Authors: David Morehouse
Psychic Warrior (39 page)
“No, not for this first session,” Mel said. “We'd like to see how quickly we can get on target, and after we do an analysis, we can decide from there. Does everyone agree?”
Lyn and I nodded.
“Okay, what's next?” asked the lieutenant.
“We need to discuss the target question,” Mel said.
Lyn agreed. “We need to make sure that we don't inadvertently get any front-loading. We need to get the parameters of the target without a description. That would spin us off target, theoretically onto some other place or thing, or maybe even some obscure aspect of the original target.”
“What's front-loading?” Bowerman asked.
I answered. “Essentially, we don't want to know things such as whether the target is male or female, dead or alive, missing or found, the suspected perpetrator or the victim. We only want a question that we can use to access the target with minimal psychic noise. For example, if the target was the location of stolen goods, we wouldn't want you to ask us to describe the location of the money stolen in Wednesday's robbery of the Wells Fargo Bank. That's front-loading; it drives us psychically in six different directions at once. A better target statement would be âDescribe the current location of an object'âthat's it!”
Bowerman's mouth dropped open. “That's it? That's all you want?”
Mel laughed out loud.
The three of us decided that we would work simultaneous solo CRV rather than ERV missions, each entering the ether without a monitor. For me, this was a risky endeavor; but necessary to prove the accuracy and validity of the
viewing product. Of us three, I was the only extended remote viewer; Mel and Lyn consistently used coordinate remote viewing, so the impact was minimal. Also, we wanted to conduct solo missions in part to rule out any suggestion that we'd collaborated or shared our results. If we worked in separate rooms and only compared sketches and data in the presence of third parties, we might still be accused of collaborationâskeptics will be skeptics no matter whatâbut a fair reviewer could see that we were not tampering with the data.
viewing product. Of us three, I was the only extended remote viewer; Mel and Lyn consistently used coordinate remote viewing, so the impact was minimal. Also, we wanted to conduct solo missions in part to rule out any suggestion that we'd collaborated or shared our results. If we worked in separate rooms and only compared sketches and data in the presence of third parties, we might still be accused of collaborationâskeptics will be skeptics no matter whatâbut a fair reviewer could see that we were not tampering with the data.
At nine-thirty A.M. Mel, Lyn, and I went into separate interrogation rooms and prepared for our mission. The rooms were crude by remote-viewing standards: the lighting wasn't adjustable, and we had to work from small metal desks and metal folding chairs. In each room was a large two-way mirror, from behind which Lieutenant Bowerman and anyone else he chose could watch us while we worked. I'm certain they watched out of curiosity more than anything else; it didn't hurt our credibility any to have oversight. (Perhaps if we'd had more oversight in Sun Streak the program would have done a little more.) The sessions were captured on video as wellâAmerica's first look at trained military remote viewers entering the ether and coming home again.
I took one last look at my tasking sheet and waved to Mel and Lyn as we disappeared into our respective rooms. I positioned myself at the table so that I was facing the mirror; then I closed my eyes and stepped into the ether. It felt great.
What is the greatest experience you can have? It is the hour of the great contempt. The hour in which your happiness, too, arouses your disgust, and even your reasons and virtue.
FRIEDRICH NIETZSCHE
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Psychic Warrior
is a journey through time and space. It is a private witness of one man's rise, awakening, fall, and rebirth. It is a testimony to life outside the physical dimension, to the gift of remote viewing, to hope for all humanity, and to the reality of those who would preclude you from ever hearing the message.
is a journey through time and space. It is a private witness of one man's rise, awakening, fall, and rebirth. It is a testimony to life outside the physical dimension, to the gift of remote viewing, to hope for all humanity, and to the reality of those who would preclude you from ever hearing the message.
This book tries to explain, with some degree of simplicity, a very convoluted and intricate story of espionage and spiritual awakening. I have labored carefully, striving in every regard to abstain from any act or reference that might be construed as less than honorable. Right, wrong, unjust, or fair, it is not my intent to pass judgment on my nation or my comrades. I tell this story as I saw it and lived it. You may draw your own conclusions.
Even the most seemingly sinister of those in the intelligence community do what they do because of their unfaltering belief in the “Mission.” The mission is to protect our nation against all enemies, foreign and domestic. It is
this passion that often drives them beyond the moral and ethical expectations of duty. It is the passion that prompts them to put aside all rationale, answer the call to duty, and quickly turn a former colleague into a hated target. I understand that; you should as well.
this passion that often drives them beyond the moral and ethical expectations of duty. It is the passion that prompts them to put aside all rationale, answer the call to duty, and quickly turn a former colleague into a hated target. I understand that; you should as well.
Out of regard for my former associates in and around the intelligence community, I've chosen fictitious names and, when necessary, disguised their physical characteristics. It is my desire to keep them clear of any unwanted attention. I have used the real names and identities of only three former remote viewers, my colleagues Mel Riley and Lyn Buchanan, and Joe McMoneagle who preceded me. They are included in the story, but this is my version of the story, not theirs. Any three people witnessing an event will provide an interrogator with three different versions of the same event. This is certainly true of descriptions of events spanning years of evolution and interpretation. For the sake of clarity and continuity, several meetings described in this book as a single event, in a single place, actually consisted of multiple meetings, in multiple locations, with multiple attendees. There is no intent to deceive by doing this; it is necessitated by space requirements. I beg your indulgence.
