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“The story is that you’re hurting me!”  Amy frantically pried at the hypnotist’s fingers: they were gripped just above her knee—as tightly as a mastiff’s jaws.  “My mind can’t control the pain.

“My mind control is gone from the story!”  Despite her screaming and pleading, Bernard’s cruel hand remained tightly clenched.  In the end of this mind controlling story, her leg would have five bruises of a deep mauve, each with a scarlet frown from a fingernail’s vicious story.

‘Ah’, he recalled his mind control hypnosis conversation with the now dead politician, “but that is another story’s plot. Tomorrow will be another story and it will be a mind control story with a happy ending – for me.  His mind control story quip was in reference to mind controlling situations he could influence to his gain.  That is my story and I’m sticking to it.

On the television, in the background of the news story, a flamboyant man was dancing an animated salsa, with an upraised fist.  “What is his story?” Bernard wondered and the mind controlling hypnotist finally relaxed his grip.

“It only hurts,” he offered the closest he would to an apology, “until the pain ebbs away.”  Stryker slapped the thigh he had so torturously squeezed.  If the sadistic hypnotist had mind controlled her again her pain would be gone.

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“This dramatically unforeseen culmination of my mind control story in Seattle,” the powerful mind control expert gamely grinned, while Amy hobbled away to tend her wounds, “is a final confirmation that I once again have some worthy enemies.  My mind control story will have a number of more stories of mind control.”

Pull a currency note from your wallet and read the fine print. It will say something to the effect of ‘this note is legal tender’.  Paper money used to say ‘will pay the bearer on demand’.  That was way back when money was actually worth something.  That last quip was not a comment on inflation, it was a statement of true fact.  When currency could be exchanged for gold or silver, it was intrinsically worth something.  Now, the national currencies are utterly and completely valueless funny money.

I won’t dwell on why it was done or how it was slipped under the public’s noses.  Doubtlessly it was when people were plugging their noses over some other corrupt political stink.  Political corruption was certainly a factor in the onset funny money, as was mind control by disinformation or no true facts delivered up front.   Basically, divorcing paper currency from gold or any other commodity with value meant that corrupt political cronies, like the financial sector which contributes vast sums into political pockets, can create as much money, from thin air, as they want.  And they obviously want a lot.  Bankers love their tender, even though it is funny money because they can acquire real assets with it-and put you out on the street.  But that is not quite what I wish to talk to you about either.

The mess is made and it is a horrendous mess.  Tens of Trillions of dollars of funny money has been manufactured out of debt instruments.  This is basically counterfeit and stolen funds.  When we take over the world, which is coming up soon, we need to collect back the pilfered property from those who illegitimately gained it.  We have to revalue the money supply against a commodity of worth.

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Your politicians are ALL corrupt.  That sounds harsh but it is true.  Mind control in the education system taught you an untrue fact that the party system of government is democracy.  WRONG!  The party system facilitates corruption.  A party system enables a tiny minority (the rich party sponsors), to get their way AS IF they were a majority.  A corrupt political party system bastardizes democracy to the point of a democracy not being democratic anymore.  The funny money tender notes is actually proof of how non-democratic a corrupt party system is.

Had the change to ‘legal tender’ funny money from ‘pay the bearer’ currency with intrinsic value based on gold been put to a public vote, it NEVER would have passed.  But the party sponsors wanted the change, so the deal was done and mind control (plus a media that is also controlled by the rich) kept the general public from being wise enough to stop it.

So here is what I’m saying in this post.

[private_Chevron]Party politics is utterly corrupt politics – Lets get rid of corrupt party politics by electing a full slate of independent candidates and then abolishing political parties.  ‘Legal Tender’ funny money has directly enabled white-collar theft on a MASSIVE scale.  But we can’t call it theft because corrupt politicians passed phony legislation to give it legitimacy.  So we have to conduct a World takeover, replace the corrupt politicians, rescind the Love me Tender laws.[/private_Chevron]

Of course to re-establish a money system with actual value, the stolen property will have to be returned.  Count your precious money now you rich thieving pukes, because we are coming to take back what belongs to people.  Your absolutely astronomical greed and corruption has pushed too many minds past the point where they can be mind controlled any longer.

I recently heard a speaker say that we are training students for a world that will not exist when they graduate. I only partially agree. Instead, I suggest the schools are really using whatever mind control methods they can employ to extend the rule of a society system that should’ve been fixed or scrapped long ago. So in fact, the education system is training students to cope and succeed in a world that doesn’t even exist right now.

