Human on Earth: notes on mind control

Humans on Earth: notes on mind control

by Jon Rappoport

October 5, 2016

(To read about Jon’s mega-collection, The Matrix Revealed, click here.)

Beyond efforts to survive, humans have been plagued by mind control since the dawn of time on planet Earth.

Richard Jenkins, the extraordinary healer with whom I worked in the early 1960s, wrote me notes on this subject:

“In the mind, there are landscapes of struggle, scenarios of defeat. You could call them collective memories, but they’re more like self-propelled inventions. People create them as myths to explain their lives. In these impressionistic scenarios, the ancient Greeks gave birth to their gods, to Fate, to the idea of excessive pride, to the notion of downfall, to a whole host of conclusions about the limits of success…”

Jenkins talked a great deal about liberating his clients from these “thought-forms.”

“All forms of this kind,” he wrote, “are composed of ‘captured energy’. The energy is of a lower nature. It feeds into the end of civilizations. Civilizations are visualized as temporary…as collapsing.”

I found his comments particularly interesting in light of the fact that Richard worked with a number of people attached to the United Nations in New York.

Roughly 30 years later, I worked with the brilliant hypnotherapist, Jack True (many of our interviews are included in my collection, The Matrix Revealed). Jack had also found these scenarios in the subconscious of his patients. He worked to “neutralize” them, as he put it.

Jack wrote: “When people place these scenarios/myths/archetypes in their own minds, they’re particularly vulnerable to secondary kinds of thought control and propaganda, because they’re already committed to struggle ending in defeat. This is their basic nagging glimpse of the destiny of society and the world.”

It is through intense long-term creating, imagining, inventing that the individual begins to catch on to another way of viewing life itself; dynamic, ever-expanding, filled with the electricity of consciousness on the move…

Then, defeat is not a possibility, is never final.

The Matrix Revealed

Can you grasp this, sense this, enter this?

Speaking from my own experience, during 78 years of this incarnation, I’ve vaulted a number of moments when ordinarily, all was lost. I refused to accept what was ordinary, stable, enclosed, grossly limited. I decided to shove in all my chips and roll the dice on the creative force I had glimpsed in others—and assert my own. Time and time again, I emerged from my own impasses. I moved higher and deeper.

Somewhere in every one of us, there is an unquenchable fire of creation. We can deny it for a million years, but it will eventually surface and transform our lives.

The humdrum pulse will stop. The clouds, the sky, the caves underneath the Earth cannot contain the scope of our consciousness which is writing the endless poetry of our existence, larger than any myth, larger any previous hope.

We are far more real than real.

We embody this fact in our eternal imaginations.

Jon Rappoport

The author of three explosive collections, THE MATRIX REVEALED, EXIT FROM THE MATRIX, and POWER OUTSIDE THE MATRIX, Jon was a candidate for a US Congressional seat in the 29th District of California. He maintains a consulting practice for private clients, the purpose of which is the expansion of personal creative power. Nominated for a Pulitzer Prize, he has worked as an investigative reporter for 30 years, writing articles on politics, medicine, and health for CBS Healthwatch, LA Weekly, Spin Magazine, Stern, and other newspapers and magazines in the US and Europe. Jon has delivered lectures and seminars on global politics, health, logic, and creative power to audiences around the world. You can sign up for his free NoMoreFakeNews emails here or his free OutsideTheRealityMachine emails here.

2 comments on “Human on Earth: notes on mind control

  1. Joy says:

    Jon…THANK YOU! This is prime affirmation for what I decided for myself just a few minutes ago! You beat me to the punch in actually writing down the words. This may sound funny, but I am now printing your words to paste them in my journal, and I will outline the page with hot pink!

    I, too, have vaulted many moments when all seemed lost, only to find that they were precisely what called forth my imaginative, creative powers. I, most certainly, will not give up now, no matter how surreal and dire life’s circumstances within the Matrix appear to be as the dream is unfolding. I will not do this “in spite of” what is occurring, but precisely because it is.

    What an amazing time to be living as human being on planet Earth, and I am ever so grateful that I am here with you!

  2. Oh yeah…your such a smart guy.
    I would have liked to have met him (Jack), he must have been an interesting friend for you, at that time in your life.

    Tell me; what do you think about Syria?

    A little nonsense poem for you. It’s about images…sort of…


    There’s a city above the city, roads held up like elephants in a Dali.

    The forever searching, and aimless movements from one to the other.

    Looked on, as a monkey riding a dog.

    I’ve dreamt a million dreams and remember them all,

    my mind laid out in the other.

    I have a taste for the macabre; it seems that way, from the many times I have been


    Caught in the meat grinder of imagination.

    And there in, Galangden, through streets of morcabady.

    And throws sound, siren at the gnostacasity of Malendin’s eyes and Sorten’s true.

    And from a stormcast of the meridian of Montcarneb, a moonbreath from a seer will

    unite against the middle, and basilisks of basalt, harder that it all,

    will collapse…under the weight of that great load.

    The city now all bent and twisted up through a hole in the world.

    A new thing begins, and the house never falls, but is retimbered in the next.

    And when I die I will go there and live it; under the dream exhausted.

    And it fades back into the Om.

    And I will be lost in the belly of a viewer.

    Food for a dream.

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