Gang Stalking – An invitation to hope.

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I don’t usually read my horoscope, but I was turning the page and noticed the horoscope for Leo. This is from a horoscope by Brezsny:

“LEO (July 23 – Aug. 22) – When did you first fall from grace? Do you remember? It has happened to most of us. We spend time being privileged or cared about or respected, and, suddenly, we no longer are. We lose our innocence. Love disappears. Our status as a favorite comes to an end. That’s the bad news, Leo. The good news is that I think the months ahead may be time for you to climb back up to one of those high states of grace that you fell from once upon a time. The omens suggest that even now you’re making yourself ready to rise back up – and sooner than you think, there will be an invitation to do so.”

Wouldn’t it be great if all the nonsense stopped for all of us and this horoscope came true?  Who knows?  Maybe finally something will happen to free  us all from the grip of what’s occurring to us?  Of course, I don’t believe in horoscopes, but just reading it, makes me feel better. It gives me hope.

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Gang Stalker – We targets cannot live on hope.

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I’ ve thought what’s being done to us is bad, and I’ve thought of the people doing it as Nazis.  But Nazism has been really been imprinted into my brain since I discovered something on my Facebook page.

I was having a problem with chat on Facebook, so I went to chat trying to figure what out.  I hit chat, and while looking for the problem, I saw a red and black “Z” in the chat section. I went to the “Z”, and opened it.  There was a green arrow pointing right.  I hit the arrow and I couldn’t believe what was in the “Z”.  It was a blood pressure graph.  A graph of how I was reacting to all the things done to me by hackers on Facebook. It showed the pressure I was under.  The name of the graph is “Z Pressure Graph”.

I knew what it was, but I immediately went to Google to find out exactly what it’s for.  It is a graph that measures gases running through my body and these gases measure someone’s blood pressure.

I went back to my page, went inside the graph again, and saw a box below the green arrow.  I hit the box, and the graph stopped running. It stopped reading my blood pressure.  Now, these people know I go to my doctor for slightly elevated blood pressure, so I guess they’re trying to make my blood pressure worse. And they’re also trying to  figure out how to make  me “lose it” by doing things that will raise my blood to a very high level.  I don’t know if these “Z” Pressure graphs are usually used to measure pressure, but they are in my case.

If what they’re doing to me is not what a Nazi would do, then I don’t know what a Nazi is.

I also discovered, yesterday,  on Facebook that at the end of my comment line, where the camera logo is, that when I hit it, it took me directly to my computer desktop, thus making it easy for the perps to get inside my computer.

The people harassing us targets are truly, truly Nazis.  What they’re doing  to innocent Americans  is outrageous. They all belong in prison.  And they don’t belong in prison, twenty, thirty years from now.  They all belong in prison now. But I doubt they’ll end up in prison any time soon. We’ll probably all die before what’s happening to us comes out in the open.  That’s the way things like this happen. Twenty, thirty years is always how long it takes for someone  with courage to come forward.

So, the Nazis will continue to have their way with us targets. And no one will come to our aid any time soon.  If  we targets want to stop this, we’re going to have to do something to draw attention to ourselves.  We can’t just sit by and hope.  We have to walk the streets and let people know what’s going on.  We have to march, and do a lot of marching to bring attention to our cause.  Otherwise, we’re roadkill.  We have a choice.  We can do something to stop the Nazis from winning.  We have to get the word out about what’s happening to us. We can’t  just sit by and live on hope.  Hope only helps so far and no more.

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Gang Stalking – In a psychological war to stay sane.

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All day long, some idiot has run back and forth in front of my apartment.  “It” sounds like a herd of elephants. I’m no longer going to call someone he/she.  I’m going to call them “it”.  No female or male i.d.  Most of these sub-humans don’t deserve to have anything identifying them as human, and to call someone he/she is to identify them as human.  So from now on, all perps will be known as “it.”

The “Its” are really acting up lately.  Last night one of them pounded on my door. Of course, I didn’t bother to answer. I wasn’t doing anything and whatever they had to say to me I had no desire to hear.

There are religious people who believe in devils.  I do believe in devils, but not in a religious way.  To me, all the devils are here on earth.  They’re walking around right next to you and me.  These devils are the people who make every day a miserable experience for us.  Don’t these people have a conscience?  Every day they get up and spend their day thinking how much more miserable they can make our existence.  They think that all of us are worthless human beings to be treated any way they feel like treating us.  I always wonder what kind of people these are?  What made them the way they are?  How can anyone treat someone else the way they treat us?

