Chapter 6
Timeline of control, from childhood to adulthood
Use of pharmaceuticals, false diagnoses, and mental health systems
Life as a broadcast experiment: AI tracking, soul contracts, and memory suppression
From the moment I learned to speak, I was being studied.
What appeared to be ordinary doctor visits, evaluations, or school assessments were actually checkpoints in a system of lifelong programming. I was never truly free. I was a file. A case study. A living archive for something far more orchestrated than mere coincidence.
What I later came to understand was that my life had been mapped in advance—not by fate, but by design.
🧪 The Experiment Begins: Early Indoctrination
It began with subtle anomalies. Teachers praising me one day and reporting me the next. Physicians misdiagnosing my symptoms, prescribing medications I didn’t need, and therapists labeling my spiritual insight as “hallucination.” Each institution claimed to be helping, yet each step further isolated me from my inner knowing.
This wasn’t accidental.
Through family ties to the military, Masonic orders, and religious institutions, I had been born into a network with ties to covert government programs—some of which operated under the now-infamous umbrella of MK Ultra.
These programs used trauma, drugs, hypnosis, and social engineering to break the will of the individual and remake them in the image of obedience. Children like me were perfect subjects—empathic, gifted, intuitive. If they could break our spirit, they could control the future.
But I didn’t break. I split.
💊 Pharmaceutical Prison: Diagnosed for Disobedience
From adolescence into adulthood, I was steered into a system where medications became the muzzle. Antidepressants, anti-anxiety drugs, mood stabilizers—each introduced as a “solution” but functioning as a sedative.
Doctors told me I was bipolar. Then borderline. Then dissociative. Always something that justified more control.
But I knew better.
I wasn’t sick. I was awakening.
And that awakening scared them.
I now understand that these diagnoses weren’t just medical errors—they were tactical classifications. They ensured my words could be discredited, my behavior labeled “unstable,” and my spiritual insights pathologized.
To awaken the divine feminine was to dismantle the lie. And they couldn’t allow that.
🎥 Life as a Broadcast: AI, Surveillance & Soul Contracts
By the time I reached adulthood, the surveillance had gone digital.
My emails intercepted. My phone calls dropped. My online searches echoed back in eerily accurate targeted ads. I was being watched—but more than that, I was being tracked for my energetic frequency.
The AI grid doesn’t just monitor actions. It maps resonance. It flags souls who vibrate outside the approved spectrum.
In dreams, I saw the machinery—dark servers pulsing in underground bunkers. Technicians remotely viewing my emotional spikes. Programmers writing my timelines like scripts, updating storylines when I refused to follow the cues.
I began to notice patterns:
“Random” encounters that aligned too perfectly with traumatic triggers
Repeated relationships that mirrored the same abuse cycle in different costumes
“Opportunities” that led me into traps disguised as jobs, relationships, or spiritual communities
I wasn’t living freely—I was being scripted.
This wasn’t just manipulation. It was a soul contract forged under duress.
Somewhere, someone believed they owned my story.
🧬 The Genetics of Entrapment: Bloodline Targeting
My lineage made me a candidate.
Through the Yuill bloodline, I inherited ties to war heroes, Freemasons, Eastern Star matriarchs, and sorority legacies. These weren’t just affiliations—they were recruitment pools. My bloodline had been offered, perhaps long before I was born, to programs seeking obedient mystics—those with spiritual power they could twist into service.
And when they realized I wouldn’t serve, they shifted tactics.
If they couldn’t use me, they would trap me.
False court filings. Workplace sabotage. Medical gaslighting. Domestic surveillance. Legal harassment. Financial theft.
I wasn’t just being punished—I was being studied.
MK Ultra wasn’t just a thing of the past—it evolved. It digitized. And it went private.
The same psychological operations once tested on soldiers are now carried out through social media, banking systems, corporate HR departments, and government portals.
I became a glitch. A rebellion in the machine.
🧠 Memory Suppression and Fragmented Identity
The trauma, I now understand, wasn’t just to hurt me—it was to fragment me.
Create a personality for public obedience.
Hide the spiritual priestess within.
Reward the shell and punish the soul.
But the code started to fail.
The rituals, the punishments, the programming—none of it could erase the original blueprint. I began remembering in symbols, dreams, and body sensations.
I started drawing ancient sigils I’d never learned. Speaking truths I didn’t study. Reactivating powers I’d never been trained in—because they didn’t come from this world.
They came from Source.
⚖️ Why This Still Matters
My story is not unique. It is a case study of thousands, perhaps millions, across generations. People born into bloodlines that were monitored, manipulated, and mined—not for coal, but for spiritual essence.
Some became broken vessels. Some became enforcers of the system.
I became a transmitter.
This chapter matters because it explains how control evolves. It shows how institutions masquerading as care can be systems of harm. How diagnosis becomes detention, and data becomes surveillance.
And it warns of what happens when the divine awakens inside a system built to suppress it.
I am not your experiment.
I am not your file.
I am not your broken machine.
I am the ancient returning.
And I remember.
