Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Until you’ve walked in my shoes, don’t judge me a nutcase.

Yesterday, I came home to find someone had smeared feces on my door and on outside air conditioning unit. At first, I thought it was chocolate. It had that chocolatey color, but on closer inspection, it was definitely feces. I think someone who walks his dog in front of my apartment did it. It’s supposed to be a lawn, not a place where dogs urinate and relief themselves. People don’t have to worry about where they let their dogs go, management allows it to be done to me with its approval. If what is happening to me happened to someone else, there’d be a big outcry; but it’s just me, so it’s allowed. The management people do it themselves. They let their dog relief himself in front of my apartment.

I ran to the manager and told her what happened. She came to look and left. I also called the police department. They wouldn’t come to take a look because I did not see who did it. But I asked them if I could have a report written up about the incident. They agreed to do that. And the manager returned with a mop and scrubber to clean my door. I was going to leave it on the door for everyone to see. The manager removed the feces because she said it did not look good.

I always find it strange to Google something and that something turns out to be something I’ve written. It’s kind of flattering. It’s another thing, though, to have someone take what I’ve written and make it sound like I belong in a loony bin. When I go to my site, I usually check out who is reading my blog. This time when I checked it out, a site by the name of appeared. I went into the site and discovered my blog being discussed by a group of people. They think there are three reasons I’m writing this blog: 1) I’m off my meds; 2)for comedic entertainment 3)plea for attention. If there’s one thing I don’t need, it’s attention. I have it non-stop, 24/7, from the gang stalkers. So, believe me, abovetopsecret, I don’t need any more attention. I have a lot more than I want or need. Your remark that “I’m off my meds”…I don’t take any meds. Also, from reading your site, it sounds to me as if you people might need some meds. You seem overly hyper and make silly remarks throughout sounding like people who need meds. And as to writing this blog for comedic entertainment, I only wish I was writing this blog for comedic entertainment. What’s happening to me is not funny, nor made up.

I guess you can sit at your computer and make fun of me. Unless you actually experience what I’m going through, don’t knock it. It’s a gang stalking and psychological harassment game played by a bunch of nitwits hired by the U.S. government. Things done to me seem very normal to someone looking on, but are not. That’s why this gang stalking works. The things gang stalkers do to targets are very subtle … one of the reasons I don’t show videos. If I were to shoot a video, it would look very ordinary to you, but I’d know what is going on. I noticed you had a lot of fun making snide remarks about a woman who shot a video showing what was happening to her. So until you’ve walked in my shoes, don’t judge me a nutcase. And be glad it’s not happening to you, because it’s a hellish experience. I wouldn’t wish this on my worse enemy. Now, abovetopsecret, start with the laughter!

Contact Info:

No one is allowed to leave a comment unless he/she reads my blog.

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s