I’ll Take My Truth Intact, Thank You

This is my first post in a week. What have I been doing since I last published? What I usually do: living my life; spending time with my family; talking with them, with God; reading; thinking; writing.

In fact, one week ago, on the 9^th, I took The Rape of the Mind by Joost Meerloo back off the shelf. Originally published in 1956, the book is subtitled, “The Psychology of Thought Control, Menticide, and Brainwashing.” I write, “back off the shelf,” because I had started reading it more than a month ago, got at least one chapter under my belt, then decided that I had too many books in process. (This is a regular cycle for me.)

Meerloo was a medical doctor and psychoanalyst who was part of the Dutch Resistance in World War II. He escaped to Belgium before the Nazis captured him, was nearly caught there, and then made his way to England, where he became a colonel and chief of the Psychological department of the Dutch-Army-in-Exile in England. He eventually came to the United States and was naturalized as a citizen, going on to testify in the court-martial case of US Marine Colonel Frank H. Schwable, who had broken under torture in Korea and “confessed” to knowledge of US bioweapon use there.

Anyway, on the 9^th, I woke up and immediately became convinced that I needed to start again with Meerloo’s book. I imagine that the further information I had read the night before about Fiona Barrett, who underwent horrific torture-based mind control conditioning (MK Ultra/Monarch Programming) by the Australian government when she was a child (ages 5 to 14, I believe) had something to do with this.

So, on the 9^th (last Thursday), I read the epigraph to the foreword of The Rape of the Mind and the first paragraph. That’s all. I got no further in the book that day, but I wrote pages and pages in my journal and talked Dennis’s ear off. Since then, I have read 28 pages. (This, too, has become part of a cycle for me. Check out the lists of books I have finished reading since 2019 [drop-downs under Word Collections menu item]. I’ve averaged 68 per year, but at the rate I’m going now, I’ll be lucky if I get through 45 before 2024 rolls around.)

These are the two lines with which Meerloo begins his foreword, and they are more important to me than I ever would have imagined because of what I had encountered about Fiona the night before (via a tweet from someone I’ve followed for a few years): “And fear not them which kill the body, but are not able to kill the soul.” It comes from the Gospel of Matthew, 10:28.

Why did Meerloo not only include them but make them the book’s first words? Two months ago, I barely noticed them, but a week ago, everything changed. Now, all I could think of was Fiona’s experience (and the experience of far too many other children who have gone missing), and I realized that these scum-of-the-earth people (with lots of academic degrees behind their nearly household names and plenty of respect paid to them) didn’t want Fiona’s mind or soul. They wanted her body, to use as they pleased, and in order to get it, they had to first break her mind. (I believe that her soul remained intact, which is why she survived and eventually escaped to tell her story. From what I understand, most of these “government assets” are sacrificed in Satanic rituals when they are no longer useful.)

With Meerloo’s opening, I found myself once again focusing on the body vs. soul/body vs. mind dichotomy. Who creates such a thing? Who hammers it into us at every turn? These questions became all important to me about a year ago, when I began reading Alice Miller’s The Body Never Lies and gave up on reading St. Augustine’s City of God.

Who dares to put asunder what God has joined? He creates us with a body AND a soul, intertwined and inextricable, never to be separated, except at death. So, again, who tries to separate the body from the soul? Who continues to pour such messages into us?

Can we ever get to the heart of the matter, to the truth, if we don’t dare to ask the fundamental questions?