Friday, June 05, 2009

Soggy Pillows and Other Meddling

1210h
A three hour jerkaround in attempting to get to sleep last night, and I was even allowed to look at my watch in the dim light and see that it was past 0200h. The high daytime temperature nonsense was then extended to this E. facing apartment into the night, and "resulting" in wet pillows from putative sweat and a few like spots on the sheets too. That I laundered the sheets yesterday and this was the first night sleeping in them wasn't any fluke given that the perps have an inordinant interest in my laundry, and especially bedding. One spends eight hours/day normally next to bedsheets, and if there is something they don't understand about them in energetic interaction terms, it comes as no surprise that they will go beserk over just laundered bedsheets.

Then, in a very rare (now, not since 2003) nightime excursion to the kitchen, the perps had me open up the Ikea elderberry fruit syrup concentrate and add some to the water I collected in a glass from the sink and drink it. The syrup, plus the same for lingonberry were acquired in 09-2008 and placed on my shelves and not used at all until last night. That the shelves are the basic formaldehyde particleboard with a melamine finish isn't remarkable, but I would posit that this is of great interest to the perps, and that they will be looking for some kind of formaldehyde "energy" when I head outside later this afternoon. Perhaps they will put on more furniture packing Fuckwits like pictured in past photos, but one never knows for sure. All those backpack wearing Fuckwits might also be carrying these materials with them as ersatz sensors in my proximity, and very likely, have been rehearsing the script in advance. It is doubtful that I see any more than the tip of the tip of the proverbial iceberg.

And I did see "someone" arrive while I was working at the Service section of car dealership some two weeks ago and mention that they were looking for someone. Some five minutes later this person and a staff member are packing a piece of furniture out the shop doors some 15' away. I can only assume they wanted some particle board "action" while I was in the building, and this was the ruse. I saves having Fuckwits walking around on the streets with boards of particleboard.

1615h
It is pleasantly warm outside as I came to know, and yet it is sweltering hot in here, out of the direct sunglight since 1100h (E. facing). Plus I had a window open and still it is hot. Needless to say I am vexed to be put through all this extra sweating when it is entirely undue and fabricated by sick assholes, still playing around with crumb placement in my apartment after seven years of this bullshit. I decided that some icewine and a corkscrew will make suitable presents for a 19th birthday, my daughter in two days. The perps didn't clue me in about it until two days ago, and I learn from an email from the ex that my mother is going to take her out on Sunday. Then the perps had me confused over June and July events, just what I want everyone to know. I don't get dates confused at any time, and resent being fucked in this way, and especially when others can take advantage of it. Furthermore, I am pissed that the armrests on my chair while I sit at this here PC are soggy and are being kept that way. And I don't like it that my lower L. leg is getting twisted by some unseen force to make me more uncomfortable than I already am with the noise and Pseudosweats being so prevalent. Then the forced typos while airing the above complaints.

2010h
A sweltering time at the car dealership cleaning job tonight. The building isn't the most efficient, and some areas are worse than others. It seemed the Sales staff vacated by 1745h when they were due to stay there until 1900h (7pm). I don't get it as to why they radically changed their staffing hours of late when they had been consistently staying until 1900h Monday and Tuesday. (Today is Friday, the third such sudden vacation of all Sales staff). Anyhow, I am sure there will be some chat for me to overhear at some point to rationalize it all away. The perps like me to follow intrigues and attach it to the bigger picture, or alternately, radically re-work or debunk a notion I had about some event or person. And of course, the intrigue, or suggestion thereof has been started by the same assholes who then like me to follow the trail they laid for me. I haven't figured out why the perps like me to be so conspiratorial minded, usually into the realm of unprovable theories. I don't care much about what I can't prove, or credibly associate or correlate, and yet I have to live through all this spurious information that keeps raining down on me.

I had my posse of gangstalkers with me in the local supermarket tonight; nothing new there. The usual skinheads, back and forthers (for no seeming reason), shiftless loitering males, and probably a few more I cannot recollect. I see the olive tapenade obstruction is still in place, and both lines are absent their respective version. On with the guacamole it would seem, and I did make up the usual tortillas with it instead. And too, the red pepper flecks were in it too, and the perps know how much I loathe red-flecked anything, and are keeping my feet to the fire on this one. In the past they have reacted to my instinctive objections and quickly switched in non-pepper augmented guacamole (pure guacamole), but not this time, or at least not yet.

I am getting some central vision manipulations where all the text drops out and is gone. One shake of my head and then it comes back again. Last night the orthogonal spreadsheet lines were being turned into swirl patterns and arcs. I usrmise they are neurally invading and manipulating my sight, and it is not happening on this LCD. Though I could be wrong, as the perps have many ways to accomplish the same anomaly/jerkaround.

Enough of the dull doings of a kept person and time to call this one done.

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

They do some neural manipulation with me sometimes, to get me to "hear" certain sounds, and I can tell they aren't naturally occuring. The one time, I was awakened by what sounded like a metal rod flexing, with that "twitching" sound, rather like a spring "twang" or what happens when you flick the end of a hand saw (reverberating metallic twitching sound). They sounded planted. They have all kinds of high pitched yet low volume sounds they like to implant.

