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Gang Stalking – Maybe my blog has changed some things.

I’ve written this blog for 4 years now (thank you, WordPress.com  for letting me know), and I really thought I haven’t really accomplished anything. But rethinking it, I think I have. For instance, a few changes were made on buses, in the library, etc.

When I first arrived in Las Vegas, there were perps who used to carry backpacks. All of them carried a backpack with pesticide in it and a sprayer. They sprayed the pesticide on me. I used to get on the bus and the bus company put in a lot of vents. The bus driver would open up the vent and the pesticide would come streaming down on me. I realized how dangerous this was to my body. I didn’t complain to the bus driver because I knew it would do no good. What I did instead was tell the bus driver  he was spraying pesticide every day he hit the vent.  And I told him/her that the stuff was going into his lungs for 8 hours a day. I told this to every bus driver on every bus. After a while, I noticed, the spraying stopped. Not to stop it from spraying me, but because the bus drivers  probably complained about the pesticide going into their lungs. And up to this day, no spraying on the bus. And I think  I had something to do with it.

And then when I came into the library, the library also put in a lot of vents. I would sit down to wait for a computer and the a fine mist of pesticide would come streaming down on me.  I also played the same head games with the librarians. I told them that the thing that was being sprayed was pesticide and it was going into their lungs. The spray disappeared. The vents never go on no now. There are still a lot of vents in the library, but no more spraying. The librarians didn’t know that it was pesticide being sprayed. I made sure  they knew.

And then when I went for a walk, the same thing happened. Guys would walk round with backpacks with pesticide on their backs and a sprayer.  Well, I played with their heads, too. I told them, “Do you think  spraying that stuff isn’t affecting your lungs?  All the stuff you’re spraying is going into your lungs.” And I told them to read statics on men who do pesticide spraying for a living.  Men who work spraying pesticide for a living end up very sick and it’s hard for them to breathe.

So, the spraying in the bus, library, street stopped. But there’s one place, the pesticide spraying hasn’t stopped, and that’s in my apartment. I’ve had no luck with idiots who spray this stuff all night. They think they’re powerful because they know I have to sleep in my bed and there’s nowhere I get away from them. But it’s also affecting their lungs. Years from it will start showing up in their lungs. When they can’t breathe, they’ll know that I was telling the truth.  I will also  feel the effects of  pesticide spraying, but there’s really nothing I can do about it now. I wish I could. It makes me angry I can’t. Now, of course, they use their phones and computers to hit me in the library, on the bus and everywhere else I go.

So, in a way, I’ve stopped pesticide spraying.  I’m sure I wasn’t the only way being sprayed with the awful stuff. I’m sure others were, too.

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Gang Stalking – And to a thousand more blogs – with WordPress.com, of course!

The Last of the Mohicans (1992 film)

The Last of the Mohicans (1992 film) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Writing boxes

Writing boxes (Photo credit: practicalowl)

Two Thousand and Ten Injuries

Two Thousand and Ten Injuries (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’m celebrating an anniversary today. This is the 1000th blog I’ve written. Whoopee!

When I signed into WordPress.com on October, 2010, I knew I was going to write about the things happening to me. I signed on, but I didn’t write anything for a month. And then I logged in again and wrote one blog. I wrote about my visit to the library to watch the movie “The Last of the Mohicans“. It’s a movie about the new settlers to America and the Indians.  Of course, the Indians were all bad, and the newcomers were all good.  The movie is very patriotic.  And I felt a lump in my throat when I watched the movie. I so loved America  in spite of what was happening to me.  But with the patriotism shown on the screen, I was afraid to stay when the movie ended.  I was afraid that the people watching the movie would attack me, so I left as soon as the movie ended.

Since that first blog, I’ve gone through a metaphorsis. I no longer feel the tuck in my heart about America. I can’t say I hate the U.S., but the love I had for it, I no longer feel. It’s hard to feel love when someone is abusing me. And that abuser happens to the U.S. government. The government I once so respected. In the three years I’ve written my blog, I’ve gone through some horrific things. I’ve been beaten, almost arrested, had  implant put in my year, and, generally, the last five years of my life have been miserable ones. Never in my wildest dreams did I think America, the country I once loved, would abuse me this way. But it has and continues to abuse.

