06-14-2020
Some intensive rain over the past two days has given me a little time to put a posting together. That is, the weather has become problematic for getting vineyard work done.
I got my iron IV last week, and another tomorrow, and feel better with the first one. Of course, if any substance has a consistent and immediate effect of feeling better, (i.e. dopamine releasing agent) it won't be allowed. But hey, I am officially anemic, and sitting in a doctor's office with one of those smelly masks on for two hours is not "immediate" in my book. Besides, it took a few days to feel better. Which begs the question as to how often I need to do this, but I leave that to the doctor. The same treatment in December didn't seem to do much, so we shall see.
In my TI World I didn't notice any kind of immediate change to the harassment scene after my iron IV, so maybe it is one of those background things they like to manipulate, perhaps with all their benchmark measurements. The masers and plasma displays have been very much in force, as they have been for three months. I routinely have at least one or two black blobs passing through my vision, often following my reading focus.(And they aren't "floaters" either, as these same masers have an amazing quality of coming off other objects or personnel). One stunt the Psychopaths put on was to add a olive green maser blob that adjoined a whitish flake (a possible flower fragment) on my windshield. This had the immediate effect of making it look like a bird shit strike momentarily, until I realized that it was their addition to an extant object. Very clever, and note, that kind of fuckery for a second or two of misidentifying something is utterly routine for them. In fact, any kind of momentary mistake in identifying anything, say, male from female (or vice versa), is just their thing. And to think, now over 18 years of this relentless juvenile inanity and considerably greater other abuses. It is called Hell On Earth for no reason other than having the genetic makeup that suits their human nonconsensual human experimentation needs, whatever they are.
Other fuckery that seems to have escalated in the past few months is to apply a point pain to my foot (knee too sometimes), usually when I have just gone to bed. Often in my L big toe, but sometimes passing through my heel. Annoying and moderately painful, but I can often block the pain by placing my other foot over the pain location, though they often can circumvent this somehow. But it is always defeatable if I move my foot around fast enough, though that doesn't help me get to sleep. Though, with the long running battle with them as to when I get to sleep, and how much, it is they who decide my sleep regimen, so foiling their fuckery isn't going to change that. As to whether this is some kind of beam passing through, or whether they can create a point pain source from inside my foot, I don't know. I haven't seen any beams coming in and passing through my foot, though they could use nonvisible wavelengths of some kind of EMR.
Another technology take-out last weekend, a three-fer in 24 hours. (A four-fer if you include the headphones, read below). The cell phone checked itself out after it couldn't find the network, timed so I couldn't call my daughter on ther 30th birthday. Well done assholes
Then this PC's monitor "somehow" crashed while cleaning it (no dripping cleaner or such), and three days later I find the AC plug had "somehow" fell out when it is a very tight fit. Then the new Micro Form Factor (MFF) backup PC would not display, going from a Display Port to a Display Port cord (no conversion plugs). I was left with the PC I want to get rid of, as it only boots up about half the time. It used a different monitor, the same one the MFF ported to. Go figure. The MFF PC is back at the shop, this one is running fine since the discovery of the dropped AC cord, and the cell phone got fixed by the network company by them switching "airplane mode" (ridiculous name) on and off. How fucking lame is that? And only the PC that worked in all of this tech-takedown, has audio is only accessible by headphones. And what did they do to them? Why, they broke the plastic gimbel mount to make them nearly unwearable, and more importantly for them (it seems), to make them asymmetric in form.
The new noise cancelling headphones (purchased a few weeks ago) still have some of the road noise outside the vineyard where I work getting through the noise cancelling feature. Given the intense fuckery over me wearing headphones, I wasn't too surprised. It did take a week to get the headphones to play nice, that is, have a consistent behavior. That was accomplished by re-booting them every day. I just don't get it; if you have a four modalities of noise cancelling, then why cannot the user be allowed to know which one is operative? No sir, we cannot have a four position slider switch (too obvious), but we will supply you with a voice over (in the headphones) from this British accented woman to tell you (nicely, thankfully), but then again, this "feature" only works sometimes unless I re-boot it FFS.
