My Name is Jean Ann Eisenhower
and I’m a “targeted individual”- TI.
That means: at some point,
I got on a powerful someone’s shit list.
I was baptized and “confirmed” Mormon
but only because my mother made me,
but I’ve ignored the church I promised to respect,
and have even implicated it publicly in sexual crimes.
I allowed myself to be drawn into a sorority,
only after putting up a heroic resistance,
but they found my weak points, reeled me in,
and I deactivated two weeks after making my solemn vows.
I failed to honor my nation and keep its secrets.
Instead, I exposed the lies of the FBI
in a failed assassination attempt against my colleague.
I told the whole world.
The attacks on my life, begun in childhood
have accelerated over the decades, and now
accelerate through the years.
And it’s becoming unbearable.
Computer interference. Identity theft.
Phone tapped. Grapevine slander.
Home break-ins. Car sabotaged.
Amnesic medical and other events at night.
Biopsy scoop marks. Healed scars.
Taser burns. Drug effects.
Injection bruises. “Donut” bruises.
Tones and videos projected into mind.
Unconsciousness, missing time.
Unusual waking with tones or electronic vibrations.
Exhaustion, heart problems, heart attacks.
I wonder what to do.
Telling people goes pretty much nowhere.
The targeting people are a network,
with tentacles into the media,
churches, law enforcement, everywhere –
including the highest reaches of power in the world.
No successful response is likely to be political,
or legal, or even social in the mainstream.
I can respond emotionally, and I have.
And I work every day to heal my emotions.
I can respond philosophically, explore the meaning
of our world, beyond the crafted worldview.
I can respond spiritually, lift myself above the mire
of this world, in which children are sold
into experiments, fracturing their minds
and stealing their souls.
“How shall we then live?”
Rebellions will be quelled, activism misdirected.
Only in myself do I have any power,
and with my relations in the cosmos.
This is the shift I’ve been trying to make –
to design my life for less connection
to our material world, where I am attacked,
and more to the world of Spirit.
Perhaps it’s what the spirits have had in mind for me all along,
dogging me, provoking me,
driving me back
to their wilderness, away from the dangers of civilization.
Perhaps they are not evil beings, per se, who rape the children.
Perhaps they are simply creators,
slicing lower chakras of humans
for some worthy purpose, unaware of how it feels to us.
Perhaps they are my helpers
igniting a fire to move me, for a good I cannot see.
Or maybe my pain, our pain,
physical, emotional, and psychic,
is just a cost of doing business on Earth,
a cost born by us, but not personal.
Or maybe it’s a very personal challenge,
a spiritual challenge,
to see, through pain, beyond the illusion.
Maybe pain is the messenger
to wake up.
Those in pain may be the lucky ones.
I honor you for your authenticity, for saying what feels genuine to you. I have compassion for you and what you have lived through. I was hoping that you would have a salon again, but i guess that you are moving instead? I have learned to pray. A lot. Because its the only thing that gives me hope sometimes. I will keep you in my prayers. Blessings, IS.
Jean Eisenhower said:
Thank you, Illuminata. I agree with you about prayer, but I don’t do it often enough because – I think – of its association with religious ritual, which I believe I experienced with sexual abuse. So I try to always be in a state of prayer. Sometimes, though, when in dire need, I “forget” for days on end, and it’s dangerous – which makes me know that a ritual, a daily habit, would serve as a safety net.
I hope to write soon about the growth that comes of this. I’m actually feeling strong and good right now, but when I feel the best, I DON’T feel like sitting at the computer! So, for now, know I’m fine, and meditating on the goodness that comes through trial.
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Eochaidh MacDhalaigh OghaChruithne said:
Hi Jean, I’m sorry we didn’t get together when I lived on Market Street. I hope you’re feeling good. I respect you totally. But, I’m different. I love being on their permanent “Shit List” and them fucking with me, such as trying to kill me or set me up for killing Larry Link, David Ristovski, Mr. Tracy Sam, and maybe other such as Ken Hazard and James Young; trying to set me up on drug charges is even more satisfying. But, I moved to Tucson because my 10 year pound-rescue mixed breed dog has arthritis and can no longer to stay ahead of “them” when we hike around Silver City and the Boot Heal. But, they followed me, so I’m still having more fun than I thought possible. For example, as you know, they keep a file on us. But, they’re locked into that file and our responses to that file. So, knowing myself, I see them coming a mile away. It’s as if they’re all lit up with flood lights at noon on a cloudless day.
Anyway, I hope you get what you’re asking for: peace, happiness, WHATEVER. Me, I’m crazy and am having the ball of my life thanks to “them.”
Jean Eisenhower said:
Hi Old Acquaintance. I’m in Tucson now, by coincidence, but not for long. Write again with a way to contact, if you want.
I just read your post on the Sounds True website. I don’t have Facebook so I couldn’t message you there. The trauma you are describing sounds very similar to an account I heard on a podcast called What on Earth is Happening with Mark Passio. In, I believe episode 17 or maybe 18, an interview was conducted with ‘Neo’, a man born into the Old Religion. He details his experience and offers his help in counteracting the mind control (I guess he’s developed a method for dealing with the trauma). Maybe he can help…?
Jean Eisenhower said:
Thank you, Maije. I’ve heard his name and will look him up. Thanks again ~
Richard Lighthouse said:
I noticed that you visited our Texas TI meetup group. We would be honored if you could come to our meeting in March (Houston) or April (Fort Worth).
Hope you are doing ok.