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Gang stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Gang stalker, how do you live with yourself?

I just don’t understand how the gang stalkers can live the life they live.  All day long, they spend running around hitting me, or they’re after someone else.

Gang stalker,  you spend your whole day just doing evil things to people. How can someone live a life that’s so awful?  How sad a life it is? I don’t envy you at all.  You might think you have the upper hand, but, believe me, I would not want to live a life like yours. This is your  whole life, just doing harm to someone. What happened to you in your life that’s made you the way you are?  Did your parents abuse you?  Did you not get enough attention?  Were you bullied in your life, and now you’re trying to get even with someone?  What is it that happened to you to make you so evil?  You seem to have no sunshine in your life. The evilness is with you every day and every moment.  How do you stand living with yourself?  How do you live with all the darkness in your life?  Why don’t you ask yourself these questions, and try to convince yourself you’re a decent person.  I’m from the outside looking in on your life, and I can tell you, you’re a miserable human being.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Sometimes I have to remind myself there are a “few” nice people out there.

On the bus

On the bus (Photo credit: joshua_putnam)

I was waiting at the bus stop and looking in my bag for bus fare. A man stood by and  kept looking at me. At one time if a man looked at me, I thought he was looking at me because he thought I was attractive. Nowadays, when a man looks at me, I assume it’s because I’m going to be his target. So I looked back at the man and gave him a nasty look, and returned to my bag to look for my weapon to zap him for when he zapped me. I took some coins out of my bag, and a dime fell out. I bent down to pick it up, the man beat me to it and picked it up to give  me. I said “thank you ” and continued to look for coins. He still stared at me, and I was getting annoyed. He leaned over and handed me something. I looked at it, and it was a bus pass for the rest of the day. I was so surprised I had a hard time blurting out “thank you.” He got on the bus, and I followed. He sat down, and I went over and thanked him again. What a nice man he was. I’m so used to being abuse,  I never think someone might be a good person.

I got on another bus, and the bus driver asked me what my shirt said.  So I let him look at it. My shirt states”Targeted Individual by U .S. Government since 2009″. He asked me what exactly did it mean. I explained to him that I’m harassed  by a group of gang stalkers who get paid by the  government. I told him I was on a list of people the government considers violent and dangerous,  and there were more than half million of us on the list. He kept asking me questions, and said I didn’t look dangerous. I told him I wasn’t dangerous, and  have  never been in any trouble, but someone reported me to the government as being a danger to U.S. security, and that’s how I got placed on the list.  He seemed to believe me (I don’t know if he really did), but it was nice to have someone listen to what I had to say.  He was the first person to ask me about the shirt. A lot of people look at it, but never ask me any questions.  They look at me as if I’m crazy.

So two nice men in one day.  I guess there are still nice people in the world; I just have to remind myself constantly they exist.

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