Gang Stalking – …don’t drink from the cup of bitterness…

A. Philip Randolph, U.S. civil rights leader, 1963 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Civil Rights March on Washington, D.C. [Leaders of the march posing in front of the statue of Abraham Lincoln, Lincoln Memorial.], 08/28/1963 (Photo credit: The U.S. National Archives)

Civil Rights March on Washington, leaders marching from the Washington Monument to the Lincoln Memorial (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Photograph of the President’s meeting with the leaders of the March onWashington. Left to Right Willard Wirtz, Martin Luther King, Jr., Eugene Carson Blake, John F. Kennedy, Lyndon Baines Johnson, Walter Reuther. Others not in order: A. Philip Randolph, John Lewis, Whitney Young, Mathew Ahmann, Joachin Prinz, Roy Wilkins, Floyd McKissick (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

God, am I popular!  I had 60 spams for online dating.  Did the idiots really think I’d open any of them?

Today is the 50th anniversary of the March on Washington.  The march was led by Martin L. King, Jr. and over 250,000 people attended.  On August 28, 1963, Dr. King stated: Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.  I can truly say, this man had a very forgiving heart considering all  the things that happened during the Klu Klux Klan era in the South.  He was willing to forgive all those people who hated him because of his color.

Well, I must honestly say, this is hard for me to do.  I’m sure that my life has not been as difficulty as Dr. King’s, but my heart is not as forgiving.

I drink a lot from the cup of bitterness.   I really don’t want to drink from it, but it’s hard not to when I have such miserable people making my life a living hell every day. I guess I don’t have the forgiving spirit Dr. King had.  I’m very flawed when it comes to forgiving. I wasn’t always this way, but I’ve learned  bitterness from the evil that entered my life five years ago. In some ways, Dr. King was luckier than I.  He had a lot of friends who stood by him, and I’m sure that made his life bearable.  I, however, have no one I can turn to.  No matter who I try to befriend, it turns out bad.  The only thing I have left is hate and bitterness toward those who want to destroy me.

I wish Dr. King was still around, maybe we’d have someone who’d listen to us.  Someone who’d stand up for us targets. There are no Dr. kings today.  Just a lot of psychos who care only about becoming famous.

Martin Luther King, Jr. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)who only want to be famous and could not care less about what is happening to us.

So, I don’t want to drink from the cup of bitterness, but it helps when I have nothing else.

I have a dream, too.  That some day the targeting that is happening to us targets ends.

And I hope that Best Buy goes out of business soon.  Best Buy doesn’t deserve to be in business with all the cheating it does to its customers.

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In front of 170 W 130 St., March on Washington, l to r, Bayard Rustin, Deputy Director, and Cleveland Robinson, Chairman of Administrative Committee / World Telegram & Sun photo by O. Fernandez. (Photo credit: Wikip ihttp://neverending1.WordPress.com

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Gang Stalking – Maybe it’s all a dream.

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Dream! (Photo credit: Melody Campbell)

It’s about the fourth day of quiet.  It’s been really quiet where I live. It’s so quiet it feels creepy.  I can almost hear myself think.  But they haven’t stopped hitting me with electricity.  That’s continued non-stop. And they broke into my apartment when I went out.

It’s really strange not to hear slamming doors, beeping horns, no one standing outside and looking up into my apartment, no cars passing by revving their engines, no dogs walking by barking, no one making a lot of noise, no one coming to my door knocking on it and running away, no garbage thrown outside my door, no marks on my door. I feel as if I’m living in another dimension. (You see how they change my writing? I didn’t do that, and I’m leaving it that way as proof of harassment.)  When they’re annoying me, I know what to do, but with all this quiet, I don’t know what to do.  I get a very uncomfortable feeling. It’s more stressful than when it’s noisy.

In four years of gang stalking (oh, now it’s back to its normal  look), I haven’t gotten a quiet period.  It’s always been noisy. Even today when I went out, I didn’t see too many perps.   I don’t know what’s going on.  I know my harassment hasn’t stopped, and I don’t think it will stop, but it creeps me out  not to hear anything.  The only reason it can be this quiet is because of the weather. It’s hot as hell out there.  I guess the perps can’t handle the hot weather.  Poor babies.  I hope the weather gets hotter, maybe 120.  That should keep them all quiet for a while longer.

Or maybe I’m still asleep and it’s all a dream.

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Gang Stalking – I dream…

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I dream of a better place to live.

