Hey there!
This blog is about another survivor coming out of the urban legend closet. Hell, this blog is from a survivor coming out of the urban legend closet. Now, which one would that be? Well, since the blog’s title is Montauk Girl, take a wild guess.
I usually keep my past involvement rather low key and under the radar. But, times being as they are, I decided to create this blog. It might be informative or it might be confusing. I think it could be a bit of both.
You see, I have memories and experiences that, a lot of times, lead back to the Montauk Project. They are not linear nor are they complete. These things may even come out more like a stream of consciousness type thing. But, altogether can become a patchwork quilt of something more cohesive. Memory is tricky that way. But it might be worth it to stick with it till the end, whatever that is.
Oh, and I did not really introduce myself. Well, to keep it relevant to this blog, I will give the short version. I am a survivor of the Montauk Project (as somewhat stated above). I was used in many functions and still have problems from it to this day. The affects linger on and have made things kind of difficult. Not to mention any attempt at mainstreaming can potentially be a wash. Yep, it’s the margins for me. It makes it necessary to live an almost double life since these things are still ridiculed due to lack of understanding and a bit of denial through fear. Hell, I laughed at it in the early days when I thought that I had nothing to do with it. Laugh then, pay now.
Yes, this blog is a wee bit skimpy at present, but good things can start small. Well, it’s late and I feel tired. I will elaborate in later posts.
Thank you for your bravery and taking the time to post this. Much compassion flowing towards you…
On the show, you mentioned the chair, but mostly discussed “Monarch” (is there a preferred word?) type programming, rather than time or dimensional travel. Do you have the sense you were used in that way as well?
Hi Tantra,
So good to see you on my blog.
While I don’t have specific memories of visiting other times physically, I have more than a sense that I was used in that way as well. I wanted to talk more about my time and interdimensional experiences. If you heard Sandra, she did testify that she saw me several times in the past as an old woman. I call that corroboration. I plan on writing about these experiences in later posts.
Dear Maia Lynda,
I am tired, too.
I want to go home like you.
I was many like you.
Thank you that you are alive.
Thank you for your perseverance.
Thank you for your remember.
We are needed.
We are not alone.
We are tough.
Truth finds us!
Morgan
Thank you for your kind words, Morgan.
Dear Maialynda,
please forgive me the “s”, what was not right in my last sentence “Truth find us!”, are the right words.
My comment an your website, was my first comment at all.
So I ask you, can you see my mailadress?
If “yes”, please sent me a mail, because I hope we can find a way to make our conntect deeper.
I have to tell you something, maybe it is important for you.
I want to trust you and hope you do so, too.
Have a inspiring weekend!
Morgan
If you follow me on this site, I will see your email address.
What do you mean with “if you follow me on this site”, which site? Your homepage? Or this site with our comments? Where must I follow you, from where to where I should follow you? Please tell it me with details, thank you.
Just scroll down to the bottom right corner on my blog and there you will find the follow button. Just click on it and enter your info.
Dear Maialynda,
thank you for your instructions.
I hope you have my mailadress, and I hope you will write me personally.
Sleep well an have a wisdomful dream
Have a wonderful day or night
Hopefully soon
Morgan
Dear Maialynda,
do you have became my mail from October 27th?
Have a good night.
Morgan
Yes I did. I have tried to write back, but Yahoo seems to have another agenda. I almost finished my reply when it all was erased in the middle of writing it. I will answer you as soon as possible.
Thank you! See you soon