Wolfgang Halbig: 11,000 page Sandy Hook “script”/ CT State Police gave false affidavits

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1. Sorry Mods if this is too big or too long, I felt it important to post. even if some of it is subject to truth or even if this was or not written by AL

   If you want to post this separately I found it on Denvers Craigslist in the rant and rave section

   some interesting scenarios and possibilities are covered here
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   NOBODY DIED AT SANDY HOOK

   by Adam Lanza

   “All the world’s a stage,
   And all the men and women merely players…”
   Shakespeare, As You Like It

   “You furnish the pictures, I’ll furnish the war.” William Randolph Hearst

   Chapter 1: The One That Got Away

   I am Adam Lanza. I am alive, an escaped scapegoat, a former pawn in the hands of those masters of misdirection, those change agents extraordinaire: the Illuminati. For the first two decades of my life, my Illuminati handlers had full possession of my mind, my body, and my destiny. Now I’m in my twenties and whether I survive another year or another fifty matters not. The only thing that matters is I die as an autonomous, independent being, and not as an over-medicated, malleable robot.

   My life was hijacked for their evil cause. I was an expendable resource, a means to their ends, ends which always seem to justify their means. The Illuminated offer up their children as sacrificial lambs in exchange for access to their elite society. It’s quite a bargain judging by those who have made the trade-off. Having been born into the belly of the beast, I know first hand what their culture, their mores, and practices entail. It’s an ancient evil updated for a modern world. But for now, for the purposes of this booklet, I’ll restrict myself to the Sandy Hook media-event. I won’t call it a hoax because the word hoax isn’t even remotely suggestive enough regarding the sheer malevolence of the underlying motivations of its perpetrators.

   I have determined that a booklet is the best way of getting this critical information out to those who will know what to do with it. I am presuming that you, the reader, are somewhat familiar with psychological operations, with false flags, and the Order out of Chaos modus operandi employed by the Illuminati. This is crucial to understanding the broader picture here. Those who don’t understand these fundamentals will find themselves bewildered, and will remain beholden to the majestic and terrifying spectacle of the Oz The Great and Powerful, unable to connect what they are seeing with the befuddled old man behind the curtain.

   I don’t need to convince those who are wilfully ignorant of the methods to the madness employed by the propaganda wizards. The true believers in the mainstream media narratives are compliant in their own brainwashing and gladly kneel before the mind-war scientists behind scenes of the mainstream media propaganda soap opera. Those who unquestionably believe the official narratives will find themselves unable to wrap their minds around my counter-narrative, which happens to be the truth.

   I am not a monster and nobody died at Sandy Hook Elementary in December 2012. I repeat: nobody died at Sandy Hook. I can and will provide for you incontrovertible proof that the Illuminati are using the Department of Homeland Security to stage a seamless blend of media illusion, theatre, and real-time political agitation.

   These media events are being carried out by agent provocateurs, most of whom have been identified by Internet sleuths as professional actors. My father Peter Lanza is a financial executive for General Electric who is friends with Robert Holmes, who happens to be the father of James Holmes of the Aurora Colorado mass shooting event. Both our fathers offered us as scapegoats, as mind-controlled patsies. They were both implicated in the LIBOR–the London Inter Bank Offered Rate—scandal, the biggest financial scandal you’ve never heard of.

   Top to bottom, it’s all a vast psychological warfare operation. It all makes sense when you understand the motive. The facts are plain to see. All those charities are scams. All the victims fictional, and the grieving parents are all actors. All of them. Days before the supposed shooting, several of the Sandy Hook Internet donation sites were already registered and live on the web. This staged event was three years in the making. Ultimately, this is about power, money, and more power.

   Just stay with me and see how deep this rabbit hole goes. Follow me into this living nightmare of government black budget operations, mind control, and the total enslavement of the freest people on earth.

   Chapter 2 Doppelgängers

   Most of the mass shooting media-events are directed and carried out by the same small cadre, an acting troupe coordinating with the DHS. They are using “Active Shooter Drills” as a cover for events as they occur as well as for rehearsal. There is a two pronged agenda here: one, they want to advance gun control, and two, they want to create a pretext for the forcible administration of psychiatric drugs to political dissidents.

