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Gang Stalking – I hope my blog helps someone in the future.

Now they’re really coming after with the computer. I can get into WordPress, but they’ve covered the places where I can get in. As you can see, there’s more than one way to skin a cat. I got in.

If what’s happening to us targets ever comes out into the open, I plan to sue everyone who harassed me. And this includes everyone who did anything to me.

I’ll start with the ACLU. What a bunch of phonies. They’re for everyone’s civil rights except for targets. If this ever comes out into the open, I want everyone to decline the help of the ACLU. It knows what’s going on and has done nothing to help us. I’m sure it will be the first one in line to want us to sign up to sue the government. Don’t have anything to do with the ACLU.

And then there are all the crooked businesses who don’t care about what they do to us. They treat us like crap and we have no choice, but to buy things from them. There are Albertsons. The people who work at Albertsons are the rudest sales people. They are rude, rude, rude. And there’s McDonald.  Another bunch of no goods. Giving us the wrong food, giving it to us raw, leaving the cheese off our burgers, giving us coffee instead of chocolate, etc. And rude, rude, rude, too.

The bus company – The bus drivers make sure that our bus ride is horrific. Making turns to make sure we fall out of our seat. Heating up the seat where  we  sit.  Screeching their brakes to make us fall, closing the door on us before we’re out of the bus, coming to a stop  and making sure that we are 3 or 4 inches from the curve, especially if we have a suitcase, or carrying heavy items, and being rude, rude, rude.

And the Clark County Library – constant harassment, helping the perps with how to hack our computers, always blaming us for everything (nothing is ever anyone else’s fault; always a target’s fault). You’ve read how I’m treated at the library. It’s a constant thing. I’m never not bothered by the guards. The guards make ugly faces at me (I  do it right back to them) and acting like jerks. They never seem to hear all the noise, the chairs missing, all the criminal activity that’s happening in front of their faces, but all I have to do is raise my voice a little, and they run in to tell me that I’ll be thrown out of the library. That’s discrimination.

All the apartment complexes I lived in. I’ve made sure I wrote their names and location so I don’t forget. The torture I have to go through every night and day., allowing perps to run loose in my apartment, destroying my property, trying to basically kill me. They’re the worse of the worse. They belong in jail.

And there are a lot others who’ve made my existence a miserable one. I know what’s happening to us will eventually come out, but as always, it will take years. Things happened in the past with McCarthyism, etc., but it wasn’t found out for 30-40 years, so  it’s always hidden. The government always waits until  everyone is dead to let out information of what happened to American citizens. By that time all the tormentors are dead so are the tormented.

Oh, and how can I forget to include the U.S. government. The government that created the program that toture its citizens. The government that made it possible for crooked people to make our lives miserable while we were alive.

I might not be around to tell my story when that time comes, but I’m leaving behind the history of what I had to suffer. What my life was like while I was alive. I don’t think it will really make any difference to anyone 30-40 years from now, and no will really care, but I’m sure the government will make a fuss about it and everyone will just go on with their lives. But it makes me feel better if someone some day finds my blog and discovers that something that’s happening to them happened to me and they know that they’re not insane and that it happened to someone else.

Contact info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com

 

Gang Stalking – Maybe they think it’s Christmas.

Every computer at the library went down. I’m sure the computers went down because of hacking.

I came into the library and one of the guards approached me, there were 2 others with him. The guard told me in a very nice way that the computers were all down. Usually this guard is very rude. All 3 guards came toward me to tell me. Maybe, they thought it would upset me and I’d say something. Well, I didn’t. I told the creep “thank you” and walked away. And then I ran into the head of the library. This is the woman who is always threatening to throw me out of the library. She saw me and said. “All the computers are down.” In a very, very nice way.  Two people in a row being nice to me in the library makes me very suspicious.

I think the computers went down because the hackers probably made changes to the computers. The hackers are always trying to stop me from writing my blog. So far, they haven’t succeeded!

I asked the head of the library, why did it happen. She said, “We don’t know. We came in this morning and all the computers were out.” I was going to say something to her about  the hackers messing with the computers, but I kept my mouth shut. All the computers down and no one thinks they’re  getting hacked.! Give me a break.

I’m still trying to get over on how nice they were to me, maybe they think it’s Christmas!

Oh, and the hackers now come into the library,  use the computers and have  mobile phones which they use to stop me from blogging. I have no mobile phone. WordPress.com,  please don’t let anyone in with a mobile phone. Thank you.

Contact info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com

Gang Stalking- The beginning of my 6th year as a victim of government harassment.

Well, it’s  my anniversary. Today, July 11, is when my real gang stalking began.

I had  strange things happening to me before this date, but it was nothing I couldn’t handle. And then on July 11, the electricity began.  I began getting hit with electricity when I slept. Then they began to wake me up every 2 hours. I was followed everywhere. People began breaking into my apartment, putting things in my food, breaking my furniture, ripping my clothes, began playing loud music every day, cars with their lights on followed me everywhere, people became extremely rude to me. When I went to any store, I was treated as if I had a disease. My family joined in my harassment and tried to convince me that nothing was happening to me. They suggested I’d go see a psychiatrist. All along they knew what was happening.

