Gang Stalking – Get out of my life U.S. government!

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Lately, a lot of gas lighting is happening in my apartment.

I bought a can of beans, haven’t used and it’s been in my cabinet.  I went to the cabinet to get the beans to use them and guess what, not the same beans.  I’m sure the idiot in apartment 209 exchanged the beans for  the ones I bought.

And then I bought a box of Ritz crackers, those with eight separate packages.  I ate three and had five left. I went to get a package yesterday and discovered there were only two left. The perps stole three packages.

I bought vegetables and went to the refrigerator bin to use the vegetables, they were gone. None left whatsoever. And the ones they left, they squeezed so much that they were useless. And when they don’t take the vegetables, they wet all the vegetables so they’ll get soggy and wilt.

I found a  hole, about fist size, in the cabinet above the oven.  They did this so mice can get into my apartment and infest it with roaches.

My soap and toothpaste keep disappearing. They steal the soap,  and with the toothpaste, they squeeze the paste out of the tube.

I find fingerprints on my kitchen table all the time and footprints in my bathtub.

They go into my bedroom closet and take whatever they want. I never know when I come home if I’ll have clothes to wear the next day, or food to eat.

I bought pesticide to spray in all the crevices, but I didn’t use it the same day.  When I went to use the pesticide the next day, the top was open and it’d been emptied.

And I have to keep checking my cabinets all the time because they keep making holes to attract vermin.

And every time I leave my house, they turn on my air conditioner so I’ll have a big power bill. I don’t even want to see my bill this month. I’m sure it’s going to be very high.

The perps also broke the refrigerator panel that keeps the refrigerator cold.

I know what I wrote about the missing things might seen petty to some of you, but when this happens all the time, it gets expensive.  Always having to replace things and not knowing what I’ll find  in my apartment when I get home can get tiring.

Oh, isn’t the life of a target just wonderful?

Every minute of every day, we have to keep watch on everything in our apartments.  If we don’t, we’ll find a family of roaches living behind our refrigerator, or even mice crawling up the wall of our apartment.

Isn’t living in Perplandia just wonderful?  How ever did we get so lucky?

I’ll trade places with anyone who wants to live my life. It’s such a wonderful life.

B——s all!

Get out of my life damn U.S. government!

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Gang Stalking – Need a long, long vacation.

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Another day in Perplandia.

Well, the perps destroyed more of my things.  Not mine, exactly.  The things broken belong to the complex.  After returning home, I opened my cabinet draw, and when I tried to close it, it wouldn’t close.  The drawer won’t stay up.  It goes down. The part of the drawer that  keeps it up someone broke.  And my refrigerator has not been working properly in the last two days, so I checked it out to see if anything is wrong with it.  I was removing the food from the freezer and noticed the part of the freezer that holds the fan was loose, so all the air was getting out.  They unattached the part that keeps the fan running and keeps the food frozen.  None of the food is frozen.  I threw the food out because I don’t want to get sick.

The savages have absolutely nothing better to do.  All the savages know is to destroy, destroy, destroy. They are act like two-year-olds.  They can do whatever they want to me, or to the place I live, but don’t  I dare complain to anyone, or say anything to them about what they’re doing to me. They will immediately turn around and begin to complain to the other savages.  They’ll have fits, act hurt (oh, my heart breaks), and immediately go to the office and complain about what I’m doing to them.  Of course, they’re angels.  I’m the bad one.  They have to be protected from violent me.

And now that their savage children are out of school, it’s even worse.  I live on the second floor, and their little darlings are riding their bikes here on the second floor.  The other day, I almost got hit by one of the bike riders.  I have to be careful every time I step out of my apartment. It’s either some kid throwing rocks, or riding around on his bike.

I really, truly cannot stand these people. I moved to this place in August of 2012.  I haven’t even been here a year yet, but the people who live in my complex are the lowest of the low.  I don’t think people get any lower than the people who live here.  If I move, things will not improve.  It’ll be the same thing all over again.  I just don’t know what to do anymore.  There are few options left to me.  Stay here and put up with low lifes, or move.  And that’s not much of a choice.

