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

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English: Busy afternoon on the beach At the height of the summer season, there is little spare room on the Cobb beach. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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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 – “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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Gang Stalking – Transformer in my complex explodes

In the last few days, I’ve experienced my lights going on and off. My kitchen bulb always goes off. I just walk over and twist it back on. The refrigerator’s been making really strange sounds and the exhaust system in the bathroom makes very weird noses. This scenario happens to me everywhere I’ve lived. I knew  what  was coming.

I went out and came back late at night. On my way home I noticed a NV Energy truck, digging something up. Nevada Energy seems to always be in my neighborhood digging something up. When they’re in the neighborhood I always watch them. My instincts tell me to. I’ve had enough experience with other power companies. I know the power companies also play the perp game. I went into my apartment, turned on the light and opened the refrigerator to put away food. I was about to close the door and I heard a loud BOOM! All the lights in my apartment went off. I went outside to see if it’d happened to others. It took  others in the complex about 5 minutes to come and say that their lights went out. I told them, “Oh, it’s the transformer”. One man said to me, “How do you know that?” I said, “Because I’ve experienced lights going out often”. My complex has 3 subdivisions. I’m next to #1. I’m in the middle. Subdivision #1 had all their lights on. I’m the first one in a row of apartments. Every subdivision had its lights on except for mine. Now, I know that the NV Energy was f—–g around with the electric in my apartment. This is what always happens. When the perps keep complaining to the monitors on how  hard  a time they’re having getting to me, they do this.  NV Power wanted to shut my lights off, it screwed up. It turned off everyone’s power. Let me tell you, I thoroughly  enjoyed watching the perps in the complex get angry about losing their power. I had candles all ready to go. I’ve learned from past experiences. The perps  stood outside complaining  until the lights  came back on.  I was in my apartment enjoying the scenery.

I wonder what the monitors will think of next? I guess I haven’t driven them crazy enough? But I will do my darnest to continue doing it. I feel better when I’m fighting back than when I’m being a good, little girl, as they want me to be. Whatever NV Energy  did  didn’t change anything in my apartment. Everything in my apartment was as it always is. Last night, I could hear the guy upstairs moving his machine around trying to spray me with pesticide, but he was getting nothing.  I found another way to stop the spraying. And the monitors will continue to find a way  to harass me, and I will find a way to stop it. My life sounds just like what’s going on in Congress. No one’s winning!

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Add Minneapolis FBI – Federal Bureau of Investigation RESPONSIBLE FOR THE DEATH OF MY DAUGHTER!

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A mother’s story of the evil happening all around us.

Originally posted on My Story of Organized Stalking, Corruption and Domestic Terrorism :

Add Minneapolis FBI – Federal Bureau of Investigation RESPONSIBLE FOR THE DEATH OF MY DAUGHTER!

This preceded the death of my daughter who had been reported in December of 2010 to the FBI – Federal Bureau of Investigation as a trafficked person as was a kidnapping report submitted. Again in May 2014 her activity raised suspicions and I again reported her as a trafficked person to the Advocates of Human Rights and 2 Twin City Police Departments. Again 3 days prior to her death on the 27th of September 2014, I reported these strange activities lending reasonable suspicion that a threat existed concerning her safety… THREE DAYS LATER SHE WAS DEAD!

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Study: More Homeless Children Now Than Any Point in US History

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I heard about this on the radio and I was going to write about it, but this blog tells it like it is. Aren’t the statistics disgusting?

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Originally posted on Conspiracies: Fact or Fiction:

Common Dreams
by Jon Queally

A new report on child homelessness in America finds that 2.5 million children experience homelessness annually.

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The annual levels of homelessness among children have never been higher in the United States, according to a new comprehensive report released on Monday.

Prepared by the National Center on Family Homelessness, the report—America’s Youngest Outcasts (pdf)—shows that with poverty and inequality soaring in recent years, approximately 2.5 million children in 2013 found themselves without a roof over their head or place to call home. That number equals one in 30 American children nationally, and constitutes an 8 percent increase over the previous year.

“Child homelessness has reached epidemic proportions in America,” said Dr. Carmela DeCandia, director of the NCFH, in a statement. “Children are homeless to night in every city, county and state — in every part of our nation.”

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Based on federal and other available data…

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“Why Am I Being Arrested”?

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Police brutality.

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This example of police brutality took place at Brookdale Community College in Lincroft, N.J., just a few miles from where I grew up.

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