GangStalking – Targets be careful, monsters are walking around free.

As I wrote the other day, targets should always expect the unexpected. Was I ever right! As I walked home yesterday, dragging my  ever-present suitcase behind me, I felt a thump on the back of my left shoulder. I fell down. I landed with left elbow touching the sidewalk. I sat there disoriented for a second. A white man came behind me and purposely pushed me down. I had my suitcase behind me. The suitcase would have broken the fall if he’d accidentally hit my back.  But this was deliberately done to me. The man had to sidestep my suitcase to get at me.  As I sat on the ground, the man, with a smirk on his face, said, “Can I help you up?” I replied, “No, don’t you dare touch me. You purposely knocked me down.”  He didn’t dispute it. When I wouldn’t take his hand, he walked away, not at all bothered that he’d thrown me on the ground. A second after the man left, another man, came over and said, “May I help you up?” The man was wearing the perp color of the day, red. I said, “No, I don’t want your help. Get away from me!”  I sat in the middle of the sidewalk for about a minute to make sure I was all right.  When I tried to get up, my left elbow had  a bruise. The skin had come off my elbow.

I got up, brushed myself off and began to walk again. Ahead of me, I saw the two perps talking to each other, probably laughing at what happened to me.

I can truly say that these people are all evil. There isn’t any one of them worth saving. These people were born evil and will die evil beings.

So, as I wrote the other day, watch your back . Don’t think that you’re ever safe with these monsters walking around free.

But their day will come. As I repeated over and over, nothing lasts forever and what’s happening to us will end. And when it ends, all the criminals will end up in prison. I so look forward to that day. I’m living for that day.

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Gang Stalking – I didn’t know it was wrong.

I sometimes wonder about the people who come to the library  to make my life miserable.

How can they not have a conscience about what they’re doing to me and other targets? How can they not have a conscience? Are they so cold and uncaring that it means nothing to them to harass me?

Don’t they think that what they’re doing is wrong?

Doesn’t anything get into their idiotic brain telling them that it’s wrong what they’re doing?

Are they so desperate for money that nothing else matters?

Or are they just evil people who do what they do for fun?

Don’t  they  think that they’ll ever get caught doing what they do?

Eventually everyone gets caught. Nothing lasts forever. Nothing.

And once they get caught, what will be their excuse for what they did to all of us?

Will it be, “Oh, I didn’t know it was wrong.”

Sure, they didn’t know it was wrong. They knew from the start that what they were doing is wrong.

That’s always the answer evil people give for the evil they do to others. I didn’t know it was wrong. The Germans said  that when the discovered what Hitler was doing. How can they not know?

I look at them and think they look  like normal people. But are they? Is this what normal is today?  Step on others and don’t worry about it. Step on them before they step on you.

We live in an ugly, ugly world today. There don’t seem to be too many caring people around. Every one is out for himself/herself. And no on else matters. It’s a sad, sad state of affairs.

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Gang Stalking – Look forward to seeing perps in handcuffs.

English: Slogan for the support of the persecuted American ex-soldier who is claimed to have leaked secret documents to WikiLeaks Deutsch: Slogan für die Unterstützung und Freilassung von Bradley Manning, der beschuldigt wird, geheime Dokumente an WikiLeaks weitergegeben zu haben (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

1990s (mid) – Theta Zeta – Steve – handcuffs – 23 (Photo credit: Rev. Xanatos Satanicos Bombasticos (ClintJCL))

Well, I have to start my blog again. I can’t find the blog I just typed. The you know what disgusting pieces of human waste deleted it.

Today, I thought it must be freezing outside. My apartment is so cold that I bundled up to go out.  When I stepped outside, it was 30 degrees warmer than in my apartment.

Before I left my apartment I decided to investigate what’s happening inside it. Why is my apartment so cold?  I’ve always been puzzled by how large my clothes closet is.  It’s a walk-in closet. What single person living in a studio apartment needs a walk-in closet? I don’t have enough clothing to fill a quarter of a closet. So why the big closed? It’s always made me very suspicious.  Anyway, I was standing in the closet by a big, oblong piece of something. I tried to remove what’s covering the piece to see what it is, but it’s glued into place with very strong glue, and I couldn’t remove the carpeting that covers the thing.  While I’m standing by this piece, I get very, very cold. And I feel around the piece, and I can feel that very cold air is coming out of the piece. I go all around the piece and the air just gives me shivers it’s so cold.  It’s some kind of coolant under the carpeting, that’s why my apartment’s so cold.  When I walk around my apartment, I can feel wires underneath my feet.  They’ve run this coolant throughout my apartment, and with all the holes in the apartment I understand why my apartment is so cold. I heard on this radio that they do this to illegal aliens. When the aliens are put in cells, the border patrol guards  make the cells very cold. The aliens even have a name for what they experience. It’s called “freezeadores”. I hope I spelled the word right.  They do this to the aliens to get them to go back to where they came from. And it seems to work.  A lot of them beg to go back to their country.  They can’t handle the cold. So I guess our handlers think it’s funny to do the same to American citizens. I can sympathize with the aliens. I can understand how they feel, especially since the same thing is happening to me. This is also, I think, what they did to Bradley Manning. I remember reading something like this happening to him. There is no other word for these disgusting pieces of  s–t who do this to us, but the word evil. These people are evil.  And some day, they will pay the price for what they’re doing to us.  And you can bet on that. They can get away with what they’re doing to us for a while, but eventually it will come out. Nothing stays quiet forever. And now that’s I’ve written about the cold, the librarians have put air conditioner on and  making the library very cold. The librarians at the Clark County Library, also known as Flamingo Library, are as evil  as any perp I’ve run into. They’re evil, too. But they, too, will get their day. I look forward to the day I see them all in handcuffs.

