August 29, 2008 at 10:41 am (Uncategorized)
Two nights ago they managed to kill my computer again and I had trouble reinstalling it. On Wed. night, everything, including my desktop slowed waaay down and I could not do any fixes on it no matter how hard I tried, so I had to reinstall. The formatting disk kept wanking out and I thought I had lost my computer for good, but I managed to get it installed again. Thank you God is all I can say. He must have heard me.
For some reason, one of my “neighbors” (ex military, living at home at least 30, weird as hell, no girlfriend, no JOB) was snapping his fingers, clapping and singing when I returned home last night. I always suspected that little weird freak as one of my V2K people…he is loser as loser can be. I also felt dizzy and confused yesterday. They might be using some kind of contraption Eleanor White talked about years ago that causes sleepiness, etc.
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August 27, 2008 at 10:30 am (Uncategorized)
I hope more people watched this lady’s video that I linked yesterday. I tried to leave a comment for her but she has her comments on Moderation and is not letting them out of the queue. I believe the poor woman is too scared to even post her comments or her freaks are threatening her via V2K not to post them. Sad.
I had a nightmare while trying to sleep in this morning. The perp kept saying “I’m prejudice against you” over and over again. What a revelation. What a f*cking revelation. This targetting shit is all about prejudice anyway. It’s the only safe way to be a bigot now. You can’t hate people of different colors/sexual orientation,etc out in the open, now so they do this covert shit to get their jollies. Lousy losers. So much for “civil rights”.
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August 26, 2008 at 10:11 pm (Uncategorized)
Hi, I just found this new video that is making it’s way around the forums. Occasionally the forums have good links. This woman sounds very bitter and angry, but this is EXACTLY how gangstalking makes you feel: unwanted, unloved, and ugly.
here it is
As far as my life goes, the perps have sent new infiltraitors to my job: this time I think they are satanists, or at least they are trying to present themselves to me as satanists. Of course, the “new” people are putting on a big old ACT for everyone else and only letting ME see their dark side…I guess it’s part of the fun. People who were talking to me before at work are not talking to me AGAIN as well and the few that do are a bit colder than they were before. Guess a new campaign is underway.
The perps were acting funny in public today as well, like something was up. Sometimes it’s nothing and they just want me to wonder…I am also watching what appears to be a loong series of vids on You Tube by another target that has a radio show. I don’t think I will be able to stick with these as long as I stuck with Hashem’s Films.
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August 24, 2008 at 8:39 am (Uncategorized)
The filthy freaks are still turning the heat up by giving me weird ugly skits that are disgusting and tasteless. This last skit involved a “couple” first, acting terrified of me then the “man” flinging his legs over his head (they were sitting on grass) like he was a woman having sex. Later, I went up to them to see the reaction and the big fat bitch part of the couple looked soooo scared, then she promptly called me a c*nth*le…what a “lady” she is! What a perp whore! They were sitting on my favorite spot at the park for hours so I could not use it as well. They really want me in some kind of incarceration and out of the way for something!!!
The little fake ti’s were at it again, too, trying to “contact” me…writing me stupid irrelevant fake “letters” to get me to respond so they can suck more info off of me to put the knife in deeper. They are just like the perps: they want me to have NOTHING. As a matter of fact, they probably were perps all along. I was the sucker who thought I had made “friends”. What a joke.
The “forums” are spewing the typical bullshit as well…same old topics, same old crap. To this day, not one perp has ever broken his/her silence, not one ti really “knows” why they are targetted. Same old shit. The forums are really perp collection points and are run by perp infiltraitors. Every once in awhile they put a new angle on the same old bullshit but it always ends up the same. It’s just going in circles endlessly.
I’m up early even though I barely slept since the perps mind invaded me as I tried to get back to sleep. Burn in Hell you trash!
