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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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Gang Stalking – Have terrible odor in your apartment, probably pesticide.

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English: A sign warning about pesticide exposure.

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All week-long I’ve told you how to defend yourself.  And today I’ll continue along the same lines.

I’ve told you about the pipes under the floor that carry water and are used to make the pulsating sensation you feel; plus electricity comes at you from everywhere.  Mix the two together, you get the pulsations.  Not only is this done to you, but you have gang stalkers, surrounding you, doing the same thing.

You probably don’t know this, but they spray pesticide at you.  Have you noticed that your clothes are brown?  Abnormally so.  They’re spraying pesticide at you.  It used to be a green spray, but now the color is brown. The brown pesticide stains all the clothes. The United States government must spend millions (I would love to see  their bill for pesticide) on buying pesticide.  Pesticide is something everyone uses, so if U.S. buys pesticide no one thinks anything of it.  They’re covered. I’m sure the same holds true for other governments.

I really worry about the pesticide that’s sprayed on me.  It must go into my lungs.  And what other damage is it doing to the rest of my body? Oh, you can tell if you’re sprayed with pesticide by the smell. Your apartment will always have a terrible odor. It’s not the normal pesticide smell that you’re used to. It’s a terrible odor; I can’t describe it.  But if your apartment has a terrible odor all the time, it’s probably pesticide.

Set up a “safe area” in your apartment.  A place where you can sleep and have some protection.  Don’t be all over the place trying to protect yourself,  it will tire you out.  So the “safe area” is an area you can use at night and during the day.  An area where you don’t have to worry about being hit.  You can have your t.v., radio, phone, things to keep you safe, etc. in this area.  And when things get really bad, you can use this space.  If you have some space no one knows about, that’s even better. Don’t worry about the rest of the apartment or house, give your all to this space.  Worrying about your furniture and other things in your apartment, or house, is, in my opinion, a waste of time.  Only worry about staying safe and your health.  These two things are the things you should worry about.  You have a lot of crap going on in your life now, so this reduces what you have to worry about.  I know your furniture and other things are important, but are they as important as staying safe and healthy?  I would say no. That’s why I believe in an area to keep yourself safe. Don’t let anyone see your safe area.  Once someone sees it, it won’t be safe anymore. I used to have a “safe area”, but I no longer do.  The apartment I now have is a studio and no matter which way I turn, there’s no place I can go to be safe. I regret I ever took this horrible place.  Of all the places I’ve lived, this place has been the worse.  The people who live here are sub-humans, really, on a lower level than sub-humans.  They’re all savages!  Especially the management people.

If you’re trying to find a place to live, make sure the property manager and her husband don’t live on the premises, as mine do.  Their time is spent watching you and encouraging other tenants to do the same. And they can get into your apartment any time they want. At least if they live elsewhere, you don’t have to put up with them on weekends and holidays. If they live on premises, they’re ALWAYS there! After a while…I’m not going to write what I was thinking.  But I’m sure you get my drift.

If you’ve found my tips helpful, please let me know.  And if you have any tips on staying safe, please let me know.  Thanks.

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Gang Stalking – The Zombie Parade.

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I went out to throw away my garbage and decided to stand in front of my apartment and just catch a little sun.  Of course, I began the countdown.  How long will it take before someone comes along and throws away his garbage?  It took exactly 3 minutes.  Then one after another the gang stalkers come. They come in five-minute intervals.  Then come the people in their cars, just sitting in their cars, beeping their horns, slamming their doors, making a lot of noise.  But, of course, I know how to get rid of them.  I do my thing.  None of them lasts more than 1 minute.   And then another group comes  slamming its doors, beeping its horns, and running its cars.  I do my thing again.  They don’t last too long.

They can beep their horns and slam their doors all they want.  When the door breaks, they have to pay to have the door replaced or repaired.  That’s money coming out of their pockets.  They can slam and keep running their cars all day.  It doesn’t bother me.  I know eventually they’ll run out of gas.  Then they have to go to the gas station and pay to have it refilled.  Do you think it bothers me that they slam their doors and keep running theirs cars?  Not one bit.  I like knowing that they’re going to have to pay for the gas or have the door replaced.  That’s when I have the last laugh.  So you gang stalkers, keep slamming your doors, keep running your cars, and keep beeping your horns.   And to those of you who blow your horn,  keeping blowing your horns.  Maybe some day when you really need that horn to work, it won’t work.

Oh, and I forgot about the Zombie Parade.  It’s their time, too.  The sidewalk suddenly comes alive.  It fills up with gang stalkers who parade by.  They have nowhere to go.  They just stand by waiting to be called to do their act.   The sidewalk becomes filled with zombie-like people.  They don’t look to their right, nor left.  They walk straight ahead as if in a trance.  They’ve been called to do their zombie thing.  If you’ve ever seen a zombie movie, you’ll know what I’m talking about.  So they all jam the sidewalk and just walk without any emotion and look zombie-like.  I love watching them.  I really enjoy when they do the Zombie Parade. I can’t help smiling.  It usually makes my day. Go Zombies, go.

This blog’s been erased about 25 times.  I guess they don’t want the gang stalkers thinking about things like having doors replaced, horns not working and running out of gas.  The gang stalkers don’t think about such things.  They just do what they’re told.  Imagine if they start thinking about replacing their doors and horns, they’d probably stop being so stupid.

I think I’ll  do my Zombie dance.  I do a very good Zombie dance. Do your Zombie dance.

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