Gang Stalking- Perverts not getting “action” at home feel need to let me know.

I’m calling the last 8-9 days “Penis Week”. Why, you wonder? Well, it’s been  8-9 days that I’ve had men showing me their penis or playing with their penis. So it’s been 8-9 days of men showing me their penis. It began with a homeless man letting me see him pee. And then when I was in the library, one of the hackers sitting in front of me, began playing with himself. And then Saturday, I was on the bus and a man tried to hit me electronically with his phone.  He looked at his phone as if to figure out why he couldn’t hit me. Then he got angry.  He retaliated by playing with his “privates” . Of  course, that made him feel better.  He felt like a real man. I said to him ( I did try to keep my mouth shut), “Oh, you can’t hit me so you have to touch yourself to show me you’re a man”‘ That really, really made him angry.  He clenched his fist and looked at me. He looked as if he wanted to hit me in the face. He called me a few names I won’t repeat here. He looked as if he has anger issues. I left the back of the bus and went up front near the bus driver. Of course, I’m no safer near the bus driver, but at least I get can  off the bus quickly.  And then walking home, a man came toward me. As he came closer and closer, he put his hand to his penis and came toward me playing with himself.  And then I got to the complex where I live, near the park, and a man passed by me holding his penis.

I must tell you, I’m sick of all the perverts.  How low can any man get? I don’t think they can get any lower.  I’m sure this is going to keep happening. It’s been happening to me now for about 2 years. It began in Wal-Mart with 3 men and I wrote about the incident. And now it’s become a thing all the perverts do when they have nothing better to get me with. When they can’t hit me electronically with their phones, or do something that I don’t let annoy me, they turn to touching themselves.  I guess they’re not getting any action at home and feel the need to let me know they’re not.

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Gang Stalking – Vegas, Baby!

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Yesterday, I wrote that I probably would not be writing a blog on Saturday and Sunday.  But then I got home and thought “why am I going to let a bunch of lowlifes stop me from doing something I want to do?” So I decided I’d drag myself to the library and check on comments made. And here I am. As always, the library is full of perps. As soon as I leave home, they get  messages telling them that I’m coming into the library. Of course, I don’t always come to the library first.  I do other things first and then come into the library and mess with their schedules. So a lot of them come in, use the computer and  computer time before I get here and have to leave. I love it when they have to leave and there’s no paycheck for them for the day. They only get paid if they’re in the computer room with me, otherwise, no pay for the idiots! And a lot of times, I’ll leave early after a lot of them get here. Again, no paycheck. I see them come in after I’ve arrived and when I leave early, they make faces because they wasted their time coming to the library. Too bad!! My heart  breaks for the perps.  Why don’t they get real jobs?  The economy is getting better in Las Vegas, and I don’t see why these people have to be out here harassing targets. I guess it’s an easier life for them to harass us targets. They can sit at home and not work too hard.  Just be lazy bums, and destroy anything good.  Most of these people don’t know about good, only bad. A lot of them are criminals. I tried to write something on Facebook about the perps being criminals and my comment kept being deleted. That definitely told me something, that I’m right.

And a lot of the perps come to the library to look up women. I see one heavy-set man all the time. Every time I happen to look over at the computer he’s using,  he’s looking at photos of  black women with children. Makes me think that he’s looking for women with children because he’s a child molester. Otherwise, why women with children all the time? I would think he’d be looking for single women, too.  To each his own, but the perps seem to have no other interest than looking at naked women. That tells me a lot about them. That’s why a lot of them do what they do. Vegas, Baby! Sometimes things people do in Vegas disgust me. You’re probably wondering why I stay in Las Vegas, it’s for the inexpensive rents. I’ve never been anywhere where the rents are so low.

P.S. I’ve noticed that they’re taking me back to comments from 2012.  Make sure you’re in comments for 2013. I think I answered a few comments from 2012. They want to make you and me seem crazy, like we don’t know what year it is.

 

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Gang Stalking – When is this hell going to end?

English: apartment (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Well, there’s a new group of perps in the complex where I live.  A group of perps moved into apartment 114.  The apartment has four bedrooms.  There are about four men and two women living in the apartment. All of them are perps. Every  day, a van picks them up and off they go to their  perping job.  They’re picked up early in the morning and brought back at night.  They all come home with their perp backpacks.

Today as I was walking by one, she did her stupid cough bit.  I turned around, looked at her and coughed right back at her.  She spoke  up saying she didn’t know why I was coughing at her.  She kept talking, but I paid no attention to  what she said. She kept going  on and on as I walked  away.  I finally told her to shut the hell up.  I’m not even polite to the things  anymore.  These things don’t  deserve anything nice from me.

That’s one thing that happened with the things.

Yesterday, as I walked by the area where I live, I saw  someone  standing by my apartment.  I ran toward my apartment to catch the creep.  He was standing  by my open door and he had a machine.  As I got closer and closer,  he turned and saw me.  He quickly took the machine and locked my door.  I got close enough to see the guy who lives in apartment 205 run away.  I went into my apartment to check out what he was up to.  The creep was heating up my apartment with a heater.  The heat in my apartment felt about 500 degrees. I looked around my apartment and left.

I walked back toward the direction I came from, and when got far enough, I hid behind a bush to see if he’d come back.  I peeked to see if anyone was near my apartment, and again, someone was near my door.  I rushed toward my apartment again.  As I got closer, it wasn’t a man this time.  It was the woman from apartment 206.  As I ran toward my apartment, I saw that she was just about to open my door.  But the woman saw me and made believe she was by my door imitating  the exercises I do in my apartment.  I ran up the stairs and by the time I got to my door, she was gone.