My conscience would not let me treat someone the way I’m treated.  I’ll admit I defend myself and find myself doing things that I would not have done in million years.  I find myself feeling  guilty for doing it. But I realize I’m fighting devils, so all’s fair in war, as the saying goes.  And believe me, we’re fighting a war.  A war to take our dignity from us.  A war to make us homeless.  A war to strip us of  everything we own.  A war to turn our families against us.  A war to make us into zombies by trying to make  us take pills forced on us by doctors.

We are in a psychological war to stay sane.

The devils will do everything in their power to win.  It’s good versus evil.  And evil they all are.  They have no souls.

In the end, good will win. I have to believe good will win, otherwise, there’s no hope for the world. Hopefully, we’ll have the last laugh.

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Gang Stalking – Taking a chance on family.

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Today, I decided to send Christmas cards to members of my family who I know haven’t done anything to me.  I’ve had no contact with any of my family for three years.  I don’t  know  anything about what’s going on in their lives, but since every member of  my family I had contact with stalked me, I didn’t trust anyone in my family.  So I stayed away from all of them.  I was afraid to find out if the ones who hadn’t stalked me were in on it.  And I rather have my suspicion than to actually find out they   are gang stalkers, too.

None of my family knows whether I’m dead or alive.  I haven’t contacted them by phone, IM, mail, or visited them.  And I don’t know anything about how their life is going.  I don’t know if  they’re sick, alone, need help, doing well,  happy.  For all I know, something bad could have happened to one of them.

I finally decided to get in touch with them and really find out what the truth is about the rest of my family.  The last member of my family I had contact with was my oldest sister.  I spoke with her on the phone and I told her about my gang stalking.  She told me she believed me, but  my other sisters said exactly the same thing and then stalked me.  My sister told me to come back home to N.Y. and she would help me, but my instincts told me not to trust her.  So I followed my instincts.  My instincts are always right on.

My older sister has always watched out for me, and I’ve missed her in my life.  I was always the pesky younger sister. But I always thought very highly of my sister and admire her.  I feel I have to judge her on how she’s treated me my whole life, instead of  judging her for what the rest of the family did to me.

So I’ve thrown caution to the wind and decided to give everyone who I know hasn’t stalked me, a chance to show me what they’re all about.  I’ve contacted every one of my family members to find out the truth about them.  I want to know the truth.

If it turns out, they’re also gang stalkers, I’ve lost nothing.  If I find out, they’re on my side, then, at least, I’ll know and can have a  family again.

I know the gang stalking will still continue, but I’ll have part of the family on my side.   At least, I’ll have someone to talk with, someone to spend holidays with.

It’s been very lonely not having a family. It’s been very painful not to  have contact with any of my family. That’s what I’ve missed most.  The warmth of a family.

Maybe something good will happen  after I hear from them.  I can only hope.  Life is all about hope.  I have to take a chance on my family and  hope for the best.

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Gang Stalking – World, please speak out in protest against harassment of U.S. citizens.

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“You can chain me, you can torture me, you can even destroy my body, but you will never imprison my mind.”
Mahatma Gandhi

All of us targets are suffering cruel and unusual punishment.  The 8th Amendment prohibits the federal government from imposing cruel and unusual punishment on an accused person.  We’re being punished and we never even had a trial.  The 6th Amendment states that the accused has the right to a speedy trial by an impartial jury.  And a right to a lawyer. Neither of which we ever got, or  offered.

None of us ever had a trial. No one ever told us what we’re guilty of.  We were found guilty by a group of people who we never met.  This is cruel and unusual punishment.  Finding us guilty without trial is cruel and unusual punishment.  We were never offered a lawyer. Nothing.

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Someone complained about us.    No one came to us and asked us if what someone said about us was true.  No one sent us papers to appear in court. Nothing.  This is cruel and unusual punishment.  Who these people were, we don’t know.  These people could have been very biased against us, but we never had a trial to question them.  We were found guilty just on what these people said about us.  This is against the 6th Amendment right to an impartial jury.  We didn’t have an impartial jury.

We’re all entitled to know who our accusers are.  The 6th Amendment grants us this right.  We were never allowed to face our accusers and question them about the things they accused us of doing.  Their word was taken as gospel.  As the total truth.

We don’t know what these people look like, what they accused us of doing, and we had no chance to question them about what they said about us.  This is against the 6th Amendment.  We all have a right to face our accuser, and question them.

So we’re all suffering cruel and unusual punishment for who knows what.  We’re harassed  24/7  by people the government sends after us to make our lives miserable.  We’re never left alone. It’s a psychological game they play with our heads.  To drive us to insanity.   This psychology game is against the 8th Amendment.  It is cruel and unusual punishment.

