Gang Stalking – And to a thousand more blogs – with WordPress.com, of course!

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I’m celebrating an anniversary today. This is the 1000th blog I’ve written. Whoopee!

When I signed into WordPress.com on October, 2010, I knew I was going to write about the things happening to me. I signed on, but I didn’t write anything for a month. And then I logged in again and wrote one blog. I wrote about my visit to the library to watch the movie “The Last of the Mohicans“. It’s a movie about the new settlers to America and the Indians.  Of course, the Indians were all bad, and the newcomers were all good.  The movie is very patriotic.  And I felt a lump in my throat when I watched the movie. I so loved America  in spite of what was happening to me.  But with the patriotism shown on the screen, I was afraid to stay when the movie ended.  I was afraid that the people watching the movie would attack me, so I left as soon as the movie ended.

Since that first blog, I’ve gone through a metaphorsis. I no longer feel the tuck in my heart about America. I can’t say I hate the U.S., but the love I had for it, I no longer feel. It’s hard to feel love when someone is abusing me. And that abuser happens to the U.S. government. The government I once so respected. In the three years I’ve written my blog, I’ve gone through some horrific things. I’ve been beaten, almost arrested, had  implant put in my year, and, generally, the last five years of my life have been miserable ones. Never in my wildest dreams did I think America, the country I once loved, would abuse me this way. But it has and continues to abuse.

The first two years I had very little traffic to my blog, but I didn’t care.  Even if no one read my blog, I  was going to continue to write about my experience. I had  to leave a record of my existence,  and  to warn  others  of the danger to their freedom by the U.S. government.

So, here I am, almost five years later, and I have a lot more readers, and I’ve awaken some readers as to what is happening in their lives. And that’s the part that I like, letting others know that they’re not alone.  That there are a lot of others who are experiencing  the same thing. And that it’s a worldwide experience, The harassment is happening to people all over the world. Other governments are also harassing their citizens in the same way. My readers and I have  become community of targeted individuals, and we try to help each other in the really bad times.

When I began to write my blog, I didn’t think I could write one blog, and here I am, a thousand blogs later. I didn’t know I had that much writing in me.

It’s been a unique experience writing this blog. I’ve learned a few things I didn’t know about myself. The first one is, I’m stubborn as a mule and don’t give up easily.  I’ve been tested in ways I never thought  I’d be tested and I’ve survived, and  I’ve been made stronger by writing this blog.  If I should survive for as long as the harassment continues, I know that  after this… takes effect, everything will seem like kid’s play, the petty things in life will not bother me.  And I’ve learned to appreciate an ordinary day, since I seldom have ordinary days anymore. And today, if I went to see the movie “The Last of the Mohicans”, you can bet I wouldn’t come out first. The bastards no longer have any power over me. And I can tell all you targets, the b——s will get their day in prison.

And thank you readers for all the comments you make. You make my blog a lot more interesting.

And to a thousand more blogs…

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Gang Stalking – Don’t just exist, challenge yourself.

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I had a lot of comments today. Thank you.  I had a hard time trying to approve your comments. The perp hackers kept deleting “approve”.  But I see I saved them all.  If you don’t see  comments from me, or your comment is missing, the hackers probably removed it.  It’s always something with these people. I don’t think they like me to get a lot of comments. A lot of comments means that people are reading what I write and that’s not good. The secret of what they’re doing to us will come out and they don’t want that. They want to continue what they’re doing. Their paychecks will stop coming if their secret gets out. But no matter what they do to me, I will continue writing my blog. Without some kind of challenge in one’s life, there’s no story. There’s just existence. And a lot of people who are just existing, like the perps.

Take care of yourselves.  And don’t let those perps get to you. In the end, they won’t matter. They’ll just be existing.

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Gang Stalking – Woman upstairs threatens to break my neck.

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Image via Wikipedia

I was on my way to my apartment after doing some shopping, and the floozy who lives upstairs  came rushing down the stairs.  I quickly went into my bag to find my video camera.  When she saw I was taking photos, she flew into a rage.  She came over to me and said, “I told you not to take pictures of me, lady.”  I responded,”Well, at least I’m a lady.”  She came closer to me, “I told you not to talk back to me. I’ve been in prison and I’ve broken people’s neck.  And I’ll break your neck.”  She made the gesture of a neck breaking.  I replied, ” I can tell you been in prison.  You don’t have to tell me.  You put one finger on me and I’ll have you arrested.” She replied, “How are you gonna prove it?”  I replied , “I’ll have proof.”   She said, “How you gonna prove it, lady.”  I said,”I’m certainly not going to tell you.”  She came closer to me again and stuck her finger in my face, “I told you not to talk back to me. I’m gonna break your neck.”  She was walking away and I said, “Why don’t you come closer to this window and say you’re gonna break my neck. I want everyone to hear it.”   She wouldn’t come closer, because she knew where I was standing people would hear her voice.  She stood by the wall with her finger in the air looking really crazy.  She went away in a huff.

I’m writing this as proof if  she ever does anything to me.  If I ever end up dead with a broken neck, I want police to know where to look for my killer.  She lives in apartment 240; black woman; 42 years old; mannish looking; long braids that attach to her scalp; has gold teeth on the bottom, right and left side; about 5′ 7″ – 5′ ll”. She used to be heavy, but she’s lost a lot of weight.  And the property manager knows who she is. The property manager gives her carte  blanche.

She wanted to know what I was going to do.  This is it.  I’m writing about it for everyone to see.  So if  anything should happen to me, I hope someone will speak up in my name.  If I stop writing this blog, it means someone has done something to me.  If I ever stop writing, I will let all of you know.

Every time the woman upstairs drinks, she gets crazy.  It took me a while today before I realized she’s probably been drinking.  She has a Jekyll and Hyde personality.  A few times she’s been nice to me, but then she turns around and becomes a crazy person.  So I know it’s alcohol, mixed in with some drugs. These are the kind of people the government hires to harass us.

By the way, this is not the first time she’s threatened me.  The last time, she pushed me onto the gravel and told me that if I said anything to her, she was going to beat me up. I’ve already been beaten up by another gang stalker (I wrote about it).  So if she beats me up, it’ll be the second time a gang stalker has beaten me.

The U.S. government should be ashamed of itself for giving free rein to  people like the floozy upstairs.  How many other people has the government killed?

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