Gang Stalking – The answer to what’s happening to you now lies in the past.

Well, all the usual suspects are at the library again. Always trying to prevent me from writing my blog. You see, I’ve been at this game longer than they have, so usually no matter what they do, I find a way of getting around them.

I would like you targets to think about your past. The answer to what’s happening to you lies in your past, not the now.

Think about an incident you had with someone you know in the past.

Were you rude to someone? Did you say something to someone and it  taken the wrong way by them? Did you cheat on someone?  Did you do something to someone out of meanness? Did you have  a  fight with someone? Do you owe someone money and never pay it back?

Think back to your childhood, is there anything you might have done to someone?

Were these people wealthy? Did they know someone wealthy or powerful? Is anyone you know involved with the mafia?

Because the one you hurt might have powerful friends who helped him with what’s happening to you

You might not have anything at all, but maybe someone took something you said the wrong way. Sometimes we all say things that we don’t think are hurtful, but thinking back are.

Can you think of a friend, ex-friend, job, family member who always seems to be out to get you?  Is there someone who makes nasty remarks about you in front of others?  Is there someone who treats you as if you have leprosy?

Maybe they have something to do with  what’s happening to you.

Some people are very sensitive and  anything someone says can make them feel inferior.

But it doesn’t matter what we said or did to someone, what they’re doing to us is worse than anything we’ve might have done or said. No one deserves what’s happening to us.  I’m sure all of us had mean things said to us and done horrible things to us, but we didn’t go out and act like big babies and hire someone to go after them.

By the way,  I hope all of you have a Happy Easter. Enjoy all the Easter goodies!

 

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Gang Stalking – What I wouldn’t do for an ordinary day!

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The last four days have been really hard on me.  Non-stop electricity sent my way,  and at nighttime, awaken almost every hour, before it was every two hours, now it’s every hour. I’ve hardly gotten any sleep  this week.

I guess they’re punishing me more because I’m not compliant.  I’m not letting them crash my computer. I’ve gotten a lot better protecting my computer, and they can’t shut me off. Not that they ever could stop me from writing my blog. Silly rabbits!

And it’s Easter week vacation for the little darlings.  There’s a woman who lives in apartment 205 who spends all day harassing me. She stands by my door saying  nasty things  about me, and laughing loudly.  She makes sure I hear what she says.  I shut her off. I run to my exhaust system and turn it on. It’s so loud I can’t hear her.   She has her grandkids run in front of my apartment, stomp their feet  and make a lot of noise.

So do the perps in apartment 206 and 209. I’m surrounded in every direction. The man in 209 constantly stomps his feet. When he stomp his feet, it sounds like a herd of elephants coming through.  He does this all day. I’m hoping he stomps his feet so hard that he’ll hurt himself.  Every time I go out of my apartment, he has to come out and harass me. He’s always wearing the same color I’m wearing.  A few days ago, I called him a name that wasn’t too nice. He deserves to be called any name I call him.

And then the idiots with the horns.  Do you remember the horns clowns always used?  That’s exactly the kind of  horns I have to listen to all the time.

And then the cretins who sit in theirs car and rev it for hours on end, or keep slamming their doors.

Oh, and I forgot, the barking dog at my door at night.  Some idiot comes up to my door at night and has his dog bark and bark. One time, I thought for sure he was going to break into my apartment. I was ready for him. I’m ready for anything that comes my way at night. I’ll do whatever I have to do to protect myself. I have a feeling that I’m going to have a lot of barking dogs at night.

I can’t even go out and get my mail. A bunch of perps,  it includes kids, stand around and  wait  for me to get my mail.  The kids start to scream and run around me in a circle. And the older perps, do their “coughing” routine.  And mimic things they’ve seen me do.

Even when I have to throw away my garbage, I’m not left alone.  Suddenly, every perp has to throw his/her garbage out. They can throw their garbage out any time, but they always have to wait until I throw my out.  What would they do if I never threw my garbage away?  Would they ever throw theirs away?

And when I write my blog, the naked women they try to include in it. There isn’t a time when I write my blog where some naked women doesn’t  pop  up?  I have to be careful that  I don’t send them out.

Oh, what I wouldn’t do for an ordinary day in my life?

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Gang Stalking – Gang stalkers choose to live life as sadists.

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As I mentioned in my previous blogs, they’re doing a lot of gas lighting to me. I found socks in my kitchen drawer this morning. The socks were not put there by me.  I been finding hangers in my pant legs.  I’d like to know how hangers can get into my pants by themselves.  It’s been happening for the last week.  I found a lot of  papers under my refrigerator.  I keep telling you to keep checking under the oven and refrigerator, because they’re always putting things under bottom of the refrigerator and oven.

To the gang stalkers: Idiots, you’re not driving me crazy, you’re just giving me things to write about.  I know how you play the game.  You don’t fool me one bit. You people really have no life.  Sad, isn’t it?  That people would actually choose to live the life you do.  I have no choice in how I live my life, because you’ve taken that from me. You’ve make  my life  miserable, but to choose to do this for a living, you’re all sick bastards!

