Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – What would it take to get you to move?

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If someone you trusted offered you $1,000 to move to a different city, would that be enough?  More?  Or would you need other things (the promise of friends  or better weather?)  What would they need to offer you before you’d instantly say yes?  Or if you already want to move, what would it take to get you to stay?

$1,000 to move.  Ha, ha, ha.  That $1,000 wouldn’t  even move me across the street.  No insult to this topic, but it’d take a lot more to move.   Today someone  needs between $3,000 –  5,000 to move.  If you’re doing your own moving, it will still cost you a lot of money.  With gas, putting a deposit on a new place, rental of truck, etc., it adds up.

As to moving  for the promise of friends or better weather, things like this never hold up.  People are the same wherever you go, so if you’re moving for friendship purposes, you might be disappointed.  Maybe they’ve changed, or maybe you’ve changed.  Time has changed the way the  people you knew used to be.

As to better weather, I moved to Florida because friends promised me better weather and a lot of sunshine.  There was a lot of sunshine, but there was also tons of  rain.  The summer season brought with it  non-stop  rain, sheets of rain.  There were days I got caught in the  rain storms and ran home soaking wet.  And there are  a lot of lightning storms.  Scary lightning storms, which cause electricity to  go out during the summer.  We went without  air conditioning and had to put up  with  humid, humid weather.  Oh, how can I possibly forget about the hurricane season, with even more rain and winds strong enough to blow a house apart.  And I always felt wet.  So moving somewhere for weather, no time soon.

I would like to move, but my situation with gang stalking will remain the same wherever I go.  So moving would be a waste of what little money I have left.  I would move, though, if someone I knew could promise me an apartment/house  that is safe.  Safe in every way.  It would be a one level house, or apartment;  windows that had  safety glass;  no neighbors nearby;  away from a parking lot, street; sensors all along the house, letting me know when someone was in the vicinity;  a security system that would allow me to see the area surrounding the house.  Then I’d definitely move.  Of course, there’s no such thing as anything being 100% safe, but at least I’d have a running chance.

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Gang stalking – Missing all you targets.

Hi, everybody. I haven’t been able to get in touch with any of you because, of course, the hackers did a job on my computer.  And as you already know, I was thrown out of the library, even though I didn’t do a damn thing.  I hope you’re all doing okay and surviving this horrible thing happening to us. My targeting has gotten a lot worse.  Non-stop harassment and more perps after me. I mean, I’m an industry! I keep a lot of people employed!  I hope you’re all surviving and not giving up. If I can stick in there with all that’s happening to me so can you.

By the way, I’m paying $5.00 an hour to use the computer. The cheapest place I found. Every place I went to use computer cost $8.00 an hour or more.

I don’t know if you miss me as much as I miss being able to stay in touch with all of you. It seems there’s not much I can do to stay out of trouble. Whatever I do, I get into trouble and I don’t even have to do anything. These people who haunt us deserve to be in prison for what they’re doing to all of us. Let me tell you, sitting here writing to all of you feels wonderful. It lets me know that I’m not the only one going through hell every minute of every day.

I hope all of you are not giving up and sticking in there. I miss you all.

I’m trying to buy a new computer, so I have to save money to do it. When I get a new computer I’ll be back in touch on a regular . basis.  When that will be, I don’t know. Don’t forget me. I certainly will not forget any of you.

Take care of yourselves. It’s good to be able to write to you all. Love you all.

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Gang Stalking – Why don’t perps get Christmas spirit and give targets a break?

