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Gang Stalking – To my readers, tell me about your life.

Coat of arms of Turkey Français : Armoiries de...

Coat of arms of Turkey Français : Armoiries de la Turquie Slovenščina: državni grb Turčije Türkçe: T.C. Dışişleri bakanlığının kullandığı arma

Seal of the United States Department of State.

Egypt: Gizeh

Egypt: Gizeh (Photo credit: Brooklyn Museum)

Contact Sheet: Sri Lanka, July 2005

Contact Sheet: Sri Lanka, July 2005 (Photo credit: Lawrence Sinclair)

Kingdom Centre, Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. Taken by...

Kingdom Centre, Riyadh, Saudi Arabia. Taken by BroadArrow in 2007. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Iran Elections

Iran Elections (Photo credit: bioxid)

Happy Canada Day

Happy Canada Day (Photo credit: Anirudh Koul)

Belgium Rest Stop

Belgium Rest Stop (Photo credit: RobertCiavarro)

Singapore and surroundings

Singapore and surroundings (Photo credit: The Shifted Librarian)

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thailand ko phi phi 02 (Photo credit: FriskoDude)

The former Neutral Zone between Iraq and Saudi...

The former Neutral Zone between Iraq and Saudi Arabia (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Young Saudi Arabian woman wearing Islamic clot...

Young Saudi Arabian woman wearing Islamic clothing, as required by Sharia. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

To my surprise, people from diverse continents read my blog. I have people reading my blog from Canada, Egypt, Spain, France, Belgium, Australia, United Kingdom, Holland, Saudi Arabia, Iran, Maldives, Singapore, India, Thailand, Turkey, and, of course, the United States.  I’ve always been curious about the faceless people who read my blog.  I always wonder what you look like, how old you are, what kind of life you lead, single, married, do you have children, poor, rich?  I always wonder what a typical day is like for all of you. Is life hard, or easy? Do you have enough to eat, or too much to eat?  So if you’re one of those people reading my blog, I’d like to know about you.  I really would.  Write and tell me about yourselves. You don’t have to give me your name. I know some people can’t.  I just want to know about you.  You know a lot about me from my blog,  but you  don’t know what I look like. Maybe some day, I’ll publish my picture.   So write and let me know about your life, maybe include a photo? I really want to know what your life is like.  I’ve traveled a lot, so I’ve been to a few of the countries I mentioned. The closest I’ve been to the Middle East is Morocco. Europe I know better.

I hope to hear from a lot of you.  I’m keeping my fingers crossed.


Gang Stalking – Please look into your heart and help the starving children of Africa. Thanks.

Children have walked for weeks across the dese...

Image via Wikipedia - a mass grave for children.

English: Severely malnourished Nigerian refuge...
Image via Wikipedia – starving woman, Africa

I keep thinking that what I’m going through will eventually end, because nothing lasts forever; not even gang stalking.  I hope it ends before I get too old and can’t enjoy my life.  Every day that I spend going through the hell I’m going through is a day of my life wasted. I should be enjoying my life, not wasting it.

But what I’m going through pales in comparison to some of the things I see going on around the world.  I’m not talking about what’s happening in Iran, Egypt, Afghanistan and some of the other Middle Eastern countries.

I’m talking about what’s happening in Africa.  Lately, I’ve seen a lot of photos of starving babies.  Babies whose ribs show, and have such big eyes, because all that’s showing is their heads.  One photo in particular stays with me.  I think about this baby as I go about my day.  The baby doesn’t leave me.  I see his face clearly.  I see his eyes.  This photo was taken by a photographer in Africa.  The photographer came upon the baby in the desert.  The baby was crawling to try to get some food.  The photographer states that the baby was heading to a market 1 mile away. I get upset every time I think about what the photographer did.  He came upon the baby in the desert, took his picture and left.  He states he wonders if the baby made it to the market.  How can anyone in good conscience leave a baby in the desert?  Why didn’t the photographer pick up the baby, take him to the market and find someone to help the him?  I don’t think this picture will ever leave my mind.  It’s stuck in my head.  It is such a sad photo.  The poor baby.  And this is happening all over Africa.  Millions of children are starving, and dying.

When I’m feeling sorry for myself about what’s happening in my life, I think of all those starving children in Africa.  How can I feel sorry for myself when the children in Africa are starving?  What I’m going through pales in comparison to what’s happening to those starving children.  I’m going to write Obama and try to get help for those children.  Please write the President and tell him to do something for all those sad, starving children.  The children need help.  Please help them.  Thank you.

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