Part 29: Barbara Schwarz reveals shocking news!
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board of our vessel and Rosemarie Bretschneider ("RB") and we were
transported to a German hospital basement, where the Nazis and
Scientology attackers did not only remove our memories with hypnosis
and laser treatment again, they also aborted our babies! And get this:
My sister was already of age! RB agreed and watched that all and
enjoyed with her Munchhausens disease all the attention that she was
getting from the German government and the psychiatrists.
Once again, the CIA that was supposed to protect us looked the other
way. Thanks a lot you guys! You are such disgusting traitors and
German Nazi co-conspirators, you people are just like the Germans, no
character, no human compassion, no honor, no courage, no intelligence,
just scum.
If you are a conspirator against others and think that you are safe,
you are one big fool, because conspirators become also the victims of
other conspirators. While you grin and plot against somebody, be
informed that at the same time others grin and have a plot against you
up their sleeves.
It so happened to RB in Germany in that hospital in which she
delivered us to about our babies and to steal our memories. The German
still Nazi secret servie and their medical doctors and psychs attacked
also her. She was lateron also attacked with anaesthesia, hypnotized,
got her mind emptied with a laser procedure and was abused. The secret
service did not wanted her to ever have an emotional outburst, in
which she could have let something slip as that we were once "missing"
and where we were, so that we under no circumstances could figure out
what had happened to us and that esp. I can't reconnect with Ron and
Marty.
If you think it is a pleasure to be for weeks unconsciously hidden in
the basement of a German hospital with perverted medical doctors,
nurses and psychiatrists, think again: Not only my baby was aborted
without my will, but they also took large parts of my ovary out and
froze them. Guess why and they do with those eggs? They also broke
again my bones, including my nose and once more sexually and also
otherwise abused me. Germany has more supressive people than any other
country in the world and their specialty is to make other nationals as
same bad as they are. In Christian words: Germany is the hell and
belongs to the devil and they all want you to obay and work for them!
I know that Marty and his family were also stripped of their memories
and certainly abused by the Germans and then secretly transported back
to the United States, while the CIA traitors watched.
My intuition says, that Ron almost died, that also his memories were
again stolen, but Ron was a real big problem for the German still
Nazis. He discovered the truth so quickly again and raised above
hypnosis, mindcontrol and laser treatment, that was used to empty our
memory banks. I puzzled following together: The Germans were afraid
that he could come again after them legally, if he would recover his
memories on his own, so they had a Scientology infiltrator give him a
letter that somebody wrote in my name to Ron. They forged my
signature. The letter said, that Marty and I and everybody else would
be safe, back in our American village, but that we can't be together
with him, that would endanger the life of my unborn baby, if the
attackers come again after Ron. I am a hundred percent certain that
many such forged letters were sent to Ron, even with doctored photos,
showing Marty and I and later a baby. Ron knew that the Germans used
real bullets on him, so he stayed away to not endanger our lives.
This really breaks my heart. I could cry by thinking how lonely he
was. It did not matter for Marty and I how great the danger was. We
wanted to be
together with Ron. We never would have left him under any
circumstances. I would have sawed with my own hands bullet proof vests
and even diapers for the baby, but we never would have left him.
The Germans are so obsessed with ruling each inch of our lives that it
is incomprehensible. The reason is, because we never worked for them,
they can't buy us, they can't bribe us, they can't make us to the
degraded creatures that they and their international agents are. We
think they have no right whatsoever to enslave openly or secretly
mankind, and that they have to change, not good people have to change
to the worse to make them not more look so bad. We became their
targets because we are so very Anti-Nazis! Despite all the pain, abuse
and hell we have been through, folks, we feel much much better inside
and prouder as the Germans, the Nazis and their international agents
ever will.
I remember that I woke up again in that little Bavaria town Deggendorf
and I had the feeling that I had slept for weeks. RB barged in my
room. She looked terribly fanatically and told me that she soon wants
to travel to the orient with me, to see "my father" Mohammed
Kermantschi, and I shall not dare to make out with a boy. I thought
she is nuts, because I was not thinking about a boy, but about
religion. But I had no recollection anymore whatsoever to Ron, Marty
or Scientology, neither did my siblings. All my memories were removed
and stolen, also my ability to speak English fluently and other
abilities that I had gained during the time with Ron and Marty.
I worked again in a drugstore, went back to city Regensburg for
school, and got later a decree in a profession I did not like and
hardly ever used. The people in Deggendorf and Regensburg never told
me that I was "missing" for so long, but they must have known where I
was and what happend to me, because so many had a very dirty grin on
their faces when they saw me. I remember they joked somehow about it
by saying around me: "Mein Name is Hase und ich weiss von nichts!" The
translation is: My name is bunny and I don't know of anything!" Then
they broke out in hysterical laughter. I thought they are just crazy
and it made no sense to me why a bunny would not know anyhting. Later,
when I met Marty and found out that his last name was Rathbun, I
became clearer to me what the primitive Bavarians were joking about.
I made "friends" with a girl my age in Deggendorf, who's father was a
policeman. I am certain that also they knew what had happend to me and
that I am a kidnapped American, but they never mentioned anything
hereto. Her name was Lilly and she liked to go hoseback riding. She
told me I should come along. So, I joined a real wild riding club,
who's owner was a pimitive and brutal Bavarian, who held the horses
all week in the stable and when I came he gave me the wildest one. My
riding sessions were more than rodeos than nice gallops through the
country side. I counted the falls that I took, and came to 13, many of
the falls were pretty hard. I really lived dangerous at that time, I
could have broken my neck or could have ended up like Christopher
Reese. RB was only concerned that I could meet a man in the club, but
she did not estimate the real danger, me being killed in a riding
"accident".
I did not like to quit anything till I mastered it, so I kept on going
hoseback till I got pretty good at it, even on rodeo-like horses.
(Those horses also had ear implants that were activited by the German
still Nazi secret service to behave extra wild and threw me down as
soon as I sat on their backs.) I eventually did quit later, but this
was when I had a horse that was boring and I could not get it into any
gallop.
Read in installment 30 my journey through the orient with RB, and yes,
she tried to sell me to an oriental, and I felt like a camel.
Barbara Schwarz, December 13, 2002