Also, they like to dick with my cognition when looking at signs or inanimate objects (such as trash bins) in the distance, making me "see" a person or somehow making that object seem animated.

AJH said...

Answer to: They do some neural manipulation...

I get specific noises while wearing the earmuffs even that have no seeming causal except direct neural manipulations. The visual cognitive fuckery has been escalated all round it seems; they like to foment these "mistakes" at a basic visual level, never mind the verbal contradictions that others introduce at greater frequencies than ever before. As far as I know, you are the first person to report this after me. And it seems to result from the perps' continuing neural research in latter 2008 and 2009 to date (06-2009).
AJH

Anonymous said...

It seems the sweating in your case is an attempt to piss you off, seeing as to how you just laundered your sheets. They can manipulate many of our bodily functions, it seems, in order to raise our body temperature enough to cause sweating.

AJH said...

Answer to: It seems the sweating...

No, the escalated sweating has been going on for years, and it seems that it is more about being able to collect better data from the victims when shrouded with wetness, or better yet, having it fall off and interact with the surroundings as a surrogate for me. At the part time cleaning job I get something similar; the nitrile gloves are filling up with water before I have even turned a faucet. (Normally, water would not penetrate these gloves in any way). And that I swam with a club for 15 years might also have been a support for the assholes. Anyhow, I haven't figured it all out as they usually only plan rain storms to be of a very short duration in my presence. Anyhow, it goes much further than annoying me. Thanks for the comments,
AJH

Anonymous said...

About the annoyances part: I seem to get unfavored gangstalkers come in, and right away, I get this suddent "blast" of discouragement, like, a sudden impulse to leave the place. I got the play-by-play, with one perp saying "now watch, he's going to get up and leave" before I even thought of getting up and leaving. I'm not sure what purpose adding insult to injury is with this, but I suspect it is to pound in some traumatization.

Anonymous said...

Water is indeed a very intriguing substance: it is electrically conductive, and seems to have the ability to align its dipoles with an external magnetic field. H2O seems to be a very interesting substance for a number of reasons.

AJH said...

Answer to: About the annoyances part...

In my experiences, a "sudden blast of (fill in the behavior/perception)" means one thing: planted mind controlled thought. Be it an emotional thought, or a tactical realization or any combination. As for the advance play-by-play, I notice something similar in that the perps often want to separate intentions from resultant actions, hence one Fuckwit calling the action before your own (at least seemingly) intention and deed. They would then evaluate for neural commonality between the Fuckwit's articulation, your realization (caveats), and your doing the action. This is the level of games they constantly play with me, though thankfully without "public assistance" of a Fuckwit. I can now see how my own imposed adversity can get worse. Thanks again.
AJH

AJH said...

Answer to: Water is indeed a very intriguing...

You have that correct, and it seems that the perps are allowing me to drink more straight tap water for the first time in four years. There is an internal influence water has on all our bodily systems, and that would include where it is from. For the more psychic influences of water, have you read the "Hidden Messages in Water", by Masaru Emoto? I cannot quite buy into all he writes in the book, but on the other hand the perps seem to be following much of what he is saying.
AJH

Anonymous said...

I suppose the "fuckwit assistance" is needed in my case, since they are less overt (as in not doing it with tech), and carry out most of their harassment in public spaces. They have let me know they are monitoring me remotely, and in fact, it's a constant thing with them, having gangstalkers and shills constantly let me know that my thoughts are monitored.

They have means of doing it in private, but they prefer to do it when I'm out in the library, sitting in a classroom doing prep work, out at the store buying things, or their favorite, while (trying to) eat out someplace. In fact, one of their faves is to have me experience some form of harassment while in the middle of eating. This can include having unfavored/favored combinations coming in, "overhearing" conversations going on in the back, outright harassment. In the past, they would have someone sitting opposite me while I eat, bothering me with constant questions and just being plain annoying.

AJH said...

Answer to: I suppose the "fuckwit assistance"...

All those differing colors and foods in your mouth with nearby human voice sounds; perp harassment/research heaven. Like I have mentioned in past postings, the perps are totally beserk over the TI's mouth contents, and so they have many "open mouthing" or otherwise mouth content revealing shills and operatives gangstalking. And too, the human voice (dog barking too, I suspect), activates a part of the brain (amygdala) that the perps have a strong interest in, as it it tied to your emotional evaluation capabilities, as well as your altertness. And psychic energies too I suspect. Thanks for the comments.
AJH

Anonymous said...

I suspect dogs are fairly similar to us voice-wise. I saw this book, where the question was asked, "how come dogs don't go hoarse after hours of continuous barking?" Interesting question to say the least. I suppose that could explain why they love to have dogs barking for long periods of time. Today, I got exposed to a Boston Terrier, tied up outside. I started to play with it for a while, as the place hadn't opened yet. While playing with the dog, its owner, an attractive blonde, comes to the door to "greet" me, and tells the dog to "lay down". I get these "lay down" phrases a lot from my stalkers, and I suspect they want to activate something in my subconscious.

AJH said...

Answer to: I suspect dogs are...

Animals are more sensitive to psychic energies too, which might be why the perps like to have plenty of dog action.
AJH