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August 17, 2008 at 9:05 am (current events?, gangstalking, police, suicide)
Tags: increased harassment
For some reason, life has been getting harder and harder lately. It’s almost as if they want me out of the way for something…I was perped like hell on Friday and then the freaks pulled quite a show on Saturday by sending these ladies that looked like my relatives to harass me at a popular discount store. (It could be those relatives, they never cared for me that much). That is another long story though. I truly hate this slut and what she did to my cousin, and I’d be very dismayed to find out she was back in town and obviously much skinnier than she ever was before. The woman made a big point of shaking her thing as she walked away from me. (She’s like 60, ewww).
They also cut off my telephone for just one day. I was very worried as to how I’d get my phone fixed as the line seemed fine, yet even my other phone would not put on a dial tone. I think the freaks managed to just cut my phone yesterday and not my DSL. Hmmm wonder how I pissed off the perp boys at the phone company…I woke up this morning and the dial tone was back on. I had an appointment to meet people yesterday morning and they could have cut the phone off to prevent me from meeting them as they want me to have nothing and to be nothing. As a matter of fact, the harassment of my mind and even body has increased these past few weeks…I am trying to train for yet another field as everything else I’ve tried has failed. Not only have I seen/heard more crap around me, I’ve felt semi-ill for weeks. I guess the puppet masters are angry at me….
Losers.
P.S….after I left the store I saw all these police go by at once, like 10 cars. It’s almost as if they were waiting for me to lose it after their latest stunt involving a “relative”. Also, people passed me that were obviously sucking all the joy they could out of my misery as well….Total Losers.
P.P.S. Someone called the security guards on me as I waited at a bus station on Friday. They came up to me and started their usual bullshit (are you OK, blah, blah, blah) and I told them I was fine and if I wanted “help” I’d ask for it. As they were walking away, I heard one of them say, “why did she call her in?”. I was waiting for someone else to show up and we were to go somewhere together (I was even suspicious of that because that lady does not really seem to be my friend.) I blew out of the bus station taking an earlier bus to get away from what looked like trouble. Guess there is no limit as to how low they will go. I still remember the harassment I got months ago involving one of their security guards on yet another bus and how they tried to create something out of nothing to get me in trouble…I had to get off that bus fast and wait for the next one. I feel like I have as many rights as a slave
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August 10, 2008 at 1:26 pm (fake friends, men assigned to female ti's)
Tags: fake friends, men assigned to female ti's
Yesterday as I was walking, I felt dead. All I could feel is my misery. I didn’t love anyone/anything anymore. Even the stuff I cared about didn’t look that great. I looked at the future and only saw more of this targetting. A couple of months ago, the perps sent a man into my life to collect info on me. I thought he was for real. He even tried to convince me he was a ti. The only things that made me suspicious is that he had: no ID, his muttered comments when he thought I wasn’t listening, and his almost inability to show up to his job. After awhile, I began to feel the money he was getting was perp pay to do surveillance on me. Another thing, he LOOOVED to be on my computer. He installed all kinds of junk on it when he was here and some of it as large as a gigabyte. I uninstalled the junk when he left, but it kept running weird. What did he do? I ended up re formatting my machine TWICE before it ran ok. My perps took me to be a sucker and I guess I was. He was totally gorgeous. He was hiding a past of drugs. When he left, it was without a trace. I never saw him on the street, the bus, etc..again.
When I wanted to go with another person to go see if he really worked where he said he worked she flipped out and never spoke to me again. She was just part of the whole skit. Skank bitch, roast in hell. They have a special place for fake Christians like you.
Even if he really had that job I’m sure he’s gone now. He didn’t seem that stable to me, especially when I suspected him. He would get very emotional to the point it made me feel very guilty.
I hate people. I hate life.
update of sorts: I DID see him, I THINK, about a month after he left, about a block away from where I met him, sitting in the backseat of a white car at a red light with ribbons on the back bumper with what looked like a large black box in his lap. Perp traitor. Never seen him again since.
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August 9, 2008 at 2:56 pm (101 things, things you do not know if you are under 30ish.)
