The Soul Redeemer: From Victim to Victory (35 page)

"Right."

"Let me ask you this," Joel said.  "How did Zera perceive the people?"

Nicole knew the answer without thinking.  "She thought they were card board cut-outs at first.  I'm not sure when she realized that they were real people, but she did come to know that.  I think that is when so much shame and guilt came on her."

"I'm sure she practiced on card board cut outs previously," Joel said.  "That is part of that program's protocol.  Practice, never knowing when or if the real will take place."

"Like Jonestown where they had practiced drinking the Kool-aid so many times before it killed them?"

"Exactly.  And then add to that the process of dehumanizing the people to the point where she probably saw them as actual card board cut-outs and had a hard time distinguishing between the two."

"That makes sense.  I have also been wondering if you can explain to me about markers.  I heard Dorothy say that most of the markers were gone, but that she was getting enough info for an upload.  What did she mean by that?"

Joel tapped his fingertips together as if he were thinking how to explain it.  "Markers are like flags or high places in your brain that are most often created through a traumatic experience.  The markers save time and are also helpful in identifying specific events or time periods during brain searches."

Nicole shivered.  "Brain searches.  Yuck.  She said most of my markers were gone.  What does that mean?"

"It means that Jesus has healed you from those specific traumas.  While you still have the memory of those events, your mind doesn't see them as "flagged" any more. 

"Trauma, pain, torment…these things have to do with fear which sets itself up as a mountain inside the brain.  God's love destroys the power of fear and levels those high places, not only in your mind, but also in your physical brain." 

"So when Dorothy said that the markers were gone but that she was getting enough info for an upload, that meant that she was still able to access my memories?" Nicole asked.

"That's right.  As God brought each memory into the light and you chose to deal with the truth and the emotions of them, Jesus healed you, and those markers no longer stand out to the programmer searching for them.  They show up just as any other memory would."

Nicole grabbed her head with both her hands.  "This is like science fiction!  How in the world is this possible?"

"Yes it is a bit like science fiction, but it's a reality and most people have no idea these things are possible.  Do you want me to explain how this works?"

"I guess I do.  It's a little hard to believe, but maybe if I understand it better it'll be easier."

Joel nodded.  "Technology has progressed at an alarming rate, so the devices they are using now are completely different from your own model." 

He saw Nicole wince when he used the word model.  "I'm sorry, I do not mean to dehumanize you, I'm just thinking in programming terminology right now." 

She nodded and he continued.  "I'll explain in very basic terms how they accessed your mind and then how it is being done today."  She nodded again. 

"There is a device that consists of a cap that is placed on your head and is connected to contact lenses that cover your pupils.  Both are linked to a computer.  Through the computer, the programmer is able to stimulate certain parts of your brain where memory is stored.  The cap picks up your brain waves in the area of stimulation, and the mental pictures that accompany the memories are downloaded through the contacts into the computer.  If the programmer is searching for specific things, markers are helpful in locating them."

Nicole interrupted.  "How would they even know which markers are there?"

"They created most of them and they keep records of every thing," Joel answered and continued.  "The process of gathering of memories is called an upload.  Then they are able to take that information and download it into another brain through the reverse process."

"So my memories along with the pictures of those memories were placed inside Megan's brain," she thought out loud. 

"Yes.  Through the download, she can access information like memories, facial recognition, frequented places, schedules, and intimate details about your life.  She can calculate your mental processes and is even able to judge your emotional responses to some extent."

"That's how she's able to function in my life."

Joel's mouth curved in a half-smile.  "There is one thing she doesn't have," he said in a conspiratorial tone.  "She doesn't have your heart.  I believe that is why they were so upset when you disappeared.  I imagine that you were to be taken alive so that they could remove your organs and transplant at least one of them into Megan.  This would activate cellular memory which would be a booster to your memories that were downloaded into her, and would help her to function more effectively as you." 

"This just gets better and better!"  Nicole sighed.  "I'm not even going to ask what cellular memory is.  I just hope they never find me!"

Joel suddenly seemed to become aware that he may have said too much.  "I'm sorry if I have caused you despair, my dear Breeze.  Please forgive me.  I get so caught up in the wonder of all high level technology and its abilities that I forget to be sensitive."

"That's ok.  I guess it's good for me to know what I'm up against.  It all seems to go back to my trust in God.  I know that He's for me and I don't believe that He's done with me yet.  '
When I am afraid, I will trust in God
!'" Nicole declared then asked, "Are you going to tell me about the technology they are using now?"

"Oh yes," Joel answered.  "The most common approach now is to implant a small computer chip inside the brain.  Then they remove the lenses from a person's or clone's eyes and replace them with lenses that have another computer chip implanted in them."

"You mean like how they remove cataracts by removing and replacing the eye lenses?"

"Basically yes.  With wireless capabilities, there is no longer any need to connect that person up to a computer.  They are simply able to connect directly to the implants.  They can see everything the person sees and does through the lenses of their own eyes, and even record most of their thoughts through the chip in their brain. 

"One of the most disturbing things about this is that most of the victims have no clue that this exists within them.  The newest implants do more than just record information.  With this technology, they can control their 'slave.'  They can interrupt sleep patterns.  They can also upload thoughts into their minds through subliminal, unseen words or images that are flashed into their eyes and minds.  They can talk to the slave who believes that they must obey the voices inside their head.  And they are able to download the desired info straight into the subject, such as a clone."

Nicole covered her face with her hands.  When she looked up again she said.  "This is all so disturbing.  My heart is breaking for these people!  What can we do for them?"