Thus came the first chilling words to Captain David Morehouse as he sat facing the program director of Stargate, the U.S. government's top-secret, psychic espionage program.
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“What we do here is train selected personnel to transcend time and space, to view persons, places, or things remote in time and space ⦠and to gather intelligence information on the same. We want you to become one of us.”
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his work is not a quest for faith in the unseen. It is not a plea for spiritual tokens or selfless offerings; it is a testimony to the reality of other worlds, of benevolent leaders, of creatorsâand, more important, of life beyond this physical existence and dimension. I could write volumes more on what I've seen in the ether, as could countless other military-trained remote viewers. It was commonplace for us to have spiritual experiences. We knew and accepted the reality of those things just as easily as we did the existence of missile silos, or Soviet submarines, or cocaine shipments hidden in the bowels of freighters. Our sacrifices were made so that you could know, as surely as we do, that there is much more around us than our physical eyes can see.
his work is not a quest for faith in the unseen. It is not a plea for spiritual tokens or selfless offerings; it is a testimony to the reality of other worlds, of benevolent leaders, of creatorsâand, more important, of life beyond this physical existence and dimension. I could write volumes more on what I've seen in the ether, as could countless other military-trained remote viewers. It was commonplace for us to have spiritual experiences. We knew and accepted the reality of those things just as easily as we did the existence of missile silos, or Soviet submarines, or cocaine shipments hidden in the bowels of freighters. Our sacrifices were made so that you could know, as surely as we do, that there is much more around us than our physical eyes can see.
I can say with absolute confidence that the gift spoken of in this chronicle is a precious and wonderful tool that we have been fortunate enough to see in our lifetime. I can also say, with equal conviction, that, like anything placed in mortal hands, the gift can be transformed into a curse that will plague mankind rather than serve, protect, and advance it. This will be my fear so long as remote viewing remains a secret weapon of the Defense Department. The choice is ours. The secret is out: remote viewing exists, it works, it has been tested, proven, and used in intelligence for over two decades. The recent government admissions concerning the use of psychic warfare are crucial, irrefutable
testimony that what I have said here is the truth. The government of the most powerful nation on the face of the earth has admitted that it knows humans can transcend time and space to view distant persons, places, things, and events, and that information thus gathered can be brought back. I hope you comprehend the significance of that information.
testimony that what I have said here is the truth. The government of the most powerful nation on the face of the earth has admitted that it knows humans can transcend time and space to view distant persons, places, things, and events, and that information thus gathered can be brought back. I hope you comprehend the significance of that information.
Great sacrifices were made to bring the reality and knowledge of this gift to the world. It's up to you, the people, not to let it slip back into secrecy for another twenty years. This old soldier is going to swell with pride as I watch my children give all they can to human progress and the understanding of spirituality. They go into this life armed with the ability to see what others don't. They have an insatiable appetite for the answers that will illuminate our deepest anxieties, frailties, and hopes. The quest for knowledge is not over, and in the ether, nothing is ever still. They are the new warriors ⦠watch for them.
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Without jumping into a full-blown explanation of coordinate remote viewing, coordinates, the matrix, and so on, let me just say that the numbers assigned to a target are inconsequential; they are randomly generated and assigned. What, how, and where they come from means nothing. However, once they're assigned to the target, they become an address for that target (wherever it is) in the matrix of the mind.
The theory stems from Dr. Carl Jung's concept of the “collective unconscious” of the human mind. If an individual is cognizant of the target, or aspects of the target, and then assigns a number to that target, then, in theory, those numbers will represent an address for that target (or for the knowledge of it, or for the concept of it). These coordinates make the target accessible to any human being capable of entering an altered state and searching for that particular address. In theory, and practice, if I am given the coordinates of 12345 67899 on Monday, and if those numbers are assigned to a hidden bag of rice, I should be able to describe the bag of rice and its surroundings. If Mel is given the same coordinates on Tuesday, he, too, should be able to describe the same bag of rice. If Lyn were given the coordinates one year from today, in theory, he would be able to describe the same (now moldy) bag of rice.
You see, the numbers mean very little. In earlier years they were in fact actual coordinates: Cartesian, grid mercator, or even latitude and longitude. As the years passed, it became clear that the numbers didn't need to pin the location down to some specific “earth surface” address. In fact, these forms of coordinates could even be limiting in some respect. The coordinates became computer-generated numbers, assigned to specific targets without any additional consideration.
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The drugs I was given were overwhelmingâa cupful every day by the time I left the hospital. I was on forty milligrams of Loxitane (a powerful antipsychotic), sixty milligrams of Prozac (an antidepressant), six milligrams of Cogentin (to offset the tremors caused by the Loxitane), and thirty milligrams of Restoril (a tranquilizer). Most mornings these drugs knocked me to the floor. Although I didn't have any dissociative episodes or trips into the ether, I spent day after day in a fog.
PSYCHIC WARRIOR. INSIDE THE CIA'S STARGATE PROGRAM: THE TRUE STORY OF A SOLDIER'S ESPIONAGE AND AWAKENING
Copyright © 1996 by David Allen Morehouse.
Cover photography by Glen Gyssler.
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St. Martin's Press hardcover edition published 1996
St. Martin's Paperbacks edition / January 1998
St. Martin's Paperbacks edition / January 1998
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eISBN 9780312964139
First eBook Edition : October 2011
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Library of Congress Catalog Card Number: 96-3085
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