The first two years I had very little traffic to my blog, but I didn’t care.  Even if no one read my blog, I  was going to continue to write about my experience. I had  to leave a record of my existence,  and  to warn  others  of the danger to their freedom by the U.S. government.

So, here I am, almost five years later, and I have a lot more readers, and I’ve awaken some readers as to what is happening in their lives. And that’s the part that I like, letting others know that they’re not alone.  That there are a lot of others who are experiencing  the same thing. And that it’s a worldwide experience, The harassment is happening to people all over the world. Other governments are also harassing their citizens in the same way. My readers and I have  become community of targeted individuals, and we try to help each other in the really bad times.

When I began to write my blog, I didn’t think I could write one blog, and here I am, a thousand blogs later. I didn’t know I had that much writing in me.

It’s been a unique experience writing this blog. I’ve learned a few things I didn’t know about myself. The first one is, I’m stubborn as a mule and don’t give up easily.  I’ve been tested in ways I never thought  I’d be tested and I’ve survived, and  I’ve been made stronger by writing this blog.  If I should survive for as long as the harassment continues, I know that  after this… takes effect, everything will seem like kid’s play, the petty things in life will not bother me.  And I’ve learned to appreciate an ordinary day, since I seldom have ordinary days anymore. And today, if I went to see the movie “The Last of the Mohicans”, you can bet I wouldn’t come out first. The bastards no longer have any power over me. And I can tell all you targets, the b——s will get their day in prison.

And thank you readers for all the comments you make. You make my blog a lot more interesting.

And to a thousand more blogs…

Gang Stalking – Don’t just exist, challenge yourself.

Stories

Stories (Photo credit: Enokson)

I had a lot of comments today. Thank you.  I had a hard time trying to approve your comments. The perp hackers kept deleting “approve”.  But I see I saved them all.  If you don’t see  comments from me, or your comment is missing, the hackers probably removed it.  It’s always something with these people. I don’t think they like me to get a lot of comments. A lot of comments means that people are reading what I write and that’s not good. The secret of what they’re doing to us will come out and they don’t want that. They want to continue what they’re doing. Their paychecks will stop coming if their secret gets out. But no matter what they do to me, I will continue writing my blog. Without some kind of challenge in one’s life, there’s no story. There’s just existence. And a lot of people who are just existing, like the perps.

Take care of yourselves.  And don’t let those perps get to you. In the end, they won’t matter. They’ll just be existing.

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Gang Stalking – Targets, leave behind the history of your life.

English: First page of an eight-page diary kep...

English: First page of an eight-page diary kept by John Winthrop the Younger of a trip from Boston to Saybrook, Connecticut, and his return, November-December 1645, written in both English and Latin. The Winthrop Family Papers, General Collection, Beinecke Rare Book and Manuscript Library, Yale University, New Haven, Connecticut. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Sony Tape Recorder

Sony Tape Recorder (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Blog Machine

Blog Machine (Photo credit: digitalrob70)

One of the smartest things I did as soon as I became a target was to start this blog.  It’s the one thing that’s kept me sane. When I have a really bad day, I write about it and get it out of my system.  I used to keep a written diary, but that came to an end when I discovered my sister found my diary and ripped out most of the  pages from it.  Let me tell you, it devastated me!  All those things that I’d written  to keep track of all the bad things going on in my life were gone.  I couldn’t believe a sister of mine would do something like that to me. And the few pages of the diary she left me, she’d written nasty remarks on.  That day I cried, because I knew she would no longer be a part of my life.  She’d done a lot of nasty things to me and I’d forgiven her, but destroying my diary was the last straw.  Soon after, I packed up my things and left her house.  I haven’t been in touch with her since that day.