I  stood in line waiting to pay for what I bought.  Someone kept hitting me. I turned around, told the person behind to stop touching me.  He looked at me and said, “I’m not touching you.” I replied, “Sure, you’re not. It’s just my imagination, as always.”   A woman who heard the conversation said, “Oh, it’s Christmas. You sure don’t have the Christmas spirit.”  I said, “If you had to go through what I have to go through every day you wouldn’t,either.”  She said, “It’s Christmas don’t complain about what someone does.”  I turned to her and said, “If you had my life you’d want to kill yourself. You wouldn’t last too long.”  She turned and said, “I sure wouldn’t act like you.”  I said, “If you had my life you wouldn’t be here now. You’d probably kill yourself.”  Of  course, a perp, like all the others in line. I’d been in the store longer than I usually stay and the harassment in the store was awful. Everywhere I turned someone was imitating something I do in my apartment, or giving me weird looks, or pulling up their pants. They love to imitate me pulling up my pants. This I do while I’m home. I wear an old pair of jeans to bed because somehow it helps me not get hit electronically so much. And I’ve lost so much weight that the jeans won’t stay up, so I’m always pulling up my jeans.  I’ve never worn these pants outside my apartment and I don’t pick up my pants when I’m out, so they’re watching via camera. And  they have  audacity to tell me to have the Christmas spirit. Why don’t they get the Christmas spirit by leaving me alone for Christmas? They sure as hell don’t have the Christmas spirit themselves. If they can harass me during the Christmas season, they’re very unchristian. Bunch of phonies!

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Gang Stalking – All librarians, self-important government people and perps, go f–k yourselves

Here’s what happened and why I was thrown out of the library.

I sat at the computer looking through my  Facebook.com page. A heavy-set Mexican man sat next to me. He took up all the space around me. The computers are very close to each other.  Within a few minutes, his wife joined him. She, of course, sat right next to me. She also was heavy-set and took any space left over. I had my arm right next to her. I could barely move my mouse around. I asked her, “Do you think you could move over to the other side? I can’t move my arm.”  She turned around and cursed at me.  I went back to my Facebook page.  A few second later, I felt someone hit me on my arm. It was the woman who hit me. I said to her, “Why did you hit me? I didn’t hit you.”  I told her that I was sick of the abuse I get in the library and that I was going to report that she hit me.d I went over to the librarian and told her what happened and could they look through  the video to prove that the woman hit me.  The security guard showed and a few other people. They all stood around not knowing what to do. You see, I discovered that the video camera in the computer room does not work and they were at a dead-end as to what to do.

The woman came out of the computer room and  told the security guard that I’d hit her.  When I tried to tell the security guard that she’d hit me, he told me to be quiet. He did not want to hear what I had to say. This is always the case with the targets. We’re always in the wrong. We always start everything. We’re the  cause of the world’s problems.  Everybody else is good and we’re  bad.

So the group decided that I was the one in the wrong. That I’d probably hit her first and she just defended herself.  What garbage!  When the head of the library showed up, she said that I’d caused problems  before and that I was probably at fault. She went to the computer  to look at the  bad things I’d supposedly done and told me I was at fault.  I told her, “Oh, here we go again. I’m being accused of doing something I haven’t done!”  I told the woman I was not going to stick around to hear bullshit.  I walked out of the library. I’m sure during that time they were all talking about me. And I’m sure they got in contact with  the ones who run the program and asked them what they should do. Of course, they were told by the scumbags that I should be banned from the library.  It’s something that the monitors hoped happened.

I went into the library the next day, of course, because I hadn’t done anything, but I knew that my days at the library were over. I could feel the tension when I walked into the library.

So, again, accused of doing something I didn’t do.  I’m sure it’s going to go on the all the records they keep on me. The records they keep on all of us to prove that they’re doing something important. That they’re all good people and we’re the bad ones.

To all the people who work at the library and to all those self-important lowlife government people, go f–k yourselves!  Oh, and to you perps, too, go f–k yourselves! You haven’t brought me down yet! And you won’t.

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Gang Stalking- – Banned from library for another year.

Hi, everybody.  You haven’t heard from me for  a while.  I didn’t have a computer to get in touch with you. You see, I’ve had a bad two weeks. The library banned me from its premises.  It was an experience.

I went into the library and all the computers were in used by some perp.  I saw the security guard come in and walk toward me, but  kept going. He went to talk to one of the librarians. She handed him a piece of paper and quickly disappeared. I felt the tension and could tell something was going to happen, and it did.

