Gang Stalking – Moving? Targets, think twice.

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Targets are always on the move.  Moving from one country to another; from one state to another; from one apartment to another; moving in and out with family; homeless; living at a shelter.  We keep moving to find a “safe” place. But no matter how often we move, there is no “safe” place. What happens in one place will happen to you in another country, state, shelter, etc. There is no way to get away from the harassment. It’ll be a new place, but only the faces will change; gang stalking will continue. You’ll be followed everywhere you go; your body will suffer painful shocks; things will still be stolen from you; your clothes torn; your animal will still be harmed, or killed. Moving will not stop gang stalking. As a matter of fact, the new place you move into might be worse than the place you left.

I can understand a target thinking that if he moves things will get better. I guess we still have hope that it might happen. Hope that things will change. But, of course, the reality is that nothing will change. It’ll be the same miserable existence.

And each time you move, it’s expensive, especially if you move from country to country, or state to state. Whatever money you have will quickly dwindle away, which will leave you feeling worse than before you moved.

I, myself, moved 6 times in one year. With each new place, I hoped things would get better. That the new apartment or new state would have decent people. But with each new move, the gang stalking has grown progressively worse. And the people are no more decent than the last place I left.

So, targets, you can keep moving, but nothing will change. It’ll be the same s–t all over again.

I wish I could give you some advice on moving. I can’t. My only advice: if the place you’re living in is not too bad, don’t move. Of course, if the place is horrific, sometimes it’s better to move. The place I now live in is horrific. But, somehow, I know if I move, it’ll be just as bad wherever I move. The complex manager and her maintenance man husband are evil people. Of course, they don’t think they’re evil. They think they’re keeping America safe from a terrorist like me. I mean, how stupid and naïve can people be? Don’t they ever question authority? If this is done to me, what makes them think it can’t be done to them?

I know one thing for sure: that gang stalking will end some day. And, maybe, just maybe, the gang stalkers will get prison time. I’m sure they’ll feel right at home in prison, since most of them are felons.

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Gang Stalking – New to gang stalking: welcome to your new reality!

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If you are new to gang stalking, your life will never be the same again.  Never again.  Everything you believe in will change.  Your beliefs about the government, religion, family, police, people, in general, will come crumbling down.  You will be awaken to a new world were nothing is real.  Where everything is an illusion.  Have you ever seen the “Matrix” ?  Well, this will be your new reality.  Everything you thought was real, is not. You’ve lived in a bubble and someone decided to pull the plug from you.

Your new reality will be that you’ve become a person that will be unwelcomed everywhere you go.

That people will try to hurt you every chance they can.  That people will hate you for no reason whatsoever.  That you will be rudely treated.  That police and gang stalkers will watch you non-stop.

Forget about having privacy, you won’t have any.  Not in your home, computer, outside, not even in your bathroom or taking a bath.  You’ll have pictures  taken of you from every angle,  and pictures  passed  around by government flunkies.

Anything you love, like family, photographs, treasures, memories will disappear; destroyed by gang stalkers, or stolen.  You will not get much sleep.  You’ll be lucky if they allow you to sleep 2 hours a day.  They’ll keep you awake to drive you crazy, or to cause you to commit a crime, or become violent, and then they can put you in jail or some mental healthy facility.  You’ll become distrustful of anyone you meet, because you’ve learned not to trust anyone; every time you have, they screwed you.

You’ll probably lose your job due to workplace mobbing.  And you’ll have a difficult time finding another one.  If you do find another job, the same workplace mobbing will occur.

The gang stalkers will destroy your clothes, your furniture, ruin your food, steal your money, cameras, kill your pets.  There is nothing of yours that they will not tamper with, or destroy.

Your life will be one of 24-hour surveillance – by cameras, cars, people, computers.  You will not have any time to think.  They want to destroy everything about you.  They want to leave you naked without personality, just as they do to soldiers when they’re in training.  They want to drive you crazy, and they do that by  destroying what you are, or used to be.  They’ll make sure you become isolated, so that you have no friends, or anyone you can lean on.

You will not be able to defend yourself, because of the many lies told about you.  And if you try to defend yourself, you will, of course, be called crazy.  And no one will believe a word you say, ever!   Accusations of being a thief, violent, alcoholic, child abuser, pedophile, lesbian, gay, terrorists will follow you. Whatever they think they can stick on you and work, they’ll do.