I think of my sister every once in a while, and I still feel  anger toward her.  I don’t know if I can ever forgive her.  How can someone be so mean?  But my sister has always had a mean streak.  I remember her trying to beat me into submission, but I never gave in to her.  My mouth would always win any argument we had.

Well, anyway, I’m glad I write this blog.  I’ve been able to keep a diary of everything that’s happened to me  and I don’t have to fear someone getting hold of it and ripping it up.  And writing this blog has also enabled me to  be in touch with some very nice people.    I’ve met one target since I began  writing this blog, and he turned out not to be a very nice person.  After meeting him, I realized I had to be very careful about meeting other targets. So now, I just don’t have too much contact with other targets.

With the constant harassment happening to us targets, it’s a good idea to keep a diary of what happens on a day-to-day basis.  A lot of times, I reread blogs I’d written and realize I’d forgotten a lot of the details.  It is only after rereading the blogs that bring back the memory of what happened on a certain day or hour.

If something happens to me, I want to leave behind the  story of  what happened to me.  I want  people to see the world the way I saw it.  I want people to know that government can never be trusted.  That too much government interference in our lives is not a good thing.  The less government in our lives, the better.

I want to recommend to all targets that you write about everything that happens to you, so that people in the future can read about your experiences.  If you don’t, you will forget a lot of things that are happening to you now.  You think you won’t forget the hell you’ve been through, but believe me, you will.  Write a blog, get a tape recorder and record the things happening to you, take as many pictures as you can.  Leave behind a history of your life. Make sure people know about you. Let people know that government can become totalitarian at any  time, and that you’re leaving them a warning.

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Gang Stalking – Journalists, I have a story for you!

Seal of the United States Internal Revenue Ser...

Seal of the United States Internal Revenue Service. The design is the same as the Treasury seal with an IRS inscription. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Internal Revenue Service Building on Constitut...

Internal Revenue Service Building on Constitutional Avenue in the Federal Triangle (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I think it’s good that Associated Press journalists became targets of the United States government.  And I also think it’s fantastic that the patriots and tea party people became targets of the government.

It’s good, because  the term “targets” is  being bandy about.  Every news article I’ve read is using the word “target”.  So now when we targets talk about being a target of the U.S. government people are more likely to believe what we say.  Before, no one would even listen. I want to suggest to targets to tell everyone you know that you’re a target of the U.S. government, and tell them everything that’s happening to you.  We have to strike while the term “targets”  is getting a lot of attention.   Everybody’s writing about targets and this is the time to get their attention.

The journalist who wrote the story about the Internal Revenue Service (IRS)  targeting tea party  and patriots,  said he found the article about it on someone’s blog.  He didn’t go out and find it on his own, he regurgitated it from someone’s blog.  Journalist today seem to be very lazy.  They don’t go out on the street and try to find a story.  That’s too much work.

I heard a journalist on the radio say that from now on he’s going to read a lot  more blogs and try to find stories  in the blogosphere.  Maybe if they  start to read all the blogs that are out there, they’ll run into blogs about the targeting of U.S. citizens.  Maybe we targets will get lucky and some  journalist  can bring attention to our cause.  There are a lot of blogs about gang stalking being written, and journalist have to be blind to miss all the blogs.

So, I’m keeping my fingers crossed  that some journalist will run across my blog, or someone else’s blog, and make it a headline story.  I don’t care whose blog they write about. I just want out of this hell.

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Gang Stalking – A baaddd night.

That remaining optimistic will result in good ...

That remaining optimistic will result in good things (Photo credit: Kate Cooper)

Optimistic Leaves (winter edition)

Optimistic Leaves (winter edition) (Photo credit: christwisen)

English: optimistic logo

English: optimistic logo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I Can BEE Optimistic

Oh, last night was a bummer.  I didn’t get any sleep all night.  The perps hit me with electricity non-stop. They hit my feet, my back, and the back of my head.  Every time I was about to fall asleep, they’d wake me up.  I tried to protect myself by putting up cardboard boxes, plastic bottles, and plastic wrapping. Nothing worked.  I think  I got about an hour of sleep, or less.

