Sunday, August 15, 2010

Back Online

08-13-2010
2120h
I got the PC back and was busy doing many errands today (including getting this PC back), as well as meeting a local TI who is in neck deep on a whistle-blower situation. I am not sure what to make of it, though I am ferrying copied documents from her to a TI gathering I am attending in Nanaimo, BC. This will be the big news that I will report on (below), and it will also include my determinations as to whether they are cooperating or not. Doing the back and forths with a brown beverage in hand is a perp gangstalker trademark writ large, and this has already happened before when the TI was visiting me.

I will have to bury my cynicism over TI activism this get-together will take, as I am not in agreement with this activity for the most part. First, the TI's seem to attach themselves to other dispossessed groups for no other reason, and then it backfires on them when the group is engaged in public mayhem, like at the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver BC. They also go silly on splitting their resources on other causes like chem-trails and privacy and the like, and it is foolish IMHO as it dilutes the TI message. Only the Abductees and the UFO-ologists are similarly disorganized/disrupted.

A brutal week for perp harassment, as the perps escalated their fuckery to keep me enraged most of the time while at my place, and even some at the farm job. Their version of getting me ready for the two day TI get-together maybe. They also improved the lighting in the apartment lobby, and took out one elevator, leaving only one, and me humpfing it up and down six flights of stairs.

And what is with the dudes that are backing up in a public area, or one that is busy? At least three of these events in the past week, and it isn't over yet, as I get to take the train tomorrow.

The first live show, a play of a concert, Hank Williams; the Show He Never Gave was excellent, but what is with the seat banging from behind, some 20x? Fucking outrageous bullshit. Plust they changed the end of the play from when I saw it in 1980 in Vancouver, and made it a straight up concert, and didn't include his sorry end at the age of 30.

Later,. five of them on me when taking out the recyclable garbage, which includes brown boxes. Three unmovable dudes in the elevator as well as two at the lobby, doing the split couple act. That two parcels were picked up today was also exciting for the perps, as they cannot get enough brown color testing on me it seems.

They also had the brown shirts (gangstalkers wearing brown shirts) all over me at the local supermarket while waiting for the (brown) coffee beans to grind through the mill, five at one time, including those who come to look at me and then retrace their steps. All to put their disgusting mug in front of me, the Freakshow of the Unfavored; male skinheads, dreadlocked hair do's, large gutted males, brownshirts, "just standing there" Fuckwits and the rest of the infuriating insane assholes who make gangstalking so much fun to be the focus of.

08-15-2010
2140h
Back from a train trip to Nanaimo, a TI gathering for BC TI's. Seven in total, and a whole lot of talking and then some of what seemed to be feigned or indifferent responses at times. Why cannot I be allowed to engage in a lively and free-form discussion as to what the perp objectives are? I get shut down on this all the time, and I expected better.

And too, the usual pattern of seat and table changing and the rest of the game that I have come to know, and even a "rotation" of some of them to sit beside me. The orange shirt seemed to be a big deal, just as it was on the train, and outside the train with an orange shirted jogger with his small child running beside the train for no fucking reason as it left the station.

Anyhow, two days away, among TI's, and most I had not met, seven in all, and all of them smoked great amounts of cigarettes, even if it was mostly outside, and it just seems that cigarettes is a long standing perp prop; the brown tobacco and the flame near the smoker's face, not to mention the smoke somehow finding me all the time. Anyhow, some sad tales, and it seems that no one is allowed to earn very much, and some are currently attempting to re-carreer, one been driven out of office administration, the daughter of a policeman even. So much for expecting any exceptions from the perps.

There is more I could get into, but I won't for the sake of keeping the TI community free from airing their laundry in public, but I did feel distinctly blown off more than once, even communally. Why cannot a single supported question get discussed and some answers get articulated? I just don't get it. Not to mention the seeming smirks while I am speaking, as if this fucking hell is one big joke on me.

Back to picking daffodil bulbs tomorrow and long days, with the predictable gangstalking and behavioral oddities that make this such a pill. And wearing my re-soled hiking boots, this time with Goodyear rubber soles and not the usual Vibram like I had, with the yellow label in the center. The Goodyear sole has yellow lettering on a blue background, doubtless of extreme importance to the assholes.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

The perps are very efficient in my case. On my walk this evening, a few well-placed unfavoreds, along with the accompanying trigger words, was enough to get me pretty pissed off. On my way to my destination, there was this asshole saying stuff while in the passenger seat. I started going off on the guy, which wasn't a good idea. They really seemed calm to my reaction. Serves them right for getting me pissed in the first place.