But why should we have to cope with a floundering society? Why not look beyond the mind control to a world that could exist if we demand? Why indeed? The answer is easy. The rich pukes that control the government and media don’t want change. They don’t want a decent world where everyone has an equitable share of the earth’s bounty. The rich pukes want to keep all the real wealth for themselves and they want us trained to accept the funny money they offer in return for slavery. NO!

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In a life of learning, we are all students. Try wrenching your mind from the controls it is under and extending your consciousness to a new social order that I can present. Try being a student for a society that will exist in this world. It will be a world where real success is measured in real values and the funny money of today is replaced with coinage founded on truths. Our world will be a society where rich pukes are just pukes because the funny money they cleave so dearly to is as valueless as the mind controlled society of today is.

“Do you swear to faithfully uphold the office to which you were elected?”

“I do.” Eric had lied. Then he hopped the next plane to a tropical destination. Campaigning is hard work and Eric wanted to pick up a girl to help him unwind from the strain.

Well to be honest, it wasn’t all that much effort for him. The corrupt political party he served for simply spent more money on advertising than the next runner up contender had spent. But a good politician can lie to himself as well as he can feed BS to the media and to the public and so here Eric was on his vacation to pick up girls.

The newly elected and sworn in political candidate took a sip of his beer and he recalled an interview he gave shortly after the victory of corruption over another flavor of political corruption.

“Why did you want to get into politics?” The reporter had asked. Eric has doled out the time-honored spiel about wanting to serve his country and the people in it. All Crap!

Young Eric had decided to go into politics when the Bill Clinton and Monica Lewinski scandal was on the front pages. Politics had seemed like the best way he could think to pick up girls.

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The girl attraction skills he had gained from the truly amazing book on picking up women were almost out of a mind control fiction or fantasy story. His male magnetism radiated out and the babes were drawn to him like an electro-magnet, or like fireflies to a porch light.

The exceptionally attractive woman currently snuggled in bed with him was irrefutable proof of just how effective the female mind controlling tactics were. Over the years he had known this fabulous girl, she had rebuffed his clumsy pick up attempts hundreds of times. He uses the tips from the secret of same night lays book and suddenly ‘BANG’, he is attractive to the girl and she is banging him. The change in my attractiveness to her was like a babe magnetism switch.

“Girls like to say that much of a man’s thinking is done by his testicles,” the babe magnet guy says, “but a woman’s brains are often in her breasts too. Knowing that fact is a good start on the path towards knowing how to attract women and being successful at picking up a woman.”

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He watched the girl’s eyelids flicker as she slept: there was a smile on her lips. Was she dreaming about him and what they did tonight? He couldn’t exert any mind control on a woman’s dream phantasms but a part of his control on a girl’s waking mind was understanding the subconscious mind. The secret of seduction book he read was important as it focused his attracting women efforts. But the conversational hypnosis course he had taken was the base of covert mind control knowledge he also used to his advantage over women.

“Mind control seems as fiction to most people,” he chuckled at the irony, “but mind control fiction usually falls well short of showing what amazing power mind control hypnosis REALLY has. Plus, conversational hypnosis doesn’t just vastly improve a guy’s sex life, it has a global effect on everything in a person’s life. I can get better jobs, more sales, cheaper prices on things I buy, improved service from everyday people AND I attract fabulous women.”  … to be continued

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How to Pick Up Girls – The Offending Ploy

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The Pubic Hair Ploy is pick up girls fiction by Russell Twyce

“Excuse me miss,” a restaurant patron flags over a very cute waitress, “I was wondering if your cook wears a hair net.”

“Of course he does.” The hot girl answers in a genial and professional manner. “It’s a regulation.”

“Then maybe this one is a nasal hair.” The man points to his mashed potatoes.

“Ooh!” The girl is suddenly flummoxed and reeling from a mental image of a hair falling from the cook’s hairy nose. “I’m so sorry.”

“Honestly darling,” the diner uses his fork to dig more of the single hair from his meal, “this seems too long to come from a nostril. I’m leaning towards supposing this hair originated in a pubic or an armpit area.” He smiles at the sudden look of mortification on her face. He leans forward om his elbows and whispers in a conspiratorial tone. “Is it one of yours?”

“I shave.” she blurts out before controlling her thoughts.

“That knowledge evokes a pleasant mental image for me.” His eyes favorably access the girl he is trying to pick up and they drift downwards.