I wish I had an answer. What to do?  What to do?

Oh, what a hell of a life we targets live.  I need a long, long vacation away from people, and to sleep for a month.

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Gang Stalking – Living the disgusting life of a target.

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I’ve written before about the way I have to live,  but I want to update you on my living situation.

I’ve told you about my window, which is not attached to the frame.  I’ve gone to the office and complained to the complex manager about it, but nothing’s been done. She keeps telling me that it’ll get fixed, but so far, nada, nothing.  I’ve given up on driving myself crazy and taped the window to the frame.  This way I feel a little more secure at night.  I used to look out my window late at night and see many men walking around the front of my door.   Since then, I carry a knife to bed with me, for when one of them removes the tape around  the window and tries to get in. I’m ready to fight for my life.

I’ve also complained about the floor board.  It was already out when I moved in. It was purposely removed so electricity can hit me from outside.  I’ve bought wooden slats and I put them around where the floor board should be, but it still doesn’t really stop  electricity from hitting me.

The carpet when I moved in was old and dirty looking.  It’s dirtier looking and uglier than ever.  There were  holes in the carpet when I moved in.  There are more holes now than before. And this is done to attract electricity from underneath.  What I’ve done is put tape on all the holes that I can see.  So imagine this picture.  A really ugly-looking grey carpet with tape all over the floor.  What’s amazing is that every time the maintenance man comes into my apartment, he never says anything about the tape on my carpet.  I really dare him to say something to me about the tape, because I have an answer ready for him.  So he doesn’t dare ask.

They removed the lower left side of my kitchen cabinet.  The cabinet is next to the oven.  He  removed the side so any electricity from the oven can escape and hit me.

My refrigerator is just a mess.  With one side of the compressor coil removed, it sends electricity throughout my apartment.  I complained to the maintenance man about this and he told me this is the way it’s supposed to look.  I told him that’s not the way it’s supposed to look.  He just looked at me and, with the straightest face, told me that’s the way it is.  Does he think I just fell off a turnip truck?  I don’t know too much about refrigerators, but I know when something doesn’t look right.  And the compressor with a broken coil does not look right.  So he didn’t it fix and left. I also found electrical parts that belong on a VCR or t.v. attached to the refrigerator cord.  I also complained about this not belonging there and he told me they do.  I’ve  looked at many refrigerator backs, and I’ve never seen electrical parts that belong on a VCR and t.v. attached to a refrigerator cord.  Does he really think I’m that stupid?  I’ve taken pictures of the back of the refrigerator.  I’m using it as proof for when I need it.  I hope it sends them all to jail!

In the bathroom, he removed the glue, or whatever it’s called, around the bottom rim of the bathtub.  He did that to let water out.  The floor gets wet and roaches will come running into my bathroom for the water.  He also removed the glue around the bottom of the toilet, same reason.

I have a mirror in my bathroom, but I  keep it covered 24/7, because I’m suspicious that they can see me from the other side of the mirror.  I know they can see into my apartment because the experiences I’ve had outside my apartment.  When I’m out, someone will imitate something I’ve done in my apartment and nowhere else.  And when I leave my apartment, many times, gang stalkers will be wearing exactly the same color I’m wearing that day, even though they didn’t see me outside.  So I know they can look into my apartment.  The bastards!

I decided I’m going to walk around the way I want.  If the perverts want to watch me, I say “go ahead” because you’re not going to make me change the way I walk around.  Have your fun, you perverts.  You’re all sick!  Sick!  Sick!  Did any of you perverts ever think of seeing a psychiatrist?  You definitely need to see one.  I can suggest one.  You all definitely need to see one!  Especially the sicko in apartment 111. I think he spends all his time watching porn.

Oh, I forgot to tell you about my air conditioner.  In the summer, the air conditioner runs hot.  In the winter, it runs cold.  So they did something to the temperature gauge.  And the air conditioner never, never goes off.  It stays on all the time.

