Psychic Abilities
The CIA noticed that they can almost will (wish) me to do things. If they wanted me to go to the grocery store, I would eventually go - maybe not right away, but eventually. This type of event happened many times. (see spirits). I hit my only 2 home runs in softball, all in one game, because they were hoping for it. They also noticed that they could talk to me with their mind and I would respond in conversation format. For many years they were doing this with me, but I had no idea I was talking back to them. What I thought was happening was my active imagination talking to me and I would talk back, like in a conversation that I think we all do - where you'll almost have a conversation between yourself. You think, well I wish maybe we should do this, and something says well maybe we should do that. Really it's the normal thought process - the least I only know what occurs for me. I assume everybody experiences this when they go through their normal thought process - the logical thinking - a debate, if you will, in the head. Well, when they told me in 1999 that they were watching me, and that I was the guy in the Truman Show, I started thinking back to my childhood, and thinking about this active imagination, started realizing that maybe it wasn't my imagination, that maybe I've been seeing things going on, and not just talking to myself, but actually talking to them. I now have a better idea of when I'm talking to myself and when I'm talking to someone else, but it's still illusive.
Original Babe Circle: From February to April of 1999, I started experimenting with my psychic senses. It was really quite interesting. The realization came after receiving an email, from a high-school friend of mine, Nathan Leeman. The joke email made mention of having a second wife and babies. That night I had a dream in which an old girlfriend of mine, named Diana, had a baby boy and his name is John. Soon thereafter, shows and commercials on television gave indication that some ladies I used to know have been following me with the CIA, so the e-mail about the multiple wives didn't actually mean just Diana, but a whole bunch of other ladies whom I've met in my journey through life. I learned the number of ladies waiting for me was 42 from a Jay Leno monologue - I confirmed this with a bowling league friend (who is type 1).
So I started sending off guesses to Nathan in e-mail's, (another email rough draft) getting hints mostly from television. I figured out all 42 in about three days, so quick that Katie Couric was supposed to interview these ladies and the process of guessing the ladies, she was shocked to find out the game was over. This was so impressive, they were already envisioning the stud assembly line in hopes of baby-banging me so often I'd need to be fed intravenously. This was before we found out about the magic babies. Now, they'll spare the 15 minutes for me to eat conventionally.
The psychic experiments would continue for weeks. I communicated psychically with the ladies and continue to also communicate via e-mail to Nathan. Now Nathan almost never returned any of my e-mail. In fact, he claims he never even recalls any e-mail I sent him, although it was about 400 messages.
Something that started happening was the psychic "phone call". This is where anybody can call me up to say I'm here. Its main purpose is to just say high or that I want to be your wife. Many ladies called me up, some being celebrities during their interview with Jay Leno or David Letterman or Conan O'Brien, and some of the ladies being interviewed would call me up to say, "Hi I'm waiting for you - I want to be your wife." All they have to do is simply think "I want to say hi to Chris" and this experience would happen to me in which the signal starts off weak, and then grows to become quite intense as they come in clear, so it takes about 5-10 seconds for the phone call to fully ring to its maximum - felt in the top of the head. These calls mostly occurred in 1999 and 2000, but the growing frustration I felt from my show not ending weaned me from the sensation - that when a call came in, it made me feel like the "end" was coming soon, but that never happened, so I started treating these calls as a crank call - maybe not real, or that I simply do not want to be played any longer, so I basically took my phone off the hook for the past two years. I believe they have tried to call via this method, and I'm trying to be receptive (put my phone back on the hook), but it may be that I can no longer received this type of call - the wiring is no longer installed.
Another experiment consisted of a virtual sex romp with each of the babes that Katie Couric was interviewing, one at a time. This consisted of each lady throwing me up into the air, then slamming me on my back onto the ground like a WWE wrestling move, and then she would get on top and start riding me like a bronco. This will only take me approximately one second to transmit this visual movie to their mind, but as I understand, it's very visual to them - very memorable event. They were virtually using me for their sexual pleasure (I was actually transmitting though). Conan O'Brian became very curious when he heard what was going on with the babes (he was making a phone call to Katie Couric), and because I was moving so fast between the babes, Conan accidentally became the focus of my sex romp and poor Conan was virtually violated. I think the image was stuck in his head for about a week before he could regain his heterosexuality. So a projection which takes me 1 second (not that memorable to me) to transmit becomes very memorable (and detailed) to the recipient.
