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Gang Stalking – Bye, bye constitutional rights.

Government a Threat?

Government a Threat? (Photo credit: Third Way)

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See Image:Gold doorknob.jpg (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

This is a follow-up to my blog of yesterday about property vs. personal rights.

If I’m not allowed to  use a video to tape what’s happening to me, then the property manager is responsible for anything that happens to me.  If someone breaks into  my apartment and rapes me, or beats me up, or kills me, he’s responsible.

I got up this morning and found my lock  partly unlocked.  It wasn’t open all the way.  I put so much tape around my door knob that they couldn’t unlock it all the way.  Plus, I had a ton of things keeping someone from opening my door.

I’m not allowed to video tape someone trying to open my door, but some creep in the middle of the night can try to get into my  apartment and do to me whatever he feels like doing.

Really, is it right that because someone owns an apartment building, he can put my life in danger?

I don’t think it’s right.

My right to protect myself is stronger than someone’s property rights in my opinion.  He has a right to do with his property whatever he wants, but not at the expense of my life.

And I feel my life is in danger.

Why reason does someone have to open my door unless he’s planning to do harm to me?

These creeps get away with so much.  They can do whatever they feel like doing, rape, kill, etc.

And where’s our right to protect ourselves from these creeps?  We can’t get help from the police, management office, government, no one.

We’re at the mercy of  these scumbags.

Whatever happened to our constitutional rights to protect ourselves?


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Gang Stalking – “Do you know who I Am??!!!,” she asked.

English: Shower

English: Shower (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Listening to the news on shower radio

Listening to the news on shower radio (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Vector image of the Las Vegas sign. P...

English: Vector image of the Las Vegas sign. Português: Imagems vectorial da placa de Las Vegas. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’ve thought and thought, who could have done this to me?  Who could have reported me as a dangerous person?  Who?  Could it have been my sister?  My property manager?  The zealot that lived next to me?

It could be anyone I ran into in my life and did not have good interaction with.

But who?

I think I’m getting closer to figuring out who it was, or I’ve figured out who it is.

When I first moved to Las Vegas, I got a room in a quad.  How do explain what a quad is to those you who never heard of a quad?

The easiest way I can explain it is this way.

I had  a room, and there were three others who shared a room.  We all had our own corner rooms, and shared the kitchen and refrigerator.  Two of us used the same bathroom.

The woman who lived next to me was always complaining about me. I don’t know what about. I never did anything to her. I left every day to go to work and barely saw her.  I remember, though, that she always complained about me taking a shower. Why? I have no idea.  I took a shower every day, maybe that annoyed her.  As soon as I got out of the shower, she’d go into the shower and turn it on. She never took a shower, just turned it on.  To annoy me, I guess.

After a while,  I got sick of her complaining and told her off.  I remember vividly one day, she said to me, “Do you know who I am??!!”  I replied, “I don’t know who you are and I don’t care.”  Well, she was really pissed off.  After that she began playing her radio loudly. At nighttime, she’d turn her t.v. on and it was also very loud.

And I remember from that day on, there was loud radios playing wherever I went. And it didn’t matter where I went, loud radios playing everywhere.

And every apartment I moved to,  someone always played their radio loudly.

This happened in 2004.  And I think that’s really where my gang stalking began. With the alcoholic woman who lived next to me.

So, I think it’s really been eight years that I’ve been a victim of gang stalking, not four, as I thought.

The targeting starts slowly, so they can work their way up to full harassment, and a person won’t be able to remember where the targeting began.

I think the woman I met in the quad is the one who reported me as a dangerous person.  She’s the one who’s caused my life to become a living hell, like her life.

She went after me because I didn’t acknowledge her importance to the world, and she was going to make sure I got punished for it.

I’m almost 99% certain that this woman began my horrible journey into hell.

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Gang Stalking – Sounds kooky, but it works…


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Belly Ring - Square Button.

Belly Ring - Square Button. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

belly button
belly button (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The property manager‘s grandchildren seem to be just like her.  They always seem to be looking for trouble.  The other day, I was walking to get my mail.  As I walked, a little person popped up.  From her look, I could tell it was one of the grandchildren of the property manager.  The girl made sure I saw her.  As I walked, she quickly caught up to me.  She had a dress on that was way too small for here.  She kept trying to pull down the too-tight dress.  And she  had a smirky smile on her face.  I turned around and paid her no attention.  As I went around the corner, the chubby, little girl went into the property manager’s apartment.  I was right, another family member of the manager.

