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Gang Stalking – When books disappear, so will freedom.

Have any of you read “Fahrenheit 451”. It is a book by Ray Bradbury.

It tells of a time where firemen don’t stop fires. The firemen set fire to books. Anyone caught carrying a book, reading a book, has books in his home, car, etc. is considered a criminal.  If someone thinks someone has a book, he’s has to report the book owner. There are very few people who read, and the ones  who  do read, try very hard to not  let  anyone know they read because of the consequences.

In my opinion, this book is today’s future. Think about it, the books are disappearing, book stores are going out of business, no one reads anyone, etc. The future has arrived.

Now, as in the past,   people fill their time doing things that  are fun – watching television, sports, playing with their smart phones, not really involved in what’s happening in the world. They really don’t care to know. It’s too depressing, they say. It was the same way in the past, people didn’t want to get depress, so they filled their time watching television, which called them by their names, as smart phones do.    A lot of people stopped having  children. It was too much work to have children. And all they cared about was having fun and not worrying about what was happening in the world.

The people of the past had few things to worry about. They didn’t even have to worry about their houses catching fire. The houses were built fire-resistant. That’s why the firemen were given the job of burning books.

The government didn’t want anyone reading. To read is to get ideas, and the government didn’t want to allow anyone to think and get ideas. That was very dangerous.

I see that happening now.

I’m surrounded by people like this every day.  If they’re told to wear a certain color, they wear the color. If they’re told to go sit on a rock, they go sit on a rock. If they’re told to stop and sit on the ground, they do it. They’re all zombies!

There are still a lot of people who don’t know what’s happening to us targets. Why? Because they don’t care. They want to play with their smart phones, watch sports, and not  get  depress by every day details. It’s too depressing.

Well, some day, they’re going to wake up to a world that is even more depressing than the world they live in now. They’ll wake up to a world where all their rights have been taken away from them. You see, the government usually starts the ball rolling and it knows the people will follow like zombies. And it always works. The people always follow the government and become zombies. They follow like zombies because they think they’re special. They think it won’t happen to them. Well, all you zombies out there, I got a secret to tell you, you will become one of us eventually. We’re just ahead of the curve.

Keep playing with your toys and don’t pay attention to what’s happening in the world, your books are disappearing and so is the way you will live.

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Gang Stalking – I hate the perps for making my life so joyless.

For the first time in about three and a half  years I went to the park.  I used to go to the park all the time.  But there came a point, I decided it was too miserable an experience to go there.  As soon as I’d enter the park, parents would show up  with their children.  Of  course, they just had to sit where I sat.  They’d tell their brats to make as much noise as possible, to scream and yell at the top of their lungs.  Not only would they tell them to do this, but they’d tell them to jump up and down on the tables.  Nice thing to teach their kids. To become as wild as possible.  I took it for a while, but then I began to feel like I’d like to take the kids and turn them around and just hit their bottoms to teach them to behave. I decided it was safer for me to stay out of the park. I didn’t want to be accused of child abuse.  So I passed by the park, but  stayed away from entering it.

Now, I decided to give the park another try. How much worse can it be than what it used to be?   Well, honestly, a lot worse.  I went to the park yesterday and sat on a rock, far away from everybody in the park.  Well, as usually happens, the area I was sitting in became the area to sit.  Immediately, mothers with their children, women with dogs, men walking, boy/girlfriends, etc. just had to sit  near the vicinity of where I sat.  The park’s surrounded by apartment complexes, people put their chairs out and watched me non-stop.  Every way I turned, someone was watching me.  I did not leave the park, I moved and sat in another area. Again, the area became the newest place to hang out.  Some of the people sent their dogs my way, so I’d pet the dog and then they thought I’d start a conversation with them.  I paid no attention.  A lot of  women  passed by me talking as if they were miles from each other, not next to each other.  I  had a book I was reading and totally absorbed myself in the book.  And I  managed to stay put for an hour.  After an hour, I’d had enough of the ridiculous idiots. I left.

I can’t even sit in the park for an hour without someone annoying the hell out of me.  I can tell you I hate these people for making my life so joyless.  I can’t sit in the park, go for a walk, the store, get on the bus, etc. without having an entourage.

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Gang Stalking – America, don’t make me cry anymore.

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English: The United States Esperanto: Loko de Usono sur la terglobo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Crime Society of America from 52 Week 52, art by Justiniano. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


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After four years, I still don’t know what I’m guilty of.  No one’s come to me and told me I’ve committed a crime, but, yet, I’m being punished.  Punished for what?

Everyone has a right to know what crime he’s committed and brought to trial.  I’ve had no trial, no one’s told me I’m guilty of anything, but I’m treated like a criminal, like an animal.

If  I’ve committed a crime, I want to be brought to trial and put in front of a jury who will judge me guilty or not.

But I’ve never had opportunity to speak with someone and have them tell me what it is I’m guilty of.

All my life I grew up hearing that America is the land of the free, that we all get a fair trial with rights to a lawyer. I’ve not been given a lawyer, nor a trial.

So here I sit, wasting my life away, as if I’m in prison, with no rights.

I’m free, what a laugh!  If this is freedom, give me communism.

How  much worse can communism be?

The land of the free is no more.  America has lost its way.

It is full of  corrupt Congress, government officials, and money-grubbing people.

No one cares about freedom anymore, only how much they can all put in their bulging pockets.

America the land of the free. The land that tortures its citizens and takes away all their rights without a trial or a lawyer.

America, you’re in a sad, sad state.  I hope you find your way back to what you were.  That is, if you are  what I thought you were.

I still care about you, America. Don’t make me cry anymore.

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