I can tell they really get off on this humiliation harassment they're doing to me. I wonder if they know so many others are doing it? That my constitutional rights are being ripped right from my grasp, yet they see to go along with the oppressor instead of sympathizing with me. Of course, treating me like an actual human instead of an insubordinate slave is too far beneath them.

Had a sweetie/friend start pumping me for info about how much money is in my bank account. That was after she said the apparently perp-scripted words that got me all pissed off later. She seemed to get this satisfied smirk on her face, like she felt justice had been done to her by carrying out the harassment the perps prescribed for me.

When will these assholes ever learn?

Anonymous said...

When I say the perps are "efficient", I mean that they can get a lot of mileage from few gangstalkers. And of course, if things go too overboard, they sent out some more fuckwits to kind of smooth things over.

Their latest gig involved having older guys (60's to 80's) that look like my deceased grandfather, in a couple of places. They had one walking a dog, that resembled my grandpap's Spitz, walking him in the alleyway where I can see it. But he's been gone since 1994. I'm not sure why they are doing this... they seem to be working on those memories and images of him. It's been one of their little schemes as of late, along with guys who have this gut. The gut they have looks like a perfect "pregant" belly. I really have been hurt by this, yet they aren't going to stop, despite doing this for a fucking year. One former "friend" got a job at the mall, which seems like a tactic to get me to go to the mall, as they can really stack that place with all kinds of freaky gangstalkers. Last time I was there, I saw guys and girls who looked pregnant. I'm getting so fed up to scream: Enough with the pregnant theme already! They are truly sick for doing this. And of course, balds and freckled types are featured, as well. They have bald guys acting all scared, like they're putting on this act where bald guys with freckles are supposed to be afraid of me.

Now they want me to move out and get an apartment or house somewhere by myself. I guess they want me to move into a house by myself, where the "sweetie" can move in with me, and do the perps' bidding, to make my life a living hell. This is good news in a way, because this tells me they want me to have a job and be independent, but they require some control over me, hence the need for the cooperating "sweetheart" to move in with me.

I learned to control my reactions, because a lot of these people I see driving around aren't aware of what's going on, that they are just pawns in the sicko's scripted acts. For example, one guy sitting in a storefront, talking on his celly, but I was ranting to myself about the perps and their stunts. He overheard my ranting, and looked surprised/scared. This tells me he was told to sit there and make like he's talking on his celly, but he didn't know I was being jerked around by the perps.

Anonymous said...

Now they want me to move out and get an apartment or house somewhere by myself. I guess they want me to move into a house by myself, where the "sweetie" can move in with me, and do the perps' bidding, to make my life a living hell. This is good news in a way, because this tells me they want me to have a job and be independent, but they require some control over me, hence the need for the cooperating "sweetheart" to move in with me. And the sweetheart was asking me stuff like gee, what happened to all your money?

I learned to control my reactions, because a lot of these people I see driving around aren't aware of what's going on, that they are just pawns in the sicko's scripted acts. For example, one guy sitting in a storefront, talking on his celly, but I was ranting to myself about the perps and their stunts. He overheard my ranting, and looked surprised/scared. This tells me he was told to sit there and make like he's talking on his celly, but he didn't know I was being jerked around by the perps. A lot of these gangstalkers probably think these supposed "perps" are a figment of a crazy person's imagination.

AJH said...

Answer to: Now they want me to move...

Yes, they love to make TI's move, and then change up their Earth-body energetic interactions in an attempt to isolate each of them. And too, some things just "disappear" in the move, and some things "appear", e.g. past stolen items, new books they want you to read, etc. They even changed the exercise tights I had which were a dark green and now are another brand in black with extra wide serged hems.

And they can make one very horny and very smitten with whatever babe they have selected for you. The "sweetheart" maybe a naive perp selected plant; not really knowing what all this is about, and controlled to be romantic. Good luck with this new development.

AJH said...

Answer to: The perps are very efficient...

Ah yes, the smirking babe, how this brings back memories from the two that I knew in Seattle and Everett, 2000 to 2003. One liked to rile me up, and it was was getting out of hand as to the excuses and faux drama and/or tears she would make. If I have a free will, I won't be associating with that schtick again.

AJH said...

Answer to: When I say (1:22 AM)...

I agree, the perps make the absolute most of every public outing I make, and with similar Unfavoreds; male gut strut, large females (overweight or pregnant, often serially), male skinheads, and many tattoo acts in my case.

I think you better have a chat with the "sweetie" as to your TI status and how it is manifested. My perp abetting girlfriend would jerk me around over this, believing me, and then not, and eventually hammering me with the silent treatment if I ever mentioned the harassment. She became a total pill, especially in later communications since I last saw her in 2003.