Chapter Six: To all the deep state CIA psychos I loved before; XFiles
CHAPTER SIX
TO All the deep state psychos I've Loved Before
PSYCHOS: John, Durrell, Steve and Sam
AND THE XFILES
July 31, 2018
Edit April 9, 2020
We marry our handlers
Life with Psycho Sam, MKULTRA mind control expert 1992-2016 was horrible. I remember the first time he asked me to move in with him, I ran out of his condo screaming “I am not going back”. I saw my horrific life with my mother in Miami flash before my eyes. That was my first impression. Trust your first impressions. Sam was a trained expert in Mind Control and a 33 degree Satanist, fake Christian. We marry our handlers.
I married Sam in 1997 at the county courthouse in San Diego, November 7, 1997. I remarried him again at Shadow Mountain Church Aug 1, 1998. I met Sam when John sent him to me at the San Diego Marriott when I was playing at the club called Kicks. I sang to everyone but Sam. He came back the next night when all of Mission Valley was flooded; he was the only one in the club. I talked to him about Jesus. He was a fake Christian, a Satanist in disguise. Like the Freemasons who run the churches and sell a “version” of JESUS, who does not need to be sold.
What was odd was that God told me I was going to meet someone who had a white Jeep and two children a boy and a girl and who had a bad divorce and bad relationship with his ex. When I met Sam, he talked to me for hours in the club. Then he invited me out to lunch the next day. He drove up in a white Jeep. I proceeded to tell him about who he was and about his two children. Now I wonder if it was just a radio frequency that they sent me through the implant in the back of my head. You see, I told the band members I was leaving John and he had to make sure there was another Satanist handler that would keep me in check, enter the Satanic VanHoosers.
Sam was a CIA MKULTRA mind control expert, trained at John Hopkins. He said he was trained as a DRE (Drug Recognition Expert) at Johns Hopkins. He worked for Carlsbad PD. He had an AA in criminal justice and was adept as a lying POS jailer, NLP interrogator, detective, sheriff and EMT.
He was also a freemason Satanist rapist. He had been accused of rape at the PD, but his Captain defended him. Psycho Sam was a dirty cop who was involved in drug and sex trafficking. Sam was also a drug addict.
When I met Sam, he said he didn’t drink and presented himself as a standup hero. He was anything but a hero. Sam was complicit in the murder of Heather O’Rourke from Poltergeist. She grew up in Santee where Sam’s father was a deputy sheriff. Sam also told me that Santee was his beat at one time. I believe Heather was marked for sacrifice from birth.
Psycho Steve Xenos III
Steve Xenos was my first husband, or second husband, if you count being married as a baby in a Satanic ceremony to my evil brother John. Steve was deep state CIA. He got me pregnant around May of 1983. I knew it was twins. He promised me that we would have the twins. But after two months of therapy, going to a therapist (the rapist) suggested by his evil family, he said he did not want the babies and that I needed to get an abortion.
Steve betrayed me. Just like every man who John and Durrell put in my life. I was against abortion. I would never have had unprotected sex with Steve because abortion was against my morals. After impregnating me Steve gave me this choice. Abort your children at this facility in Newport Beach (to which he gave me a money order) or my parents will FRAME you with drugs and throw you in jail for 25 years, and they will take the babies and raise them on your own. You will never see them, you will die in jail. They had the clout to do this.
This was what John told them to say, John wanted the twins. I never forgave Steve for that. So, ask yourself, how I did end up marrying Steve, the following year? That is the nature of MKULTRA, trauma bonding to my handlers. We MARRY our handlers.
When I moved in with Sam, I was still talking to Steve. Steve also attended college in San Diego, which I think was the college and right off of Waring Road. I lived at 4968 Waring Road, in the Tennis Townhomes, one block from College Avenue. Steve told me that his mother went to college with him in San Diego and cheated off him, all liars and cheats.
When I tried to tell Steve I was getting remarried, he wouldn’t meet with me. Steve was a full on alcoholic, like Durrell and John. Steve sent me a black guitar with my name engraved on the pick guard, only he spelled it wrong. Shepherd instead of Shepard. Steve knew Durrell and John. John knew my name was changed to Shepard, yet when I contacted him 30 years later he pretended he didn't recognize my photo on my email, or my name. What a POS John. How PSYCHO are you?