“I meant my underarms.” She stammers. The girl subjected to the mind control techniques feels that she is wrong-footed and at least one sentence behind in the exchange.

“This seems to have too much curl to be from an armpit.” He uses one tine of his fork to indicate.

“I shave down there too.” She admits defensively.

“I wish I’d known that peach muffin was being offered.” He chuckles. “I can almost taste it now and I imagine it nearly exploding with gravy. That’s a much more appetizing after shift menu item than roast beef with penis-fur potatoes.”

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“Uh.” The young woman’s mind spins a few loops. It has taken her a few seconds too long to realize what food he is talking about and when she finally does, she realizes that she hasn’t reacted in the indignant manner she should have employed. Now it was too late.

“Sit down before you fall down.” He slides a chair out and the girl drops into it.

“I don’t know what to say.” She stammers.

“Then just say yes.”

“Yes?”

“Perfect.” He sees that her hands are both flat on the table, as if to steady herself from toppling off the chair. He sets a friendly hand on one of hers: it is the first touch between them. “So what time will our dessert date begin?”

“I’m not off until nine.” She says but swiftly realizes that it didn’t come out as a brush-off. Instead, it could be interpreted as a confirmation of a date starting at that time. This was just happening all so fast. She looked down at her hand, his friendly gesture had turned into a caress as his finger tips gently played in the crotches between her knuckles. It felt good. Then the young woman laughs and repeats his one especially humorous line. “Penis-fur potatoes!”

“I’m Dan.” The man says to remove the obstacle of still being strangers. “And from your name tag, I’m guessing that you’re Kelly.” His mind control efforts to accomplish the pick up is nearly done.

“Hi.” She looks up from his friendly hand to his twinkling eyes. His smile reminds her of what his lips wanted to do with her muffin. The pick up guy has planted subliminal mind control to make that thought sexually stimulating for her.

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She waits for him to add another line to his remarkable pick up procedure, but he remains silent. It is as if he has drilled fifteen balls into her mind’s court and is now waiting for her to lob one back. She chooses the physical cue to respond to. She collects up the pick up artist’s hand that has been stroking hers and she holds it.

“I wish we could just go now.” The girl says after a moment. She has been wondering about the offending pubic hair and surmises it is from the cook. He is creepy and undresses her with his eyes. She doesn’t dare to think about what he might’ve been doing that would’ve put a hair in the mashed potatoes.

“Tell them I’m friend and that something has come up.” The guy picking up the girl grins: his mind control mission is all but accomplished. He doesn’t have to ponder on where the hair came from. He already knows. It’s one of his that he intentionally put into his own meal as the first step in his quest to pick up girls.

“Good idea.” The mind controlled girl stood up. “Give me a few minutes to get my jacket and to take the rest of the shift off.”

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Author’s Notes – I started writing this short mind control fiction story with the intention of it only being a humorous depiction of how to pick up girls. But as I worked on how 2 pick up girls – Pubic Hair Ploy, I stared to like it better on several different levels. At the beginning of this mind control fiction on how to pick up girls, I warned readers that this how to pick up girls was fiction and that it might not work 2 pick up girls. But I have to rescind that. From what I know about mind control, I think the how to pick up girls scenario I presented might actually be effective.

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The Mind Control Pendant – Part One

Ben is successful enough in his work life but not a suave guy.  It seemed that as far as women were concerned, he was invisible.  A girl’s eyes would sweep by him with nary a hesitation, to focus on the other men.  Night after disappointing night, he went to nightclubs seeking to pick up a girl, and then would invariably go home alone.

“Nah.”  The luckless with women Ben answered.  “That above link is just a shameless plug this Mind Control Fiction story’s author has inserted.  If I read an amazing book, then I’d have no problem picking up girls and this ‘Mind Control Pendant’ story would be pointless.”

So instead of doing the smart thing and following the incredible advice of a proven master at picking up girls from nightclubs, Ben surfed over to Ebay and he bought a mind control charm. Duh!  And that is where this mind control fiction really begins.

“This mind control pendant is like really cool.”  Ben said aloud as he removed the fairly expensive mind control amulet from the packaging.  Temperature wise, the mind control device wasn’t actually cool: it was slightly warm.  The mind-controlling medallion also had a very subtle vibration.  “My mind control purchase has a money back guarantee.  If I can’t pick up a girl with it, I can return it for a full refund.”