   This is about total population control. This is a plot against you, it is against me, it against humanity. Those perpetrating it are not human; they renounce their humanity to get close to power, to get in on the grand deception. I was born into this and understand it from the inside out. My mother, who is not dead by the way, was there beside my father as the MK Ultra scientists fractured my personality with a steady barrage of mind-numbing drugs and electroshock “therapy”, breaking me off from my self, inserting themselves in between me and my own will. They excised my internal locus of control and took away my will to self assert, to resist, to question, or to disobey.

   What they did to me, they aim to do to the entire populace. First, they are making monsters out of those who “slip through the cracks”, that is, those who don’t run with the consensus and don’t care to. This is formulaic. Look at every totalitarian state and you’ll understand the game.

   As the “shooting” at Sandy Hook was taking place, there was a drill in Putnam, Connecticut, just a few miles away. It was stage-managed by Lt. Paul Vance and by what seems a grim coincidence, this same man was the media spokesperson for the “real” shooting at Sandy Hook. Lt. Paul Vance is not just an operative in this psychological warfare exercise. He helped the DHS create the manual for conducting the “Operation Closed Campus: Full Scale Exercise.”

   There are coincidences in real life but they generally don’t mean anything. However, the mainstream media narrative is far from real-life and the conspicuous coincidences are far more suggestive when the same faces and patterns appear at different, ostensibly disconnected events. And then there are those anomalies which seem to attract no attention by the media whatsoever. I often find that more is revealed by what is not said, then by what is.

   Take my kill ratio, for example. At the time of the event, I was in the psychiatric dungeon where I spent most of my life. It was the same facility where I meet James Holmes and we learned of our fathers’ business relationship as well as our similar predicament. When I was in there, I was a zombie. I literally couldn’t walk around without someone guiding me about by the arm. I couldn’t talk or think unless prodded. There is no way I could have been capable of a one hundred percent kill ratio in a room of thirty kids, in under ten minutes. I couldn’t even engage the first person shooter videogames they encouraged me to play.

   Even now, having regained my strength and purged my system of their drugs, I couldn’t carry out such an operation. All those stories of my mother and I supposedly going to shooting ranges–those are complete fabrications. I am a pacifist. My unwillingness to entertain violent fantasies and my generally weak disposition ruled me out as operationally useful. Instead of killing me for the production, I was instead left to rot in my cell, in that psychiatric gulag which exists behind the façade of “behavioral health.”

   James was wide awake, manic, and obsessed with comparing our lives. He knew about the Illuminati but wanted in on it. He wasn’t a rebel and seemed utterly surprised that he was still a prisoner within the cryptic underworld of MK Ultra slavery. One of his handlers was a psychiatrist he called Lilith. After the shooting event at Aurora, Colorado, she was on the news. I saw her on CNN but she wasn’t appearing as his psychiatrist; she was his lawyer. Her name was Lisa Damiani and there she sat, calmly advising the now orange haired James Holmes, who was clearly sedated at his hearing.

   Imagine my surprise when she again appeared in the news, this time as a mother to one of my “victims.” Her name was given as Laura Phelps in the Sandy Hook coverage. Yes, Laura Phelps is also Lisa Damiani. How is this so? She is a crisis actor under the employ of the DHS, and another stooge of the Illuminati. I would describe her as a soulless witch based upon the mindfuckery she inflicted upon James Holmes.

   All these crisis actors are seditious traitors for participating in this mass deception. They lie so brazenly because they know the masses do not pay attention.Just look at the video where Anderson Cooper’s nose shrinks and grows like Pinocchio, the result of a blue-screen malfunction in a news report purporting to be at Sandy Hook, Connecticut ,but which in fact took place indoors on a movie stage.

   Chapter 3 Born Into Bondage

   I was born into the Illuminati matrix. Our families form partnerships, like interlocking corporate directorships. Within the network there is a peculiar form of loyalty. Each family is like a brick within a larger edifice, a temple which is still in progress. Their symbol is the All-Seeing-Eye under which lies the incomplete pyramid. Look at the back of a dollar bill. That truncated pyramid symbolizes that their work is not yet complete.