When I got the guitar from Steve, I took the pick guard off and there was a drunken message scratched on it that said that he would always love me. The nicest thing he ever said. I did not, however, take the guitar with me when I left Sam, it is gone for good.
In 2017 I had a telephonic conversation with Steve in which he verified to me that John was my biological brother. My agent who I had an affair with. I shouted "what the fuck is wrong with you people? I slept with him and fell in love with him?" Steve said "well you didn't know Penny" He said "are you ok? You sound upset" I said "I am fucking upset". One month later, after that disclosure, Steve mysteriously died of a heart condition.
When I divorced Steve, I was arrested and jailed for a DUI. The COPS are OWNED. I had returned from an all day trek in Malibu at the seaside house of a songwriter. It was a three hour trip back to Mission Viejo. I had been plied with wine all day long at the beach house. I was arrested one block from my house, as desired.
I was sentenced to spend 48 hours in the jail and to go to months of therapy and AA meetings. I was not an alcoholic. I decided to stop drinking and I did. No desire nor cravings. My husband Steve was an alcoholic; he died an alcoholic at 63. Steve never got arrested, CIA has its privileges..
I checked myself into the Santa Ana jail on a Monday. The police said, why didn’t you come on the weekend, now we have to put you in population. It was their plan all the time. I was a singer, so I had to work on the weekends. Who checks themselves into jail anyway? That was in the 80s. I had no violations since then.
Santa Ana jail was and is controlled by Illuminati, as are all jails and as is our present government. Steve’s office was located in Santa Ana on 17th Street. He worked for his MOB CIA family. His parents were MFCCs, marriage family crisis counselors who knew EVERYONE.
Steve’s dad went to Hollywood High with Carol Burnett. He was a cabinet maker, a studio musician, sax player, who toured with various jazz bands and performed in the military band. He then became a teacher and finally a psychologist. They lived in CIA Palos Verdes; they were wealthy elite Satanic pieces of shit. They called theIr business, which Steve ran, the human resource center; I was the human resource.
When they thew me in population there were 25 women there. There was a murderer who was on the bottom tier of my bunk. They called her “moms”. I found myself in population with gang bangers, drug dealers, mS13, thieves and prostitutes, as I was now categorized as one of them, on a misdemeanor traffic arrest.
In 2016 leaving Psycho Sam in San Diego
When I finally left Sam, history, of course, repeated itself. Sam told me I would be arrested and made homeless. He is not a prophet, just a Satanist Illuminati CIA piece of shit that now, hopefully, is dead. He is part of the “boys in blue” club and his brother John Mengele, is the black pope in charge of entertainment and has ally’s in every PD globally.
So of course, I was arrested in Reno, because the police were following me, as Sam said they would be. They said I was speeding, in a region where the limit was 75 miles an hour on the freeway. In the jurisdiction of the town of Fernley, which makes its living off of jailing speeders.
When the police pulled me over, I was still in a heightened state of fear after leaving my husband of 26 years. I lived with Sam for five years and was married for 21.
I had just taken prescribed “legal” pain medication when I was in the car. I had slept for four hours at a Reno Motel 6. I dragged my only possessions, which were four boxes of clothing up two flights of stairs with broken ribs and a left leg that was not working. I was dragging my left leg like Igor. I had been drugged so badly when I was with Sam that I was walking on a walker in adult diapers. The doctors told me I needed two knee replacements, but I decided fuck it, I am out of here. I left Sam after being married for 21 years. When I tried to leave Sam broke my ribs.
The police took six months to falsify my blood test after first telling me that it came back and indicated that I had smoked pot. I said, that is impossible I don’t smoke pot and I wasn’t around anyone that did. My lawyer apologized and said this had never happened to him before. Right.. Sure it hadn’t. Then they took additional time to falsify what ever results that they had regarding me taking legally prescribed pain mediation. This is the assasination of character of a marked MKULTRA.
Psycho Steve Xenos, CIA MOB geneticist and
Johns pal Eddie Valen
After I got out of jail in 1989, the first time I was ever in jail, when I was with my asshole CIA husband Steve, I returned to the house in Mission Viejo. I had wanted to put as much distance between Steve and myself, so I looked for a gig on MCS, owned by Sterling; another Satanist, who definitely knows John. Sterling referred me to John's band Stinger. I found the gig they wanted me to.
