Expensive Tooth

08-29-2017
I went to the endontist with the special special scanning device that goes 360 degrees around one's head to look into my 1-5 tooth. He thinks it is cracked, but the resolution isn't that good so see a crack in it. But as the tooth has had a root canal, and has a post in it, it is problematic to fix, even if it doesn't have a crack. It will be $2500 for a re-root canal, or else $4000 for an implant. Nice work perps. And it "happens" to be next to a tooth that had a root amputation. I have never had one before or since, and I found it rather peculiar that I needed one then (2009), but I did. (To send me to a male specialist perhaps?) So what is it about this region of my teeth that the perps need to carry on with their games of teeth, or teeth component extraction? I don't know, but I am pissed to say the least, and of course, being kept in low pay, no benefit jobs, means that I have to shell out all the time. Am I not sick fed of being financially plundered?

The ex was another case of financial plunder. Even the divorce cost $30k when it could of cost $5k or $10k. I won't go into the details of all her financial idiocies, but that was another  good reason to depart the relationship, besides her becoming an antagonistic asshole all of a sudden in 1990. I would suggest this would be a case of mind control; and of course she denied this sudden behavior change, and didn't do anything about it. Since all this harassment began in 04-2002, I have been pummeled with notions of matrimony with someone (ML) who was in the news for a time, in the 1990's, and I have seen her twice on the gangstalking circuit, but she is of no interest to me. I just cannot face such a situation again, and besides, would I willingly have another saboteur in my midst anyhow? Emphatically no.

Back to the endontist; male, E. Indian, and with a semi-crew cut of black greasy hair. I haven't had a male dentist since 2002, following the fellow in Everett who was good. They took out my regular Victoria (male) dentist when I returned in 2003 with severe back pain, such that he had to retire 10 years early. He was in his 50's. In his place was a pleasant  female dentist whom I saw until 2012 until I moved to Penticton. They even put on a male hygenist who was an OK guy, but they got him out of there after two visits, 2003-04. I have a female dentist here too, in this game of getting professionals close to me every now and again. And a female dental hygienist. Don't ask me why the perps do this, but who they place in what proximity and what gender is extremely important to them in this ongoing choreographed charade of an existence I lead.

Back to the male endontist; through no fault of his own, I found the close proximity of a male to be creeping me out, especially his hair. So I suppose this specialist was an excuse to get an E. Indian male in close to me, all in keeping with this long running game of getting Unfavored demographic group members in close, presumably after 15 years of "incidental" (short vignette) and less proximate exposures. Thank goodness he wasn't wearing a turban, as I absolutely loathe the sight of those things on anyone.

The "usual" maser show at a new dental office. They sit me down in the chair and leave me for 10 minutes while all these black blobs flit about, often trailing edges and corner edges. All part of the perps' games of "warming me up" in a new location.

Plenty of new forest fire smoke moving in today and yesterday. Noon time red sun for crissakes.

08-30-2017
Another smokey day in the vineyard, then my IV vitamin C treatments afterward. I don't seem to be getting much from them, and this time it was after a two week interval, and it could be that the perps are learning how to block any beneficial effects. They didn't hit me with a nap attack afterward (once home), but the vehicular stalkers were all over me on the drive home. I don't know where this one is going, but it seems to be just another imposed nothing. The plan is to have these as a "get ready" for my radiotherapy for prostate cancer in early October. But as with all things in this choreography of nonconsensual human experimentation, they have a plan that is long developed and much refined. On with the show.

09-01-2017
Two more boring vineyard days, shoot positioning it is called. Sunny yesterday, and it started that way, but the smoke closed in for the afternoon.

It seems I am getting blocked more and more, hence these posts becoming more boring (I think- or else the harassment action is getting less eventful). There were the freaks (Unfavoreds) following me at SOF supermarket last night. They just keep "showing up"; produce, bulk section, chocolate, far cooler cases and check out, then outside in the parking lot. Usually 3 to 5 in rotation, and "freak-turing" tattoos, skinheads, large guts and or waddling males and of course, combinations thereof.

At the specialty grocery store, now under new ownership, but with most of the same staff, this one tedious woman staff member/gangstalker is almost constantly there, no matter what time of day or week. I never see any other staff with such incredible regularity. And to boot, they moved the flax seed (in this constant game of shorting me of it), this time all of it, so I had to ask, and lo, it was this same tedious woman staff/stalker who "happened" to be available. (To add to the confusion, they always kept the ground flax seed in a cooler case, but now moved it all to the regular shelves). So she kindly went to the cooler case, and then somehow then knew it was with the grains in the aisles. In other words, they gave her extra gangstalking time, leading me around the store before I headed to the checkout. I have no idea why she gets such intense gangstalking duty, but suffice to say I am fed up.

Music listening keeps getting sabotaged; once I got a digital audio player (DAP), and was free from the Android phone software update problems (Power Amp) and the lame assed Android player, why, more games "happen" to interrupt music listening while working in the vineyard. I "forget" to charge the digital audio player, meaning remotely applied dithering, as I routinely did this every day, and now I "forget".  They mysteriously didn't want me to listen to Maria Callas two days in succession, hence another "forget". A two CD set that I picked up on a whim as I don't usually listen to opera, but this one is very listenable. And can she every sing; phenomenal vocal control. Anyhow, I finished up the day in mid album, and expected to continue listening the next day. But no; I "forgot" to charge the DAP, so I got to resume listening the following day. And what is the point of this asinine bullshit?

And my sore ribs and back are slowly recovering; this injury (nothing visible) erupted 6 days ago, and all my ribs and back were sore, as if someone sat on me in the night and managed full rib cage injury, that is, not localized to one side. Now, the sensation is almost healed, or over, depending how one looks at it

09-04-2017
Labor Day today, same here as the US. But I labored in the vineyard in the heat, but no big deal, it doesn't bother me like it did until the perps "fixed" this in 2010. Back then I found 26C to be too hot to work outside, but now, 40C is getting close to my limit. It has never been hot enough here to test my limit, but I am thankful they fixed this "wilting" problem, or more accurately, reset my wilting level much higher.

I had my masers, blackish floating blobs, sitting over top the vine shoots I was positioning today. Much more than usual, always a word used advisedly. The maser, about the size of a quarter would sit 2" over top of the top trellis wire and stayed there while I re-postioned shoots under it. That is, if the shoots needed to be moved as they were flopping, or too long, I would move the shoots and straighten them out, and the maser would just sit there like a magnetic sentinel. Normally the masers flit about and are very active.

I got out for hike yesterday in the heat, maybe 35C in the open, but still with smokey skies, as some new forest fires are moving in from Washington State, now crossing the border in the Ashnola region (new item here). Perhaps the perps are playing "where does your smoke come from" games; fires in the Cariboo where I worked for two summers, and vacationed at least 3x have been burning for the past two months, and now smoke from fires in Washington State, like two years ago, though closer. And one shouldn't forget the forest fire they pulled (lightening) only an half hour away, "happening" to be the opposite side of the Okanagan valley of where I worked part time two years ago (Testalinden fire). I put some pics in the blog posting then, but I would not be surprised that inhaling smoke from further regions just might somehow have an energetic signature the perps are attempting to pick up after I inhale it.

Anyhow, time to get this posted and call it a week of yet more abuse.