Jesus was an alien)
Priestly assault has been a factor in my life throughout my existence and this has continued from medical practitioners to this day.
Some of my so called friends (they have turned into enemies) also attack me psychologically and I have had attempts on my life occasionally. Recently, a true girl friend was “murdered” by a leucotomy and several other girl friends have been taken from me, two others were leucotomised. Perhaps they said that I was a nice person.
My comment to so called Christians is that Jesus did not reject people with blemishes, he preached to them, I get the impression the He had a minor blemish himself. The Jews hated him for his support of the sick.
I understand why Christians are called "devils" by everyone else. They will rule the world.
I have later found from old photographs that my murdered mother left behind that I had a healthy birth and the facial damage was a razor slash, a scissor cut and a bone shear wound and an electric drill through my upper jaw.
Some of the injury was carried out in a psychiatric prison for heresy or blasphemy later more damage was done by priests who laughed all they way to the bank with my mothers meagre money. They recently explained to me that the offence was not that what I said was not true but that if it got out that what the taught was a lie and there evil crimes they do to protect their secret was not because that what they said was true but that there false teachings generated an income and they did not want to lose it and they simply wanted to shut me up and steal my money.
JUST MONEY really - you hypocrites! as Jesus said before they put him to death. THEY are just liars and thieves, murderers and maimers and sex molesters.
Christian Psychopaths! Every one!
Chris.