Gang Stalking – Spooky place to live.

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The other day, I took a picture of a gang stalker. The gang stalker ran after me and kept asking me why I was taking a picture of him. I did not answer and kept walking. He walked away and told his friend I was taking pictures of him. Both of them ran toward me and kept asking me why I was taking their pictures. Then the second man, ran over to a woman and told her I was taking their pictures. She joined them and also kept asking me why I was taking their picture. I paid no attention, and they watched me as I went up the steps.

Why is it that these people are so afraid of having their pictures taken? Is it because they’re illegal aliens? Is it because they don’t want anyone to know what they’re doing to people?

Well, anyway, I had really creepy people walking by my apartment all day. I was so spooked, I slept with my light on when I went to bed. When I went to bed, I put chairs, scotch taped my door, and put all kinds of things near it.

Believe me, these people are not people you want to meet at night when you’re walking around. If you saw them, you’d hoped that they wouldn’t take your money, or kill you.

Anyway, I woke up the next day, and my lock was open.

And today, when I went out to feed the pigeons, the woman two doors from me, kept locking and unlocking her door. So I know the creeps in apartment 206 had something to do with unlocking my door.

They were letting me know in a runabout way that they’d unlocked my door.

I thought my earlier apartment was bad, but this new place is really, really spine-chilling.

If I could find someone to move in with me, I’d let him move him. But I haven’t run into anyone in the last four years, I can trust.

So I have to live by myself with weird people who haunt me day and night.

Believe me, it is not a good feeling.

I used to carry a knife with me to bed, but after a while, stopped doing it.

But now, I’m back to carrying a knife with me to bed. I stopped because I was afraid I’d accidentally cut myself, or have something worse happen.

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Gang Stalking – Sometimes I wish I’d go to bed and just die.

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Summer’s coming, so the gang stalkers are back to their game of leaving dog  poop in the front of my apartment.  They want the front of my apartment to attract flies, ants, roaches, etc.  I went out this morning and the first thing I see, dog poop in the front of my apartment.  Honestly, I don’t know if  it’s dog poop, it looks more human than animal.  It’s very small and isn’t as dark as regular dog poop.  I know you’re probably reading this and getting disgusted.  I’m disgusted just writing it.  But my blog is like a diary I keep, so I have to write about what happens to me.  I never catch who’s doing it.  They make sure I’m not around, or are not leaving my apartment before they leave it.  Some day I’ll catch them.  I think the b—h upstairs put  it in front of my apartment.  When I stepped out to throw away my garbage she was near my apartment and acted very suspicious.  I wondered what she was up to.  So I’m pretty sure she did it, but since I didn’t see it, I can’t be 100% sure.

The woman upstairs has been in jail.  She once threatened to break my neck. I wrote about this when it happened. What gets me is that they have criminals going after good people.  I would bet that 65% of the people who harass us are felons.  I think they’re offered time off if they become gang stalkers.  Being criminals, they don’t have to get training to do awful things to targets. They already know how to be scumbags.  I know the ones that follow me around seem to be criminals.  I also noticed that a lot of security guards and military men are gang stalkers. The military men do it because they’ve been told we targets are Americans who can’t be trusted.  And they fall right in line with the lies and believe whatever the government tells them.   Paradox, isn’t it? The military men  fight for Americans’ freedom and come home and join in taking away someone’s freedom. And the security guards are usually people who want to feel important.  The  security guards feel important beating someone down.

When, oh, when is this crap going to end?  The whole week I’ve felt really tired.  I have absolutely no energy. I sometimes wonder why we targets stick around?  What is the purpose of living this life?  It’s a life that’s not at all a joy to live. We can’t love anyone; we have no family; no friends; everywhere we go, people abuse us.  We’re blamed for everything that happens. We’re  called liars, thieves.  Sometimes I wish that I’d go bed and just die.

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Gang Stalking – Oh, it feels so good getting even.

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I’m typing my blog early today.  I always tell myself I have to tell my T.I. readers this and that, and then I put off writing my blog late into the day, and I forget everything I want to tell you.  So that’s why today I’m writing early.

To reiterate, There. Are. No. Directed. Energy. Weapons. Or. Satellites. Aimed. At. You.  I can’t say this enough.  I know all these years you’ve heard about Directed Energy Weapons, but its been from T.Is who think that’s what they are.  In the beginning from all I read, I thought that was true, but I never fully believed it.  I decided to really explore what is going on around me, and let go of the idea of directed energy weapons. Well, I’m so glad I did.  I went against the grain, and finally, finally, it has become clear to me that I’m on the right track.