   These discrete blocks have a common goal which cements them together. Their loyalty is not to one another but to power itself, and that power comes from above. Their shared power lust and common criminality form the basis for their lifelong, mutual bondage. It is critical to understand this if you are to comprehend why they are so easily led to sell out their own children. The logical conclusion of Social Darwinism is, I believe, Social Cannibalism. The Illuminists have objectives which supercede all other loyalties. They are traitors to humanity itself, so how valuable can their oaths to their nations be?

   I raise this issue of the Illuminati’s ethos because unless one comprehends it, none of the rest makes sense. The big picture is all about their sociopolitical goals.Don’t miss forest for the trees, or in this case, the temple for the bricks. Don’t be distracted by their misdirection, disinformation, and misinformation.

   They presented you with a straw man, a person named Adam Lanza, whom they burned in effigy. They showed the masses a devil and they, the power-lusting wolves in shepherd’s clothing, immediately took care of the threat, vanquished the devil, but not before he claimed innocent lives. That’s the official story. They needed a monster and I was it.

   But I am not a monster. On the contrary, my Asperger’s may give me difficulties knowing what others are thinking, but my cognitive empathy, my ability to feel what others are feeling, is exceptionally strong. I couldn’t hurt a fly. I couldn’t possibly be a killer. Unlike my father, who is complicit in murderous criminal conspiracies, I will not allow people to be killed or deceived or manipulated for my own advancement. I don’t believe that one must bring others down in order to ascend.

   My innate pacifism is what saved me. Unlike other patsies, I was deemed too useless to play my part to the fullest. It was believed that I’d never leave my cell, never take my life back. They thought I had been destroyed completely. But I’m getting my life back. I’m taking my life back, breaking out of my coffin, clawing my way up, towards the surface, back into the light of truth, life, and freedom.

   Unlike James Holmes, I wasn’t compliant enough to be led like a sheep to the slaughter. Incidentally, there were no deaths at Aurora, Colorado either. It was another DHS Psyop, an illusion cast by the Government Media Complex, and it was executed flawlessly by crisis actors in concert with local and federal law enforcement agencies.

   Among the “dead” at the Aurora movie theatre event were such phony identities as Jonathan Blunk, Alexander J. Boik, Jessica Ghawi, Micayla Medgk, and Veronica Moser. “Coincidentally,” Jessica Ghawl was nearly shot at another mass shooting at Toronto Eaton Centre on June 2, 2012, and was later spotted at Sandy Hook as a “paramedic.”

   Chapter 4: It Takes a Village

   “Where would people never notice a town full of robots? Connecticut!” Claire Wellington, Stepford Wives

   The mainstream media narrative has become a religion. Only heretics and evil minded people disbelieve its claims. The occasionally witchhunt and subsequent public executions remind the masses of the need for protective, benevolent controllers. The denominations may disagree about doctrine but they all require obedience, reverence, and respect. FOX, CNN, left or right, it doesn’t matter because they are both heads of the same hydra.

   In the totalitarian state, the village does indeed raise the child. The more influence the society has over the children, the less control the family has. This might be fine if the state had a better method than the nuclear family for instilling good values, attitudes, and beliefs into the succeeding generation.

   In a 30-second promo for MSNBC’s Lean Forward campaign, Dr. Melissa Harris-Perry suggested that society end the “private idea that kids belong to their parents or kids belong to their families,” and instead embrace a “collective notion” that children belong to the community. She was speaking as a totalitarian.

   They don’t just want to raise children; they want to raise them to be children permanently. Adults are hard to rule over so the emotional development is being purposefully arrested, which is itself part of the mass mind control process. The emotionally arrested are psychologically incapable of independent judgement, and are very trusting of authority. Thus, children believe in Santa Claus and adults with childish minds believe in Obama Claus.

   This emerging utopia contains, as all utopias do, a dystopic element for those who do not fit neatly into the design. Most people are cogs, human cogs in a vast, world spanning machine with some mysterious purpose known only to its designers, a machine which serves not those who build and maintain it, but those who decide which cogs belong where. Its purpose, as any observant dissident might observe, is to control those who are enslaved to it. Its pyramid duty for all of humanity.