They probably thought I wouldn’t retype my blog again, but they still don’t know me too well. They think they do, but they have absolutely no idea how strong I am. I thank my mother for her strong genes. Thanks, mom. Love you and miss you.

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Gang Stalking – Perps will get their day.

I just moved into my new place, and, of course, it’s not as it was when I looked. I expected them to do things to the apartment and they did. There’s a big square hole under the sink. The area where the pipe is, is wide open. I can see the pipe all the way to the wall of the apartment next to me. Two one-way mirrors have been added. There’s a camera above the cabinets in the kitchen area. And the side of the wall next to the door has cracks from the top to the bottom. The sinks, of course, have no stoppers. And I’m sure I’ll discover other things as the week goes by. Anyone can easily get into my mailbox. It’s not tighly put in. I can open it myself without a key, so can everyone else. Isn’t life wonderful for us targets? Welcome to another hell hole.

I’m typing this at the library. I haven’t gotten my computer fixed yet. I’m being hacked by about four to five hackers at one time. And, of course, the library is full of those things called perps. Don’t these people have anything better to do with their lives? Some of them I see all the time. I make sure I take a really good look at their faces, because I want to know all about their tattoos, scars, so if I ever need to identify them, I can. And some day, I hope I can. I will not forget their faces or tattoos.

These peoples are evil. When I see evil I know it. And believe me, they’re evil. If someone can do what they’re doing without any conscience, they’re evil. But some day, their day will come. They’ll get back everything they’ve done to all of us. And the librarians, I can’t stand any of them. They’re in on what’s going on and are nasty. They, too, will get their day. And I hope soon.

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Gang Stalking- Evil is as evil does!

Library (Photo credit: ellen forsyth)

Bastards!

I haven’t been able to get in the computer all day. As I told you, as soon as I show up at the library it becomes the “in” place to be. The freaks are all over the place. I truly have a hard time believing that people can be so “EVIL”. But they are. Anyway, I just got on to read any reader comments.  The library closes at 8 p.m. and it’s already 6:03 p.m., so I don’t have too much time on the computer. I get one hour and then I have to get off and give someone else a chance to use the computer. I have to get in line again and wait for someone to get off one of the computers. I’ m sure if I weren’t in the library, the computers would be sitting empty at this time.  Evil is as evil does!

The library people must be very  happy. The more people who sign up for library cards, the more money it gets from the government.

I hope things are going well for all of you. Don’t let them get to you.

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Gang Stalking – Targets, only death will free us.

Edelman PR Punching Bags (Photo credit: Articulate MediaWorks)

Axis of Evil (Photo credit: Kevin Krejci)

Engraving illustrating the caning of J.R. Graves by an ex-congressman in front of Scovel’s drug store in Nashville for alleged slander. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Reduce to tears, mock, slander, knock down, befoul, oppress, bad-mouth, deride, scorn, denigrate, despise, demoralize, dirty, bankrupt, dispirit, pauperize, beat down, abase, damage, devalue, write-off, worthless, violate, cheapen, defile, belittle, put down, disparage, degrade, debase, debauch, smear, rape, demean, take down a peg, weaken, ill-treat, vilify, undetermine, humiliate,,  ruin, hurt, tame, declass, disgrace, lessen, discredit, etc., etc.

The words above  someone can use to describe a target’s every day life.  A life full of nothing but misery.  A life that doesn’t allow for a target to have any kind of joy  in it.

We targets have become punching bags for anything that’s wrong in the U.S.

If we’re somewhere and something happens, it’s the target’s fault.  The target must have stolen the money, caused the argument, dirtied the street, caused the hurricane, etc.  There isn’t  anything that happens that isn’t a target’s fault.