I’m sure they do some of these things to you, too.  They do the same thing over and over to targets.

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Gang Stalking – Gang stalkers choose to live life as sadists.

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As I mentioned in my previous blogs, they’re doing a lot of gas lighting to me. I found socks in my kitchen drawer this morning. The socks were not put there by me.  I been finding hangers in my pant legs.  I’d like to know how hangers can get into my pants by themselves.  It’s been happening for the last week.  I found a lot of  papers under my refrigerator.  I keep telling you to keep checking under the oven and refrigerator, because they’re always putting things under bottom of the refrigerator and oven.

To the gang stalkers: Idiots, you’re not driving me crazy, you’re just giving me things to write about.  I know how you play the game.  You don’t fool me one bit. You people really have no life.  Sad, isn’t it?  That people would actually choose to live the life you do.  I have no choice in how I live my life, because you’ve taken that from me. You’ve make  my life  miserable, but to choose to do this for a living, you’re all sick bastards!

The “b” upstairs has moved her mother in with her.  Now I understand why the “b” is so evil. Her mother lives in California and has been here since before Easter Sunday. I wonder when she’s returning to California; I bet no time soon. The money that’s paid to the freaks supposedly is very good.   I don’t know what happened to the boyfriend.  One day he passed me in the street and said to me he wasn’t living with her anymore.  Picture this wonderful scene between mother and daughter:  both sitting upstairs smoking marijuana.  Isn’t that just a beautiful picture?  I don’t know if they deliberately send the smell of marijuana into my apartment, or the odor is so strong that it comes into my apartment.  But the two are always smoking the stuff.  And I’m not being judgmental.  If someone wants to smoke marijuana, more power to you.  Go ahead, become a zombie!  I hope they keep smoking the stuff, it makes my life easier.  They’re too out of it to do too much damage to me.  Thanks, marijuana!

This morning I woke up with a swollen lip.  I guess I must have gotten hit by the pesticide they spray all night.  I was going to take a picture of my swollen lip, but I’m always out of space in my phone.  I keep getting less and less space all the time.  They’ve hacked my phone, so I have to keep deleting evidence I’ve gathered on it.   I had to decide whether to take a picture of the swollen lip, or delete something more important.  I decided against taking the picture of the swollen lip.  You see, that’s why they keep deleting space from my phone, so I’ll have to keep deleting evidence from my phone and eventually I’ll have no  evidence.  But my momma didn’t raise a fool!  Thanks, mom.

This being Sunday, relax, read the paper, take a walk in the park, order in some food, just enjoy today, because as I’ve written before, tomorrow is not promised to any of us.   So enjoy the rest of your Sunday.

And thanks for reading my blog.  I treasure every one of you.

As I hit publish, I can smell the overwhelming odor of marijuana. I hope they smoke a lot and knock themselves out. I think I’m getting high from the smell.

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Gang Stalking – Every gang stalker belongs in hell.

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I’ve spent about 5 hours trying to get on the internet today, but here I am. I didn’t give up.  I’m on my computer now, and I thought I’d never get on.

The past week has been very difficult for me.  Not only are they messing with my computer, but I’ve  been sprayed all week with a lot of pesticide.  Sometimes the pesticide is really strong and I feel really nauseous.  Last night, the odor was so strong, I thought I was going to pass out. I have pesticide sprayed from about 4-5 apartments, plus there are people outside who spray the stuff at me. I felt so sick, I called the people upstairs some really nasty names.  Names they deserved to be called.

I have some more tips to give you.