I was then instructed to go to Lake Havasu, to gig. There I was introduced to a 6’3” singer named Eddie Valen, a Portuguese man. He was basically illiterate. He had a manager, who for sure knew John. All the Satanists know John, he's the black pope.
Eddy was also instructed to impregnate me. When I became impregnated in August, Eddie returned to California to meet with his handler when the “deed” was done, to let John know the job had been completed.
Then Eddie took me from Parker to meet his parents in Valencia. Eddy said he was going to marry me. He was not. He was a pathological piece of shit liar and still is. His mother was so happy. His parents lived on a couple of acres and had rolling birds that rolled down the lawn.
I contacted Eddy recently, tracked him down after 30 + years. He had moved to Missouri. I wondered why did all my old band mates matriculate to shitty Satanist Branson. I told him John took my fetus. He said “don’t judge people for their religion.” I was like what the fuck.
Eddy is still a pathological liar and freaking lounge lizard; He has a son now. I hope to God his son is nothing like him. I wondered what did he get for selling my fetus to John? Points in the Illuminati? I do know that a year after they took my twins Eddie was gigging at Sams in Vegas. So there’s that.
When I met Eddie the gig in Parker was for two months, right outside Lake Havasu, again. My life is a circle of nightmares. Durrell was my manager in Florida, New York and CA and he sold me in Lake Havasu.
Interestingly enough Durrell bought a house in Lake Havasu, in March of 2016, right when I left Sam. I was at that house in December of 2016 thru Feb of 2017. There must be some heavy shit and tunnels under Lake Havasu as Disney’s architect designed the streets in Lake Havasu, meaning there are deep underground military bases there.
Also, McCullough, the chain saw heir, who basically founded Lake Havasu, brought the London Bridge which was falling down in London, to Lake Havasu. It was thought that he did it to make Havasu a tourist attraction, but I am certain it had some freemason magic illuminati connotation and was an effort to pay homage to the Queen reptile of London.
Disney frequented Havasu, as did all his Satanist pals. Havasu is an international summer home to the elite. Disney was 33 degree Mason, Satanist, MKULTRA maker and pedo.
I worked for Disney, many times, Christmas parties and corporate events, many New Years. I also worked at the Cactus lounge and the Tomorrowland Stage. Not sure how far that is from the Satanic Club 33 where they probably serve human meat.
After I was pregnant, we returned to Eddys CA residence where Eddy then tells me we can't get married and he says his manager said we could not be together as it would hurt his shitty career. So, I was returned to my ex husband Steve in approximately September, I believe I was one month pregnant.
I had divorced Steve a few months earlier, in 1989, by utilizing the services of a paralegal. I left with nothing, as usual. After this next “second” abortion, fetus snatch, when I moved out, I had a small amount of furniture which I put in storage when I went on the road in Stinger. John was my agent.
When I arrived back home, pregnant, in August- September Steve asked me to marry him again. I said, “didn’t I just divorce you?” I declined to be remarried, because Steve was a cold hearted mother fucker. Now I know he was a pedo and gay. He slept with his lover Tim, who lived with us on and off. I had no idea whatsoever what was going on or that I was being traded from one handler to another like an illuminati playing card.
Tim, Steve's lover, was a drug dealer and he must have assisted Steve with his experiments. In addition to experimenting on me, Steve took my DNA and orchestrated the taking of my viable fetuses. Steve also facilitated the microwaving of me with Direct Energy Weapons.
When I was pregnant the second time, by Eddie, I returned to the same Planned Parenthood in Newport Beach, the MKULTRA Program, where again, they retrieved another fetus from me. So, September of 1989, fetus retrieved. John’s son was born eight months later in 1990. No coincidences. Ever.
Handeling the Handlers
We are instructed to marry our handlers. My second husband’s name was Michael, but he went by Sam, Uncle Sam, psycho Sam. I referred to myself consistently as a POW. The things that happened to me in that house could only be equated as living in a house of horrors with a raging addict and psychopath, or perhaps living in Hell itself. Just like with Durrell. Durrell beat me, gave me a black eye, broke my ribs, raped me and sold me to other men under MKULTRA to rape me and photograph and film me in deep porn. I was then erased.