You basically will have no life.  Your life is theirs now.  It belongs to the freaks and government. Whatever part of  life belongs to you, you’ll have to spend protecting yourself from the creeps.  The freaks will follow you everywhere, even at home.  I could go on and on with what will happen to  you, but I’d go on til infinity.

By the way, this can happen to any one at any time.  Don’t think you’re safe if this is not happening to you.  You might find yourself reading my blog some day on how to protect yourself.  Think about it.

So all the above will be your new reality.  Welcome to your new life in hell!

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Do you take the red pill, or the blue pill?

If given the choice, are you the kind of person who takes the red pill or the blue pill?  When do you do the opposite?  “You take the blue pill = the day ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe.  You take the red pill = you stay in  Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.” – Morpheus (from Matrix)

I’ve answered this question before.  The last time I answered red pill.  But since that time, my life has drastically changed.  I really don’t know how I’ll answer this until  the end of the blog.

I was living in Florida in 2004.  At that time I was blissfully ignorant of what was to happen to me.  I was like the people with the blue pill. But I did notice certain things in Florida that were going on, so I can’t  really saying I was blissfully ignorant.  I did notice that a lot of cars in Florida had their headlights on, even on really sunny days.  It used to puzzle me  why so many cars had their lights on.  If I had only known what was to come into my life.

I left Florida in 2004 and moved to Las Vegas, Nevada (bad, bad move).  Two years into my move, I noticed that everywhere I went I was treated rudely and did not know why.  This was the beginning of my gang stalking life.  I felt like Neo.  There was something that just wasn’t adding up.  I searched for answers everywhere, but could not figure out what was up.  So in August of 2009, I went looking for answers.  The answers came to me after moving about eight times in less than 10 months.  Discovered family was aware of why I was being hounded, but they denied knowing anything.

I returned to Vegas in June, 2010 with lots of answers.  I was no longer the innocent looking for answers.  My life had become a living hell.  I was no longer someone who lived in the blue pill land. I knew exactly what was going on.  I was being harassed by the government and its snitches.  I was  awaken to what the U.S. government was doing to its citizens.  Some who have been victims for 15 years or more.

I tried to tell people  what was happening to me, but no one would listen (and still don’t).  They don’t want to hear about what the government is doing to its citizens.  They rather live blissfully unaware of what is going on around them (just like in the Matrix).  But I have no choice in the matter.  I have been chosen to be one of the victims. I want to deny that things aren’t as they seem, but my gut tells me otherwise.

So for almost three years, I’ve been living in red pill land.  I daily face the truth of what is happening to me and half million Americans.  We are living in red pill land while the rest are living in blue pill land.  They go about their business and are unaware of what is going on around them.  I sometimes feel I am living the Matrix.

Sometimes I wish I was living in blue pill land, the day ends and I wake up in my bed and believe what I want to believe.  But the reality is, I’m living in Wonderland and I know how deep the rabbit-hole is.

I have no choice but to take the red pill.

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Gang Stalking – Off Topic – PostaDay 2011 – Write about a mistake you can learn from.

On this day in 1863, General Stonewall Jackson died after having been shot by his own troops seven days earlier.

I doubt if  you made a mistake that killed anyone, but whether you have or not, in honor of good old Jackson, write a short post about a mistake you made, or have read about and lesson you learned from it. ( I’m from the North, I don’t know if I should be honoring a confederate general.  Naw, only kidding.)

Well, in  honor of Stonewall Jackson, I’ll write this blog.

I think the biggest mistake I ever made was moving to Las Vegas.  If I hadn’t moved to Las Vegas, I’d be happily ensconced in South Florida not dealing with the gang stalking that I’m dealing with.  Not only that, but I would still be in contact with my family enjoying family time.

I had read in newspaper articles about how great the economy was in Las Vegas.  I picked myself up, leaving family behind, and moved to Las Vegas.   At the beginning, I earned a good paycheck.  That lasted about two and a half years.  In the third year of my arrival, things in Las Vegas began to go downhill.  The economy was tanking.   Also, at the same time, I was being harassed by my two neighbors, which would eventually lead to all my gang stalking problems.

I made the move to Las Vegas based only on the basis of how much money I would earn.  If I had considered other things, like family, atmosphere, etc., I probably would not have moved to Las Vegas.  Not only did the economy tank, but Las Vegas disappointed me in every way.  I made a second mistake by not moving back to Florida when I realized  Las Vegas did not fit the image I had of it!

So if I ever move somewhere else, it will not be only about how much money I can make, but things such as family, friends, atmosphere, etc.

Mistake made, lesson learned!

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