   Those not on pyramid duty, those who sit astride this vast machine, are not human. They checked their humanity at the door upon entering the Temple, shedding it as a snake sheds its skin. The engineers of the world-spanning Utopia would like for humanity to have but one neck so they might control us all with a single leash.They hate those who do not fit in because we are living testament to the fact that one doesn’t have to fit in. We show that our lives don’t need to be micromanaged.

   When I left their prison behind, I laid low for several months in a halfway house, where I discovered The Village among the DVD’s in the common area. It assisted me greatly in my awakening process. It’s about a group of children who are born into an Illuminati Matrix, who are, like me, born into bondage and ignorant of their own enslavement.

   In The Village, the children are raised in a primitive commune and are unaware of modern technology, of history, or science. They don’t even know that there is a world outside of their village. They dare not venture past the city limits, lest “Those We Don’t Speak Of”” devour them. They are corralled in by fear of monsters, of demons, who, as it turns out, are nothing more than the village elders wearing scary costumes are part of a conspiracy to control the deceived children, who grow up to be obedient, superstitious, innocent children in adult bodies.They are prisoners of the idealism of their parents, who want to raise them in an uncorrupted, unmodernised, perfect society. They are programmed to be naive, fearful sheep, and demonstrate a willingness to kill, even their own children, in order to preserve their utopian scheme.

   Chapter 5 Making Monsters

   The idea of totally controlling us is destined to fail because we are not one size fits all creatures. Humans are not ants. And the more overt their control becomes, the more we’ll see aberations. But instead of addressing the cause,the focus goes to the symptoms, those who slip through the cracks, who don’t get the help they need because the very psychiatric system isn’t there to help but to control. Take the case of Travis the chimp.

   Travis was a highly domesticated chimpanzee, who lived in a suburban home in Stamford, Connecticut. He was raised just like a human child, starting from the week he was born. By the time that he was fourteen years old, which would be somewhere around age twenty in human years. He slept in a bed, he took his own baths, he dressed himself, he brushed his teeth with an electric toothbrush. . .

   He ate his meals at a table, and he enjoyed human foods like ice cream, and used a remote control to watch television, and liked baseball games. . . and he even used a computer to look at pictures on the internet. Iit goes without saying that Travis was very overweight; he was two hundred pounds when he should have been around the low hundreds. And he was actually taking Xanax.

   I couldn’t find any information about why he was taking it, but it just seems to say a lot that he was given it at all. And, basically, I think Travis wasn’t any different than a mentally handicapped human child.

   But, anyway, one day in February 2009, he was acting very agitated, and at some point grabbed the car — his owner’s — car keys, and went outside and started leaping from car to car, apparently wanting to go for a car ride. And he was acting very aggressively, so, his owner called her friend over to get her to help calm him down and get him to go back inside, and once she arrived, he immediately attacked her, and his owner tried to stop him, but couldn’t, and she even resorted to stabbing him with a knife, but nothing worked.

   And she said that after she stabbed him, he looked at her as if to say “Why’d you do that to me, Mom?” Because apparently that was what their relationship was like: no different than between a human mother and child.

   So, after the stabbing, she called the police, who arrived twelve minutes after the attack, at which point her friend was. . . pretty close to dead. And once the cruiser came up, Travis went over to it, tried to open the locked passenger door. He smashed off the side mirror, went over to the driver’s door, opened it, and the cop shot him. He fled back into the house, where he went to his playroom and bled to death.

   It might not seem very relevant, but I’m bringing it up because afterwards, everyone was condemning his owner for, saying how irresponsible she was for raising a chimp like it was a child, and that she should have that something like this would happen, because chimps aren’t supposed to be living in civilization, they’re supposed to be living in the wild, among each other. But, their criticism stops there– –and the implication is that there’s no way that anything could have gone wrong in this life if he were living in this civilization as a human, rather than a chimp.