Just this morning, I drove the gang stalkers crazy. All these years, I thought I was getting hit from above. But I’ve discovered in the last few days, that’s not true.  It is coming from above, but I’m being hit from the counter that I sleep next to. The only place that’s even remotely safe for me to sleep .  I discovered that if I put umbrellas against the side of the counter that the pesticide that they’re sending down to me goes right back to them. I don’t get hit. So there’s a gadget underneath the counter.

And with the gang stalkers next door,  I put my electric  fan against the wall near the front door and I could hear the gang stalkers  running around like chickens with their heads cut off.  They were running around trying to protect themselves.  Also, the ones upstairs, same thing.  When I put the umbrellas against the side of the counter, I could hear them running around trying not to get hit.

As I’ve stated before, everything they do to you is near you: in your apartment, outside your apartment and surrounding area. And every day I prove it.

I’ve meant to tell you about sensors, but I keep forgetting.  There are sensors placed all over your apartment. Last week, I discovered some in the doorway.  The top part  of the doorway, in the middle. The sensors are not easy to see. They look like pieces of paper, so it’s hard to find them.  I also found one under my sink.  I found one a long time ago in my temperature gauge, but I think another one been put in. I can hear the sound every time the gang stalkers try to find me. It makes a “click.”  The sensors are under your carpet, in your walls, in your counters, in your refrigerator, under the sink, in the light sockets, in the cabinets, the stove, wherever something can be hidden. That’s how they can always tell where you are.  Sensors are what they use to find you, not directed energy weapons or satellites.  The sensors are the bad guys.  I don’t know how to explain what they look like.  But the closest I can explain to what they look like,  is this way, they look like small pieces of computer instructions with dots. I wish I could explain it better.  I’ll go on the web and try to find something that looks like the sensor chips.  You can find the chips by moving your hand around the area you think the chip might be. Move your hand up and down and see if you see any movement.  That’s a chip.  Use your flashlight.

The gang stalkers living next to me think they’re going to have an easy ride.  They don’t know  they’re going to get hit as much as they hit me. I know they’re getting hit.  I put my ear against the wall and listen to them running around trying to protect themselves.  So they don’t get an easy ride.  I love to hear them running around.  It makes my day.  This week  I’ve fought back a lot, and I’m getting great pleasure in making their life as miserable as they’re trying to make mine.

Oh, I forgot.  You know that pulsating feeling you get, that’s water.  Yes, water.  You have pipes running underneath the ground and the pipes carry water.  The people in government have found a way to re-direct that water to you so that you get  pulsations.  I saw the maintenance man, about a year ago, put a sterno (that’s that tin can you put under your pan to keep your food warm)  into the ground and bury it.  The maintenance man saw me watching him and told the gang stalkers to make sure that it wasn’t removed. I’ve often thought of digging it up, but I wouldn’t get too far.  The gang stalkers would  call the maintenance man and tell him what I’m doing.  So do you get it?  Water and then they direct electricity toward you.  The electricity meets the water, therefore, the pulsating.  I’m no scientist, so that’s the best explanation I can give you.

I hope I’ve helped you somewhat.  All these things I’m telling you, I’ve discovered on my own.  If you want to believe that the government is aiming  Directed Energy Weapons and Satellites at you, it’s your life and you can believe whatever you want. No problem.  It’s a free(?) country. You have  a right to believe what you want.

The two new gang stalkers next to me never leave their apartment.  There was  a notice in their door knob for four days and no one even removed it. They’re just like the previous gang stalkers (I drove them out).  Those two spent all day in bed, and I think these two new ones do the same thing. It must be nice to spend all day in bed making love.

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Gang Stalking – I just want this hell to end.

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Lately, I’ve thought that I have to do something about what is happening to me.  But what, I don’t know?  There seems to be no way out of this hell I’m experiencing.  This gang stalking has been with me now  going on four years.  And no matter which way I turn, there seems to be no answer.  There are a  few things I could do to end this, but it’s a coward’s way out.  I’ve never  been a coward, and I don’t intend to start being one.  I just wish I could find some help.  Some journalist who is willing to tell the stories of people who are suffering the same fate I am.

After four years of gang stalking, I’m tired.  I can barely get out of bed in the morning, but I force myself to get up, take a shower and get dressed. I have no bed, so I’ve been sleeping on the floor.  And sleeping on the has taken a toll on my body.  My body has scars from all the pesticide that’s sprayed on me.  My nails look dirty.  The pesticide gets inside my nails.   My nails don’t grow anymore.  My hair has become dry and brittle.  When I look at things, my eyes see double images.  The bottom of my feet have lots of scars from the pesticide.  I really don’t know how long I can continue with this horrible life I’m living.

The pesticide is bad enough, but I have to put with so much abuse from other people.  There’s not a moment I’m left alone.  There’s always someone trying to make my life miserable.  I don’t understand how people can be so evil.  No one can tell me that people are good, because I know they’re not.  If people were basically good, I wouldn’t be going through the hell I have to face every day.