I wonder if life is like this on other planes of existence. This Earth is definitely not the only planet in this galaxy. For every grain of sand on this planet there are infinite galaxies all populated. Therefore, there are many Earths. Earth has many parallel earths, parallel universe theory. I am uncertain if this is earth one or earth two, but this much I know, this is a shithole prison planet.
However I got deceived into coming back to this realm after John suicided me in San Diego, I will never know. I know that for a long time I prayed that there was a REAL John, ANOTHER JOHN, not my evil brother John, somewhere, the one who I actually love and who actually loves me.
I know I have been tricked by the villainous John here on this planet, into thinking he IS the John I love. The John who was my agent, who goes by Satan Yahweh, who is twinned with Michael Aquino, church of Satan, Temple of Set, the John that I found out in 2017 is my brother, is a cold blooded reptile.
Movies are real strategized military intel
The XFiles
The Xfiles was started on a wiggy case of xenotransplantation filed under X in the file cabinet
The Xenos family were covert CIA agents who practiced xenotransplantation (named after their family). It is the transference of genetic materials from one SPECIES to another.
David Ducovney looked like Sam; Sam was born Nov 4, 1954; Gillian Anderson looks like me. I was born Aug 11, 1958, Gillian was born Aug 9, 1968.
Send in the clones Don't bother they're here:
I know that John has a clone army. He showed me one at a Starbucks before the NSA triggered me electronically and had me locked up in a crazy house for a year.
In the XFiles “Lost Art of Forehead Sweat” Season 11:4 there is also another clone of John depicted in this show. It is about the Mandela Mengele Effect, wherein parallel universes, time travel and the Mandela Effect are attributed to Joseph Mengele, my actual family.
The man with the thumbs up is playing Thaddeus Q, as in Carl Thaddeus Mengele; is HE Q? Is John my brother John Q Public.
The Lost Art of Forehead Sweat is full of MKULTRA Codes, which are specifically related to me and my Mengele family. The entire last season of the XFiles, Season 11, is telling the truth about earth, Hollywood, pedos, Illuminati, and the DRAGO reptilian secret government which is sacrificing and eating humans and drinking their blood.
The character known as Thaddeus Q shows up at the Presidential inauguration. John was at the inauguration. John works with the Presidents and Popes, with the Queen and Hollywood Elite.
Below is a clip regarding the Character Thaddeus Q from the XFiles
The XFile is real militarized strategized intel. More on this in another posting.
San Diego
I was drugged in San Diego for over 20 years by a plethora of asshole doctors and they told me I was crazy; I was not. They prescribed over 7 hallucinogenics and then told me I was hallucinating. What super CAL- a fragile logistics expe-Al-a doicious team of NAZI MKULTRA handler liars. They told I needed two knee replacements. They were all CIA liars.
After I left Sam I went to my brother Rob's house in Ill and Annoyed (Illinois).. I began healing and I started jogging. No knee replacements needed right?
I reached out to my handler John, who as far as I knew was the agent I had in the 90s that I had an affair with and fell in love with.
Everyone in my family yelled at me “WHO IS JOHN?” Rob said it to me, he screamed it at me and now I know he knew John his whole life. Durrell said it to me, and he grew up with John, my aunt said it to me. I began to understand everyone who asked that question ABSOLUTELY knew him. MKULTRA CODE; probably utilized to return me to him.
I slept with John in the 70s; he ran into Durrell's car in Miami on Biscayne boulevard when I was coming home from the Racquet club with my school mate "handlers" Robin Lion and Jeffrey Lodin. He was driving a Tbird. I was driving Durrell's cord. He erased me.
I slept with him in the 80s when he worked for WR Grace on Red Hill, he erased me.
Then when he was my agent in the 90s, I slept with him again. When I met him I knew he was married, but six months later.. somehow I forgot he was married.. How could I forget? He erased me.
What does Thaddeus Q do in the XFiles? He ERASES everyone's memory.
I have known for the last four years I was repeatedly ERASED for 58 years of my life. John and Durrell consistently erased me and reprogrammed me to forget John and each of my handlers when I left them.
I asked myself these questions over and over. Why did I love John. Had I married John and been erased and forgotten him? Or did they just program me in a room to think I married John? Or did I marry John at three.
