The time: 1990's
The location: Hollywood
The incident: I was paying a visit to the home of a potential business partner. At that time, he was hosting a "holy" woman from India, known for her uncanny psychic abilities and past life analysis. By the time I arrived, a number of others were already sitting with her. I was not there for any kind of "reading," but sat and listened anyway while she talked about their past connections to military, wealth, poverty, tragedy, success, royalty, sciences and arts… All very fascinating to them, I'm sure, but I would have preferred they weren't there at all so that my trip wasn't wasted. Not that you would have read that on my face. I have a very good poker face, as the following illustrates.
Then someone pointed at me, asking, "What about him?" I didn't say a thing as she looked at me, then said, "(Redacted Pronoun indicating gender) is an old soul, and very, very, very, very powerful… and I never use the word 'very' that many times in a row. (RP) has very powerful spiritual associates, and (RP) is here in this world, at this time, for a reason, but (RP) is not permitting me to know what that reason is. It is an honor to meet you, and I wish you all success."
Those in the room just stared at me. What none of them knew, and what I can't tell you with specificity: At that time, I was many years into an infiltration of one of the tentacles of the cabal we're currently dealing with. An infiltration not directed, or handled by any 3 letter govt or military agency. Indeed, she was right! Some of us are here for a reason.
The infiltration was a success, ensuring ongoing damage to the tentacle with every passing year because of what I was able to do (inserted a permanent time bomb) at the highest level. Unable to dox, but true story.
p.s. That wasn't the only successful infiltration. As the saying goes.. If at first you succeed, simply repeat. No other choice, really. Doors kept opening. Knock, knock, Q team. I may be calling. Pick up your phone.
No larp.