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"The human beings have put them in authority, in positions of authority. The machines are preying on the kindness, the trust, the empathy, the understanding, the love of the human beings. They're using all of that to destroy them."
This was exactly my experience with my covert narc mother and with the whole family of origin.
"You can't tell the difference because everyone looks like a human being, but everyone isn't. When you see what they're doing, a human being will have kindness and compassion. The clones and the drones are machines. They are controlling and soulless. The human beings have compassion, love, and the clones and drones are liking that they don't have that. You can start testing around you to see if you are dealing with a clone or a drone or a human being. A human being is going to have compassion, love, understanding, and sympathy. The drones are only into murder, no kind of understanding, no kind of compassion, no kind of love."
Does this shock you? It's totally the story of my family of origin.
They saw very early on I wasn't like them because of how loving I was. In one early instance I had my arm around my mother and we were lying side by side in bed. She mimicked me, putting her arm robotically around me, but as soon as she got up she resumed immediately raging and shouting and causing chaos, as she had been the night prior before we fell asleep. She couldn't stand the peace, the tranquility, the love. It just wasn't in her nature and she revolted against it violently.
As a child I didn't know what was wrong, but I am sure now as an adult she was purposely trying to agitate me, to make me feel low-vibrational emotions in order to somehow energetically feed off the pain she was causing in me. I hated all the chaos and rage and violence and she knew it. What I hated is what I got. It didn't make any sense. She would assure me she was going to be considerate and change, but it was always in vain, and I just couldn't understand what was wrong.
Like I say, I know now without any doubt she was in complete control of what she was doing. It was deliberate and she relished what she was doing. She felt in total control, like Satan over me.
She would also rage and shame me to her mother as if I was so unruly and causing so much trouble. I wasn't at all. I just wanted peace, quiet, and love. Everything was always projected like that. I was accused of being full of anger for reacting to her angry outrages, pleading for the noise and dysfunction just to stop.
This is when I was very young remember so I didn't have any understanding whatsoever of what was going on and how to fix it.
I'm conveying/relaying this because I find the whole matter of these non-humans very deep, dark, and profound. You can say she was just a disordered human, but I know better than you do. That isn't true, and I've read countless anecdotes from others saying the same thing. They're not human. They're simply in human bodies. They don't bond. They are robotic, they mimic, they don't have any kind of rich soul, they are not passionate, they have a totally different spiritual configuration that is destructive, very envious, very violent. No mercy, no conscience, love of lying, gaslight, anything to better control and prey on the human. They use the human's unique qualities from God as weapons against them. They just loved upsetting me, hurting me, undermining me, controlling me, subjugating me... and on and on. I was preyed on by a non-human, simple as that.
