For me it was a mixture of a few things.



I got imprisoned wrongly.



When i say i got imprisoned wrongly, i mean i got sentenced to prison for a crime that i knew i should not be in prison for and i was later admonished, and released with a formal apology whena different judge other than the one that sentenced me decreed that there was crucial bits of evidence that should have been looked at by the other Judge that was never looked at.. Such as a mobile phone that the courts had in their possession but did not think to look through, but had they did so they would have seen messages on the phone that proved my side of the story.. Also when i was first arrested i was arrested under mistaken identity, as the Police initially believed me to be someone else and the reasons given by the Police for me being in the area were not the same as the reasons i was actually in the area, although it was just unfortunate that i was at that moment in violation of a minor law breach and thus i was charged with a crime the Police had not initially arrested me for.. It also came to light that the person whom the Police had mistaken me for had been arrested by Police but let go.. It must be noted that the person in Police custody was in breach of very serious crimes, assaults with deadly weapons, burglary, car theft, drugs etc.. I was initially arrested on those charges, while the other guy got let free on my charges, although i was later charged with my own charges and the initial accusations dropped as the Police done a sudden u-turn, although it was not until i got freed that i ever found out the whole truth that happened that night.. The day i got sentenced it was never mentioned to the courts that this had happened, although some members of the PF were aware, getting it put forth in my defence proved more difficult than it should have been, and i somehow managed to find myself being taken by prison van to prison that evening..It was after 5 weeks everything changed around when i got taken back to court to be met by a new judge who decreed the mobile phone evidence should have been looked at and one can only apologise about the atrocious error that Occurred when the Police arrested me for someone elses crimes and let that person go free when they mistook him for me and so charged him with my petty violation.

The judge admonished me.



However when i came out i found life very difficult for a while, as i was still being accused of things by other departments such as social work departments.



Accusations that i was spiking myself with heroin, and had stole over £3000 from a bank account continued to come up on social work computers and i waged a war against the system as a court of law had debunked those claims, but social work departments seemed unaware that the heroin needles had actually been found to be somebody elses "blood thinning needles" and this had been supported by doctors at the local hospital, and the £3000 had actually found its way out of a bank account into my buisness account while i was in prison, and it turned out that it had been my buisness partner that done this, and proving this was exhaustive, and i finally got the eveindence i required when i spoke to my buisness partner with my mobile phone on record and he admitted it over recorded phone-call.



After-all that i was very annoyed with the world and i was left with an extremely primitive emotion called "revenge".



I was also a bit of a drinker and liked a smoke of hash back in those days, and revenge + alcohol + Hash is a lethal mixture.



I wanted to show the Judge, the Jury, the Police and everyone what fools they were, how easy conned they were, and how you do not just believe the first thing you come across.



I was then given a weapon when i came across conspiracy nonsense. Revenge + Alcohol + Hash + Conspiracy and i had my cocktail to get back at the world.



So i went deep down every conspiracy out there and floated it around with a laugh on my face.

I now felt like the clever conman getting my revenge on the fools.

Make people believe i know more than them about the world and just as iv convinced them then pull it away and laugh.

Conspiracy is a good way of making one feel in control and powerful, as you can say just about anything about anyone and make absolutely anything up. It is a fantasy paradise with no limits.



I cannot really speak for anyone else though, only for myself, but for me i never really truelly believed the conspiracy theories, so maybe i was never down that particular Rabbit hole, i dont know, i was just trying to shock people and literally con them and make them feel like fools.



However once i quit with the hash, and the anger began to leave me as the memory of the prison episode evaporated, and everyone in the world seemed to be nice people again and totally on my side, another primitive human emotion returned, called a conscience, and i became content again and i slowly drifted away from wanting to make others feel stupid or feel they required teaching a lesson about life, and so i easily and naturally drifted away from the conspiracy community and began to see them as either the fools or the conmen.



There was one thing however i may have genuinely believed.

And that was that everyone i met during that period was suddenly possessed by a demon upon encountering me.



This was maybe the one thing that i did actually genuinely believe and David Icke may have garnered supporter for a while when his reptillian theory backed up something i already believed due to my experience when everyone in the system seemed to get absolutely everything blundered when it came to dealing with me.



I maybe actually wanted to suggest to those people that they were infact fools possessed by Demons.



I need to state however, i have never been referred to by anyone as Schizophrenic, and while believing this, in no other way was i displaying schizophrenic symptoms, and i was not nervous or anxious.



I a longtime ago however stopped believeing this.