Tags: 101 things, the OLd daYS
I see this around the Web a lot so I guess I could try it: it’s a list of 101 “things” about a blogger. I guess it was a “meme” awhile back that a blogger was supposed to answer and send to his/her friends. Well, the LOL cats are a “meme” too…
- I’m not old enough to be a baby boomer and not young enough to be “gen-x”
- When I was born there was no Sesame Street (yet).
- I spoke before I walked.
- I read very early.
- I was not afraid of bugs until I was in my teens.
- I had my IQ tested early and it was high (reason for targetting?)
- I would eat fruit off of trees and wheat off of stalks…was not afraid of pesticide or poison
- No one had a fenced yard when I grew up: where I live now people either build huge metal gates to keep strangers out or none at all!
- Gas was a quarter when I was little.
- Cigarettes were too, but I didn’t smoke.
- Coffee was too and you could smoke inside of the restaurant, and the store, and the movie theatre.
- You were in deep trouble if you wore a plus size in those days: the family members who had to wore the uuugliest clothes then. There were “half” sizes.
- I wore what would be a size 8 back then and now about a “4″, but was considered “heavy” by my mother.
- No one had a computer at home except random nerds.
- I used to own “records”. They got scratched, would warp in the heat and were a booger to carry around. I don’t see why people complain about downloaded music.
- We did not have cable when I was growing up and did not even have color TV until I was in high school.
- Still, the news on the networks was better than you could get from all the crap out there now.
- My first bike was purple with a flower seat.
- I would sneak my mother’s makeup: I had none of my own until about 11th grade.
- There were no security guards in stores or malls back then.
- It used to rain almost every day in the summer: now, any rain is an event.
- Summer was looked forward to, not dreaded.
- Only sailors and convicts had tattoos.
- I have had my hair many colors, the only one I have not had yet is gray since I hide it, LOL.
- My cars only had AM radio and I had to carry a boom box to listen to FM or cassetes.
- I was deathly scared of computers until about 1990.
- I’m still scared of computers and other technology in the wrong hands.
- I’m left handed but do most things right handed.
- I have one leg shorter than the other, and one foot is larger than the other by 1/2 a size.
- I used to enjoy life before my targetting started. I used to be a closet optimist.
- Things started going downhill for me right around my 13th birthday. Things let up for a few years, then the targetting started.
- I once had a 25 inch waist..for 25 minutes.
- I once tried to give myself a perm and the results were disastrous.
- I can’t make myself throw up. I threw up for the first time (naturally) in 8 years recently and do not want to repeat it for another 80. I took Ipecac once and got the RUNS. Never again.
- I used to wear my father’s blazers to school in the 1980s…this was actually in “style” then.
- Some jeans used to have waists near the armpit and were PLEATED. I HATED those jeans worse than the devil and my mother liked them, of course.
- I used to think the devil created the internet to destroy humankind until I discovered the internet was full of Christian sites.
- I still think the cell phone is from the devil..it’s my perp’s primary tool.
- I still can’t figure out why people don’t think for themselves…I think I must be missing something
- I wish I hadn’t tried to please my college professors and thought for myself MORE BACK THEN.
- I could never figure out why women went on a diet at age 13 and kept to it until they died. Are we being punished? I thought my first diet was punishment for something I did “wrong” and therefore I was not allowed to eat like the rest of humankind.
- I can’t stand skinny ass women who order next to nothing and sneak “tastes” off their boyfriend/husband’s/SO plates. I hate you.
- I hate skinny people who say “I am fat”…you aren’t fooling me.
- When I was a young dieter of yore, there was only “fresca” and “Tab” to drink…the diet drink industry was in it’s infancy. There was no “healthy” frozen dinners nor any “lite” entrees at restaurants. Dieting was a lonely business when few were fat. There was no “obesity epidemic” and fat girls were supposed to keep quiet and dissapear.
- Cigarettes and black coffee were supposed to curb the appetite, but they just made me hungrier.
- One “diet” place offered a “diet” of 500 calories a day…it’s a wonder they were not sued nor anyone died…smells like that fraud, kimkins.
