Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer

Be Forewarned, I am a Fey and Quixotic Creative Writer
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Saturday, June 27, 2015

Marlene, Marlene!

I have a deep voice and have had one for a long time.  When I was about 11 or 12 years old some of the men in my family's circle of friends would call me "Marlene".  This was in reference to the famous singer and actress Marlene Dietrich.  I reminded them of her and they reminded me of that quite often."Marlene, Marlene!"I did not think that it was anything bad, but as an adult now, I would not want older men calling my daughter "Marlene."  We were stationed in Germany '63-'66.  I have Germanic looks, I sort of resemble her.

Now, I wonder if "Marlene" is an alter personality moniker.  I am told by my angelic spirit guide that it most certainly is.  I believe that my story is similar to a Project Monarch story.  I have said this before in my blog.  After World War II the Nazi scientists came and worked with the US government.  They did experiments with mind control, drugs and sexuality.  I think it is possible that I was kidnapped, or an artificially inseminated baby...some strange story with famous parents or grandparens.  The mind controllers know how to create in  people multiple personalities.  I believe that since I was not born of my parents, that they had less compassion for me.  I believe both parents underwent treatment. Like I mentioned before, my father was in the  military and he was of German descent.  In the 1930's when he was a young boy there were Hitler youth (das Bund) groups in the USA.  I believe that he might have been in such and organization.

I know it sounds grandiose, psychotic, what ever.  My mother told me when I was about 13, "Your father is/was a very religious man."  The man Fred, who raised me was not at all religious.  His favorite joke was about the Virgin Mary slinging a rock at the woman caught in adultery.  I have concrete memories which cause me to  have suspicions about my reality.  I believe that my father was a religious leader in the Roman Catholic Church in the 1960's, as my parents came across as anti-catholic. ( I have memories).  If they had philosophical differences with my biological parents, that would make it psychologically easier to raise and exploit a little girl to adolescent  to woman.





This is probably a little prior to when the older men started calling me "Marlene."





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