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Gang Stalking – The zombie parents!

Costa Rica children

Costa Rica children (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: Conceptual diagram showing relationsh...

English: Conceptual diagram showing relationship between adult sexual interest in children, pedophilia, and child sexual abuse. These distinct concepts overlap, but academics and clinicians consider them separate. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I live by a church. This church has a sanctuary. A sanctuary is a place where refugees, illegal aliens, displaced persons the church protects.   The government can’t go in and arrest any of these people. They’re protected by a U.N. resolution. Anyway, it’s nice of the church to protect these people, but I bet if I went into the church and asked for asylum, I ‘d  be told to go see a doctor. The church people can believe that other countries can torture their citizens, but don’t have an open mind about America torturing its citizens.

I see so-call good church people on Sundays acting, oh, so polite. Then they come out of church and harass me. Some of them actually push their children toward me so I’ll pay attention to their children. What is wrong with these people? Are they crazy? They’re encouraging their children to come up to a stranger and befriend the stranger. They’re teaching their children that it’s okay to go up to some child molester who’s very friendly. When children come up to me, I ignore them. I don’t want them to learn that it’s okay to go up  to a stranger and befriend him. These parents are putting their children in harm’s way. And for what? For some sick person who is telling them to encourage their children to go  up to strangers.

We live in a sick society. And the children will be the ones to suffer the consequences of their parents’ stupidity. These people are really zombies!

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Gang Stalking – Vegas, Baby!

Two Towers Las Vegas

Two Towers Las Vegas (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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 – Did I hear someone say “lawsuit?”

Nice Reception people at DICE in Stockholm

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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Gang Stalking – Sundays are for relaxing, not for fighting a war.

Breakfast

Breakfast (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

English: american breakfast

English: american breakfast (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Comics

Comics (Photo credit: Richard Masoner / Cyclelicious)

Sunday morning. I used to love Sunday mornings. It was a day to relax. A day not to worry about anything.  To read the newspaper, especially the magazine and comic sections. It was a day to have a really good breakfast. On Sundays calories didn’t count. I could have anything I felt like eating. I could have bacon, donuts, eggs, french toast, big glass of juice, and drink as much coffee as I felt like drinking. It was a day to do absolutely nothing and luxuriate in not getting dressed.

I haven’t had a normal Sunday in years. I’m always taking care of some problem, or trying to get my computer into working shape.

This morning, for instance, I spent two hours plus trying to fix my computer. Of course, it’s still not working right. And the idiot that is working as a hacker today has already deleted what I’ve typed.

I imagine it’s a man who is doing the hacking. I know women do hacking, too, but most of the hackers are men.

I’d to take my foot and put it right where it hurts the idiot, and I would do it over and over until he would be yelling at me to stop. And I don’t care if they write me up for writing this. I can just see them now saying that I’m going to beat someone up.

What they do to us is torture, and they’re going to complain about being hit in a certain spot! Aren’t they all such girls?

I bet they wouldn’t be able to handle what we targets have to put up with every day. They’d probably be crying about how everything hurts. They’d probably have to call their mommies “Mommy, some nasty woman hurt me. Mommy, she really hurt me. Oh, poor thing. My heart breaks for all of them.

They act as if they’re so strong. So in command of their lives. Sure, they are. If they were in command of their lives, they’d have a soul and act like human beings. But they’re not humans. I don’t know what to call these things that walk around on two feet and are supposed to be human. Human, they’re not. It is an alien thing that tortures human beings for absolutely no reason at all.

I miss my Sundays and want them back. Sundays are for relaxing, not for fighting a war.

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