The answers: yes all of the above. Yes, I did marry John in a Satanic ceremony as a child at three; yes they did erase me thru torture, drugs and electroshock; yes they did program me thru virtual reality in a room, the John programming and yes I was paired with John before birth, contrived by the Vatican.
When I was in Branson in 2017, after leaving Durrell's in AZ, I had a conversation with John on the telephone. I asked him if he remembered the pocket watch that I gave him. He had told me, after I gave it to him as a Christmas present in the 90s, that his wife Monica took the pocket watch from him.
Now in 2017 he answered my question slowly and deliberately “How could I forget.” I responded “well somebody is taking all your toys John.” I am the toy, only this time I was breaking programming and trying to take myself back.
I wondered for a long time, was he asking me “how could I have forgotten him?” Easily apparently John Mengele, you ERASED ME.
I had just started Shepard Entertainment Endeavors, SEE, when I was at Robs. I was guided to Alan Gresik, an orchestra leader who asked me to be his agent and personal manager. Alan was difficult, so I emailed John for his help.
John phoned me 20 minutes after receiving the email. He asks “Have you ever had an agent?” I say “Yes John, you.” He says “Penny? Is that you, I didn’t recognize the last name.”
Funny, since he and Durrell have never let me out of their sight for two seconds. John knew I was at Robs, because he knew Sam AND Rob and they both told him I was leaving. He knew WHEN I changed my name to SHEPARD, because Sam told him. It was John who has been behind every band I have ever been in. He knew the members in Way Out West, because he sent one of Prince's base players to sit next to me on the flight to North Dakota. That's WHEN I changed my name to Shepard, right before the country tour.
My band BackStreet, who he worked with, also knew I changed my name to Shepard in the 90s, and John visited me on my gigs with BackStreet.
So John, my epic lyin ass brother starts a telephone conversation with me after 30 years with an epic lie. When I tried to leave Sam, I contacted John to ask him for help to get OUT of my marriage, but he would not contact me; he posted something on facebook, saying he had grandchildren now.
I am now at my brothers, 6 months after I extricated myself from Sam, and I tell Alan Gresik I need help representing you, I don't want to pull this rabbit out of the hat.
I finally email John asking for help regarding Alan and I get an immediate phone call after my email and some fake assed "gee I didn’t recognize your last name Penny L.A. Shepard, or your PHOTO on your email".
I still believe it was God who told me at Emmanuel Faith to change my name to Shepard and never change it back. I believe that it was the actual God, JESUS who I have talked to all my life and who has saved my ass from the fire consistently and who still protects me. It was that GOD who instructed me to change my last name to Shepard and never change it back. Not John and Durrell’s voice to skull.
OCTOBER 2016, Algonquin Illinois
My handler Durrell suddenly wanted to get in touch me me in October 2016, and he had his son say dad wants to get in touch with you. I said I don’t want to talk to your dad. Then I decided to talk with Durrell, more than likely PROGRAMMING, because Monarch butterfly’s return to their handlers- John and Durrell. Then Durrell began calling me, at the same time John was. The tag team began again gangstalking and psychopathic love bombing by my Satanic deep state CIA family.
Durrell is 10 years older than John. John is three years older than me. I did not know that Durrell raised John in the Project and John and the whole family were in the Project. Thus, everyone knew each other and worked with one another. I was the only one who did not know. The only MKULTRA to remain in binding mind control for 60 years. That is one for the history books.
When the NSA declared me enemy of the State and I was locked in a crazyhouse for a year, I was told to watch Stranger Things. I knew immediately that Eleven was me. Evil Dr. Brenner, in the project who asks Eleven to call him Papa, looks a lot like Durrell. Durrell asked me to call him daddy, just like Podesta's video.
When I contacted John and Durrell, in October of 2016, initially I thought wow, these ex boyfriends, agents are there for me after 40 years; but in reality they never left my side. They knew each other and lived next to each other their entire lives, and never told me that they were related. They are copiously wealthy, they are the ELITE. I was their slave, entitled to nothing, ever.
Both Durrell and John knew where I was every second of every day. A base player I worked with in the band Big Business, under Durrell, had quoted Sting to me in the 80s. It was creepy. He said “Penny, every move you make, every breathe you take, every vow you break, every step you take, I’ll be watching you.” Well that was the message from Durrell and John.
