James Holmes and DARPA

[Greg Burnham]

[Jerry Mazza is a well known NYC reporter]
[B]Sent:[/B] Wednesday, August 1, 2012 8:16 AM
[B]Subject:[/B] James Holmes family connected to DARPA mind manipulation work, by Jerry Mazza

http://www.intrepidreport.com/archives/6863


Dear Reader,

Cut to the Aurora massacre, the premier showing of The Dark Knight Rises, and the sudden appearance
of a man dressed in black with a gas mask. He enters the theater exit, throws several gas
grenades at the theater floor, and opens fire with a a forty millimeter Glock, a twelve-gauges
hotgun, an AR-15 assault rifle with a 100-round drum magazine, and 6,000 rounds of ammunition
to back that up. The second Glock is sitting on the seat of his car, parked near the exit.

Hold that image and you have the 24-year old neuroscience doctoral candidate, James Holmes,
a young man with several links to the U.S. government research Salk Institute
involved in neurologically enhancing soldiers' abilities on the battlefield, and with
connections to DARPA (Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency), the central
research and development organization for the United States Department of Defense.

Regards,

Jerry.

P.S. Editors feel free to republish with credit to author and www.intrepidreport.com

[Adele Edisen]

http://www.intrepidreport.com/archives/6863

Longer article by Jerry Mazza, plus Video of James Holmes below:

Jerry Mazza | August 1, 2012 at 10:04 am

AUTHOR UPDATE: First YouTube video of James Homes…

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4n8ytgvAT0g


Adele

[Greg Burnham]

[Adele Edisen]

Greg,

That song just about says it all!

Adele

[Ed Jewett]

Interesting, it is, how another S&G song "The Sounds of Silence" is linked into http://educate-yourself.org/cn/soundsofs...ec08.shtml the Silent Sound Spread Spectrum (SSSS) http://adventofdeception.com/mind-contro...f-silence/

Lyrics to the Pop Song The Sound of Silence'
Written by Paul Kane, (aka Paul Simon) in 1963

Hello, darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision
That was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silenceIn restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
Beneath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed
By the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silenceAnd in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share...
And no one dare
Disturb the sound of silence."Fools," said I, "you do not know
Silence like a cancer grows."
"Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed in the wells of silence.
And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning
In the words that it was forming.
And the signs said: "The words of the prophets
Are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls,
And whisper'd in the sound of silence."