I’m walking around like a zombie; half awake, half asleep.

I tried washing my dishes, but I kept notting off.  I bumped my head into the kitchen cabinet doors several times.  Had to use the bathroom and almost fell asleep on the seat.

So today a short blog. I don’t have the energy to put up with the  idiots who hack me all the time.

So just a few words of optimistism. I can’t even spell today.

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Gang Stalking – Want to see gang stalkers run, carry a camcorder.

Siebrand getting mail from our mailbox.

Siebrand getting mail from our mailbox. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Panasonic Camcorder in Use

Panasonic Camcorder in Use (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

BAW's Home Office

BAW’s Home Office (Photo credit: bayareabaw)

I went to get my mail this morning and found my mailbox open.  There was one letter in the box and it, too, was open. The letter had glue on it and the glue dried up.  So the ones who opened the mail couldn’t glue it together again. I’m pretty sure the ones who opened my mail were the complex manager and her husband.  Usually, the mailman just hands my mail to them and they look through it as if  it’s their mail.  I’d like to know what they’d do if I opened their mail.  I’m sure they’d call the police and complain about me opening it.  But they can get away with whatever they want to do to me and the police will do absolutely nothing.   But if I did the same thing, I’d be arrested, for sure.

The two have cameras in the office and in their apartment.  The apartment and the office are connected.   I don’t think they’re allowed to watch tenants without putting up a sign that says we’re being videotaped.  But there’s no sign telling tenants they’re taped.  I’m going to find out what the rules are about management videotaping without letting their tenants know. I know the cameras are there, but a lot of people don’t.  I’m sure the tenants would not be happy to know that everything they do is on video.

Yesterday, as usual, the complex manager came out of her office when I passed by.  She saw my camera taping her and ran quickly into the office.  I’d like for her to tell me that I can’t carry a camera around.  And I’ll tell her “when you take your camera down, I’ll stop carrying my camera around.”   She won’t dare tell me not to videotape tenants when she’s doing it herself.  And it’s amazing how scared the gang stalkers are about being videotaped.  The bitch upstairs especially.  I think she went to the office and complained about me videotaping her, but noting was done.  Just let them try to get my camera away from me.  I’m ready for them.  So far I’ve had 4 phones and 2 camcorders stolen.  A lot of evidence in the camcorder went out the window.  I’m sure they’ll try to steal my new phone, but this time, they’re not going to be so lucky.  They’re nothing but a bunch of thieves.  If you want to send your gang stalkers running, carry a camera. They’re so scared of it!  So they know what they’re doing is wrong, otherwise, why run?

Usually when I publish my blog it goes to my Facebook page.  I was curious about how my blog looked, because lately the gang stalkers have been messing with it.   My blog  on the surface looks like it’s okay, but as I look closer I see that there’s a lot wrong with it.  There’s no big, blue “W” for WordPress.com.  It’s been removed from my blog heading. The title of my blog is all right, but as I’ve stated before, there’s a “wp.me”  below my blog name.  And if someone hits “wp.me”  it shows a blog without spaces and everything is one long paragraph.  And nowhere does it show how someone can get in touch with me.  So if you ready my blog, hit the TITLE, not “wp.me.”  The blog doesn’t even show my blog name, just one big mess of words.  They’re trying to make it hard for someone to read my blog.  So, remember, hit the TITLE to my blog.  Once you hit the TITLE, all the information is in it.  Thank you.

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Gang Stalking – Let the world know about gang stalking; write a blog.

The logo of the blogging software WordPress. D...

The logo of the blogging software WordPress. Deutsch: WordPress Logo 中文: WordPress Logo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Ants on Bricks
Ants on Bricks (Photo credit: enfa)

Well, the b——s deleted what I just wrote.  So I’ll start again.

Please, if you can, write about what’s happening to you.  If you are a target, let the world know what’s going on in your life. The more people who write about what’s occurring in their lives, the more the word will get out.  If a lot of  targets write about their experiences, after a while, the world can’t ignore what’s happening to us. The world will have to listen.