I  know you  notice people  busy working on their computer. I’m sure you don’t give them  a second thought, but you should.  A lot of times when someone  is near you using his computer,  he’ll be paying very close attention to you.  They might look as if they’re typing, but most times they’re not.  This is how it works.  Remember I told you about how they aim their phone at you to hit you, same with the computer.  A gang stalker will look as if he’s strolling down a page with text on it, it is text, but the page is stationary. He’s not typing, he’s trying to get your location as he strolls down the page.  Every time he strolls down a line, it shows a distance.   He’ll stroll down to get your distance so he can hit you electrically with his computer.  Next time you’re around someone using a computer, look at the text, he’s not typing.  You are his aim.  Look at the text, you’ll see that it doesn’t move, it’s a pre-printed page that you’re looking at.  I discovered this when I was traveling on Greyhound and a man came on with a computer.  I didn’t consider him a gang stalker because he was busy typing away, or I thought he was.  But he kept turning around to look at me.  I wondered what was up with him and began to watch him.  I took a close look at the text and saw that the text was pre-printed.  He was trying to get my location so he could aim his computer’s electricity  at me. So next time you see someone with a computer, look at the text.  If it looks stationary, he’s trying to make you his target.

I meant to tell you a little more about refrigerators, but I forgot.  Make sure you move your oven and your refrigerator to see if anything has been put under them.  Sometimes they’ll leave food under the oven and refrigerator to attract roaches. Other times, they’ll leave plastic bags to attract electricity.  So if you go out, always check your oven and refrigerator if you’ve been gone from home for more than 2 hours.  If you’re gone more than 2 hours, it gives them a chance to go into your house/apartment and put crap all over the place.

I told you about how to protect yourself with antennas, well, the other day, I saw one of the gang stalkers with 4 antennas right next to him.  He had his door open (I hit him all the time and he was trying to protect himself) and he was sitting in a chair with four antennas right next to his feet.  So antennas work.  Use them.

Also look in your kitchen sink drawers.  They’ll put all sorts of things in your drawers.   You’ll never know what you’ll find, so check them every chance you get.

When checking your apartment, don’t always look at things from the same angle; if you do, you’ll miss seeing something they’ve done in your apartment.

The gang stalkers are very sneaky and will do a lot of things to you that you won’t notice.  You might notice it 1 or 2 months later, and by that time, your apartment/house might be overrun with vermin.  So  keep your eyes open.

I had a lot to tell you, but the last week has been very difficult for me.  I’m lucky I remember my name.  So I didn’t include a lot of things I meant to tell you, because I can’t remember what they were.

If I can find the notes I wrote, I’ll tell you more.

I never wished any of you a Happy Easter, so I want to take this chance to wish you a belated Happy Easter.  I hope you had a nice day with your family and friends.

Take care of yourselves and be careful out there.

I’m still not “too with it”, but I forced myself to write.  I don’t want to get out of the habit of writing.  I figure it’s better to write something terrible and slowly work my way back to writing a better blog. That is, if my brain doesn’t rot from all the pesticide.

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Gang Stalking – Tips for protecting yourself (1).

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I want to give you some tips on how to protect yourself. I’ve learned  all these things through experience.

Do you feel a pulsating sensation?  Well, that’s done by something they spray at you, or electricity.  When you get this feeling, push down heavily on the item that’s giving the pulsations. Figure out where the pulsating is coming from and push down heavily.  If you usually feel this sensation in bed, again, figure out where it’s coming from and press down heavily on the bed.  Or put some heavy object on the bed to keep it from pulsating (like a brick).  You will probably still feel it a bit, but you won’t get that pulsating feeling.  They’re doing the pulsating from your apartment, they’ve rigged the refrigerator to attract electricity to where you’re sleeping.  Look behind your refrigerator and see if they’ve done anything to it.  They took out the wires on one side of my compressor and twisted the wires around the electrical cord. They also removed the front and back of the refrigerator to make it easy for the electricity to hit me. Also look behind the oven, they’ve removed the inside parts of the oven which prevents electricity from getting through.  They’ve also covered the cord with some plastic covering. They removed the side of the lower kitchen cabinet (it’s right next to the oven) so electricity can get through to me.  I don’t live in a house, so you have to check everything in your house to find out where the pulsating is coming from.