We targets are such evil people.  We’re thrown out of stores, told to leave a park, not served when we go into a restaurant, or kept waiting for a long time if we’re served,  police follow us around,  threatened and told something will happen to us if we dare answer back,  told we’ll be beaten,  told we’re  ugly, fat, looked at in disgust, everyone feels superior to us,  followed everywhere, threatened to be put in jail by police, police don’t believe us when we complain about being abused. People basically treat all of us like the lowest form of life.  There is no one lower than us.

This is a target’s life.  We targets who have never committed crimes, hurt anyone, or never been in prison, suffer like those in prison.  We are really treated worse than those in prison, because we’re being punished without being given a fair trial, had a lawyer represent us in court, or been accused of committing a crime.

This is our punishment by the great U.S.A.

And no matter what any target wants to believe, the U.S. government‘s involved in our gang stalking.  I don’t think there’s a  government  department that doesn’t know about the torture.

And if it’s true that everyone in government doesn’t know, then why is it that we can’t get help from any government agency?

Not one government agency wants anything to do with any of us and treats us like bad children.  Children no one wants to be bothered with.  They don’t want us in their face.

I wonder why it is that the government agencies don’t want to hear the truth?  They don’t want to hear the truth, because they know the truth.

Just as in earlier times in the U.S., no one listened to Americans who complained about torture. It was only twenty, thirty years after their torture that someone listened. And the ones who listened, it wasn’t because they were good people, but enough time passed so no one would suffer the consequences of their evil.

And thirty, forty, fifty years from now, there’ll be congressional hearings, and everyone will shake their heads in disbelief.  And it will happen all over again.

So, targets, in our lifetime, no will come to our defense.  We’re going to have to wait twenty, thirty, forty years before anyone finds out what’s happening to us.  And by that time, we’ll probably all be dead.

So, targets, leave behind the  history of what happened to you. Tell your story.  Tell it so others can learn about your miserable treatment by the U.S. government.

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Gang Stalking – Is this life worth living?

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If I sounded a little paranoid last night, I have reason to be.  All the lights in my complex were turned off. All week-long, I’ve had trouble with my water. I’ve had rocks thrown at my door.  People knock at my door, and when I open the door, there’s no one there.  Wouldn’t you be paranoid?

Anyway, last night, as I wrote was, was dark.   I had lights in my apartment, but all the lights outside the apartment were dark.  In the dark anyone can do anything.  And I wouldn’t put anything beyond the perps.

I awoke today to dribs and drabs of cold water.  No hot water again.  And the cold water lasted only about 2 hours and then it went off.  No hot and cold water again.  The perps  keep playing their baby games.  They think everything they do is just so funny.

The hot and cold came on about an hour ago.  I wonder how long  it’ll last this time.

I’m truly getting sick and tired of all the b.s.  Why can’t these freaks just leave me alone?  If they want to be freaks, why don’t they join the circus?

Last night,  just as I was about to fall asleep, I heard someone turn the door knob.  I quickly got up from my bed and put a bunch of stuff near the door to keep someone from breaking in. I put my chair, books, bottles full of water, anything that would make noise if it fell.  I didn’t sleep all night.  I couldn’t relax.  I was too stressed.  My body wouldn’t let me sleep.

Something’s got to give. I can’t keep living this way.  It’s hell every single day.  If I had someone living with me, I’d have someone to fall back on, but being on my own, there’s no one I can turn to.  So far, I’ve managed to stay sane, but we all  have our breaking  point.  I really  don’t know how long I can put up with all the b.s.  It’s really getting to me.

How much punishment can a body take?   I’m just physically and emotionally tired.  I’m tired of getting my body zapped, never being left alone, followed everywhere.  Not a moment to just think and dream;  always being on guard?  This kind of tension is not good for any body.  I’ve managed to stay healthy in spite of everything done to me.  How long will it be before my body begins to rebel?

I keep asking myself: is this life worth living?  So far the answer has always been yes, but maybe I’ll reach a point where it’ll be no.  Because, really, I want some joy in my life. And there’s no joy in my life.

How can people be so evil?

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Gang Stalking – Where do I go?

English: Las Vegas Strip (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Two Towers Las Vegas (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Today, I paid the last rent in the complex in which I live.  Of all the places  I lived, this was one of the worse.  I won’t say that it’s the worse, because there might be worse things coming my way.  I have 29 days left to find another apartment.  But where do I go?  Where do I turn?  It doesn’t matter where I go, the same thing that’s happening to me here will happen wherever I go.

I can’t turn to family.  No family left in my life.  The government made sure of that.  No friends to turn  to. They also made sure that friends  turned against me.  I can’t really turn to anyone. There is no one I can turn to, or trust.  And if someone is truly caring and would like to help, they’ll turn them against me as well.