Then the Game started to inform me about the spirits in me. On nearly consecutive nights I would have a dream telling me a spirit that has been with me throughout my journey and prior to my morph.
Shortly before my morph, I had the feeling that someone was pointing a gun through my kitchen window. Extremely nervous, I darted out of the way of the window. I then realized it was one of the CIA marksman assigned to protect me, and was just keeping watch on me, and perhaps playing with me. I then learned there were seven marksman surrounding my house, staged in houses in my neighborhood. I only know this from psychic impression. I never visually saw one of them. They were the ones protecting me the night of April 26, 1999.
After my morph, my dependence on the CIA marksman was minimize. I could now protect myself, but they were still watching me as a backup means of protection. I felt one of them aiming a rifle, through a window, at a spot on my body, via the scope on their gun. They would just think the spot on my body and that's how I knew where they were aiming. They would then waiver the target on my body around - I would feel the spot changing. Then they would make a "pop" sound in their mind to indicate to me where and when the shot took place. This was a very interesting and cool experience.
After my morph, during my Level 1 journey, over the following two months, many people tried to kill me. There were between 5-30 FBI setup as "psychic comms" between us, similar to a real battle scenario. Anyone could plug into the network and they'd be online. I would send impressions to the CIA of a radar map that they would use to help protect me, at least to let them know where things are happening. As I understand, this image I send them, one which just comes to me psychically, is not very detailed to me, but when I send it to them, it becomes very detailed. They know exactly where these people are. Again the information I send them becomes magnified a thousand times over, similar to the virtual sex romp. This radar became very useful not only for gunmen hits, but also later, when guided missiles were being staged in my surrounding area in preparation to attack me.
Sometimes when I do spiritual sex. I will caress my virtual hands all around her body and touch her body parts to help stimulate her, also envisioning sexual penetration with the mind, getting her excited very quick - a double shot of spiritual sex - one shot from my sexual excitement (erection), and one shot from my sensuality via thoughts of caressing her along with the actual sex. On a plane ride to the Bahamas, a type 1 lady was set up to sit next to me on a plane ride. After some talking on the ride, I decided to try spiritual sex, but this time, without touching myself. I probably did this the last 10 to 15 minutes of the plane ride. Luckily the plane ride ended, because I'd look over to hear slight moaning sounds and see sweat dripping from for forehead. She couldn't admit it because she was type 1 and had to control herself, but I do believe she had orgasm. She was anxious to get off the plane into a more controlled environment because she was losing control real quick. It was a really fun experience, but close to a once-in-a-lifetime event, because it takes so much energy out of me to do this without touching myself. I'm sure I will try it again sometime though.
Blonde IBM Showbiz Club, an original babe - she didn't really like me sexually - she liked being in the group of babes - she was just along for the ride (literally). Once, in 99, I insulted her in an email, and she punched a pillow so hard it gave me a bloody nose. I felt the stinging sensation in the bridge of my nose, but it wasn't enough to cause drips from my nose. The next day, I was cleaning house and found crusty blood residue. I then realized what the stinging sensation was - the bitch gave me a bloody nose. She was a royal pain in the ass after that - became somewhat of a Black widow. She loved to kick me in my groin psychically, which landed damage points. I was hurting for a while. After a few weeks I got used to it. She was a real feisty bitch for a while, but then calmed down during my morph.
Another time - shortly after a pool tournament at Jackpot Junction (Jan 25, 2004), I met DM's girlfriend. Since I was mad at DM for being mad at me for no apparent reason, I decided to give him a reason - to initiate spiritual sex with his girlfriend. I don't think she was happy with the experience. I think she reached out and scratched my face in her mind. I didn't feel anything, but a few hours later, happened to look in the mirror, and there was a faint fine-needle-point scratch down my cheek, similar to those seen in those ghost scratching clips on Sightings.
I can drastically affected in my sporting events via the wish gene. I've played a lot of softball games, but my only two over-the-fence home runs occurred in the same game, while in the Navy, because my angels were hoping for the home run. Bowling is an interesting game, in that you can throw a perfect strike on one throw, but just 1 in. to the left on the next throw, and you get a split. Also, there's a lot of randomness in Bowling - sometimes the pins fall down, and sometimes they don't. This would be the perfect game in 2003 to let others affect my bowling, and give them every indication that I had split personality because I kept getting splits.