You think you can’t write?  Yes, you can.  I’m a perfect example of someone who is not a professional writer.  I feel the message I have to get out to the world is more important than how I write or my ego. Get on a blogging site, sign on, and start writing.  It’s that simple!  I know it doesn’t sound simple, but that’s exactly what I did.  At the beginning, I didn’t know what to write.  I knew it was going to be about gang stalking, and the horrible things happening to me.  But I didn’t give up, and here I am, 539 blogs later, still writing.  I didn’t realize I  have that much writing in me.   To me, my writing has always  been  about getting information to targets who don’t know what’s happening in their lives, and awakening them to what’s really going on.  It was another blogger who made me aware of what was occurring to me, and I’m repaying that favor by writing this blog.  I’m passing it on.  Write a blog and pass it on.

Write in your own voice and tell about what’s taking place in your life.  You don’t really want to sound like everyone else. You want to sound like you.

I’ve written on WordPress.com since September, 2010.  If you want a site you can trust, and will not censor you, sign on with WordPress.  WordPress.com will help you in any way it can.  And WordPress.com is a free blogging site.  So go for it!  Write about your experiences.  Let the world know what’s happening to all of us.  Become a blogger.  Maybe something you write will help someone in some way, maybe even me.  Now, go write!

If you read my blog, I’ve told you about my ant problems.  I’ve found something that really works on ants.  It’s cinnamon powder; I guess cinnamon sticks will work, too.  The ants really hate cinnamon.  I don’t like killing ants, but I don’t want a bunch of them all over the place.  Ants have their place in the world.  Also, another thing that works is salt.  Yes! Salt.  Put out cinnamon or salt, and the ants will start running so fast you won’t be able to keep track of them.

Again, I want to “thank you” readers.  You lift my spirit!

And start writing that blog! If you write a blog, let me know; so I can read it.

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Gang Stalking – Never give up; even when idiots make life difficult!

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Believe it or not, this is my 501st blog.  I can’t believe I’ve written so many blogs.  I remember when I began writing my blog in September, 2010, how green I was.  I began an account with WordPress in September, but I didn’t begin writing until October, 2010. I kept putting writing off. I didn’t know what to say.  I was afraid no one would read anything I wrote.  And for a while, no one read my blog. I’d get 1 or 2 people a week.  But I kept writing because I had something to say about the experience I was going through.  Now, I’m amazed how fast I can write my blog.  Experience really pays off.

Sometimes I think my writing is worse than when I began.  Now I catch all my mistakes, before I was too afraid to change something I wrote. I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to come up with a new and better sentence. When I write now, it doesn’t bother me to delete a sentence.  I know that if I erase a sentence, I usually write a better one.

What have I learned?  I’ve learned that no matter how bad a blog I write, tomorrow I might write a fabulous blog.  The thing is, not to give up.  And I never  did give up.  If you read my blog, you know that I’m a target of the U.S. government. A lot of the time, they’ve made writing my blog very difficult. The government hackers delete my blog all the time.  I just keep rewriting. They’ve never stopped me. So I’m really proud that I was able to meet my goal of writing 500 blogs.  It was difficult to reach my goal of 500 blogs, but I did it!

I’ve learned that I’m as stubborn as a mule.  The government kept kicking me, but I stood my ground.

I’ve learned when writing a blog, to write the blog first and then I can give my blog a title from something I’ve written.

I’ve learned that I’ve written some really good blogs, and some really awful blogs.  But no matter if my blogs were well-written or not, I just kept writing.

I’ve learned that WordPress.com is the best blogging site.  All the help WordPress has given me is priceless. I couldn’t afford to pay for all the help I got from  WordPress.  I applaud you WordPress. All of you take a bow.  And thank you all for your help.  You have my heart.

I’m sure I’ve learned other things, but somehow now, I can’t think of them.

Oh, and how can I forget to thank all my readers? Thank you all for reading my blog.  I’ve said it before, I appreciate each one of you.  I hope you keep finding my blog interesting and keep reading it.  I’ll do my best not to let you down.  Love you all.

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