English: cover of the bok Rapunzel Svenska: Omslagsbild av bilderboken Rapunzel av bröderna Grimm (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Edward Snowden, painted portrait IMG_8815 (Photo credit: Abode of Chaos)
Not much news on Edward Snowden. He’s still in the airport in Russia, but his father did speak out. His father said that he spoke with his son and his son is willing to return to the U.S. on certain conditions. First, Edward Snowden wants a promise from the U.S. that he will not be arrested right away and not gagged when he arrives. Snowden wants to be able to tell his side of the story before he’s put somewhere and no one knows where he is. If I were Snowden, I wouldn’t believe anything the U.S. government promises me. They’ll promise him the world and arrest him as soon as he steps on U.S. soil.
I’ve made a lot of promises to myself over the years and never kept them. So I made a promise to myself when my gang stalking began that I would not cut my hair until I wasn’t a prisoner of the U.S. government.
So far, I’ve kept the promise. My hair is now below my waist. This is the first time in my life my hair has been this long. I’ve had very short hair and hair just above my shoulders. For years, my hair has been above my shoulders. It’s the most conveninent style for me. If it gets too hot, I can put it in a ponytail and get it out of the way.
Lately, the long hair is beginning to annoy me. It takes a long time to wash, rinse and dry. And it also takes a long time to braid it in the morning. I can no longer wash my hair and go.
Also, the long hair reminds me how long I’ve been a victim of gang stalking. In a way, this is depressing. It reminds me how long this miserable thing has been happening to me.
But on the other hand, it reminds me how strong I’ve been. That I didn’t give up. That I’ve remained strong no matter what the government threw my way, and is still throwing.
My hair is a sliding scale of what I’ve endured, and it gives me strength.
I’m writing this blog about my hair to remain myself not to cut my hair, because if I do, it just shows my weakness. I’m reinforcing the promise I made to myself when my gang stalking began. I will not cut my hair until the U.S. government releases me from its hold.
When the day comes that I’m free, I will chop off my hair and put it in a glass frame for all to see. When someone asks me why I keep hair in a frame, I will explain the reason.
And if the government never stops harassing me, I will continue to let my hair grow. I’ll be like Rapunzel who let her hair grow down the castle wall.
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The perps want to determine every aspect of our lives. They tell me what colors to wear. They try to scare me out of wearing makeup or earrings. They essentially want me to wear gray and brown. I am not allowed to wear my hair up in a ponytail or bun. I started use bandannas and hats to control my hair but they started telling me I could not wear this one nor that one….I ended up having like 3 bandannas I could wear. The hats are hot and someone told me only “gays” wear hats like that.
My hair only grows so long but I grew and grew it during Bush because I refused to cut it as long as he was in office. I naively thought that if Obama got in all this would end. It’s been hell on Earth since Obama got in. I cut my hair when Obama got into office. I did one more: I shaved my head. I thought the Bushes were the devils and that anything would be better than them. The devils that run this world hide out of sight but I was still naive enough to think that Democrats were better…I had to hide my bald head underneath a scarf for a few months but by summer it looked like I had a short haircut and by 2010 it was shoulder length again. It does not grow much after that.
The phone clicks and clunks when I talk on it. I was on the phone with someone and I used the word “slave”, not in context with blacks, but myself, and we were disconnected. I had to call back. This is a nightmare even Orwell could not have imagined.
Well, in some ways Obama is worse than Bush. Obama, being a Democrat, promised to run an open presidency. He’s as bad as Bush and broke his promise to all of us.
Why do you listen to those idiots? Wear whatever you want. They’re not going to do anything to you. They want you to do something to yourself so that they’re not blamed.
I have disobeyed them and bad things have happened to me. They make it seem unrelated but they up the harassment and take away things/people in my life as “punishment”. I remember the year I dared to go against them and what happened. It seems as if they have a million ways to mess with me. Oh for some protection from them and the chains they put on me. I have tried prayer and it works a little but even God won’t totally take the chains off from the freaks. Lately I’ve been under bad attack this whole month and it seems as if even God has turned away even though I know that’s not true.
I know he should stay away from here!!!! I hope he doesn’t get taken in. He’s young, and probably really scared, but he has a chance at life if he doesn’t come home. Here, he’ll either be tortured in prison for the rest of life or tortured outside of prison for the rest of his life like we are. Edward, DON’T COME HOME!
About your hair…I think you are doing the right thing, but I’ll tell you something that might give you a new appreciation of it. I am not allowed to grow mine out. They put some kind of crap into my shampoo when I tried. It made it all go brittle and keep breaking off and sticking out like wire. They did that for years until I started cutting it short. Now I have to keep it short because they are constantly zapping my face and making it tickle (and swell where they zap me) so I can’t stand having my hair touch my face anymore. I always wanted long hair so they make sure I can’t have it.
Thanks, but I never realized how much care long hair requires. I’m not cutting it, just a thought. The perps are such creeps. How can any human being be so disgusting as to try to ruin someone’s hair?” They all make me want to throw up all over them.
It’s even worse than that. They ruined my face as well. I won’t go into details as it might give the perps who read this ideas, but it’s traumatic for me just to look at a mirror now.
How do these perps live with themselves doing what they’re doing to people?
I don’t know, but they’ve really ruined everything about my personality. I stopped being fun when my son was murdered by them and now I don’t even want anyone to see me after what they did to my appearance, but I keep going to work and to the stores anyway because I have to. Not because it gives me any pleasure. I know I’m ugly and there’s nothing I can do about it.
That’s the brave thing to do, keep going. If you do that, the perps don’t win. I also shop, take walks, etc. even though I get no pleasure, since I have to put up with so much garbage when I walk. Maybe the perps have done a job on your mind, maybe you’re not ugly at all. They’ve convinced you that you’re ugly.
I wish and hope that was so. Thank you for the encouragement. I wish we could live in peace and not be interfered with.
It would be nice to live in peace. I dream of that day, when I don’t have to watch my back and freely do whatever it is I have to do without a bunch of gangsters coming after me.
Me too. Keep dreaming.