These lowlifes  have been given keys.  And I know they’ve all been given keys by the obnoxious maintenance man. I never say anything to him, but he likes to go to the roof and stamp his feet all the time.  And when I need something fixed in my apartment, he will not fix it.  I have to wait for the maintenance man who works on Saturday to fix anything in my apartment.

All these criminals are just running around in my apartment as if they live in it.  All the scumbags that come into my apartment should be behind bars.

Of course, I had no proof anyone was going into my apartment, so I didn’t call the police or tell the office.  The criminals who make themselves at home while I’m gone would just deny they’d been in my apartment.  If I did what these criminals do, I’d be in jail now.

I’m sick and tired of all the criminals  who invade my privacy and do whatever they want in my apartment.

When is this hell going to end?

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Gang Stalking – Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor…

Freedom (Photo credit: Bohman)

Rev. Martin Luther King, head-and-shoulders portrait, seated, facing front, hands extended upward, during a press conference / World Telegram & Sun photo by Dick DeMarsico. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Day 8.   The maintenance man who works on Saturday came  to my apartment with another man.  The new man looked at the ceiling and made some comments about it.  The Saturday maintenance man asked me if I was going to be home. I said to him I probably would be going out and  he asked  permission to enter my apartment in case I wasn’t home.  I had to say yes, otherwise, they’d use the excuse that they’d come and no one was home. They come in and out of my apartment every day and don’t ask permission.  They told me they’d be back in an hour to repair the ceiling.

I went out  and returned about 3:30 p.m.  Of course, as I expected, my ceiling was in the same condition as before.   It still had the holes.  Nothing had been done.

I like to know why they’d even showed up.  They probably did something to my apartment while I was out. What, I don’t know.  But I know they were in my apartment, they left hints all over the place, as they always do.

We targets sure live miserable lives.  The crap we have to put up with every day is disgusting.

Like when I take a walk.  I feel I’m walking a gauntlet.   On both sides there are people ready to strike, beat me down.  I have to zigzag my way to wherever I go. I can’t walk in a straight line.  I have to climb over fences, cross to the other side of  the street, climb up hills to escape  the perps.   I have to walk as if I see nothing, feel nothing, hear nothing.  I have to become a zombie.

I can’t just sit for a moment and enjoy a sunny day.  Or stop to talk  with someone.  Or go sit in the park and enjoy a beautiful, spring day.

It’s always move on, move on.  Don’t stop. Don’t look. Don’t be.  Just do what I have to do and disappear from sight.

We really are prisoners.  We have no freedom.  No freedom whatsoever.

And that reminds me, I once wrote a blog about freedom.  Someone who lives near me was outside singing the words from my blog, exactly the same words I’d written.  And, of course, he was making fun of  it and laughing.

But it didn’t bother me. It felt flattering. I wrote words he remembered. And maybe some day, the idiot will really listen to the words and understand what they mean.

I like this quote by Martin Luther King on freedom:  Freedom is never voluntarily given by the oppressor; it must be demanded by the oppressed.

And that to me means, we have to fight for what we want.  We can’t just sit back and expect to stop gang stalking unless we  do something about it.

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Gang Stalking – Did I hear someone say “lawsuit?”

Nice Reception people at DICE in Stockholm (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

It’s been four days since I went to the office and told the receptionist about my ceiling.

I went into the office on Saturday and informed her  part of my ceiling had fallen off.  The woman told me that the maintenance man was busy helping someone whose ceiling was worse.  She also said that when he finished he would come over to my apartment and fix it.   Since I was going out, she asked my permission to enter my apartment.  I said yes.

I returned to my apartment after doing some errands and the ceiling was still a mess.  Again,  I walked over to the office. This time, she told me that the maintenance man was still busy fixing the other ceiling.  She also told me  that someone would be coming to my apartment Sunday to fix it.

I waited all day Sunday for someone to come.  No one showed  up.

Monday came and went, no one showed up again.

Tuesday, I walked over to the office.  The receptionist  told me that she didn’t know when the ceiling would be fixed.  The maintenance man had a lot of other apartments to fix.

First, it was just one apartment he had to fix, now it’s many apartments that  need fixing.

This woman should pay attention to what she’s telling me.  She’s obviously lying and can’t keep her facts straight.

When the woman told me many apartments had to be fixed before mine, I quickly walked out of the office.  I knew if I’d stay one minute too long, I’d tell her off.

But I’m not surprised.  I expected the delay.  It’s the game they play with us targets.  Try to make us angry so we’ll lose our cool.  But I wasn’t having any of it.  I remained calm.   If  she only knew the nasty names I called her in my apartment.

So I’m not going to worry about the ceiling falling down.  If  the ceiling  falls down and I’m hurt, I have proof.  I’ve taken pictures of  the ceiling  as more and more of  it  falls down.

Did I hear someone say “lawsuit?”

And I don’t think anyone’s  getting his ceiling  fixed.  It’s all b.s.

P.S. I kept getting  hitting all night while  using my computer.  It was really bad.  I kept moving forward in my seat it was so bad. So I finally decided to find out where it’s coming from. I get up from my seat  and hear someone overhead.  The same spot that has the hole.  Someone is walking around up there. Talk about creepy! I looked around for something to cover the hole. I can’t find anything, but I’m of the belief that there’s a solution for everything. I find some plastic bags, stick them in the hole and done. Where there’s a will, there’s a way!

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