A woman and the guard came over to where I sat. The woman began to read something about trespassing in Clark Country library. I realized that I was being thrown out of the library and ran to the elevator. The guard and the woman followed me into the elevator. The guard told the woman to keep reading. The elevator got to the 2nd floor and I ran through the library, down the stairs, and got to the curve.  I took a quick look to my right and left and crossed over to the other side of the street. I was out of the library area and they couldn’t do anything to me anymore. I kept running and didn’t look back.

I’ll tell you tomorrow, if I can, what happened in the library to get me thrown out. As always a set-up from all the freaks.

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Gang Stalking – Another fun day at the supermarket.

Another fabulous day at the supermarket.

I got all the things I needed and headed for the register. I saw a woman running to beat me to the register. It’s okay with me. She can run to get to the register, I’m in no rush.  The woman puts her food on the counter and begins to talk to the cashier. I take my things and put them on the counter. I bend down to put the basket where it belongs. The woman reaches over me and drops her basket  over my head and hits me. I get up and say to her, “You hit me. Don’t you even say “excuse me”?  The Asian woman turns around, says, “Oh, I’m sorry.” I turn to her and say, “You purposely threw that basket to hit me!”  I see the Bagger smile and the cashier, too. I  see red. These people just never leave us alone.  So I take my things and pushed them forcefully toward the woman’s things. All the things go on the floor. I turned to the woman, “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize my strength.” No ones dares say a thing to me. They know they’re a bunch of jerks. The woman leaves the store with a big smile on her face. The cashier turns to me and says, “How are you doing today?” I reply, “Do you really care? No! You don’t care, so don’t ask me.” And I continue, “Oh, I’m a lot of fun to have around” The cashier doesn’t dare look at me. He knows he’s a creep along with the woman who left the store and the Bagger.

There are days I just want to _______________  _________________ ___________. You can add into the blanks whatever you’d like to say.  I know we all have days like this. The freaks just never stop coming. And to that bitch who threw the basket on my head, you”ll get yours.

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Rosanne Marie – Myron May Suicide Letter – PLEASE SHARE

I know some of you don’t believe that Myron May was a target, but I do. Read the letter he left behind.

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Gang Stalking, the NWO & End Times Bible Prophecy.

 Rosanne Marie – Myron May Suicide Letter – PLEASE SHARE

Rosanne Marie

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Myron May Suicide Letter – PLEASE SHARE

The purpose of this letter is 3 fold…

First, I would like to make a sincere plea to you not to let my personal story die …

Enclosed within this letter you will find a USB flash drive containing a personal testimony from me about the financial, emotional and psychological pain that I have endured over the course of the last few months since I have discovered that I was a targeted individual. I have literally been forced to endure a living hell. There are thousands of targeted individuals within the United States that literally suffer each and every day at the hands of our government. Personally, I have experienced significant harassment from law enforcement in every place that I have been these past few months.

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Gang Stalking – In the end, we targets will win!

I hope your Thanksgiving Day was half-way decent. I know the lives we lead are not easy. Not for one day, not for one week, never! The fact that we survive day-to-day is a testament to our strength as targets.

I cooked myself a Thanksgiving dinner and pigged out. I could barely moved from my table. Now, I’m going to have to do a lot walking to make up for all I ate. I didn’t cook a turkey. I bought deli-turkey, a box of stuffing, made mashed potatoes from scratch and got a jar of brown gravy and heated it up. It wasn’t too bad. The stuffing was really good. And I still have leftovers. It’s too bad that most of us spent Thanksgiving alone instead of being with our families, but that’s the cards we’ve been dealt and we have to make the best of the worse.

I’m   sure  that your Thanksgiving Day was no better than mine; the same old s–t as all the other days. The perps played loud music all day, cars honked outside my window, got hit electronically from all directions, people walked outside my apartment like 500 ton elephants. Just an ordinary day for me.