Then I began writing my blog and readers told me they  were experiencing the same things. That they were victims of harassment, too. That they experienced sleeplessness, break-ins to their homes/apartment, followed everywhere, etc.  That their families were also harassing them. It was eye-opening.

So, July 11, is the day that I consider my anniversary date, but my harassment really began in 2004. But as I stated, it wasn’t as bad as its gotten in the last 6 years. The last 6 years have been a living hell. I’m never left alone, not at home, not anywhere. It’s a constant barrage of people who follow me. The people who follow me  has increased twofold.  Everything has increased twofold. I feel as if I’m in a prison, but it has no bars. And it seems what’ s happening to me now is never going to stop.

The zombies who do this to me and other Americans can’t seem to think for themselves. They think everything they do to us is funny. It’s all a game to them. They do what they are told to do. They don’t stop and ask “why?”. They just do what they’re told. It is our lives they’re messing with. How would they like it if we did to them what they’re doing to us? I can  tell you, they’d have a fit. They wouldn’t be able to handle what we have to live through every day, year after year. I think most of them would commit suicide.

But we targets seem to be a strong bunch. I can surely say that. It’s been my experience that we targets don’t give up easily. There are  some of us who have committed crimes against humanity, but I can understand why. Unless someone has been in our shoes, they can’t imagine the hell we live through every day.

I want to say to you targets: never give up. Don’t let them make you do something you’ll regret. And I believe in fighting back. I believe in fighting back in such a way that’s as sneaky as the way we’re treated. Everything that the perps do to us is very sneaky so that they’re never caught. So we have to be just as sneaky. That’s the only way we’ll survive. We do anything upfront and we suffer the consequences. We’ll always get the blame in any situation. So sneaky is as sneaky does.

So on the 6th anniversary of my gang stalking, I want to say “thank you ” to all my  readers.  Thank you for reading my blog and sticking in there with me. Thank you for encouraging me when I need encouragement. You’ve been lifesavers in my life. I appreciate every one of you. I also want to thank WordPress.com for helping me when I needed help with my computer.

Targets: Never, never give up! We will be free some day.

Contact info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com

 

2013 in review

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The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2013 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Sydney Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 60,000 times in 2013. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 22 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

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Gang Stalking – Merry Christmas, 2013

We Wish You a Merry Christmas (video game)

We Wish You a Merry Christmas (video game) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I know this is  politically incorrect now, but Merry Christmas to you.  We’re not supposed to say “Merry Christmas” anymore. We now have to say “Season’s Greetings“.  I’ll stick to the name Merry Christmas, that’s what it is and that’s what I’ll continue to write and say.

We’ve made it through another Christmas together, can you believe? And I’m sure we’ll all be here together again next Christmas.

So everyone have the best Christmas ever!  Go for a long walk, eat a nice meal, treat yourselves the best you’ve ever treated yourselves.  And hope for the best in 2014.

So, Merry Christmas all.  Enjoy your day whatever you do.

And WordPress.com, thanks for your help throughout the year.

Contact info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com

Gang Stalking – Not so anonymous anymore.

WordPress

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English: Brooklyn Museum shortly before sunset on a partly cloudy day. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Peace Belt and Long Hair

Peace Belt and Long Hair (Photo credit: StarMama)

I’m having a hard time writing my blog today.  The hackers are all over my blog like bees to honey.  They’ve deleted what I wrote and keep taking me out of WordPress.  But, you know what, the more they mess with my blog, the more I want to write it.  I will finish writing this blog.

My name is Gladys.  I’m known as Neverending1.  I want you to know my name because, even though some of you read my blog, I’m anonymous to you.  If you read my blog, you know the  harassment I suffer, but you really don’t know the real me.

For one, I’m not the mean person  who uses a lot of four-letter words.  I use these words to help me get rid of the anger which builds up inside of me.  It helps me get rid of the anger I feel because of all the harassment I  put up with every day of my life.  I think I’m worse than most targets when it comes to using four-letter fours, but the words help me cope. Thanks for four-letter words.

I have dark brown hair.  My  hair is long, down to my waist.  I wear it in a long braid.  I will continue to let my hair grow long until this gang stalking stops.  I will cut it short the day it does.  When I cut it short, it will let go all the hate I feel for the people who tortured me. I will not carry gang stalking into the next period of my life, because if I do, the haters win. And I will never let them win. Never, never, never!

I went to college in New York – New York University, Marymount College and studied art at the Brooklyn Museum of Art. I really love to paint, but I haven’t painted in years.  Not because I don’t want to, but because my art’s destroyed when I paint.  And nothing upsets me more than having something I’ve painted destroyed.  It’s like they’ve killed a child of mine.

I don’t have any children.  I’m not married, though I’ve been asked several times.  I regret saying “no” to only one man. But we all make mistakes, I guess.  And that’s one big mistake I made.

Now, what else can I tell  you about myself?