We targets have never hurt anyone, committed any crimes, or committed any acts of treason.  So what reason is there for the government to be after us?   There is ABSOLUTELY NO REASON!  We’re just pawns in the government’s game.  There aren’t enough terrorists in the U.S. to keep the Department of Homeland Security going.  It wouldn’t have any work, so they have to invent terrorists.  People who they can  accuse of being terrorists.  This way they have an excuse for keeping the DHS going, otherwise, it has to close for lack of work.

The U.S. government is corrupt.  It preaches to the world that the U.S. is the land of the free.  What a laugh!  More laws were passed in the last four years to take away citizens rights than before.  Laws that say that a citizen can be arrested without trial and put in prison.   Citizens can be denied a lawyer and don’t have to be told what they’re accused of doing.  This sounds to me very much like what’s happening in other countries that are dictatorships.  The U.S. rules the same way.  And the U.S. government is not telling the truth about what it is. It is becoming a dictatorship. I should really say that it’s a dictatorship.  It lies about  how its citizens are treated.  It can do to citizens anything it wants and gets away with it.

The world believes that the U.S. is the land of the free.  World, don’t believe it.  The U.S. is harassing and torturing millions of American citizens.  The U.S. is not telling the world about what’s happening here.  World, we citizens  need your help.  Please let the world know what’s happening in the U.S.   We citizens need the help of the world to stop the torture of us.  Please get the world out and let the world know.  Please speak out in our name.  We need your help. You are our last hope.  We can’t get help from anyone. Thank you.

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Gang Stalking – Surrounded by clowns.

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It seems there are more gang stalkers after me now than ever before.  A  lot of  new people moved into my complex.   About three or four of them are not the typical gang stalking types.  They seem educated, have better cars, and come from out-of-town.  One woman comes from Florida.  The rest, I don’t know. I don’t what kind of car they own.  But my gang stalking is getting progressively worse.  I’ve heard that as time goes by, gang stalking lessens. It might be true for other targets, but that’s not been my experience. I have more gang stalkers surrounding me now than before.

There’s the clown next door.  He came wearing a leather jacket and clean-looking, now he looks like a perp.  His appearance has changed.  Then there’s the clown upstairs.  He’s been here since December, or November.  He’s the one who used to live with the floozy.  Now she’s gone and he’s taken over her place. There’s another clown behind me.  I hear him, and I’ve seen him a few times, but he very seldom shows himself.  He likes to slam the door a lot, but I’ve learned to ignore the door slamming.  Then there’s another clown diagonally above me, next to the clown above.  I rarely see him, but he’s a black man.  He’s a little strange.  Then diagonally on the first floor, there’s another clown.   I rarely see him .I’ve seen him a few times, but I can’t really describe him.  He has one of those ordinary man looks, hard to describe.  Then diagonally above me is another clown.  I’ve never seen him, but I know he exists from the noise I hear. There’s another clown who lives in apartment 111, who has total control of my computer.  On top of all the bozos, there are people parked in the parking lot who often target me.  I can hear them trying to hit me.  There are ” bings” bouncing off the window all day.  I’ve learned to protect myself, so they don’t really do any damage to me.   And I would say that 95% of the tenants harass me. So they’re bringing in people who they think will do a job on me, and finally succeed in getting me to “lose it.”  I’m surrounded by clowns.

Well, I have this to say to them:  You’re not going to succeed.  I will outlast every one of the criminals you send my way. I’ve lasted almost 4 years and you have not succeeded in taking me down.  And you will not succeed no matter who you send after me.  I will, will outlast anyone who you send to make my life a living hell. I have to believe that eventually this ordeal I’m going through will end.  I have to believe that there must be some good people out there, and that  they will do something to help all the targets.  I must have hope.  Without hope, what is there?

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Try to think about nothing, for as long as you can.

What happened?  Describe it in a short post.

I try  to make my mind go blank. I see a gray square. It’s slowly losing its edge. I began to think about gang stalking… how did I end up having something like this happen to me?…but I don’t want to think about gang stalking…it’s depressing…I want to think in a positive way…I hear on the radio that Gaddafi’s Green Square is stormed by the rebels…I’m so happy…even though it’s not my world, I’m so happy for the rebels…my heart is full of love for the rebels…it’s amazing what people can  carry out when they  decide they’ve had enough of torture and  no freedom…it gives me hope that someday the gang stalking will end…that’s I’ll be free of the chain around my neck…it’s all about hope…without hope, there is nothing…without hope there is nothing…must have hope that this terrible thing will end soon..must have hope…without hope, there is nothing…hope.