Well, it is not that i stopped believeing it as such, i simply cannot prove it either way.

It is more that i do not give the matter any consideration anymore.

It is not worth considering.



So in my experience "Revenge" is probable a very strong motivation for falling down the rabbit hole.



Although that may only be true in my case, i cant speak for anyone else really







But i think the real annoying thing was, even my girlfriend believed the systems version.

My family believed them.

My friends believed them.

On a daily basis i was humiliated by do gooders that just could not believe the system would get things wrong like this, basically calling me a lair, and this left me very very angry and thinking of them as absolutely gullible and nieve.

I eventually bit by bit changed everyones minds, even getting a tearful social worker to come round to my house and apologise to me infront of my Mother.



But all this, when i began listening to David Icke, talk about Demons, and talk about how shabby certain peoples research is (and my mind goes back to the time i was accused of stealing £3000 and had the social work department just taken the least amount of time to look at the date the money was stolen they would have seen that the daate corresponded with me being in prison, or, the blood thinning needles. A quick look at the medical records of the person that had lived in my house and was now lying in a 30 day coma in intensive care after an artery burst causing volcanic bleeding would have shown the needles were her blood thinning needles. Or had the Police officer been brave enough to tell the truth instead of worrying about his own demotion. Or had the PF came forward and told the truth instead of worrying about the journalists in the courtroom getting wind that a criminal on charges of deadly weapons, assault burglary and car theft aswell as drugs is now on the run with warrants for his arrest after the Police had him in custody but let him go with charges that were not even his) and i was just left saying "yes yes yes" to everything David Icke said about people and the world and how they will just believe everything an authority tells them, and i kind of made it my mission to prove to everyone that infact they were the liars and fools and that no, you cannot just believe everything the system says. because the system is operated by human beings that make mistakes and a primitive emotion when making a mistake is to cover it up to save their skin, and that they were all possessed by demons and now i am one angry demon out to teach them.



Finally however, the courts became aware of the other guy when the Police finally caught him and he was made to appear infront of the courts, and he himself told the courts how he came to be on the run, allegedly escaping Police custody.

And after that, i was called back up to court to be admonished.



Now i do not know what ever happened to the Police officer that arrested me.

But i do know that everytime i threw out a copy of project bluebeam i saw his bald head.



The Judge that sentenced me did actually lose his job as a judge one year later when he used the brothel of a pimp he had sentenced and one of the girls recognised the judge, took a photo and sent the photo to her boss who did not hesitate in sending it on to the courts.

So everytime i spread a conspiracy theory, whether the theory is true or not, i would be picturing everyone that believed that judge over me.



That sums up how i ended up down there for a while. I had to make people aware of little glitches in the system that they dont know about where sometimes social work departments operate a hang without trial system, and the investigations conducted by officials are not always as thorough as most would believe, and some of the deals that go on when trying to escape the dungeons is just criminal, a poker game, really, like the time i bunked a court date, and when i got picked up by the Police the PF refused to give me bail unless i changed my plee to guilty, so i ended up pleading guilty to a crime i was innocent of just so i would not get remanded and i ended up getting found not guilty in the end anyway.

And to think the reason i was bunking the court date in the first place is because i at that point believe a certain mr Bald Head is stitching me up for some unbeknown reason, although i later find out he just covering up his own mistake for obvious reasons.



However those are little things you only become aware of when down there and very difficult to tell people about dungeon poker when they have never been in the dungeons.

Know nothing about the deals that go on in courts.

Very hard to get them to understand.

So far better to just try convince them Jesus smoked Qaneh Bosm



I think also, i detested those in the system so much that i was willing to go all the way down the Rabbot hole.

The worst thing about my experience was that due to what started with one Police officers mistake and arrogance that turned out to be ignorence, i was lead down a path were i was not able to run my buisness. I was too busy being made to protest my inocense. It was effecting my relationship with my wife-to-be, and we were beginning to fight over whether my version of events was true or not.

The stress caused someone else in my household to become an alcoholic and end up on blood thinning injections before nearly dying.

It was really just one cowardly Police officer that started the chain of events, not the illuminati, but in my mind, someone had to pay. And it was so frustrating that i could not ever make this Police officer realise the effects his cowardly action in worrying only about his own wage packet had when a woman lay in a coma for 30 days. He will still be unaware of this.



On the otherhand, my experiences since then have been all great.



Iv been infront of council panels and awarded licenses.



They are mostly good people and i support the system.



But the events of 2006 sent me down the rabbit hole for a while.





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