What has happened since 2002 is that ladies now call up via a chest sensation. In other words, they transmit their feelings (usually of want) and this is received as a chest sensation (sometimes my abdomen area) similar to when someone has broken your heart - the term "heart-break/ache". And it works the same way as the phone call but it's little more informative because the location of the feeling in my upper body indicates the feeling they're experiencing - embarrassment, love, want. I found the sensation very curious, but like the phone call, I just got bored and frustrated with it, and I haven't responded to any signals for at least a month now.
My psychic senses work very similar to the way John Edward's senses work. I've learned many things from his TV show Crossing over with John Edward.
Sometimes it's hard to believe my psychic impressions because the Game of Life sometimes plays tricks on me. I've been wrong many times about my impressions, maybe because of something called the timeline unravel, explained a little bit in the Game of Life. Scientific experiments have shown that ESP works. Let's say you have five cards. The probability of picking the right card is 20%, but if someone is telling you psychically which card to pick, the probability of picking the correct card increases to 20.1%. Scientists call this .1% a success - that ESP does work. TV shows can cut/edit to make John Edward look impressive. Some people want to criticize Edward's ability or lack thereof. Even if he is right only 1/20th of the time, that's 5%, which is far greater than the scientifically nominal 0.1%. He is an impressive 50 times better than the average. Whatever accuracy he has (I suspect > 10%), he's the real deal, folks. He's not a faker and trying to play guessing games.
From February 99 to July 99, I considered my psychic senses close to 100% accurate. When my angels abandoned me for a three-year delay, I started questioning everything. Some ladies I could have sworn were in the original base circle were telling me they had no idea what I was talking about. People I killed in level I journey were now alive and well. Confused by all this, I figured I must be mostly wrong. Now that I realized the Game of Life had unraveled my killing, and repressed the memories of some of my babes which recently recalled, this means I have been right most of the time - let's say 75% percent accurate. I'm very confident in saying that I am 100% accurate when there is impending danger around me.
I was so gone in '99, still in my level I journey, I even made the unfortunate mistake of calling SR's wife (GR) my wife. He didn't say anything to me at the time because the journey was still on-going (no one told me off for anything during the journey), but one month after the journey ended (and the unravel), he ripped me a new one for saying that. Of course, SR, being the loser he is, couldn't just forget that Chris ever made that slip of the tongue. Nope, instead, it probably lived on in his mind every day for the next four years with the thoughts of rape. It turns out, I predicted the future - GR has my magic baby. I said this wife thing about RO's sister, JO, and I believe he became a low-key type 6. He never mentioned it, and JO doesn't have a magic baby, but when I mentioned it recently, he remembered it all right. So if I say something weird, like I'm running for President or that I'm God, give me four or so years to let it mature.
In '99, I was gone - outta here, man! I said anything to anyone. After '99, I became very careful about revealing to anyone the impressions I get, yet very serious about what they're telling me. Sometimes, the impressions tell the near future of what people are saying and doing, usually the past, and sometimes, overhearing a conversation as it happens (rare). When I talk to someone in person, I verify the psychic information I've been receiving - the information from people in person is accurate and present and the most informative.
Most type 3/5/6s have a hard time believing I could write such a well written site - conveying incredibly complicated phenomenons in an easy to understand manner. They think I'm mentally ill and possessed by an alien or something. It turns out I've had a lot of help in my journey through life. My ENC1101 English teacher did me right in college, and she wants to do me later when my show ends. I got some decent DNA from my mother and father, but none of my family had the accomplishments or GPA I had. My edge - I have millions of spiritual angels helping me in my journey through life. They help me be smart, they've helped me act well around type 3/5/6s, and they helped me write my web site. My human angels are also telling me psychically what to write. Sometimes it's deceiving trying to distinguish between human/spiritual angels guiding me on the site.
It's my spiritual angels who help me be smart in life - a genius IQ. There are many types of genius. The crystal ball says I have a certain type of genius that will be unmatched, probably because I have that special edge thanks to my spiritual angels, who will continue to guide me in my journey called the Game of Life.
To sum it up... being extremely psychic and smart, in combination with millions of spiritual and human angels guiding, protecting, and informing me, and then when armed with the power of the force to do almost anything imaginable - this makes for one incredibly powerful entity.