Gang Stalking – In the end, we targets will win!

I hope your Thanksgiving Day was half-way decent. I know the lives we lead are not easy. Not for one day, not for one week, never! The fact that we survive day-to-day is a testament to our strength as targets.

I cooked myself a Thanksgiving dinner and pigged out. I could barely moved from my table. Now, I’m going to have to do a lot walking to make up for all I ate. I didn’t cook a turkey. I bought deli-turkey, a box of stuffing, made mashed potatoes from scratch and got a jar of brown gravy and heated it up. It wasn’t too bad. The stuffing was really good. And I still have leftovers. It’s too bad that most of us spent Thanksgiving alone instead of being with our families, but that’s the cards we’ve been dealt and we have to make the best of the worse.

I’m   sure  that your Thanksgiving Day was no better than mine; the same old s–t as all the other days. The perps played loud music all day, cars honked outside my window, got hit electronically from all directions, people walked outside my apartment like 500 ton elephants. Just an ordinary day for me.

And today when I left my apartment, they were out in full force. The library closed for 2 days, so they weren’t able to get to me for two days. They made up for it on my walk to the library.  And now I’m sitting in the library and it’s full of  cretins. You should see these people. Most of them look like they never take a shower, or bath. I think most of them sleep in their clothes. I wonder what they do when I’m not around to harass? Do they go out rape and pillage? That’s the sort of thing these creatures do. I’m not calling them human beings, or maybe I should. I think human beings are the most vicious of all creatures. We think we’re so smart. That we’re smarter than all other creatures, but from what I’ve seen of human viciousness we humans have a long way to being humane. Humans seem to take pleasure in torturing other humans.  Maybe we should change the name of human to something that describes us in a better way.

Well, I’m hoping for better tomorrows for all  targets.  We will outlast the bastards who make our lives miserable. We’ll outlive them too. And we will stick around to get our stories out to a world that won’t listen. In the end, we will win!

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The Images That Moved Them Most: Photographers on America’s Veterans

In celebration of Veterans Day, I forward these stories of men who went to war and came back changed in some way.

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Gang Stalking – PostaDay 2011 – Does God really exist?

I just want to be left alone to live my life in peace. I want to work, travel, have friends, enjoy the rest of my life.

But I guess I’ll have to put up with the bullshit that’s happening to me for the rest of my life. I’m on Facebook with a group of people who  are suffering the same fate I am. They’re all being gang stalked. They all have the same stories to tell.  Harassment is happening to them  24/7.  Never, never left alone. Some of the targets have been targets since they were children. One man’s harassment  has lasted for 41 years. Can you believe that? 41 years! I admire the man. I don’t think I can last 41 years with this b.s. happening to me. I’m surprised he still believes in God. I wouldn’t. If God can let this happen to him for 41 years, what good is God? If there were truly a God, he’d have taken care of the problem a long time ago. I find this man’s belief in God hard to understand. How can he love a God that lets this happen to him?

At one time, I believed in God, but after everything that’s happened to me in the last three years, I can honestly say, my belief in him, no longer exists.  I see the world falling apart day by day.  Revolutions everywhere.   Whatever kindness existed in the world, seems to no longer exist.  And worse of all, the only thing I have to look forward to, is getting  treated like dirt for the rest of my life.  Does God really exist?  He must be in hiding.  He, too, is lost.

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