Doing Time in the Dinge

1505h
It is a 90% chance of rain today but nothing yet. But is is so incredibly dark today, though I suspect some light level fuckery is going on. They also like to increase the contrast between this LCD and the ambient light conditions, to somehow annoy me. It would appear to be an extended version of the dusk onset games that go on, and mentioned in past blog postings.

I got out the the supermarket for newspaper and chocolate, and was plenty gangstalked at this was a rare instance of heading out immediately after breakfast and no online activity beforehand. This was enabled by having me awaken at 0900h for a 10 hour sleep. And some odd dreams as well, not to mention other goings on that I won't get into out of modesty. When heading out to the supermarket I had my crew with me in the elevator, one a near-skinhead, who was doing the cheersing with another party that happened to know him. This "happenchance" greeting nonsense has escalated of late, and I don't quite know what the deal is, but the bottom line is that they want me to know that it is contrived. I had the near-skinhead, of a brownish green tone to his skin, and then three Asians were putting on an apparent move-in, keeping the door open for me to exit. When coming back, they were still there understandibly, and there was an additional eight gangstalkers loitering around as if it was some kind of multicultural advertisement; a native Indian doing the wall lounge, a negro, and more Asians, - a brown skin tour if you will.

Given that I had just purchased eight 100g chocolate bars, I suppose there was some kind of intent to have me calibrated between the chocolate and the above skin tones. Something like that, and past blogs have detailed profusions of strange brown skinned individuals erupting after I was visiting the chocolate section, not even purchasing any. And I later noted, chocolate was the only brown colored item in the grocery bag as I got screwed out of picking up brown whole wheat tortillas that I needed. Funny how convenient these "forgets" are, and this bullshit has been increasing of late. And I suppose it wasn't any fluke that after the newspaper was read and put in the bag under the sink for recycling, that an afternoon cardboard chocolate wrapper was placed beside the newpaper in the same bag. No wonder I had my gangstalkers at 0630h on the street with these same blue colored recycle bags this past summer.

From reading the newspaper it became clear that there is increased perp focus on exactly when I start and end reading an article. And if forced to read the end first, and the begining second, a tell tale eruption of noise ensues just as I find the place in the article to where I began reading the end of it. Anytime I finished reading an article, they jumped on me with extra noisestalking, mostly from outside, and as if I had a freeway outside. Past photos can attest that is not the kind of street that is nearby, and is a secondary artery that peters out in a block to a residential street.

I am getting red plasma flashes as I type this, in the form of horizontal bars the same height as the text that a I am typing and overlaying them. There is also greater stunts "happening" around text size and font as mentioned in yesterday's blog posting, and the incidence of red plasma flashes has increased; small clouds in my apartment, beams and even pinpoint sources of red plasma, presumably as some kind of ongoing color testing, more aggressive than usual. And I suppose the recent piece on the news is that the color red on a woman attracts more men will serve as a winter's worth of excuses to have this color flashed out in public, more than it is already. I am getting typo sabotaged as I write this, time to call this entry done for now.

1605h
I am getting increased noisestalking as I read other TI's blog postings. That would concur with what I think is part of the grand plan; to identify the psychic connections between two or more highly studied victims in realtime. Then extrapolate this to include others that are less studied, and so on, until the entire web of human psychic interaction is quantified. Just speculation, but I did get an increased round of at least four noise sources (aka, noisestalking) as I typed this up. Funny how that is.

2045h
I finished reading about stereo equipment online before the evening teatime; I hadn't looked at this interest of mine for a least a week, and I made a few bookmarks of new interesting equipment, should I ever have the means to acquire it someday. Nearly every mouseclick I made in that endeavor was noisestalked, and even if I have my earmuffs (hearing protection) on, they put outside noise through them to be heard, or now engage in a new trick, creating noises in my head of no ostensible origin. One of these noises is as if something was ripping slowly, but thankfully, no physical effects. The imposed head and neck creaking noises have also increased of late, as has the mouth saliva noises even if there is no seeming cause (mouth and tongue are still). These internal head ripping noises are quite different in that they are more protracted and obviously get my attention because they are new, and even seem ominous, as if some head flesh were ripping.

And I see that the link to my interview with Gina Romano of The Edge radio in July 2008 has "disappeared", and the archives are inaccessible to me tonight. Try the Thursday night archives at The Edge to see if you can find my 40 minute interview, as I cannot get the link to it. My big moment in the limelight, and it might not be on the web any more.

2250h
Time to call this done after viewing some saved links from a few weeks ago. No music allowed tonight; curious in that they usually put a few of these days together before ending it for some weeks, now months.