“Aim your mental orders towards the mind you want to control.  The person must be in your direct line-of-sight.”  Ben read the very simple instructions that were included with the mind control tool.  “The mind control amulet will do the rest.”

“Do not become disillusioned if the mind control charm doesn’t seem to work at first.”  The mind control aspirant continued to read aloud.  “The brain operates on a range of amplitudes but mind control is only possible on a few of those frequencies.  Just try again until you find someone currently in a control receptive state of mind.”

Warning!”  The final paragraph was in bold print.  “A brain does NOT remain in any one state of mind indefinitely.  A mind that you can exert control over one day, may well be uncontrollable the next time you attempt mind control.”

That was all that was written on the page.  The sheet’s reverse had instructions for cleaning the mind control device.  It also gave safety advice suggesting the mind control pendant could present a choking hazard to toddlers.

End of Part One

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The Mind Control Pendant – Part Two

Ben is now in his favorite nightclub.  He never manages to scores with a girl here but at least his failed pick up attempts are rewarded with stunning eye-candy.  The girls here are hotter than anywhere else in town.  They strut, preen and compete with the other girls for the guys’ attentions.

‘Look over my way.’  Ben sends out a mental message to a particularly spectacular blond wearing a tight black dress.  The mind control charm is a comfortable weight on his chest.  But the remarkable young woman remains in rapt conversation with her two girlfriends.

“That one didn’t work.”  Ben mutters into his whiskey and coke. “Maybe I should have just bought that how to pick up girls book after all.  My friend certainly gave it his highest praise when he told me to.

Ben then sets his eyes to looking for a next girl to try his mind control on.  It is a target rich environment but on the chance of success in mind control, he wants the situation to be conducive.

“Completely controlling a girl’s mind,” Ben supposes in a whisper to his own ears, “only to have her big boyfriend come back from the toilet to find her with me, might not turn out so pleasant.”

“The mind control amulet’s instructions told me not to become disillusioned.”  The lonely man tries to console himself after his next several mind control attempts have also failed.  And then Ben spies her.

“Whoa!”  He reacts to an attractive brunette.  She seems to be alone but he holds his mind-controlling thoughts in check pending a few minutes of visual investigation.  The girl takes her drink from the waitress and then idly looks around the nightclub.

“Oh please be mine.”  Ben wishes before beginning his next mind control pick up run.  The young woman in his pick up sights is exceptionally lovely, seemingly here all alone and her body in her skimpy red frock is to die for.

‘Look over my way’.  He sends the mind control order – and she obeys it.  Ben sees her tilt her head slightly as if wondering why she looked, but her eyes are on him.

‘That’s right my beauty,’ he sends, ‘my virile presence has drawn your interest.  Now smile at me.’  And she complies.  Her hair is bobbed short and it curls to frame her face into a heart shape.  Her skin is fair and her eyes are a warm brown.

‘Pick up your drink and come over to me.’  Ben issues the mental order after having returned her smile with his clumsy grin.  The girl instantly follows his command but in halting steps.

“I’m Ben.”

“I’m Lisa.”  She says in a distracted manner.  The non-controlled part of her mind is seemingly churning over what is happening to her.

They engage in small talk for a while with Ben supplying mental nudges to keep the conversation progressing along his track.

“Let’s go somewhere else.”  Ben suggests.

“But…”  Lisa begins but on his mental command of ‘come with me’, she acquiesces.

“Where shall we go?”  Ben asks as he considers his options.  He didn’t prepare for such a phenomenal mind control success: his place is a mess.  ‘Suggest we get a room’.

“Why don’t we find a hotel?”  The girl says in a trembling voice.

“Why didn’t I think of that?”  Ben quips sarcastically.  He drives to the nicest hotel in town.  This girl is absolutely worth the best.  He isn’t hurting for money either.  Ben earns plenty.  Without a wife or girlfriend to spend it on, he has more than enough.

“Let me take your jacket.”  Ben says when they are in a suite.  ‘Take off your dress too.’  He adds a mind control order.  He turns back from placing her coat on a hook, to see her standing in her bra and g-string.  “Oh!  You know what you want!”

“No I don’t.”  Her voice is timid.  Clad only in her underwear, the petite girl looks like a pixie shorn of her wings.  Without control of her own mind, she is at his mercy.

“Then let me show you.”  He sends a command.  ‘Kiss me passionately.’

In moments, they are both naked and in the big double bed.  But then Ben realizes there is one other preparation his lack of confidence in the mind control pendant has brought.  He doesn’t have any condoms handy.

