Please identify this parasite

Reply Sat 2 Jul, 2016 07:19 pm
This parasite looks to be from the worm family, is very very tiny. Must have magnification to see, otherwise it looks like a very tiny fine piece of thread. I first encountered them while doing research on heroin addicts. The parasites are somehow introduced into the drug supply, ( not sure how they get there) then subsequently injected into the addicts blood stream. They thenys live all over the persons body,Mainly in there skin. They show up as a sore with a scab or sometimes as just a black dot. These parasites have unique properties. They work together and are able to manipulate matter. Usually twenty to thirty of them work together and manipulate whatever medium is around them into the shape of one large bug. And the shape they produce is almost always an intimidating one, as they themselves are docile looking. The pictures I am posting are of both their forms ( the ones they make and of themselves) these parasites were obtained from two locations. Some from under the surface of a persons skin. Others from a piece of cotton in a spoon used to strain the hero in before injecting. The parasites are so small and prolific, that you will notice probably thousands of them on a piece of cotton that is 1/4 of an inch square. And you will notice a myriad of forms that they take ALL very bizarre or intimidating. Can anyone please identify these parasites for me?? If I can't post pictures here, please contact me by email and I will send them.
Reply Sat 2 Jul, 2016 07:47 pm
Upload your pictures to a host site, such as facebook, then copy the url from that site. Type: [img] then paste the url then type: [/img]
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Tes yeux noirs
Reply Sun 3 Jul, 2016 03:35 am
These parasites have unique properties. They work together and are able to manipulate matter. Usually twenty to thirty of them work together and manipulate whatever medium is around them into the shape of one large bug. And the shape they produce is almost always an intimidating one, as they themselves are docile looking.

This sounds more like a paranoid delusion than fact.

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Reply Sun 3 Jul, 2016 06:07 am
I don't know of any parasites with the characteristics you describe. Photo's or even a short movie would be great.
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Reply Sun 3 Jul, 2016 04:16 pm
In what context are you "doing research on heroin addicts"? What you describe sounds unethical and your writing isn't up to any legitimate academic standards.

I have a weird feeling that you're the addict in question and there aren't any parasites at all. Only your devastating hallucinations. Get some help, pronto. You need institutionalization.
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Reply Mon 4 Jul, 2016 03:37 am
Once a guy stood all day shaking bugs from his hair. The doctor told him there were no bugs in his hair. After he had taken a shower for eight hours, standing under hot water hour after hour suffering the pain of the bugs, he got out and dried himself, and he still had bugs in his hair; in fact, he had bugs all over him. A month later he had bugs in his lungs.
Having nothing else to do or think about, he began to work out theoretically the life cycle of the bugs, and, with the aid of the _Britannica_, try to determine specifically which bugs they were. They now filled his house. He read about many different kinds and finally noticed bugs outdoors, so he concluded they were aphids. After that decision came to his mind it never changed, no matter what other people told him . . . like "Aphids don't bite people."
They said that to him because the endless biting of the bugs kept him in torment. At the 7-11 grocery store, part of a chain spread out over most of California, he bought spray cans of Raid and Black Flag and Yard Guard. First he sprayed the house, then himself. The Yard Guard seemed to work the best.
As to the theoretical side, he perceived three stages in the cycle of the bugs. First, they were carried to him to contaminate him by what he called Carrier-people, which were people who didn't understand their role in distributing the bugs. During that stage the bugs had no jaws or mandibles (he learned that word during his weeks of scholarly research, an unusually bookish occupation for a guy who worked at the Handy Brake and Tire place relining people's brake drums). The Carrier-people therefore felt nothing. He used to sit in the far corner of his living room watching different Carrier-people enter--most of them people he'd known for a while, but some new to him--covered with the aphids in this particular nonbiting stage. He'd sort of smile to himself, because he knew that the person was being used by the bugs and wasn't hip to it.
"What are you grinning about, Jerry?" they'd say.
He'd just smile.
In the next stage the bugs grew wings or something, but they really weren't precisely wings; anyhow, they were appendages of a functional sort permitting them to swarm, which was how they migrated and spread--especially to him. At that point the air was full of them; it made his living room, his whole house, cloudy. During this stage he tried not to inhale them.
Most of all he felt sorry for his dog, because he could see the bugs landing on and settling all over him, and probably getting into the dog's lungs, as they were in his own. Probably--at least so his empathic ability told him--the dog was suffering as much as he was. Should he give the dog away for the dog's own comfort? No, he decided: the dog was now, inadvertently, infected, and would carry the bugs with him everywhere.
Sometimes he stood in the shower with the dog, trying to wash the dog clean too. He had no more success with him than he did with himself. It hurt to feel the dog suffer; he never stopped trying to help him. In some respect this was the worst part, the suffering of the animal, who could not complain.
"What the **** are you doing there all day in the shower with the goddamn dog?" his buddy Charles Freck asked one time, coming in during this.
Jerry said, "I got to get the aphids off him." He brought Max, the dog, out of the shower and began drying him. Charles Freck watched, mystified, as Jerry rubbed baby oil and talc into the dog's fur. All over the house, cans of insect spray, bottles of talc, and baby oil and skin conditioners were piled and tossed, most of them empty; he used many cans a day now.
"I don't see any aphids," Charles said. "What's an aphid?"

The opening of Philip K Dick's A Scanner Darkly.
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