Manchurian Society

By Eiram

Author, Eiram, provides a detailed account of bizarre occurrences she experienced (over a 15-year time period), as a young woman starting her career in the South. She risks everything to share this story, including her career and close associations with colleagues, friends, and even family. The text is based on actual events but sometimes reads as science fiction as she provides excerpts from her journal writings. She delivers very complex and sensitive information in a way that is gentle, digestible and easy to read with sprinkles of satire and sarcasm. Throughout the book, Eiram, delivers thoughtful and meaningful observations.

• Language: English
• Publisher: eBookIt.com
• Release date: May 7, 2018
• ISBN: 9781456631178

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PREFACE:

Hopefully, out of my suffering and pain, someone else can be released from theirs or at least have a better idea of what is happening in their situation.

At some point, every one of us will face extreme challenges in life that draw us closer to God, leave us at neutral standing, or push us further away from God. I have had the most joyous times in life, and I have also –at times– sipped from the cup of life’s bitter circumstances. The challenges that I encountered early in my life, however, were mere child’s play compared to the tests that I have experienced on my journey for the past 10-15 years. So here I am, fated to learn lessons that God deemed relevant and necessary for my life’s journey and my destiny. My tenacity and determination have been stretched almost to the point of being ripped to shreds. Yet still, I hold on to God; I hold on to God’s promises; I hold on to God’s truth; and I hold on to the love and the good news that I have to share with others.

This short book details a true story that takes place in Georgia starting in 2005. This text is not written as any type of manifesto; but rather, it is written to tell my story (including informal observational and experiential notes from my journal writings). Throughout the story, the collective group of people that harmed me and grossly abused my rights as a citizen and as a human, are referred to as "They or Group (s)," (since I do not know who they are).

I have experienced some very aggressive and tormenting surveillance tactics at the hands of unspecified/unidentified groups (at least to me they are unidentified). Honestly, I don’t know who is responsible. It has been going on for such a long time; what started out as abuse from one group has likely been transferred or subcontracted to countless others by now. The aggressive surveillance tactics are not the worst part of what I have experienced. The worst part is that I have been wrongly punished and tortured secretly/under the radar without a way to stop it. Even when I sought legal advice, I was told that I should probably consider leaving the country. I suppose it could be true that no person (except God) has the power (political or otherwise) to fix this issue.

I believe that I may have been used as a subject in unlawful, uncivil, and inhumane research/experimentation—painfully so, I might add. I do not know how I became the target of such activities, perhaps I was marked at birth. I am not sure how (or why) I was singled out for such unbearable extremes, but I have done my best to walk with courage, honesty, and faith through it all. Perhaps not without mistakes, but I have tried to be on the right side of right. After much deliberation and thought, I decided to release Manchurian Society even though there was some risk that I could ruin my career, some relationships, and friendships. I also prayerfully considered my motives and intentions for writing Manchurian Society. Was my underlying motive 1) to obey God; 2) to help others and at least make them aware, 3) to bring light to uncivil, unethical, and inhumane activities being conducted, or 4) to vindicate myself and clear my name? To be honest, I did it for all the listed reasons. In addition, I wanted the maltreatment and abuse to stop. It was physically painful and has gotten worse over time. Hopefully, out of my suffering and pain, someone else can be released from it or at least have a better idea of what is happening in their situation.

I planned to release this short book a few years ago, after a title change from Exhibit A; But there always seemed to be major distractions and events that occurred such as several deaths in the family, a family sickness, or a major national event. I got sidetracked. In addition, I was not too eager to take this big gulp from the cup of bitter experiences life had served me. Several chapters have been deleted from this book because I felt that a large portion of the text from my descriptions of what had been done to me were too graphic and alarming to release. To my family and friends, I will just say that I am sorry that I must share this information. I did not in any way go seeking this experience; it sorta found me. I apologize if this text causes you any discomfort or embarrassment. I waited and I waited and exercised extreme patience during this experience. Yet, the occurrences and number of people involved continued to increase as time progressed. Every time I prayed for the abuse to stop; I was brought back to the book. It finally came to a point where I had to share the information or concede to it. Hopefully, it will help someone else who may be experiencing or have experienced the same thing. Maybe it will stop someone from resorting to any type of vengeful, violent, or other illegal acts against anyone, any group, or against themselves. Yes, this experience elbowed its way into my life and almost demolished it like a wrecking ball. I could have died by psychological suffocation, technological lynching, or some other socially tolerated barbarity. To that point, here is an excerpt from the last chapter in this book, to get us started on this brief textual journey.