The “b” upstairs has moved her mother in with her.  Now I understand why the “b” is so evil. Her mother lives in California and has been here since before Easter Sunday. I wonder when she’s returning to California; I bet no time soon. The money that’s paid to the freaks supposedly is very good.   I don’t know what happened to the boyfriend.  One day he passed me in the street and said to me he wasn’t living with her anymore.  Picture this wonderful scene between mother and daughter:  both sitting upstairs smoking marijuana.  Isn’t that just a beautiful picture?  I don’t know if they deliberately send the smell of marijuana into my apartment, or the odor is so strong that it comes into my apartment.  But the two are always smoking the stuff.  And I’m not being judgmental.  If someone wants to smoke marijuana, more power to you.  Go ahead, become a zombie!  I hope they keep smoking the stuff, it makes my life easier.  They’re too out of it to do too much damage to me.  Thanks, marijuana!

This morning I woke up with a swollen lip.  I guess I must have gotten hit by the pesticide they spray all night.  I was going to take a picture of my swollen lip, but I’m always out of space in my phone.  I keep getting less and less space all the time.  They’ve hacked my phone, so I have to keep deleting evidence I’ve gathered on it.   I had to decide whether to take a picture of the swollen lip, or delete something more important.  I decided against taking the picture of the swollen lip.  You see, that’s why they keep deleting space from my phone, so I’ll have to keep deleting evidence from my phone and eventually I’ll have no  evidence.  But my momma didn’t raise a fool!  Thanks, mom.

This being Sunday, relax, read the paper, take a walk in the park, order in some food, just enjoy today, because as I’ve written before, tomorrow is not promised to any of us.   So enjoy the rest of your Sunday.

And thanks for reading my blog.  I treasure every one of you.

As I hit publish, I can smell the overwhelming odor of marijuana. I hope they smoke a lot and knock themselves out. I think I’m getting high from the smell.

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Gang Stalking – Every gang stalker belongs in hell.

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I’ve spent about 5 hours trying to get on the internet today, but here I am. I didn’t give up.  I’m on my computer now, and I thought I’d never get on.

The past week has been very difficult for me.  Not only are they messing with my computer, but I’ve  been sprayed all week with a lot of pesticide.  Sometimes the pesticide is really strong and I feel really nauseous.  Last night, the odor was so strong, I thought I was going to pass out. I have pesticide sprayed from about 4-5 apartments, plus there are people outside who spray the stuff at me. I felt so sick, I called the people upstairs some really nasty names.  Names they deserved to be called.

I have some more tips to give you.

I  know you  notice people  busy working on their computer. I’m sure you don’t give them  a second thought, but you should.  A lot of times when someone  is near you using his computer,  he’ll be paying very close attention to you.  They might look as if they’re typing, but most times they’re not.  This is how it works.  Remember I told you about how they aim their phone at you to hit you, same with the computer.  A gang stalker will look as if he’s strolling down a page with text on it, it is text, but the page is stationary. He’s not typing, he’s trying to get your location as he strolls down the page.  Every time he strolls down a line, it shows a distance.   He’ll stroll down to get your distance so he can hit you electrically with his computer.  Next time you’re around someone using a computer, look at the text, he’s not typing.  You are his aim.  Look at the text, you’ll see that it doesn’t move, it’s a pre-printed page that you’re looking at.  I discovered this when I was traveling on Greyhound and a man came on with a computer.  I didn’t consider him a gang stalker because he was busy typing away, or I thought he was.  But he kept turning around to look at me.  I wondered what was up with him and began to watch him.  I took a close look at the text and saw that the text was pre-printed.  He was trying to get my location so he could aim his computer’s electricity  at me. So next time you see someone with a computer, look at the text.  If it looks stationary, he’s trying to make you his target.

I meant to tell you a little more about refrigerators, but I forgot.  Make sure you move your oven and your refrigerator to see if anything has been put under them.  Sometimes they’ll leave food under the oven and refrigerator to attract roaches. Other times, they’ll leave plastic bags to attract electricity.  So if you go out, always check your oven and refrigerator if you’ve been gone from home for more than 2 hours.  If you’re gone more than 2 hours, it gives them a chance to go into your house/apartment and put crap all over the place.

I told you about how to protect yourself with antennas, well, the other day, I saw one of the gang stalkers with 4 antennas right next to him.  He had his door open (I hit him all the time and he was trying to protect himself) and he was sitting in a chair with four antennas right next to his feet.  So antennas work.  Use them.

Also look in your kitchen sink drawers.  They’ll put all sorts of things in your drawers.   You’ll never know what you’ll find, so check them every chance you get.

When checking your apartment, don’t always look at things from the same angle; if you do, you’ll miss seeing something they’ve done in your apartment.

The gang stalkers are very sneaky and will do a lot of things to you that you won’t notice.  You might notice it 1 or 2 months later, and by that time, your apartment/house might be overrun with vermin.  So  keep your eyes open.

I had a lot to tell you, but the last week has been very difficult for me.  I’m lucky I remember my name.  So I didn’t include a lot of things I meant to tell you, because I can’t remember what they were.

If I can find the notes I wrote, I’ll tell you more.

I never wished any of you a Happy Easter, so I want to take this chance to wish you a belated Happy Easter.  I hope you had a nice day with your family and friends.

Take care of yourselves and be careful out there.

I’m still not “too with it”, but I forced myself to write.  I don’t want to get out of the habit of writing.  I figure it’s better to write something terrible and slowly work my way back to writing a better blog. That is, if my brain doesn’t rot from all the pesticide.

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