Once I start looking for a new apartment, they’ll be on top of me every second, every minute.  They want to make sure I don’t get away from them.  And wherever I go, they will show up and show their badge.  It’s amazing to me how easily  people believe someone who sticks a badge in their faces.  If someone showed me a badge, I’d check them out. I’ve learned not to take anybody’s word for anything.  They’ll follow me by car constantly. Just the thought of looking for a new apartment makes me sick knowing what I’ll have to put with.

I know there are targets who believe that if they move, things will change.  But things will not change.  It’ll be the same b.s. all over again.  The constant harassment, following us everywhere, lying about us,  turning people who don’t know  anything about us against us.

Moving to a new place will not stop any of the things now happening to me, but I won’t have to look at the  faces which I’ve come to know and truly hate.  And “hate” is a mild word compare to what I want to call them.

So I have to start looking for a new apartment.  I have no choice.  This place in which I live is disgusting.  I’m surprised I lasted this long.

I’m lucky that the economy is terrible in Las Vegas, and I can still find an inexpensive apartment. Who  knows,  maybe I’ll get lucky and get a different gang stalking monitor?  The monitor in this area  has no soul.  He’s evil.  I’ve seen him more than a few times, and he really enjoys mistreating people.  But he’ll get his!  And so will all his helpers.  In the end, we all get what we deserve.

If there’s someone who lives in Las Vegas and knows of a decent apartment, please contact me via my blog. Thanks.

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Gang Stalking – Targets do your best to let others know about gang stalking.

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Today when I went out, the man in the wheelchair was not around, but on my return home, the first one I see, the man in the wheelchair.  And he had his chair turned diagonally left so I couldn’t pass.  I  was not planning to go where he was sitting, but I decided nobody is going to prevent me from going where I want.  I headed in the direction of where he had his wheelchair and quickly took out my camera.   He saw my camera and took off as quickly as he could.  I  never saw him move so fast.  He didn’t want me to videotape him.  These gang stalkers are sure afraid of a little camera.  Why is that?  If they’re not doing anything, why are they so afraid?  The man didn’t even need help getting into his apartment.  He just zoomed into it.   Now I know if I want to get rid of him, all I have to do is take my camera out.  And off he’ll slink.

I put a sign in my window.  I’m going to do everything in my power to make  people aware  about gang stalking.  Even though I write a blog, there are still a  lot of people who don’t know anything about gang stalking.  The sign I put in the window says: For Sale: Very evil people.  These people will try to drive any one you want crazy. They will follow your target 24/7, harass them and make their life as miserable as possible.  No experience required – just be evil.  To ask about job:  See U.S. Government.  I love the sign and no one is going to make me take it down.  Let the people in the office try.

I got the idea of putting the sign in the window from a $10 bill that was given to me as change.  The $10 bill had something written on it.  I thought it was something some idiot wrote.  But I was very surprised when the bill read:  The Intel Hub.com, Infowars.com, Educate yourself.org., Gangstalking world.com.  All these sites I’m very familiar with, especially Gangstalking world.  On the $10 bill, it also had something that said Navy Swastika – Blue Box.  The last one I’ve never heard of.  I don’t know if it’s a site I want to go to.  It might be one of those hate sites full of people talking about how they hate blacks, Hispanics and Asians.  If I go into it, I might get deluge of hate groups sending me messages.  But whoever thought of writing about gang stalking on a $10 bill is very smart.  It’s a good way to get the word out about gang stalking.  From on now, on all my bills, I’m going to write something about gang stalking.  I think I’ll put my blogging name on the bills.  What better way to advertise? Of course, I might get a lot of weird people responding to my blog, but it can’t be any worse than some of the loonies who have written to me after  finding the information on Google.  So if you’re a target, you can do the same thing.  Put information on your bills about gang stalking.  Let’s get the word out.  Let the whole world know what’s going on.  Or think of some way you can get the word out to people.  We have to do more to stop this disease of gang stalking.

Oh, forget everything I wrote about writing on bills; it is illegal to deface U.S. money.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Do you like surprises?

Why or why not?  Can you think of the best and worse surprise you’ve had in the last year?

Yes, I like surprises.  Nice surprises, of course.

I can’t really think of any surprises that I’ve had in the last year.

I guess the best surprises are the  ones where I discover someone turns out to be a good person.  I run into so few people who are nice to me, that it’s always a surprise to me to find out I’ve run into a decent human being.  It might be a momentary thing, but I’m still surprised.  I’m never surprised by someone’s brutality toward me.   It’s a given that if I go anywhere, someone I run into will do something to me that is evil.  And I don’t have to go too far to find that evil, it’s a constant where I live.  Non-stop harassment by a group of tenants who have smirky looks on their faces.  They seem to go out of their way to do every mean thing to me that they can think of doing, especially the apartment manager and her husband.

I really can’t think of any other surprises;  best or worse  in the last year.

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