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Around 1997 I met a strange man who got great points on education, but very low points on intervention. You decide if he was good or evil. That's not the point.

Looking back over my life as an example, I realise how easily we are manipulated when the desire arises. He started talking to me about mind-control, and at that time it sounded ludicrous. Just complete junk.

During one of our meetings, he somehow "made" me pay him for his time, which was strictly against my principles at that time (I still hold the same principle), and I was pretty disturbed that I have given my money away like that without wanting too.

During another meeting, he proceeded to pull a pen from his jacket and immediately set it on its ball-point tip where it stood, all by itself, on end, and without moving for about 10 seconds. The pen fell to the side, fell off the table, and landed on the floor. Immediately, I pick up the pen and gave it back to him.

In that moment, as I handed back the pen, wondering why I had bothered to pick it up in the first place, and his penetrating stare that said, "Yes. I just mind-controlled you," my mind was rocked.

But only for a second. Some drama seemed to quickly unfold and it was impossible to directly address what had happened (cafe theater?)... the whole thing seemed to slip away until years later. (I think that's strange. It's not the type of thing I would expect to forget.)

If that is the demonstration of one person, what could a group get another to do? Further, is a group necessary when it comes to one man so highly trained in mentalism?

As I enter my 40's, I now realize that that was not the first time it had happened, but it was the first time I was able to see it.

A warning to all.

You have nothing to say? I know its weird, but I can't help that. My entire life has been weird. This is a true and accurate memory of the event to the best of my ability, so please don't be shy!!!

I'm not sure about mind control, as this sounds more like reality control. I've involved myself in the modification of reality from time to time to alter the perceptions of one or more people, but it certainly wasn't mind control. All I was doing was altering reality such that it was perceived differently by others.

The fabric of reality is far more malleable than many realise, and it's something I continue to study, practice and play with to this day.

The warning is just, but the lesson is to always be aware that more exists than what we can see. The ability to detect when others manipulate reality is a vital skill, but what's even more vital is how we respond to such manipulation.

It seems to me as though this "strange man" was confused as to precisely what he was doing. Unfortunately, abusing such a skill may lead him to a path of confusion so great that his own reality unravels into a stream of chaos. I've known people from time to time who had become so arrogant that they pushed against what reality was, and when reality pushes back it can throw one into a state of severe misalignment, leading to outright insanity (which results from one's perspective becoming unhinged from the same general paradigm the "rest" of us are accustomed to).

I could go into Toltec teachings I've happened across in this regard, but won't at this point because I don't entirely understand them yet.

"as this sounds more like reality control"

Yes.

"All I was doing was altering reality such that it was perceived differently by others" This reminds of that mystic named Don Jaun (sorry for the misspelling.) He talked about something called an assemblage point. He said that moving that assemblage point even a little changes a persons perception of reality.

"It seems to me as though this "strange man" was confused as to precisely what he was doing."

I don't know. At the end of our meetings he abruptly yelled, "I am an Initiate of the R.R. et A.C.", raised his hand, something shot out of his palm and lodged itself into my aura above my left shoulder. I don't know what he did exactly, but my life fell apart shortly there after. So did his. He lost his wife, house, and just about everything. I don't know why he did it. I do remember leaving him feeling frustrated because he would give me any solution-oriented answers.

I've looked into that group a little. There isn't much about it. I have a feeling I'll meet them again.

Don Juan Matus ("Don" being the title) was, according to reports, a Toltec rep who taught Carlos Castaneda a number of things, one of those being of the "assemblage point" located about two feet behind the right shoulder. Shift this point, and one's perception of reality shifted accordingly.

This strange fellow you noted was lost, it would seem to me. Rather than rely upon his own bearing to guide him, he was relying on the words of others. Without the proper wisdom and understanding as to the nature of the actions one carries out, one can have unintended and unfortunate effects on others.

Yet, perhaps his actions were integral to his path, the paths of the loved ones he lost, those who taught him (directly or indirectly) what he knew, and you. The best one can do under such circumstances is analyse and learn for similar future situations.

Many interesting things occur in life.

Interesting story, peragrate!

Looks like I have a few too many! Thanks for reading Muvovum.