psychoceramics: Fw: [CTRL] Black Mass

["Mark Pilkington" <m--@s--.co.uk>]

From CTRL, which can't be recommended highly enough as a source of perpetual hysteria.


>I received this from someone whose identity remains anomymous:
>_________________
>
>BLACK MASS
>
>        (Warning: This is graphic, it is not pretty, it is truthful.  Do
>not read this unless you have the proper perspective.)
>
>        DATE: March X, 1997 (Sunday)
>
>        LOCATION: Northern New Jersey, XXXXXXXXXXXX University Medical
>Facility, XXXXXXXXXXXX, New Jersey (affiliated with University of
>XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX).
>
>        The circumstances of my admission to the ER I will not explain
>here.  But, I couldn't believe they were holding me against my will for
>objecting to the blood testing and I had good reasons for the objection.
> The nurse had not used alcohol, by her own admission, I had a fast and
>very large bruise forming where she had stuck me, I was sorry I had even
>gone in there and it was a Saturday night now, I just wanted to go home.
> Many doctors and many nurses were continually telling me that they
>wanted to put me in a regular hospital bed, I still refused. I refused
>to sign anything and demanded that I be allowed to go as soon as
>possible.  I said I had litigation pending and could not discuss my life
>or health with anyone.  They wanted me to sign disclosures about this
>visit and the reports written then, I absolutely refused to do so.
>
>        They moved me into a cubicle in the ER away from the doors, at
>this point I didn't know even how to leave the facility -- I was
>confused about where the main door was because I had been moved around
>so much.  I kept demanding, very calmly, to be able to leave.  I claimed
>my vehicle was in jeopardy -- it is an expensive Mercedes, parked in an
>indigent neighborhood.  They sent doctor after doctor into the cubicle
>to see me and they put a constant black nurse in charge of guarding my
>cubicle and preventing me from leaving.  I begged a couple of nurses to
>get me canned sodas which they did (although they said it was against
>policies to do so).  This was just like prison -- unreal.  I claimed
>they were keeping me just so that they could collect the insurance
>money.  Food was bad, I could not eat it.
>
>        By 8 A.M. the next day, I had been kept up now 24 hours in the
>hospital ER under full lights, I felt physically very badly from the
>needle problems and my original assault.  During the night, two drunks
>had been brought into the facility.  One was about 60 or a little older.
> The second was about 40 and upset he had been brought in by police.  He
>wanted a cigarrette and he kept saying he didn't have insurance so why
>were they bothering with him.  I began to witness about 4 A.M. the
>second drunk with a short white blonde woman throwing or annoiting him
>with some liquid -- and she was either low level chanting or reciting
>some verse -- he began to get increasingly out of it.  I saw the same
>woman or a similar one doing the same thing to the first drunk, about an
>hour earlier.  I began to take an interest in what was going on.  I
>noticed the nurses were exceptionally nervous -- they still would not
>let me go even though doctor after doctor had "cleared" me.  I kept
>reasonably objecting to the situation and I was beginning to become
>deeply concerned.  The whole situation was frightening, not normally
>handled, and something was obviously going on that I didn't understand.
> I became concerned about this second drunk -- the first one was now
>totally out of it.  I began to peek at the situation and the nurse
>guarding my cubicle became enraged, she questioned me, you didn't see
>that did you, get back in there...she is, she is...The second drunk
>disappeared, they took him elsewhere.  One black nurse and I discussed
>the fact that things were not normal now, she warned me that things were
>going to get much worse before they got better.
>
>        But by 8 A.M. I heard some discussion about what they were going
>to do with me, it didn't sound promising.   I heard that I was never
>going to leave the hospital.  Suddenly, one of the blonde nurses came to
>me with papers to sign, I vaguely remember signing something to let me
>out, I remember trying to refuse to sign anything which would disclose
>the records, which earlier they wanted me to do.  I went unconscience
>from some drug, I assume this woman handed me.  Suddenly, I remembered
>all the ER lights were turned off.  I remember seeing the candles around
>the dying or dead first drunk.  I remember the blonde woman coming to me
>and forcing me to eat a seered piece of flesh.  I absolutely refused to
>do so.  She insisted, she said that IF I refused to eat it they could
>kill me.  I ate it, I remembered for hours, days the taste of this -- it
>was vile, it was vicious.  Then I remembered, the lights came on - I
>heard a loud whirrling sound of saws going.  I came to.
>
>        A black nurse guarding my cubicle accompanied me to the bathroom
>and as I walked there, glanced to the right and saw the first drunk's
>body.  This was horrible.  His eyes had been removed.  All his sex
>organs were removed.  His chest was opened, his heart had been removed,
>his lungs were still there.  In the bathroom I ran into some
>well-dressed white women, they were laughing, gay.  I was absolutely
>frightened to death, mortified.  I was really worrying about the second
>drunk now.  I was afraid that their motives originally may have been to
>murder others there that night, there were also a number of other
>elderly there and some handicapped.  When I walked back, I didn't look,
>but two hours later as I left the facility, the blonde woman presiding
>over the scenario accompanied me out of the building.  When I stepped
>out into the warm sunlight of the Sunday morning at about 11 A.M. -- I
>was very glad to be alive.  VERY glad.
>
>        I slept very hard for the next three days, I felt physically
>very badly.  About a week after this situation unfolded, I saw a
>therapist.  I asked her to photograph the horrendous bruise on my arm
>from the hospital's dirty needle.  She absolutely refused to do so,
>although I gave her a camera.  The bruise now was at least 4 inches in
>diameter -- huge.  Obviously the nurse had set-up the needle.  I took a
>photo of it, to the best of my ability.
>
>        I have not attempted to seek any medical attention since, no
>matter the more recent break-ins to my residence and more unaccounted
>for bruises and assaults on me.  I have considered looking up the obits
>on these men.  I have obtained some falsified doctor's reports about my
>visit.  My only recommendation to others who may also be enduring these
>assaults are that you should never sign anything and at least claim you
>have litigation going and an attorney.  Pretend to call him and keep
>that information going, as it turns out I really DID and do have
>litigation going against the federal government.
>
>
>(Anonymous posting -- reasons of obvious confidentialty and security)
>
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