Gang Stalking – I want freedom!!!!

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If  you don’t like to see me write four, five letters words, I’m warning you not to read this. I just have to let out some anger.

I am so, so sick of what I have to go through every day.  Every little thing becomes an all day  task.  Something which should take me a few minutes to do becomes  a four,  five-hour thing.

I can’t go outside my apartment and enjoy the fresh air.  Some idiot will come out of his apartment and ride around in circles and circles in front of me.

And someone who doesn’t live near me, but lives a few blocks away, just always has to walk by when I’m standing outside.

Or if I decide to go the store, I have five bastards, who live three doors from me, suddenly have to  go the same way.

If I cross the street, the creeps have to cross the street.

If I go into a restaurant, I’ll have ten people or more people follow me in.

If I go to the library, suddenly the library gets very busy and there’s a long time to use a computer.

Or if I  take out a book  I want to read, suddenly everyone wants to read the book.

If I want to take a walk, suddenly the sidewalk  becomes very busy.  People everywhere.

I can’t have nice furniture, because the bastards will destroy it.  Can’t pretty up my apartment, because they’ll un-pretty it. Can’t have curtains, because they’ll rip them; or flowers, because they’ll empty out the water and kill the flowers.

I’m just so sick of the bastards.  I don’t have a day, or minute to myself.  The lowlife scumbags surround me everywhere I go.  They seem to have absolutely nothing to do with their lives, but annoy targets.

I’m just sick of being held hostage by these miserable pieces of shit!

I need a break from this life.  I’m sick of what I have to put up with every single day of my life.

I want to take a walk without being followed.  I want to enjoy a meal without an entourage.  I want to go out with friends and enjoy their company.  I want to breathe fresh air without the gang stalkers surrounding me and suffocating me.

I just want to live free.  I want to live my life without the bastards being in it every second, minute, day, hour, week, month, year.

I want to live my life without feeling I’m in prison surrounded by prison guards.

I want to be let out of this hell.

I want freedom, freedom, freedom.

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Gang Stalking – Reader Appreciation Day – Thank you all from the bottom of my heart.

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English: Todos Santos Chocolates, Santa Fe New Mexico (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A man wrote me yesterday about his disappointment with the ACLU.  He’d been harassed by police and went to the ACLU to get some help.  Of course, he discovered what I discovered a long time ago.  That the ACLU is full of s–t.  He got absolutely no help.  And not only did he not get any help, but they screwed around with him, and gave him all kinds of phony phone numbers. When he called the phone numbers, no one answered. And he also found that everyone in the ACLU office dressed all in black. He found that strange.  The ACLU people were probably wearing black to mimic a target.  That’s how honest the people at the ACLU are.

The man couldn’t believe that the ACLU could act the way it did.  And, also, he couldn’t believe that the police had such corrupt officers. And he also remarked that the U.S. is really in a bad way if we can’t even trust ACLU.

He wrote me because he’d seen my blog on what I think of the ACLU and police. Sometimes, I write this blog and think I’m not doing any good.  But having someone get in touch with me because of something I’ve written, always touches my heart. I know that a lot of you who read my blog are reading it because of something I’ve written.  So, I want to thank you all for appreciating what I do.  Without you readers, my blog would mean nothing.

So today, I’m calling this “Reader Appreciation Day.”   Thank you all for pushing me forward. For keeping me going when I don’t  feel like going on.  Thank you for taking the time to read my blog.  I appreciate every single of you.  I love you all, and wish you the best in whatever you do.  And if I could send you all flowers and chocolates, I would.

And, of course, a bouquet of flowers to WordPress.com, too.

I want to thank J. Paxon Reyes for the use of his photo of the cholocate candies in a box.

Hugs and lots of love,

Neverending1

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – Do you prefer the city or the country?

I’ve always liked going out into the country. The clean streets, the beautiful scenery, trees, flowers, animals, friendly people. But I don’t last too long in the country. After about a week, I get an urge to return to the city. Without the city, it’s like I’m missing my heart. There’s no beat in me. Without the city, I don’t feel very alive. So while I enjoy the country, my heart belongs to the city. The tall buildings, the subways, the great food, all the people melting one into another. The city makes me feel alive. The city challenges me, while the country doesn’t. There’s so much energy in the city. An energy which I respond to, and from which I draw energy.  A country woman I’ll never be.  The city  dwells within every inch of my being.  Without the city, I’d die.

Countdown:  101 blogs to write.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Who do you know that deserves a peace prize?

The 2011 Nobel peace prize was recently awarded to Tawakkul Karman, Ellen Johnson Sirleaf, and Leyman Gbowee of Liberia, all leaders in their respective countries for promoting civil rights.

For today’s topic, consider a local peace prize  for your workplace, town or your community.  Who in your  daily world deserves to be recognized for promoting peace and goodwill?

If you can’t think of someone you know today, was there someone who comes to mind?

I thought and thought of someone I can recognize for promoting peace and goodwill.  I have not run into anyone lately who fits that description.  I’ve met nothing but mean and uncaring people in the last few years.  There’s been very little kindness shown toward me.  I’ve tried to get help for my gang stalking problem, but no one will even listen.  If I had met someone who showed an iota of kindness toward me, that is the person I would choose to recognize as someone promoting peace and goodwill.  But no one deserves this prize.  Maybe the homeless man I wrote about in my blog.  The homeless man who put a smile on my face.  Yes, that’s who I would choose.  The homeless man who showed kindness toward me.  He was homeless, had nowhere to sleep, but, yet, he was a gentleman to me.    Maybe that’s why he was homeless, too sensitive for today’s world.  So the Nobel peace prize would go to the homeless man who gave me flowers and put a smile on my face.  I’m still feeling his kindness.  Every time I see a flower, I think of him. And I’m able to smile.

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