Oh, my height.  I’m small, 5′ 1″.  But believe me, I’m taller in a lot of other ways.  And I’m sure you probably want to know my weight.  I’m 110 lbs. soaking wet.  I don’t like to brag, but brag I will, I have a very nice figure.

So what else can I tell you about myself?

Oh, yes, I love to read. I’ll read anything, cereal boxes, ads, anything, just a long as I read something.

I have a weird sense of humor.  I love men who make me laugh, since I’m kind of serious, unless I feel really comfortable with someone.

Well, I guess that’s it.  I don’t know what else to say about myself.  Maybe some day I’ll put a picture of myself in my blog, but for now, I don’t think so.

So I hope you’ve learned a little about me. I’m not so anonymous anymore.

Oh, yes, one last thing, I love my readers, and WordPress.com.

Contact info:  http://neverending1.WordPress.com

Thank you, WordPress.com

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English: The logo of the blogging software WordPress. Deutsch: WordPress Logo 中文: WordPress Logo (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Hershey's Christmas Kisses

Hershey’s Christmas Kisses (Photo credit: hairyhenderson)

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English: ‘FREE HUGS’, Chicago, USA (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Oh, my God, WordPress.com, how could I forget to thank you for the nice New Year‘s statistics?  What other site  does this for its bloggers?  I don’t think too many.  You are the best. Hugs, love, and lots of kisses to all of you  at WordPress.  And a great year to all of you.  Thanks, thanks and thanks.

Neverending1

Contact info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com

2012 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

4,329 films were submitted to the 2012 Cannes Film Festival. This blog had 24,000 views in 2012. If each view were a film, this blog would power 6 Film Festivals

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Gang Stalking – …the hell continues.

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When my gang stalking  began, I thought it was going to be for a short while.  That short while has lasted 4 years, and it doesn’t seem as if it’s ever  going to stop.

Four years ago, I thought it was harassment by a single person.  How wrong I was!  I had a problem with a neighbor of mine and I thought the two were somehow connected.

So I thought if I moved, my harassment would stop.  I moved to Arizona to live with my sister.  The first 19 days of the stay with my sister were great.  No one harassed  me, I slept well, and no one bothered me when I went out.  On the 20th day, the harassment began again.  I thought for sure it was obviously my earlier neighbors who were after me.  How naïve I was!  The harassment grew worse the longer I stayed with my sister.

After a while, I began to see that things with my sister were not on the up and up.  I noticed that she always wanted to know where I was going, not because she cared, but because she was spying on me.  I know the difference between someone caring about me, and someone who is out to do no good.

So I was very careful about what I told my sister.  I no longer trusted her and would divulge every little information about what I was doing and going.

When I wouldn’t tell my sister where I was going, she got annoyed.  So I knew I was right not to trust her.

Clothes I had hanging in the closet began to disappear, my handbag got torn, food I bought for myself disappeared, she turned her dog against me, she imitated my style of dressing, continually said nasty things to me, etc.  She seemed to really hate me.

I stay put.  I had to save money to be able to move, so I put up with her abuse.  One time,  when I told her I thought she was part of the harassment, she threatened to beat me up.  I responded in kind and told her that if  she touched me, I’d have her arrested.

She also seemed to know what was really happening.  She’d make remarks about things that were done to me.  And she was always asking me if something done to me bothered me.  At the time, I didn’t  understand anything.

But the more I stayed with her, the more I found out what was going on.

Every time we would go out together, she’d disappear.  And immediately I’d start getting zapped.  It took me a while to realize she was doing the zapping to me when we went out.  Others were also doing it, but so was she.

My stay at her house came to a showdown.  I out-and-out accused her of  being a bitch.  She told me to get out of her house. I gladly did.  I ended up getting a room at a roach motel.  And the harassment continued.  Now I knew that something strange was really  going on.

My harassment began in my former apartment, it continued at my sister’s house, the streets, the bus, everywhere I went.  But still, I had an open mind, maybe the former neighbors paid all the people to harass me? But where would someone get that kind of money?  Certainly not from my former neighbors. They weren’t rich.

So I kept moving and moving.  And everywhere I went, the harassment continued.  What in the world was going on?  I decided I was going to find out.  I read books and books on stalking.  Nothing really fit my situation.

Then I went to Google and typed in stalking.  What I got back was amazing.  There was something about gang stalking, so I read about it.  It directed me to a site called “Gangstalking Word.WordPress.com.”   Bingo, the man was writing about the terrible experience he was going through with people harassing him everywhere he went.  Everything he wrote sounded as if it was coming from my mouth.  So now I knew the name of the harassment.  I read everything I could find on the subject, and I couldn’t believe how many people were going through the same thing!

So here  I am,  4 years later, an  expert on the subject of gang stalking. Well, I can’t really call myself “an expert.”  I still have a lot of questions I haven’t been able to get answers to.  But I know a hell lot more than 4 years ago.

I do know that what I’m going through is not going to end any time soon.  That it will probably be with me for the rest of my life…the hell continues.

Contact info: http://neverending1.WordPress.com