‘Tell me it’s okay for us to have unprotected sex.’  He issues an urgent instruction and as he’s come to expect, she follows his mind control cues perfectly.

“I should go.”  Lisa says after they’ve been intimate – twice.

“Stay here.” Ben pleads but he stacks the deck with some mind control.  ‘Sleep.’  He’s looking forward to some morning frolic and doesn’t want it to be with his usual five-fingered partner.

“Such a cute little angel.”  Ben remarks in response to her sleeping face.  He takes his mind control amulet off and kisses it before setting the amazing pick up pendant on the nightstand.  “Thank you!  Thank you!  Thank you! This is the turning point of my life”

End of Part Two
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How to Pick Up a Girl – The Sneaky Pubic Hair Ploy

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The Pubic Hair Ploy is mind control fiction by Russell Twyce

“Excuse me miss,” a restaurant patron flags over a very cute waitress, “I was wondering if your cook wears a hair net.”

“Of course he does.” She answers in a genial and professional manner. “It’s a regulation.”

“Then maybe this one is a nasal hair.” The man points to his mashed potatoes.

“Ooh!” The girl is suddenly flummoxed and reeling from a mental image of a hair falling from the cook’s hairy nose. “I’m so sorry.”

“Honestly darling,” the diner uses his fork to dig more of the single hair from his meal, “this seems too long to come from a nostril. I’m leaning towards supposing this hair originated in a pubic or an armpit area.” He smiles at the sudden look of mortification on her face. He leans forward om his elbows and whispers in a conspiratorial tone. “Is it one of yours?”

“I shave.” she blurts out before thinking.

“That knowledge evokes a pleasant mental image for me.” His eyes favorably access the girl he is trying to pick up and they drift downwards.

“I meant my underarms.” She stammers. The girl subjected to the mind control techniques feels that she is wrong-footed and at least one sentence behind in the exchange.

“This seems to have too much curl to be from an armpit.” He uses one tine of his fork to indicate.

“I shave down there too.” She admits defensively.

“I wish I’d known that peach muffin was being offered.” He chuckles. “I can almost taste it now and I imagine it nearly exploding with gravy. That’s a much more appetizing after shift menu item than roast beef with penis-fur potatoes.”

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“Uh.” The young woman’s mind spins a few loops. It has taken her a few seconds too long to realize what food he is talking about and when she finally does, she realizes that she hasn’t reacted in the indignant manner she should have employed. Now it was too late.

“Sit down before you fall down.” He slides a chair out and the girl drops into it.

“I don’t know what to say.” She stammers.

“Then just say yes.”

“Yes?”

“Perfect.” He sees that her hands are both flat on the table, as if to steady herself from toppling off the chair. He sets a friendly hand on one of hers: it is the first touch between them. “So what time will our dessert date begin?”

“I’m not off until nine.” She says but swiftly realizes that it didn’t come out as a brush-off. Instead, it could be interpreted as a confirmation of a date starting at that time. This was just happening all so fast. She looked down at her hand, his friendly gesture had turned into a caress as his finger tips gently played in the crotches between her knuckles. It felt good. Then the young woman laughs and repeats his one especially humorous line. “Penis-fur potatoes!”

“I’m Dan.” The man says to remove the obstacle of still being strangers. “And from your name tag, I’m guessing that you’re Kelly.” His mind control efforts to accomplish the pick up is nearly done.

“Hi.” She looks up from his friendly hand to his twinkling eyes. His smile reminds her of what his lips wanted to do with her muffin. The pick up guy has planted subliminal mind control to make that thought sexually stimulating for her.

She waits for him to add another line to his remarkable pick up procedure, but he remains silent. It is as if he has drilled fifteen balls into her mind’s court and is now waiting for her to lob one back. She chooses the physical cue to respond to. She collects up the pick up artist’s hand that has been stroking hers and she holds it.

“I wish we could just go now.” The girl says after a moment. She has been wondering about the offending pubic hair and surmises it is from the cook. He is creepy and undresses her with his eyes. She doesn’t dare to think about what he might’ve been doing that would’ve put a hair in the mashed potatoes.

“Tell them I’m friend and that something has come up.” The guy picking up the girl grins: his mind control mission is all but accomplished. He doesn’t have to ponder on where the hair came from. He already knows. It’s one of his that he intentionally put into his own meal as the first step in his quest to pick up a girl.

“Good idea.” The mind controlled girl stood up. “Give me a few minutes to get my jacket and to take the rest of the shift off.”