I guess you can tell I’m not having a good day today.  Most times I’m okay, but there are days, I just want to die. I just want this hell to end.

Don’t worry, I’m not going to do anything.  I just had to let this out.  There’s no one I can talk with.  It’s a release when things build up inside of me too much.

(You see the photo with the backpack, this is the way the gang stalkers walk around.  They have backpacks on their backs and have a sprayer attached inside. This sprayer is large, but the ones the gang stalkers use are very small and cannot be seen by most people. And their backpacks are also smaller. )

P.S. They’ve erased my blog about five times already.  I don’t forget what I type, so I just retype. And I feel better already letting you know what’s going on.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – What I want for Christmas.

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Someone asked me today what I want for Christmas.  I couldn’t think of anything that I want (I could use a bed, but it would be destroyed if someone gave it to me, so why bother getting something that’s going to be destroyed).  Thinking about the bed made me think of gang stalking.  So now I know what I want for Christmas.  I want the gang stalking to STOP.  If there’s someone out there who can grant this wish, you’ll have my admiration forever.   I know this is wishful thinking on my part and it won’t happen,  but it  makes me feel better to think that it might stop.

So that’s what I want for Christmas.  The freaks to stop bothering me, and everybody else!

Countdown:  49 blogs to write.

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Gang Stalking – Smoke and Mirrors; Magicians’ Tricks.

I know a lot of you targets out there believe in DEWs(Directed Energy Weapons), satellite surveillance, etc. But I have to tell you that most of the things the government does to you are low, low tech.  They’re third world gadgets.  They’re nothing but smoke and mirrors; magicians’ tricks. I know. I see it every day where I live. The maintenance man is always doing something that will make me feel more pain. The other day, I saw him digging up some dirt in front of my apartment. After the hole was dug, he put in two sternos (sternos are those  things you put under a pan to keep food warm) and then he covered them with dirt.  He told the gang stalkers upstairs to make sure no one touched the sternos,  referring to me, of course.  I was openly watching him.  I guess it’s supposed to attract electricity.   These are the sort of things they use to make a targeted individual’s life a living hell.

They’ll use electric lights at night, in the surrounding area, to attract electricity to where you are. They’ll darken the area around you and focus all the light in your direction, therefore, making you a target for any electricity that might be looking for a place to hit. They’ll put sensors in your electrical outlets. Sensors in the refrigerator.  With the sensors, they can track you in your apartment and always know where you are.  They’ll take the back of the refrigerator out and the front, also, to attract electricity. They’ll use your micro-wave to hit you. They’ll mess with your oven to make your apartment a sauna.  I don’t know how they do this with the oven, but every time my apartment gets hot, I turn off the switch and the apartment immediately cools down.  They’ll also use nearby fire hydrants to draw electricity to you. Look to see if your fire hydrant is running water at night.  If it is, they’re using the hydrant against you. Or  are there any irrigation control valves nearby?  They also will use the valves against you.

They’ll place batteries and pennies all over your apartment, even in your bed. Make sure you check your bed before you get in it.  They also use dot-size heat granules, or large, large hair  dryers.  The heat  granules and dryers are both used to heat  you and your  apartment.  The granules  look almost like dry detergent and have the same  feeling. The granules used by the  gang stalkers  heat up your body.   Feel your bed, if your bed  feels grainy, remove the sheets and shake the sheets to make  sure you remove the granules.  Don’t shake the granules by your bed.  Do it outside or in the hallway.  The  granules heat your body up and will make it impossible for you to sleep.  And these things work.  I had the experience of being hit by electricity from a nearby battery.  And if you have Voice to Skull (V2S) happening to you, just ignore the voices.  Most likely, they’ve recorded  the voices and have it hidden somewhere in your apartment, or your neighbor’s apartment, or outside your house somewhere, or in your car.  Just keep looking everywhere you think the recording might be and you might get lucky finding it.

Why do you think they need all those gang stalkers.  If the government could hit you by satellite or DEWs, they wouldn’t need all those gang stalkers.  The gang stalkers do all the dirty work.  Without them, you wouldn’t have to worry about DEWs, satellites, etc.  They probably laugh every time one of you mentions DEWs.  And believe me, they want you to keep thinking that it’s DEWs and satellites doing this to you.  Because then, you’ll feel helpless to do anything against such weapons.  But once you discover the truth, they know you’ll be fighting back.  And then it means problems for them.

So my advice to you is stop thinking DEWs, satellites and look in your own backyard, or the vicinity near you.  That’s where the action is actually happening. Keep your eyes open at  all  times. In time, you’ll begin to see that I was telling you the truth.  And for God’s sake, don’t trust any of your  neighbors.   Almost 99-3/4%  of them are involved in your harassment.

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