- Radio stations would play entire albums w/o interruption so the consumer could copy it on a cassette…no one got arrested. It was the poor person’s record collection.
- Concert tickets were about 10 bucks.
- Movies were about 2 bucks.
- Lines for movies used to go around the block…there were few video players, no dvd’s, and most people did not have cable.
- There were no colored contacts, lasik, zoom whitening, lunch facials, botox, etc…you were pretty much stuck with what God gave you for looks unless you were fabulously rich. Even liposuction did not come about until later.
- I used to write letters on paper and send them with stamps. I didn’t know what email was until about 1999 or so. Letters were considered a very personal intimate mode of conversation.
- A long distance call was an event. The world stopped if you got a “distance call”.
- People still didn’t believe the victim, even back then. It was easier to blame them even back then.
- My mother got angry when I used cuss words. Now, kids treat their parents like dirt and nothing is done because the parents are trash, too. Try to raise a child right and CPS will be contacting you.
- I had a curfew and I had to “call” if I was going to be late.
- Nail polish came in only a few colors until the 1980s.
- I was actually proud the first time I voted. I doubt I will vote this year.
- I used to think counselors and their ilk followed “confidentiality” rules. LOL
- I used to think that mental pills were invented to help people not shut people up.
- I used to think that people cared about what I thought and not just to use it to target me better. LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL
- I used to believe people and take what they said at face value
- I used to think if you worked hard enough you would get your just rewards in life.
- I had no use for people who believed in Hell, now I don’t know after being perped all these years.
- Before gentrification “you just didn’t go” into certain neighborhoods. Now, everyone lives everywhere. One of the few good things on the list.
- When I was growing up the drinking age was 18 and almost everyone smoked.
- There was no reality TV..thank God.
- I dream in color…I used to think only dogs dreamed in black and white.
- I don’t like my dreams anymore since the perps took them over…I used to look forward to sleep.
- My favorite color is ____ let the perps fill you in.
- My favorite color is NOT black despite evidence to the contrary.
- My favorite animal is the dog, followed by the cat…YAWN.
- My favorite book was “I never promised you a rose garden”.
- My favorite flavor is anything with berries followed by grape.
- I like dark chocolate.
- Coke not Pepsi
- I used to drink black coffee.
- I do not know what the fuss is about Starbucks..if all of them dissapeared off the earth tomorrow I would scarely notice. I used to LIKE the free coffee the grocery store had.
- Favorite clothes…jeans, t-shirts…I think “dresses” expose more than pants.
- Least favorite food: Brussels Sprouts, Liver, Vanilla Pudding.
- Meal if going to the electric chair….cheezeburger, fries, blueberry pie, cappuchino, arsenic cocktail
- I never really liked television even when I was a child. I used to vastly prefer the radio. Now I just go on the net for news.
- I hate liars and hypocrites.
- I hate diet food…any time a professional dieter says something is “delicious” I run.
- I hate Ayn Rand..and love her too.
- I’d like to talk to: Abraham Lincoln, Ayn Rand, Jesus, my ancestors, Maya Angelou, Martin Luther King, the Old Sage that is supposed to sit on a hill, the fool who decided this location was good to build a city on….
- I’d like to scream at….let my perps fill you in.
- Favorite flower is the rose.
- Favorite tree is any one that gives lots of shade and little pollen.
- Favorite music, band, etc..yeah RIGHT…might as well feed myself to the perps
- Hottest man living? George? Clooney that is.
- I hate: people who lie to get me to do things
- This was the year my perping really went out of control
- I hate: false hope, it always lets you down.
- I hate: people who are only nice to you to get you to do things
- I hate perp skits designed to get you to do things.
- I hate: people who listen to what the perps have to say about me and believe it
- I used to think family had to stick together.
- I used to think only “bad” people became homeless.
- I used to think moving would get rid of perps.
- I used to believe the government, my family, my few friends, and YOU. No more. I guess that’s 101, you didn’t want more, did you?
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