The conversation with Richard, about him hypnotizing me without my knowledge, happened on June 1, 2009 at 4 in the afternoon. Quotes from that conversation:
Me: So–How do you hypnotize and what are your purposes (since you’re no longer trying to pick up chicks)?
Richard: How do I hypnotize? Magick.
Me: Oh, come on. 🙂 Is it an eye thing?
Me: I do remember one time when you seemed to be staring me down….
[That references the possible narcissistic stare mentioned in previous posts and here. It happened in August 2008 while we watched The Apostle.]
Me: But other than that, I don’t recall anything unusual…..
R: It’s an eye thing, as well as many different semantics. Also, questions. A lot is in how you say things, not just with what I say…
Each gesture, movement and comfort you have towards the person initiating contact makes the process easier. In essence, a handshake….
I unintentionally get you to open up. A few times even when you did not want to. I hit resistance. But I pressured just enough.
You do not remember because it was all conversation, nothing more. The only thing I do is bring a picture about that you travel though, in your own mind. You are able to recall things easier though.
Now I can bring about an Alpha Trance. I was also trained to do that.
He did not do that to me; an Alpha Trance is when you’re put to “sleep.” He used conversational-style hypnotism on me.
As I can see in the conversation, at the time it all sounded totally cool. He made it sound so benign. Said he was doing it to help and not hinder, or break me down.
But now–especially after discovering how many people use these mind control techniques without another’s knowledge, and for what various purposes–it seems so manipulative.
What did he get me to say? When did he use it? As you see above, he did it at least several times, a few times getting me to open up to him even when I did not want to. And I never had a clue.
Is this why I was so easily led by anything he told me? Why I believed and trusted him even when I shouldn’t have? Why I became his acolyte of sorts, not just influenced spiritually, but in other ways as well? Why I followed him so easily into behaviors which led to my downfall?
It may not be magic, it may have the best of intentions, but how can I be sure he was telling me the full truth about why he used it when I can’t even remember him doing it?
Was this all part of grooming? When I think back over what he did, I really think this was part of grooming me into various things: getting me to trust him, keeping me around as a valuable narcissistic supply because of my generosity and intelligence, influencing me into accepting certain behaviors as being perfectly normal and natural, basically setting me up….
Grooming is the predatory act of maneuvering another individual into a position that makes them more isolated, dependent, likely to trust, and more vulnerable to abusive behavior….
Grooming can feel exhilarating – at first. The predator employs attentiveness, sensitivity, (false) empathy and plenty of positive reinforcement to seduce their victim.
For their part, victims can be so enthralled with, or overwhelmed by the attention they are receiving; they will often overlook or ignore red flags that might alert them that the person who is showering them with that attention is somehow “off”.
Little by little, the abuser breaks through a victim’s natural defenses, gains trust, and manipulates or coerces the victim into doing his/her bidding.
The victim finds themselves willingly handing over money or assets, engaging in inappropriate, illegal or morally ambiguous actives, or acting as a proxy for the abuser, fighting the abuser’s battles, and carrying out their will.
The victim often feels confusion, shame, guilt, remorse and disgust at his or her own participation. Equally powerful, is the panic that comes with the threat of being exposed for engaging these activities.
There may also an overwhelming fear of losing the emotional bond that has been established with an abuser. The victim becomes trapped, depressed or despondent. —Grooming