Durrell knew my entire family, my mother, my father, my aunt, my sister, my brothers that I knew I had and the ones I didn’t know I had.
My husband Steve Xenos reported to John and Durrell. His best friend Bob was my brother and he reported to John and Durrell. My husband Sam reported to them.
These people are my family; men I married, worked with and for, slept with. CIA, NSA and NASA; somehow still responsible for me, perhaps, simply owners; because they did not pay for anything regarding me; they worked me to death, and they did not assist me; they simply disavow me as though they never actually knew me, and then they say I am crazy.
Whatever the Project parameters regarding me, they appear to be ALL IN regarding orders and protocol for the the assassination of my physical body and my character.
July 2018
Silk Stalkings
For some reason, now, though, after 60 years of erasures, they want me to know who I am. My handlers and family directed me to the behavioral facility in which I am presently incarcerated and which I cannot leave. They all know exactly where I am. I wrote a letter to John, on advice of my handler George Rodriguez, inviting him to Thanksgiving and telling him how much I loved him. Another MKULTRA order to make it look like I am stalking John.
John has stalked me my whole life. Now he can say I am stalking him. There was a woman here, named Christine, she was imprisoned for three years at Elgin for the criminally insane for stalking her lover. Rob warned me not to contact John, and told that in this state it is illegal to stalk another human.
That is very funny because John put me in the TV series Silk Stalkings. I performed background work in the episode entitled “The Mud Queen Murders.” The series was owned by Stu Segall Productions. Stu used to be a hardcore pornographer before he opened Stu Segall Productions in 1991.
I am sure Stu and John and Durrell and all their cronies have an abundance of pornography with me under mind control, as an unknown independent star. As one who looks a great deal like Irene Mengele, I am sure footage of me performing pornographic acts and snuffing out people, still garners a fortune on the open market.
Stu owns a lot in LA and a 70,000 sq. ft. lot in San Diego, where part of the facility is used for police and military training exercises under the operating name of Strategic Operations or STOPS.
This makes total sense, because I am an MKULTRA, super soldier; we receive military training via virtual reality, television, on set, in life, and through hypnosis and downloads to the implants they have put in our brains.
When I was three years old my mother made my brother David and I act in a taped production about Benny Siegal performing a robbery. My line was “How much did ja get.” She was trying to tell us that her Uncle Benny and Aunt Marion were Benjamin Siegal and Virginia Hill. (Marion, Virginia). Segall, is just a variant for Siegal. Same name.
When I was with Sam I told him I had a dream that I was going to see John again when I worked on the set with Gilbert Gottfried. Either a real dream, (nope) or they programmed me.
Then in 1994 I was called to work on the set of Silk Stalkings and Gilbert was there. I knew I had two weeks and John was going to ask me to rejoin my old band Stinger again.
Two weeks later, John showed up at the Montebello Inn, where I was performing at with my band BackStreet. I was living with Sam in San Diego, but I had moved into my own room. We were just friends, living together. I started seeing my drummer Andy, who had asked me to marry him.
At the Montebello Inn, Larry, the guitar player had put all of the plugs for our equipment in one or two outlets. Either the electricity was bad in the club, or this was how time travel happens. The lights started flickering on and off, and I remember time seemed to slow down. Roscoe admonished Larry for setting up the band badly. As my mic cut in and out and the instruments started and stopped and all the band members cracked jokes and yelled at Larry. I laughed and turned to Andy and said “Satan’s in the house.” Andy nearly fell off his stool.
We had been playing to the wall, meaning no one was there. I turned and looked into the darkness, and there was John. I turned to Andy and said “Shit, Satan really is in the house, John is here.” I said “I better go say hello to him,” and I climbed off the stage.
John was the only patron in the club. I approached the table. He had a black eye. He said “I bet I don’t look so good right now.” I put my hand across his face cupping his face in my hand. I said “You always look good to me John.” I asked him what happened to his eye.
“Did your wife do that to you for sticking your face where it didn’t belong?” John said “I don’t want to talk about my wife.”
John has been married for almost 40 years now. Sometimes I think he was talking about me, that I was his first wife who forgot him, and he didn’t want to talk about it.
He said “Do you like working with these guys?” Meaning BackStreet. I said “Yes, they are my brothers, they have my back.”