   He brings up questions about this whole process of child-raising. Civilization isn’t something which just happens to gently exist without us having to do anything, because every newborn child — human child — is born in a chimp-like state, and civilization is only sustained by conditioning them for years on end, so that they’ll accept it for what it is, and since we’ve gone through this conditioning, we can observe a human family raising a human child –and I’m sure that even you have trouble intuitively seeing it as something unnatural– but when we see a chimp in that position, we immediately know that there’s something profoundly wrong with the situation. And it’s easy to say there’s something wrong with it simply because it’s a chimp, but what’s the real difference between us and our closest relatives?

   Travis wasn’t an untamed monster at all. Um, he wasn’t just feigning domestication, he was civilized. Um, he was able to integrate into society, he was a chimp actor when he was younger, and his owner drove him around the city frequently in association with her towing business, where he met many different people, and got along with everyone. If Travis had been some nasty monster all his life, it would have been widely reported. But, to the contrary, it seems like everyone who knew him said how shocked they were that Travis had been so savage, because they knew him as a sweet child, and. . . there were two isolated incidents early in his life where he acted aggressively, but. . . summarizing them would take too long, so basically I’ll just say that he didn’t really any differently than a human child would, and the people who would use that as an indictment against having chimps live as humans do wouldn’t apply the same thing to humans, so it’s just kind of irrelevant.

   But anyway, look what civilization did to him: it had the same exact effect on him as it has on humans. He was profoundly sick, in every sense of the term, and he had to resort to these surrogate activities like watching baseball, and looking at pictures on a computer screen, and taking Xanax. He was a complete mess.And his attack wasn’t simply because he was a senselessly violent, impulsive chimp. Uhm, which was how his behavior was universally portrayed. Um, immediately before the attack, he had desperately been wanting his owner to drive him somewhere, and the best reason I can think of for why he would want that, looking at his entire life, would be that. . . some little thing he experienced was the last straw, and he was overwhelmed at the life that he had, and he wanted to get out of it by changing his environment, and the best way that he knew how to deal with that was getting his owner to drive him somewhere else.

   And when his owner’s. . . owner’s friend, arrived, he knew that she was trying to coax him back into his place of domestication, and he couldn’t handle that, so he attacked her, and anyone else who approached them. And dismissing his attack as simply being the senseless violence and impulsiveness of a chimp, instead of a human, is wishful thinking at best.

   His attack can be seen entirely parallel to the attacks and random acts of violence that you bring up on your show every week, committed by humans, which the mainstream also has no explanation for—and, actual humans. . . I don’t think it would be such a stretch to say that he very well could have been a teenage mall shooter or something like that.

   These mass shooter hoaxes provide the media narrative which says that the problem is the isolated, non-conformist individual, and not the society which alienates and marginalizes the free-thinkers who question the control system.

   EPILOGUE

   We the mentally ill, are like Dr. Frankenstein’s Monsters, electrico-shocked, alchemically trance-formed, and used to terrify the peasants. We are the new terrorist threat, the new suicide bombers, and we provide a new justification for gun control and the forcible psycho-pharmaceutical suppression of those deemed public enemies, which today means those who aren’t true believers in the Church of CNN, MSNBC, and FOX NEWS.

   The Illuminati are employing crisis actors for crisis management, never allowing a single crisis to go to waste. They create disorder and impose new orders in accordance with their own desires. Like President Obama blowing up the BP oil rig to advance eco-fascism, or Eric J Holder arming Mexican drug cartels to advance gun control in America, there is no solution too vast for which a problem cannot be created.

   I have much more to reveal but I wanted to get this much out. I look nothing like those photos of me. I am no longer their slave, their property, their patsy. My father has his spies following me but I will not be intimidated into silence. This manuscript will be handed to my publisher within a few moments and from there it will be disseminated, downloaded, and analysed. Please support my work and I promise to continue it.

   Adam Lanza,

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2. Unless the photo was taken before anyone used the window, it is total nonsense. Look at the glass on the ground in front (behind?) the window, no-one has walked through that area, There is no way that several persons (in a hurry or under pressure) could have stepped through and not disturb the broken glass shards.

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3. The whole Sandy Hook issue from start to finish as well as the 9/11 issue are like something straight out of the movie, The Parallax View.

   Just saw that movie last night, #1. Good one.

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