Gang Stalking…it’s always something.

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Plaster (Photo credit: icerunner)

I caught them again.  They were  tracking me again.  I was trying to get on my internet service and saw a camera-like thing popping in and out of my computer, so I hit it.  There they were requesting to get on my internet service and stating that it was an emergency.  Emergency?  Why is it an emergency?

I don’t understand why the idiots have to hack into my computer. My blog is open for all to see, so why do they have to hack  my computer?  All they have to do is go to my blog and there’s my blog  open to everyone. I guess acting like spies makes them feel important.

They are all such absolutely ridiculous people.   I went to the internet service and changed my password today, but, of  course, the people at the company gave it up right away to the Nazis.

It really annoys the hell out of me that we can’t go anywhere and do anything without some idiot giving the other idiots our information.

It is against the law to harass us.  We haven’t done a damn,  damn thing.  If anyone is breaking the law it’s  the damn Nazis.  But yesterday on the radio,  I heard something the man said about  the people who harass citizens. He said that  right  always wins.  That the  people  like Nixon, etc., all  got caught.  He said eventually everybody gets caught.  And this made me feel good, because I know all the games these Nazis play will put them all in prison.   “Right always wins” said the man, and he’s right.

Yesterday, I mentioned it was raining in Las Vegas.  Well, the rain helped me.  I’ve always been suspicious  of  the part of the ceiling right in front of the air conditioner.  It always made me curious, the way the  plaster was sloppily applied.  It didn’t look  right.  And last night I was proven right.  The cheap plaster  put on the ceiling came  off (and when I say cheap, I mean cheap, it feels like a very thin cracker) and there’s a slit running right across the air conditioner.  There is nothing under the plaster, just a long slit and the water is coming into my apartment from the opening.  I don’t know what’s inside the ceiling. The ceiling is too high for me to take a look.  If it rains again, the damn ceiling might cave in.

I went into the office (it’s now opened on Saturday) and told the woman about it.  As always, she didn’t  seem  too concerned. She told me it’ll be taken care of tomorrow.

Let me tell you, if  that ceiling falls in, I will definitely suit.

I’m sick of  the hackers, the people in the office, and all the sub-humans who live near  me. They all make me sick, sick, sick.

It’s always some bullshit I have to handle every day. I’m sick, sick, sick of all the shit.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – What would it take to get you to move?

English: Busy afternoon on the beach At the height of the summer season, there is little spare room on the Cobb beach. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Rain, Rainy weather (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

If someone you trusted offered you $1,000 to move to a different city, would that be enough?  More?  Or would you need other things (the promise of friends  or better weather?)  What would they need to offer you before you’d instantly say yes?  Or if you already want to move, what would it take to get you to stay?

$1,000 to move.  Ha, ha, ha.  That $1,000 wouldn’t  even move me across the street.  No insult to this topic, but it’d take a lot more to move.   Today someone  needs between $3,000 –  5,000 to move.  If you’re doing your own moving, it will still cost you a lot of money.  With gas, putting a deposit on a new place, rental of truck, etc., it adds up.

As to moving  for the promise of friends or better weather, things like this never hold up.  People are the same wherever you go, so if you’re moving for friendship purposes, you might be disappointed.  Maybe they’ve changed, or maybe you’ve changed.  Time has changed the way the  people you knew used to be.

As to better weather, I moved to Florida because friends promised me better weather and a lot of sunshine.  There was a lot of sunshine, but there was also tons of  rain.  The summer season brought with it  non-stop  rain, sheets of rain.  There were days I got caught in the  rain storms and ran home soaking wet.  And there are  a lot of lightning storms.  Scary lightning storms, which cause electricity to  go out during the summer.  We went without  air conditioning and had to put up  with  humid, humid weather.  Oh, how can I possibly forget about the hurricane season, with even more rain and winds strong enough to blow a house apart.  And I always felt wet.  So moving somewhere for weather, no time soon.

I would like to move, but my situation with gang stalking will remain the same wherever I go.  So moving would be a waste of what little money I have left.  I would move, though, if someone I knew could promise me an apartment/house  that is safe.  Safe in every way.  It would be a one level house, or apartment;  windows that had  safety glass;  no neighbors nearby;  away from a parking lot, street; sensors all along the house, letting me know when someone was in the vicinity;  a security system that would allow me to see the area surrounding the house.  Then I’d definitely move.  Of course, there’s no such thing as anything being 100% safe, but at least I’d have a running chance.

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