German Leadership

by D. P. Marr

Important Note: Whenever you see the words "I", "my", or "me", know that I identify the memory as mine to draw it out of the original personality. All of these memories are from Michael. Essentially, practicing my technique allowed me access to them. Anytime that I say "my front (alter)", I am really talking about me, David.

Rathaus (Town Hall), Lubeck

This is the center of a province that has played an integral role behind the scenes in European history, most visibly in early trade agreements. I came here for indoctrination into my leadership role in the summer of 1982. I, and everyone else, spoke German the whole time I was here. Looking at the decorations on the outside face of the building, it bears all of the marks of the “Merovingians”, i.e., the tribe of Dan.

At this place, I was given special insight into my family history. They told me that I came from the stock of some noted royal monarchs who lived ages ago. Also, Samson is reputed to be one of my ancestors. Because of this fact, I was entitled to a leadership role in the upper-echelon of the Illuminati. They told me many stories of their cherished rulers from long ago.

I remember being in the high-ceiling auditorium area in a classroom setting with the desks arranged in columns. The teacher was quizzing us on all sorts of questions on, presumably, the Illuminati ideology. I answered the most questions correctly by far compared to the other children. He singled me out as an example to be emulated among the other children. After our class, we had to rearrange the desks back to the normal position in set rows. As was typical of me, I maybe budged one or two desks, and the other students did most of the work.

On another occasion, I was by myself walking around a dark, imposing, expansive room downstairs. I was waiting for my first command of children. I let the former “royalty” talk sink in, and I thought about how special I was; I started to take on a little bit of arrogance. When the children arrived, I led them outside into the courtyard. We hit it off immediately; I established immediate rapport with the others. I seemed to fit hand-in-glove into this role. We had a lot of fun that morning.

One other memory that comes to mind is that I was walking around the building with my Dad. Most of the German roots must come from his side. A little bit later, I was walking around secret chambers by myself, and I walked through a small door (just big enough for a little boy) for a scheduled meeting. As I entered the room, a sedate man with a strange smile was sitting in a chair to the right of the door. There were two tables pushed together in the middle of the room. Another man walked into the room who had a magnetic, yet intimidating, presence. This was someone who ranked among the highest of the elite in the Illuminati. He discussed with me all of the plans the cult had in mind for my future, and what part I was supposed to play. Unfortunately, I don’t remember specific details, but being a musician was part of it.