Life… Only Better

What if you could fulfill any fantasy you ever had, do whatever you want, be whoever you want from the comfort and safety of your home?

In fact, Why even leave the house at all if you can just send a surrogate instead? asks the 2009 scifi thriller Surrogates. Set in the year 2045, when most of the population employ enhanced human-looking androids to engage the world in their place.

Virtual Self, Inc., the global manufacturer of Virtual Reality products promises “Life… only better”. Through the use of surrogates, humans are given the option to work and play without the risk of injury or disease. Can you imagine having perfect looks without plastic surgery or going to the gym? By controlling their surrogates while plugged into hi-tech STEM chairs, the operators can become anyone they want from the comfort and safety of home.

While the fantasy of escaping into a virtual world can be compelling, the reality of engaging in a simulated environment, while wearing a clunky helmet, attached by a thick cable to a computer is awkward at best and does not create a lifelike experience for the user.

There is no need for any special helmet and gear, though, because according to Illuminati whistleblower Donald Marshall, escaping into another reality is exactly what thousands of Illuminati members from around the world do every night when they go to sleep. Known as R.E.M-Driven Consciousness Transfer, Marshall claims that when he goes to sleep at night, his consciousness is stolen and held hostage until he wakes up the next day.

Marshall maintains that elite scientists use this top-secret technology to clone members of the Illuminati and bring them at night to the cloning center. There they sit in the stands of a large hockey arena and watch disgusting things done to innocent people, while their real bodies are at home, sleeping. In this way, members can indulge every fantasy they can imagine. What’s more, there is no possibility of the public ever finding out what goes on in deep underground military bases, so… let the fun begin!

Learning to appreciate your new clone body can, apparently, take some getting used to. Marshall explains that in the beginning, members new to the cloning center often test the limits of their new clone bodies. He reports that clones have built-in pain sensors which can be set from 0 to 10, with total numbness at zero, all the way to full pain reception at a setting of ten. The clones of Illuminati members are usually set to zero and, since they feel no pain, they can do crazy things like jump from tall heights and crash to the floor, destroying their clone in the process. Since they can’t feel pain or get hurt, there is no reason not to take risks because their real body is sleeping safely far away. Marshall states that if your clone is destroyed, then all turns to black, but you don’t die. Technicians simply transfer your consciousness and you wake up in a new clone, with full memories intact.

Marshall remembers the time he carved up his own arm while he was a pain-numbed clone, just for the experience. Marshall claims that he could feel the vibrations as the knife went through, but it didn’t hurt at all. Then for a second, Marshall forgot and thought that he had cut up his own arm. Then he remembered: It’s just a clone…

So, now that you have permission to do whatever you want, the real question becomes: what do you want to do?

Marshall states that anything goes at the cloning center, where they do everything and anything you can imagine and more. No perverse act is taboo or off-limits. It seems that they have no shame, for nothing they do seems to embarrass them. The celebrities and world leaders sit and watch people get victimized, raped and tortured for sport, night after night.

Marshall says that it’s even difficult to describe some of the acts of perversion he’s witnessed there. He surmises that inflicting pain on others makes members of the Illuminati feel powerful and instills a sense of fear in those watching to never talk or step out of line.

For those at the clone zone, every high-octane night is packed with sex, drugs and rock n roll, where attendees are encouraged to be sexually free and indulge every fantasy in the dirt pit of the arena while they all watch. What’s more, the fun is videotaped and sent by military satellite to other cloning centers in deep underground military bases all over the world, where it is projected on bigscreens for the viewing pleasure of the global Illuminati.

According to Marshall, these perverse sex parties take place all the time at the clone zone, with attendees coming and going, joining in as soon as their clone is activated. Here in the pit, you can find your favorite celebrities leading double lives as Illuminati sex slaves, ready and willing to service other members, which, he says, tend toward the fat, bald and ugly. It’s a downright free-for-all, with some sex slaves so popular and in such high demand, that their clone suffers from wear and tear. In that case, they simply order up a replacement, transfer into the next clone, so they can party all night long.

Marshall maintains that in the beginning, REM-driven cloning technology was used as a convenient way for world leaders, top scientists and military leaders to meet in secret in order to plan and discuss world events. Over time, however, this got boring, so the Illuminati began to clone others; bringing movie stars, artists, musicians, celebrities and sport stars to the cloning center during their dream states, and over time, the acts of depravity got worse and worse.

Marshall reports that if you want to be famous or make it big in Hollywood, you have to agree to come to the cloning center every night and bang the pigs in the pit. There are no exceptions. Most successful actors, models and musicians agree to be sex slaves in order to service members of the Illuminati, who are always looking for fresh, young talent. If you show promise, they will approach you and invite you to join them, with an offer you can’t refuse. And if you do refuse, Marshall has seen times when they will take the refusal as an insult and kill you.

At first, the new members are brought to the cloning center about once a week, where they think they’ve joined a global organization that aspires to maintain social order and contributes much good in the world. They think, as members of the Illuminati, that they’re in the power club for the elite, elevated and privileged. Marshall claims that they don’t see what else goes on there on different nights. And once the celebs find out what kind of “club” they’re in, they wish they weren’t famous anymore. Marshall explains that then even famous people don’t want to be famous anymore, they just want to stay alive.

According to Marshall, the promise of “Life… only better” as experienced by those trapped at the cloning center, is more like a horrible nightmare in which they pray to wake up.