There is more than one way to beat a person down or cut off the flow of air. There is more than one way to lynch someone. Suffocation, beating, lynching, and other acts of violence can not only be done physically but can be committed psychologically, emotionally, spiritually, economically, technologically, socially, etc. Regardless of the type, they can all potentially lead to a victim’s death. Acts of violence occur across racial lines, within a racial group, within a single community against other members of the community, or even within a family against a relative. Regardless of the racial or relational proximity, violence can rear its ugly head. Since we are still on the frayed edges of the world’s most blatant displays of aggression, violence, and racism, I thought it appropriate to prompt us all to consider and reflect upon our own actions to determine if we (purposely or inadvertently) have conducted any violent act against another person considering other categories (psychological, economic, technological, spiritual, social, etc.) besides physical.

Whether you are the one actually choking the life out of someone; whether you are the one holding the victim down with your knees across the back; or whether you are a spectator standing around watching (and reading) while it happens, everyone will have to answer to God for any violent, inappropriate acts or trespasses committed against another- regardless of the motive and regardless of the social acceptance of it.

Let us not simply look and point our fingers at the trespasses of others but let us also look inward to see if we have contributed to or --- God forbid—participated in or assisted with any act of violence against another. Have any of us impeded someone from enjoying the fullness of freedom? Have any of us hijacked or choked the air out of someone’s right or access to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness?

While we watch others march and protest around the world with signs in their hands calling out for justice, fairness, and peace, consider the sign that you are holding. Not a physical sign per se, but what social sign, political sign or even spiritual sign are you holding up? One of acceptance of violence, injustice, and disregard of human and civil rights OR one of support for justice and peace in a nation called to be under God with Liberty and Justice for all?

This is a short opinion piece that I wrote and submitted to a newspaper in Summer 2020. "I Can’t Breathe, Get Your Foot Off My Neck, Taylor County News, July 2020

CHAPTER ONE:

Introduction and Background

Throughout my life, I have always tried to see the happy side of life, the silver lining, the good in people…to the degree of it almost being a fault -- so my friends would sometimes say. Quite a few of my friends would say that I always try to see everything through rose-colored glasses, and some would rebuke me saying that life is just not always going to work out so neatly. People can be evil and the sooner you learn that the better off you will be, I was told. This was true to some degree, but I always found it easier to see the brighter side and to have faith in God, people, and in the common good. At some point as I was growing up, I noticed that there were so many others constantly concentrating on and glorifying the negative that I decided a long time ago to focus on the positive/happy side of life. Unfortunately, I sometimes encountered others who felt differently and were determined to show me the dark side of humanity or at the very least force me to acknowledge it. Now, despite all that has happened to me, I still choose to live for the good and I choose happiness with love as my banner. I choose to let my light shine even in the face of life’s challenges – not without mistakes and not without a few dimmer moments at times. Still, I press on with my eyes on the prize, with faith and hope in the truth and God’s victory.

I choose to let my light shine even in the face of life’s challenges – not without mistakes, and not without a few dimmer moments at times.

I have come to the conclusion that in the most foundational way, I basically have two choices: 1) Live in fear (of what people will do to me, of what others may say or think about me, and of continued abuse and intimidation); or 2) Live with expectation and determination (that God will do what he promised and that real truth will prevail). I choose the latter. I will walk with the expectation of the greater good. My deliverance is secured. I expect it and know that it shall be. Perhaps, through my suffering, I will be able to help others and will emerge more enlightened, more appreciative, and more prepared for the rest of my life’s journey. I am certain that I will. One lesson I am learning for sure, and that is to love my neighbor, even when my neighbor does not show love to me or causes me harm. My mother always told me to be careful how I treat people regardless of how they treat me. I cannot remember who or where, but I also remember hearing someone say that every person had a piece of God in them, so when you talk to people, talk to that Godly part of them. Although this life rule is a bit more challenging to follow, I put this little piece of wisdom in my treasure box of life’s lessons.

I only pray and hope that I reach the fullness and full maturity of what God has planned for my life and that I can help others do the same. I can honestly say that my prayers have changed significantly as I have gotten older, having been injured a bit. Now, my prayers typically end with …nevertheless, thy will be done, God. I asked God to help me follow His lead. I want His will to be done.

Reflections of Why

As I think about my life’s voyage, I cannot help but wonder why it all happened. If I had a coin for every time I have asked that question, I would have plenty in a pile. I heard a popular minister say, Rather than ask God ‘Why did this happen to me?’ ask God ‘Why did I survive it?’ Of course, this tidbit was also treasure-box certain. Although I was suffering, I have spent the last several years—it even sounds strange to think in terms of years of suffering— seeking God and trying to figure out what it all meant