The family lives on the S.E. corner of the complex, but somehow, the children always find themselves by where I live.  I live in the N.W. corner of the complex and there’s no reason for the little darlings to be anywhere near me.  I guess I’ve become a curiosity for all the awful family.  They’re beginning to remind me of those busy-bodies who are always looking to  gossip about somebody and trying to get them in trouble.

Some more advice I’ve forgotten to give you.  Your body has certain entryways:  the nose, ears, belly button, mouth, and some other entry points I don’t want to mention.  These entry points make it possible for someone to hurt you.    A gang stalker will use his phone to hit you with electricity.  He inputs a code into the phone and then turns the phone toward you.  The phone directs electricity toward you.  If you close off these entry points, the pain you feel will lessen by about 85%.  So always keep your ears covered.  Use something that will make it impossible for them to hurt you through your ears.  Use ear plugs, put some soft tissue paper into your ears.  The electricity can’t enter and will re-direct the electricity elsewhere.   Your bell button is also another entry point.  You might not think of your belly button as an entry point, but it is.  Cover your belly button and you won’t feel the electricity directed at you.  You’ll hear the sound banging around.  And if you do get hit, you’ll barely feel it.  Use a belly button cover, or put some soft tissue inside your belly button.  I know it sound crazy, but it works.  I always wear ear plugs and I hear the electricity bouncing all around me.  As long as the electricity doesn’t hit me, I don’t care where it goes. Same thing with the belly button, electricity is re-directed somewhere else, not toward you.  I know this sounds kooky, but it works.  Try it, and you’ll see that it works.


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

English: Monsanto pesticide to be sprayed on f...

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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.


Gang Stalking – Tips for protecting yourself (2)

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Yesterday, I wrote of ways to protect yourself.  I want to expand on what I wrote.

There’s a very good way to find out what’s embedded in your body.  I’m sure most of you use Vaseline, or Petroleum jelly.  Well, Vaseline can help remove things from your body. I use it all the time.  I’m amazed by the crap that comes out of my body. Some of  the things that come out of my skin are things that look like pepper granules, green plastic things that are in the shape of a “v”, and something that’s about the size of a dot that’s translucent.

What I do to remove these things from my body.  Take some Vaseline, rubber it on any spot.  Keep rubbing the Vaseline until it’s dry. When it gets dry, rub, rub some more. This is the point at which you’ll see things come out of your skin.  Things you didn’t know were in it.  You can do this to any part of your body.  All the things embedded  in your skin can be found in your hand,the upper parts of your hand and your palms; your back; your legs; your feet, bottom sole and top.  Everywhere you have skin, you can find the above things.  Also to get these things out of your skin, fill your bathtub with apple cider vinegar (as hot as you can make it) and just sit back in the bathtub for about 20 minutes.  After 20 minutes, get a back scrubber and scrub every part of your body.  The scrubber will remove a lot of what’s in your body.  Sometimes you won’t be have to scrub. When you get out of the bathtub, look to see what’s been removed.  You’ll see all kinds of crap in your bathtub. And you’ll really feel good; put some oil on your skin, vinegar has a tendency to dry skin. You can also use vinegar to soak your feet (vinegar will remove dead skin from your feet).

Yesterday, I wrote about gallon plastic bottles.  I forgot to tell you to carry the plastic bottles in your car, right next to you.  Also put some plastic bottles in the back seat.  If anyone is shooting anything at you, the plastic bottles will take the hit, not you.

In my apartment, the maintenance man has made pock holes all over the floor.  I’ve covered a lot of the holes with tape, but there are so many, I need a new carpet.  I’ve asked the property manager to replace the carpet, but she has done nothing about it.  These holes in the carpet cause electricity to be drawn from underground to you.  Check your carpet to see if there are pock holes in it. It’s easy to find out. When you walk around your apartment, do you feel as if you’re being hit.  If you are, there are holes in the carpet.

Just be aware of what’s going on in your apartment, or house. After a while, you can tell when something’s wrong

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