And today when I left my apartment, they were out in full force. The library closed for 2 days, so they weren’t able to get to me for two days. They made up for it on my walk to the library.  And now I’m sitting in the library and it’s full of  cretins. You should see these people. Most of them look like they never take a shower, or bath. I think most of them sleep in their clothes. I wonder what they do when I’m not around to harass? Do they go out rape and pillage? That’s the sort of thing these creatures do. I’m not calling them human beings, or maybe I should. I think human beings are the most vicious of all creatures. We think we’re so smart. That we’re smarter than all other creatures, but from what I’ve seen of human viciousness we humans have a long way to being humane. Humans seem to take pleasure in torturing other humans.  Maybe we should change the name of human to something that describes us in a better way.

Well, I’m hoping for better tomorrows for all  targets.  We will outlast the bastards who make our lives miserable. We’ll outlive them too. And we will stick around to get our stories out to a world that won’t listen. In the end, we will win!

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Gang Stalking – “Thank you” to all my readers.

It’s that time of year again to be thankful to those people who read my blog. To all of you who read  my blog, thank you, thank you, thank you   from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for your comments, thank you for taking the time to empathize with me when I’m having a really  hard time dealing with life, thank you for just being you. My life would be a lot emptier without you readers.

Happy Thanksgiving Day.  I hope it’s a good one.

Or, one more thing. I got a compliment today. I’m not used to compliments anymore, but this one was great. I walked toward the library and there was a very good-looking man with two black dogs standing watching me. I looked at him and thought “he’s great looking”. So I played with him a bit. I said,  “Are you waiting for me” in a provocative way. He answered, “No, but I wish I was. You’re gorgeous!” I just had to put this in to remember it. It’s been a very long time since a man complimented me. It felt really good to have a man compliment me instead of degrade me. Oh, I did say “thank you” to him for the compliment.

To that former serviceman, I say “thank you” for you compliment. I’ve seen him before. I’ve seen him when he wasn’t looking so great with his two dogs. He’s a former Afghanistan veteran.  And when I saw him about a year ago, he looked a little crazy. It’s nice to know he’s gotten  healthier. I hope he stays healthy.

And while I’m at it, “Thank You” to all the servicemen and servicewomen who fought to keep America free. You all deserve  acknowledgement from regular Americans.

Happy Thanksgiving to all wherever you are.

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Gang Stalking – Myron May – a target?

The man Myron May who shot people in the Florida library was on my Facebook page. He befriended me about  2 weeks  ago. I didn’t have too much contact with him. I wait a while before I answer someone to make sure  he/she is not a perp. Well, I never got the chance to find out if he would become a friend or a perp.  See the video of Myron May  -http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vnOWkeHnoZo

If you can’t get it, go to Youtube.com  and type in Myron May Alleged FSU may have been a targeted Individual. Some people are saying he was a fake, but I don’t think he was.  Another death of a targeted individual. How many more will there be of us before the nonsense stops?

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Gang Stalking – Perps should be grateful to targets this Thanksgiving

I can’t believe Thanksgiving is this Thursday. I wish I could enjoy the holiday, and be with family. I haven’t  celebrated a holiday in I don’t know how long. Holidays are just like any other day of my awful life. The perps just don’t let up for even one day. Thanksgiving will be a typical day for me with the perps following me everywhere I go. I will get electronically hit by their phones. People will talk loudly when they see me outside. They will laugh as if they’re enjoying life to the fullest  (yeah, sure they are!). These people don’t know how to enjoy life. They’re all miserable s.o.bs.  The only thing these people are good at is harassing other people. That’s what makes the scumbags happy. They like to put on a face for us to make us think they’re happy, happy people. Nothing could be further from the truth. These people wouldn’t know what happiness is if it hit them in the face. They’re only interested in making a target’s life miserable and the money they can make from making our lives miserable. Most of these  people don’t have jobs. We’re their job. We’re their paychecks! Without us, they’d be homeless, They’d be living in homeless shelters (a lot of them who come to the library are homeless, or been in prison). With the money they get from harassing us, they can get an apartment, or get food to eat.  I’ve seen some of the perps who harass me at the library digging through the trash for bottles when I don’t show up at the library for a while. Without me at the library, they don’t get any money.  I would say we targets are keeping a lot of perps from homelessness. The perps should this Thanksgiving be grateful to us  targets for the money they make off us. We keep them from becoming homeless, and out of jail.

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