The torturers had me reading Laurie R. King’s “The Language of Bees” during the beginning of my schizophrenia. The book features the fictitious religious texts of a book written by a madman. It was a well intended guide to what I was undergoing.
The first meeting of Jakob Dylan later renamed David was hostile. He was cruel to me. After that he displayed a sense of humor and warmth to me. It was a dual personality which was going to be a key trait of his, theirs, its, the torturers.
Why the torture group wanted to put me through four months of inanity before they landed finally on what was to be my torture program for the next seven years is beyond me. I’m just the messenger. But that’s what they did. It took them that long to get bored with the game. Then they settled into business.
Changing the computer programming is not hard. They do it outside of the ongoing torture. But it’s noticeable when it starts running because it is startling in its newness. It does not blend in with the recent torture done. The system is not that sophisticated and probably never will be.
There was actually a slow build-up to my changeover to the schizophrenia torture phase. Starting earlier that year the torture group started running a crush attack. A crush for others is what is to me except the torture group controls my body and the crush is a strange kind of sexual torture. This crush was on Bob Dylan. It wasn’t until right before the changeover that the crush was switched to Jakob Dylan.
In the week before the voice of Jakob Dylan spoke for the first time I experienced completely unexplained torture content. I saw three individual visual and audio scenes which though haphazardly incorporated into the torture afterwards never made sense. But then the torture group is not as rational as their skill at achieving the torture would have you think.