MARINE MADE INTO A SUPERMAN
From James Casbolt: Agent Buried Alive.
The autobiography of Commander James Casbolt: A survivor of NSA genetic enhancement and occult warfare projects speaks out
Chapter Seven
James Casbolt: Agent Buried Alive. Chap 7
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Hi James [Casbolt],
When I was a kid 4-5, I have a memory of my farther taking me somewhere underground where a lot of other kids were doing puzzles, people in lab coats... My mother insisted he stop taking me to Masonic meetings for I was getting molested there and one time I was hospitalized due to an injury to my fanny. My farther seems fascinated researching his genealogy family tree all relating to Scotland, Whales, Vanderbilt’s’, and American Indians, and my mother is pure Irish, and he is always watching shows about the Nazi’s... as he was in the military as well.
In Catholic School I always had to go into a mobile lab out in the parking lot where they made me do psychic testing, they constantly drilled me if I could remember extensive numbers in a series. When I went to public school in 6th grade for some reason my class only, had to wear headphones and told to listen to a particular radio station with walkmans. In Quantico, VA I recall several times wondering where 2-3 days went. And one time I remember Naval Intelligence in my room tearing the room apart. I asked what are you doing and they kept telling me to go back to sleep; although I didn’t. Later my roommate was trying to fix the rattling vent and found bugs in the air vents...
Then I got transferred to GTMO, Cuba. My Gunny had me meet 3 CIA members, and then I seem to have lost 3 days. When I scuba dove there my friends tanks would be empty and mine would still have 90% air in it. They all put their gauges on my tank to find it true.
Then at discharge process my final medical stated I had hearing problems, odd I thought my hearing was tip top. They medevaced me from GTMO to Norfolk, VA and put me in a sound booth with all these fast cyclic frequencies and lights flashing. Then they told me my hearing was fine and I could continue checking out of the corps. Silent Subliminal I wonder.
Then when I got out I checked into Ohio State U and this one guy kept following me around while I was looking for apartments insisting to move into his house because we were both Marines (he worked at Wakenhut)...On one occasion I had this girl over and my handler lets say, asked her to ride on the back of his cbr900, they got a 1/4 mile down the road they said the back tire was thrown to the left and they came back all banged up, he looked me in the eyes ad said don’t ever do that again, I looked back and said touché. On one occasion I ripped his leg out of socket and twisted it up real bad. I guarantee to this day every step he remembers me. One day he yelled at me and then got in his jeep and drove off then it lost control and flipped over and was totaled. He feared me although he stuck around and insisted we create a security company Called Shadow (kind of dark I thought) (with a CIA agent who bragged about drug running in Chicago) that guarded an underground tunnel network in Columbus, Ohio near Trabue road; Marble Cliffs Aggregate Quarry which was partially federal land. It was purchased by a company in Australia who brought in their own security company. On one occasion I overheard that the abandoned building west of the Columbus Courthouse has a CIA center underneath. I just always thought weird. But a year later I had an experience in a lab room where they were trying to give me a shot in a lab, I kicked the nurse away threw 2 guards down and ran out of this same abandoned building, all this security chased me I hoped to the top of this huge fence ran out to a public parking lot; saw a car alarm light blinking so I punched out the window to create a disturbance for my escape...
It seems as if my programming was surfacing, when some new friends stole some things from my house. I found out they did it through the grapevine. Apparently everywhere they were, so as I. They’d be driving around and there I was Mile after mile just standing there. They thought no way so they called my house to leave a message, I was home. Their lights would flicker on and off the TV too. They all tried moved away, although I threw their cars off the road and caused severe injury to them all. I began flying through my TV set and looking into people’s living rooms trough their TV. Twice someone drove by me and gave me a dirty look and I blew their car engineup, once it was an undercover cop. I have witnesses both times; my friends knew I did it. Every time I came into my friend’s house their lights would flicker and blow up. When the priests were beginning to be caught molesting the boys I was driving by a josephium priest college in Columbus and thought what an evil group and instantly an entire wing became engulfed in flames. One neighbor gave me a dirty look and I ripped their front door off and launched it across their driveway with my mind, and his wife ran inside to hide their evil looks. Nobody liked those annoying neighbors. The 2003 blackout from Cleveland to Trenton, New Jersey, I was at exactly the town where the blackout stopped, or began, I do not understand that one. The other day this person gave me a dirty look and their feet sweeped up and they were launched 10 feet away. I didn’t mean to do it I just got pissed off at the look I was given...
Four times I healed a dead animal...My cousin had only one month to live from cancer. I heard of this, so I sent her prana and the doctors said it was completely gone days later. It seems I was trained in the subtle energies, which can be used for offence and defense, good or bad.
I still get all these calls where hey ask if Jacob is there or is j there and all these weird clicks and pops and tones are playing in the background. I don’t even answer the phone anymore.
But sadly, recently I was flown to a job In Ithaca, NY and just requested to leave and I jumped on a greyhound and went to Rochester, NY for a few days, then flew home. Now that I look back it was very weird that I did that. I’ve actually found a few other marines I worked with and they can’t remember entire year’s maybe small fragments if that.
While living in Corpus Christi, near the SPID I was walking at night then all of a sudden kind of lost my balance and felt tingly all over, I looked up and no more than 200 yards up was a triangular craft with lights in the corners. Did I miss time and was beamed back down? I’m not sure if I lost time, I never wear a watch, I just keep track of the days.
For some reason I always been interested in books on hypnosis and psychology, I wonder why. At the age of 17, I already acquired and read all the college textbooks for a psychology degree, and maybe 100 more....
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To read the first five chapters of James Casbolt's book 'Agent Buried Alive: The Autobiography of Commander James Casbolt" (2008) it is free online at
Educate Yourself .org
It is explosive and possibly the most eye-opening information you will have ever read (alongside Casbolt's fellow former British intelligent agent's book Conspiractor' Hierarchy: The Committee of 300 by Dr John Coleman )
https://www.angelfire.com/nm2/aona/marinesuperman.html
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