"Good question.  That is what we are trying to determine and accomplish.  There are two factors involved here.  The people and the clones.  When Sam gets back, we'll talk about the next step in rescuing them."

Nicole caught her breath in surprise.  "You're thinking about rescuing the clones?"

"Yes, dear girl.  I believe that even though they were created outside of the womb, they are created beings that the Lord loves and who are being held captive by the evil one," Joel answered.  "Unless He tells us differently, we will strive to fulfill the great commission and the Lord's command to rescue those who are perishing and who are being led to the slaughter.   We will do all we can to bring spiritual as well as physical salvation, hope, healing and freedom to them as well as to the people."

"I can see that I need Jesus to work on my heart in the area of the clones." 

Out loud, Nicole prayed, "Lord Jesus, I don't know what to think about them.  But one thing I do know is that anger, hatred, bitterness and unforgiveness are not a part of Your Kingdom, and I confess that I have harbored these things in my heart towards Megan.  According to Your Word, I commit to forgive her for stealing my life away from me even though I don't feel like it.  I choose to forgive her from this moment on.  I ask You Jesus to forgive me as I forgive her.  I renounce anger, hatred, bitterness and unforgiveness.  I ask You to renew my mind and give me Your heart and mind for her and for every clone.  I ask for Your compassion, grace and mercy, and even love for them.  I choose to put on these new truths every time I feel the old emotions.  In Jesus Name, Amen."

Joel smiled.  "Well done, Breeze.  Now, do you have any other questions for me?"

"Just one that I can think of right now, sir.  You've mentioned my family and have specifically asked about my mother.  This may be a silly question, but do you know her?"

"Not specifically, no.  I knew her programmer.  And your family has been carefully tracked for generations because of the prophecy."

"What prophecy?  Oh, I do remember Sam saying something about that.  It was something about a girl who loved God so much that as she obeyed Him, He would crush Satan under her feet.  I remember because that's one of my favorite verses."

Joel raised one eyebrow as if waiting for her to finish. 

When he remained silent, she said, "It's hard to think of my mother being subjected to the occult and having a programmer."

"Nicole," Joel asked. "Who do you think is the fulfillment of the prophecy?"

She looked at him with a question in her eyes, and then realization began to dawn upon her mind.  "Joel, I know what you are inferring, but that just can't be!" 

"You, Nicole.  This prophecy was about you.  That is God's plan for you."

"I believe that is God's plan for every one of His people, not just me," she replied.

"I agree, but this prophecy was speaking of a specific plan and purpose.  You have been raised up for this purpose.  Can you deny that?" Joel asked.

"How can I accept or deny it when I'm not even sure what specific purpose you are talking about?  I believe that every time I'm obedient, Jesus crushes Satan under my feet.  I am going one step at a time and every step I take weakens the enemy.  Just think how much he would be crushed, bruised or subdued if every believer understood that concept!"  Nicole stated.

"I agree with you, Breeze, and that is why you have been chosen for the purpose of undermining and destroying the hold that Satan has on the millions of people who are entrapped within the occult and Illuminati prison, not to mention the zillions entrapped in any of Satan's snares.  I'm trying to help you see the larger picture here.  This is a big purpose, and it requires many who are willing to be obedient.  But there is something specific that God has set you apart to do." 

"I'm not opposed to that purpose and I agree with it and will do whatever God calls me to do.  I just don't see how that has anything to do with a prophecy about me."  

"You asked me about your mother.  I don't know her, but I did meet her.  In fact, I met you as well."

Nicole's eyes opened wide in shock.  Before she could say anything, he continued.

"Your mother's programmer and I were having lunch.  He told me the story about this little girl who had such great dissociative abilities that she went through the rituals and the wedding ceremony without any drugs.  That is virtually impossible!  The Illuminati had been tracking your bloodline because of the prophecy, and when you were tagged because of this unusual phenomenon, several top Illuminati officials attended the wedding. 

"My colleague told me that many in that coven had felt another presence in the room, and in the days after, many had visitations from angels of Light and were questioning their allegiance to Satan or Lucifer to the peril of their own lives. 

"I had heard of the ancient prophecy, and after hearing this story, I insisted that I meet you.  It was set up, and we met at the park.  Your mother was there sitting on a bench reading a magazine and watching you play on the swing.  I didn't speak much to her, just asked if I could push you.  She agreed.  The moment I looked into your eyes, I knew that the prophecy was going to be fulfilled.  I knew that Lucifer was not the creator and that his kingdom was going to fall.  And I knew in that moment that I had been serving the wrong master."

"That's a lot of faith to put in a little girl.  What if I had not chosen God?"

"I didn't think that far ahead.  And it wasn't like I was putting faith in you.  No!  That is not what I meant at all!  I'll try to explain. 

"It was as if when I looked into your eyes, I saw Jesus.  Whether you chose Him or not wasn't the point.  The point was that He suddenly opened my eyes like He did Saul's on the road to Damascus, and I knew that I had been on the wrong side.  I knew that you would have to be tested and tried, and it broke my heart because I knew what you would go through.  But when I left the park, I never went home. 

"I left the country, changed my identity and my spiritual allegiance, and then got to know the One True God.  I was thirty years old at that time.  After thirty years, I came back as a retired professor like I told you before.  I reconnected with those officials that I knew were trustworthy and have been working underground against the plans and people I used to promote and work with.  I have kept track of you and longed for the day when I would be able to meet you again."