He then asked me to rejoin Stinger again, as I knew he would and I said no, because I knew I would fall in love with him again and sleep with him again and he was married. I always remembered the pain of leaving John. When you leave your handler, it alone is traumatic, almost like severing your own arm or killing your twin.
In the Series “No Where Man” 1995-1996 television series about a man, named Thomas Veil is erased. He ends up time traveling in parallel dimensions. They continually ask him about a negative of a photograph he took. He loses his wife and finds out his whole family are government plants involved in Mind Control.
The lead character looks like Durrell, reminds me of Durrell, and Durrell has a son named Derek. One of the shows is about a 10 year old blind boy who is a psychic called the Incredible Derek. Derek, Durrell's son, was born in 1985, he was 10 at the time of the series.
I was pregnant in 1983, with Steve the year before I was married. George Rodriguez told me there were four fetuses, he said one died. They were extracted in the MKULTRA Program in Newport Beach, CA, who got the viable fetuses? Two twin fetuses, I believe, were the Duffer Brothers born in 1984;
Derek, Durrell's son, was born in 1985. Also there is another boy I recently became acquainted with named Reb, who was born in Durham, in 1985, where the Duffers were born, who is a twin, who I believe has my DNA.
In the series, No Where Man, there is a scene where Thomas Veil (lifting the veil) is lying on a table in a lab. His potential CIA mate is in another room. They put a virtual reality mask on him and he is programmed to believe that his next mate is someone he cannot live without, he will die if he is not with her. Absolute mind control. When he meets her in person, they have already formed an unbreakable bond. She looks familiar and he falls in love with her. Perhaps that is what they did with me regarding both Durrell, and John. Absolute mind control.
LAST PHYSICAL ASSASSINATION OF PENNY L.A. SHEPARD
(Character assassination still ongoing)
Life with Psycho Sam, MKULTRA mind control expert 1992-2016
Last assassination:
Near the end of the 25 year op they microwaved me, so my mouth is constantly on fire. When it happened they told me I had something called FIRE MOUTH. Yes, FIRE MOUTH from a DEW, Direct Energy Microwave Laser Weapon.
I spent 6 months in total agony, all of the nerves in my mouth on FIRE. There was nothing to alleviate the pain. There is nothing you can do for nerve pain. They gave me drugs to addict me like Vicodin and Valium, and Sam gave me Oxytocin. This way, they could addict me like they addicted Prince and Tom Petty. Then when I overdose they can say well she was an addict.
Now I swallow “grit” 24/7. My mouth is still in pain and throbbing all the time. They think this is amusing. Although I can still sing, I can not perform full time.
When John was my agent working me 7 days a week, II became so hoarse, I lost my voice on a Friday night. It was SRO and lines around the corner. I could not speak at the end of the night. John called me and said “the boys said you were sick.” I told him I was just tired, not sleeping well because I missed him. He said “you could sing even if they dragged you through broken glass.” Well John you DID drag me thru broken glass; you DID microwave me; which everybody knows, because they are responsible, because they ordered it.
Maybe in the future, I will understand why they erased me, why the Military erased me, why the DRAGO Reptilian greed mongering psychopaths erased me and why they think its funny.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they think it is amusing that they have trillions of dollars, while they made me work two and three jobs, do their laundry, scrub their floors, cook their dinners, act as their secretaries, and they took ALL of my writings, books, poems, songs, videos of me performing, photographs of my entire life, so I was left from every relationship with absolutely nothing.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they think its funny that they raped me over and over and gave me to other people to rape me.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they murdered me and brought me back over and over again. Maybe in the future I will understand why they murdered my mother, said she was crazy and made her homeless, like me.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they think its funny that they murdered my brother, said he was crazy and made him homeless like me.
Maybe in the future I will understand why Sam told me they liquidated David's body, why they ATE him, drank hid blood and are wearing him as shoes. John owns a designer shoe company.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they think its funny that I slept with everyone they told me to.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they think its funny that they sold me to handlers, on this planet and on others.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they think its funny to target me with Direct Energy Weapons.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they made me assassinate the people they wanted me to.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they put me in pornographic films.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they think its funny that I am a mind controlled puppet and slave.
Maybe in the future I will understand why they think its funny to tell lies about me to all my relatives and former business associates and the world.
As for me, right now, well I simply fail to see the humor.
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