When you’re home, do you get hit?  Use the gallon size water bottles to protect yourself.  Just place them right next to you.  You  will hear pong when it hits.  The plastic bottle attracts  electricity and you won’t get  hit you. After the gallon of water is empty, refill it with faucet water and have it near you.  Carry a small plastic bottle of water when you go out, it will protect you. The bottle gets hit, not you. Use old cartons to protect yourself. Use anything with a bounce to protect yourself –  balls, umbrellas, bottles, etc.  I find umbrellas are really good at picking up  electricity, but get a really good umbrella.  A good umbrella is worth the price. I must warn you that they will break your umbrellas. They’ve broken every umbrella I’ve bought.  Oh, if you get hit through the window, put some large plastic bottles on the window sill.  You will hear the pinging when it hits the plastic bottles.  And also put plastic bottles on the bottom of the window sill.

Do you feel heat?  My sister used to hit me all the time.  I didn’t know how she did it, but I found out one day when she went out.  She was using a heater that looks like a hair dryer, but it’s twice the size of a normal hair dryer.  So basically what they’re using on you is a big hair dryer.  The hair dryer is very quiet and you can barely hear it.

Also the pulsating, get one of those small  fans you can put on the floor.  Be sure the fan is very steady so that you can also use it on a counter.  Direct the fan toward where the pulsations are coming and it will re-direct the pulsating back to the giver (gang stalker).  Make sure the fan is very sturdy.  If it’s wobbly, you’ll have to worry about the fan’s safety.  I should warn you that they will break your fan.  They’ve broken three of my fans already.  The fan works that why they break it .

As I said before, everything done to you the  gang stalkers do. Why do you think they need so many?  I do not believe that directed energy weapons  or satellites hover over you.  You can outwit them if you stop thinking you’re a victim. Think of all those t.v. shows where someone has become a persona non grata.  What do they usually do?  They fight back.  And fight back is what you should do.  Stop thinking of yourself as a victim.  It makes you an easy target.  And as I’ve stated before, do whatever you do subtly.  Good luck.

The things I’ve let you know  worked for me.  That’s why I’m giving you these tips.  Let me know if these things work for you.  And also let me know if you have other tips someone can use. Thanks.

Oh, I forgot.  One more tip.  You know those safety socket covers for babies, get one for all your sockets.  It prevents electricity from getting into your home.  Of course, a little electricity will get through, but you won’t feel electricity hitting you all the time.  The safety socket covers for babies are very inexpensive, so get one for every socket in your home or apartment.

Another tip. If you have access to a circuit board, turn off as much electricity as you can every night.

Oh, I forgot another one, look out at night.  Is the area around you lit up like a bulb,  and the other  areas  dark?  They’re directing all the electricity toward you.  That’s why you feel all that electricity all the time.

I guess that’s it for today.  Stay safe.

Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – I feel like slapping myself…

Well, let me start again.  My blog was just erased.  I guess they don’t like the part where it says something about the temperature gauge.

I feel like slapping myself.  I spent $5.95 for a piece of pork chop, small one, the size of a small cookie.  Why did I pay so much? Because it has no hormones or chemicals in it.  I don’t know whether it’s true or not that there’s not hormones in it. I didn’t realize that most meat has hormones and chemicals in it. I don’t eat too much meat, because I have to turn my refrigerator off at night.  The freaks have put sensors in my temperature gauge, or whatever it’s called, so they can find me when I’m home (this is the part they didn’t like me writing about). The refrigerator is also electrically charged, so I can be hit at night when I sleep.  So off it goes, spoiling most of the food in the refrigerator.  Well, anyway, that’s the last time I pay $5.95 for a cut of meat that’s the size of a cookie.

I’m glad I have to turn the refrigerator off at night. I’m learning to live without eating too much meat.  Sometimes things turn out in my favor (I have to look for anything positive I can find).  Less meat = the healthier I stay.  I feel I’m on the cusp of becoming a vegan.  Who would have thought?

Countdown:  92 blogs to write.

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