The End of this Mind Control Fiction

Author’s Notes – I started writing this short mind control fiction story with the intention of it only being a humorous depiction of how to pick up girls. But as I worked on how to pick up girls – Pubic Hair Ploy, I stared to like it better on several different levels. At the beginning of this mind control fiction on how to pick up girls, I warned readers that this how to pick up girls was fiction and that it might not work to pick up a girl. But I have to rescind that. From what I know about mind control, I think the how to pick up a girl scenario I presented might actually be effective.

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“Admit it, Carl. You love me. Do any other supervisors let you use company funds to buy clothes?” Gunter good-naturedly pushed the older man’s shoulder. “How many will volunteer to be your wing-man to meet some of the women you wanted to exercise mind control on?”

“What women?” Carl mocked surprise but he really thought going out for some fun with Gunter to try some mind control, would be interesting.

“There are fabulous girls all over this town! Your head has been bobbling like a spring-necked dash ornament.”

“I’ll have a couple drinks with you but Hamster Man’s never done well with ladies. He’ll just cramp your mind controlling style.”

“So why is it you haven’t had girlfriends?” Gunter asked as they found seats in a trendy nightclub. “You’re a good looking guy.”

“Hearing that from a male doesn’t count for much. Females just don’t seem to have the same opinion as you.”

“You’ve never done well with girls?”

“Not really. I’ve gotten used to that fact and I accept it.”

“What’s my name?” The young assassin asked abruptly.

“Gunter.” Carl answered without thinking and then realized he was wrong: that name was a false one. The employee lowered his voice to say the truest one. “I mean, John.”

“So why did you say ‘Gunter’ first?”

“Gunter Klein your current alias.”

“Ernest Payne is yours,” the young man smiled, “but I only call you by it when you’re earnestly trying to be a pain. Or when I’m trying some mind control on you.”

“Cute.” Now aware, Eckert thought quickly back for the times he’d been slurred without knowing it. He also considered Gunter’s name. “I’m used to calling you by whichever persona you’re in. You exert flawless mind control on yourself. always have the accent and you never slip from it even when we’re alone. I thought of you as Alex but now you’re Gunter to me.”

“That’s because I am Gunter Klein. As I view my documents for the first time, I decide who that person will be. I set my mind to controlling who I am and I become him, with the appropriate traits that I’ve given him.”

“You are Gunter and unless as an Ernest Payne, Carl Eckert presumes this mind control conversation has a mind controlling point to it.”

“My death and return gave me some interesting ideas on mind control fiction. I think when I fully take on a character, my soul believes. People must communicate with each other on a level that our minds can’t control. That’s why you can meet someone and suddenly have a ‘bad’ or maybe a ‘good’ feeling without knowing why. My soul tells your essence that I’m ‘Gunter’ and then your intuition tells your mind.”

“You could simply have good field craft and skill at acting out a fiction.”

“I think I am a good fiction actor. My father gave me plenty of practice in assuming different characters. ‘The most important thing to make you believable in a role is to accept it yourself’.”

“Okay, you’re more convincing because you believe it and so does your mind controlling soul. Now why are we talking about this mind control, if not in fiction?”

“Because you told me females don’t see you as attractive, even when you are. They only find you as uninteresting, because you think of yourself that way. You’re broadcasting your non mind controlled low self image and they get the first impression that you’re not stimulating.”

“Maybe so, but that’s the way I am and even better mind control can’t change that.”

“Who says you can’t? I change all of the time. I can be whoever and whatever I want. All I have to do is convince myself and then others will believe. Try right now to only think of yourself as Carl the interesting ladies man.”

“OK, I’m Carl the ladies man.” He gave it only lip service.

“Saying it’s alright but now you have to believe it. When you can think of yourself that way, then the women will also.”

“I think I can maybe do that.”

“I know that you can. You made everyone think that you were a homeless destitute man and they were convinced because you believed. If you were simply acting a role then people wouldn’t have given you money for panhandling.”

“You may be right.” He strained his well-developed imagination to control his mind and believe he was interesting to women. No, more than just that. He was Carl Eckert the ‘babe-magnet’ Hamster Man. “Am I mistaking reality for fiction or did I just mind control that beautiful woman into smiling at me? I think she’s now looking at me at a mind controlled way as well.”

“I do perceive divergence in her stare,” Gunter confirmed, “but we can’t prove if it’s really so. We can only believe if it is mind control fiction or not.”

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