I dream of sitting in a place and not have someone annoy me.

I dream of not having someone call me names.

I dream of sitting at a table with some friends and really enjoying myself.

I dream of  not having someone hit me with electricity every minute of the day.

I dream of being left alone.

I dream of taking a vacation.

I dream of being  called beautiful.

I dream of taking a walk and not worrying about what’s behind me.

I dream of  wearing stylish, beautiful clothes.

I dream of having someone else in my life.

I dream of not having someone threaten to beat me up.

I dream that maybe there are still nice people out there and I just have to find them.

I dream that someone out there likes me.

I dream that the hell I’m going through will soon end.

I dream that all the perps will get the punishment they deserve.

I dream that the pesticide the perps spray into my apartment goes right back to them.

I dream that all the people who’ve abused me for years will finally get their time in jail.

I dream…that’s all I can do.

What do you dream about?

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Gang Stalking – I dream of having a normal life some day.

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I’m driving the perps next door nuts.  And they sure don’t like it.  I’m doing unto them as they do unto.  And happy campers they’re not.

When I take a shower, what they like to  do is turn off my hot or cold water.  My water is either very cold or very hot, no in-between.  So when they take a shower, I do the same thing to them.   I  immediately turn my hot and cold water  on.  It makes their shower too hot, or too cold. I hate wasting water, and it probably sounds childish to those of you who aren’t in my situation, but you’d have to be in my shoes to understand.

The  perps turn the shower right off.  And usually stomp their feet.  Too bad.

They also like to send a very high pitch sound into my apartment.  It’s a high shrill piercing sound.

When they send the high pitch sound into my apartment, I  put my radio and ear buds  on and “zone out.”

Lately, I’ve noticed I have a problem finding ear buds.  All the places where I used to buy them no longer sell them.  Of course, the businesses are told not to carry them.  And  the zombies do  the government’s bidding.   But I’m not worried about not being able to find ear buds. I have almost a year’s supply, because I knew they’d do what they did.

And the woman next door complained to the office manager about the loud music she hears coming from my apartment.  The manager comes up to my apartment almost every day, trying to catch me playing loud music.  I heard the manager say she couldn’t hear any noise coming from it. And the manager will never hear any noise coming from my apartment. I can have the door open and no one can hear a thing. I’ve learned a thing or two from the government  flunkies.

It’s too bad that the people next door are having a bad time with noise.  Poor souls.

The people next door feel they have a God-given right to harass me.  The government told them so. And it is my job to take their bullshit.

Yeah, in a pig’s eye.

If they don’t want to be harassed, they shouldn’t  harass me, because I do not take anyone’s bullshit!

Oh, God, I dream of having a normal life some day.

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – Would you rather have one free trip to space…

or free international travel for life?

My immediate response was, a free trip to space, of course.  But the more I thought of it, the less fascinating the free trip to space seems to me.  The free trip to space would just be going up in a rocket and staring down on earth.  I’ve seen enough photos of earth from space.  I don’t think I have to go up in a rocket to see earth.  And it’s only a one time deal.

Free international travel for life, now that’s something I can definitely handle.  And the international travel is for life.  I can go anywhere and see anything I want.  I can see myself traveling to China, Africa, North Pole, Peru, Chile, Australia, etc. I would arrange my travel plans according to seasons.  I would always want to be in a country that has warm weather.  So if the U.S. is cold, I’d head to Australia, where it’s summer.  I’d never have  to put with snow or cold weather, unless, of course, I wanted to.  Don’t wake me up from this dream.

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Gang Stalking – Off topic – PostaDay 2011 – Are there any reality TV shows you’d try out for?

The reality tv show that interest me is “Dancing with the Stars”.  I could kill some stones with one show, or whatever the saying is.

The professional dancers would teach me how to dance. I’ve always liked dancing, and having professional dancers teach me would make me look professional when I dance.

I would be able to wear gorgeous gowns I would not have to pay for.  Some of the gowns the stars wear are beautiful.  I would feel very glamorous and sexy.

I’d get a chance to dance with a very handsome dancer. He would pick me up and swing me around the room.  I’d see stars.

The best thing about appearing on “Dancing with the Stars” is that all the stars who appear on the show lose tons of weight.  After all the dancing, I’d be in absolutely fabulous shape without going on a diet.  And I would able to eat anything I want without worrying about gaining weight.  What’s to complain about?

Hey, I might even win!  I can dream, can’t I?

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