Add in the recent persistent wet weather, including thunderstorms, headphone wearing while performing vineyard work became infrequent, so I got to listen to the road noise at full volume. Again, not a surprise, as they like to do "back and forths", comparisons. Progression (of reducing noise or any other regular orchestrated affront) isn't allowed, unless punctuated by many events of regression. Which is why new things don't seem to work at first, and very often they just unabashedly sabotage it, which curiously incrementally relents after a few days. I suspect noise-stalking and various related exercises in headphone fuckery are for the purpose of mapping brain region's energy in real time, my suspicion after 18 years of various noise fuckery/stalking at very predictable junctures and location types.
Above thunderstorm was a totally new weather pattern I have never seen before. There was a cold and wet system coming in, and it came on as rain, predictably enough. Then while raining, a thunderstorm came on, causing me to vacate the vineyard. Sure, there are thunderstorms in this region, especially when it gets hot. But to have a thunderstorm piggyback on a cool and wet system was something totally new.
The gangstalking games continue, though always at a muted level, and this "social distancing" thing with respect to the COVID-19 plandemic seems to instigate them needing to cruise by closer than they should be. They were all over my ass at LD when I was returning an item. That is, a financial transaction of a kind where I recieve money back from the store. More senseless stalking and fuckery over financial transactions. It was a total set up in the first place, as I had a conversion plug for converting DVI to HDMI and somehow "forgot" to look in my collection of connectors.
A new vehicular stunt that has erupted 3x in the past two days is Fuckwits just plain stopping when they should be proceeding. While traversing The Bennett Bridge in Kelowna yesterday, this black late model Mercedes SUV just plain stopped one vehicle ahead of me in mid span for no reason whatsoever, not even deploying his 4 way flashers. Then in town today, this Fuckwit ahead of me brakes for a green traffic light, and then stops while still green. I sounded the horn and they proceeded normally, not even putting on the feint of seeming lost. On the way home a variant of this, this Fuckwit ahead of me pulls to the curb with no signal and is traveling close to normal speed, curb crawling for two blocks. I apply acceleration to get past this outrageous stupidity. In each case, black vehicles doing these stunts. Stopping for green traffic control lights is also new to me, though I have seen plenty of dithering in the same circumstances. Curb crawling with vehicles is infrequent, but to have a Fuckwit travel two blocks in this mode at near normal average speed is utterly berserk.
Calling this one done and splitting my opus in two.
Tuesday, June 16, 2020
Tuesday, June 02, 2020
Energetic Suckdown
05-20-2020
Ok; lets just call it "dysthymia" (persistent depressive order) for now, which is very much related to my ADD-Inattentive condition. And which IMHO, and based on some research (but not definitive) on my methylation genetics and homozygous SNP's (Single Nucleotide Polymorphism, which seem to have an impaired ability to generate and preserve dopamine, a very essential hormone (not just a neurotransmitter). All that flies in the face of current clinical practice, psychiatry in particular being mired in the dark ages. (And you thought that Sigmund Freud, that over-rated cocaine addict, really accomplished anything? A delusional and fancified thinker at best, never realizing that he was exogenously increasing his dopamine level while partaking of the white fluff.)
So don't go to your doctor complaining of low dopamine, even if you have a corroborating lab test. Complain of whatever ails you, and don't mention dopamine. Never mind that its average rate of production goes down 1%/year (13%/decade) after age 40. And if you started from a low level for all your life, and then attain that rate of decline, why, one ends up in a worse place. Ever wonder why those stereotypical behaviors of old age occur? You know, grumpy, irritable, impaired recall etc.; well, its the low dopamine.
I reckon it will be at least another 100 years before dopamine enters the clinical practice dialog, and hopefully I will be long gone. They just don't want to know, nor do they care; just chase the symptoms and apply a medication. Ever wonder why addiction research has accomplished zilch in practice? It's a low dopamine issue, along with dopamine receptor issues. Wonder why child abuse gets a walk with respect to the law, especially at the hands of untouchable political vipers? Why, abuse at that developmental stage reduces dopamine receptors, and has many other dopaminergic disruptions, never to be recovered in later life. It is neurologically complicated to say the least, with genetic variations (of SNP's), many 100's of neural pathways/brain centers, and dopamine transport, receptors and appropriate preservation and regulation of dopamine.
Based on my experiences we humans are unwitting dopamine research subjects. TI's, or at least this one, are witting subjects in dopamine research of the nonconsensual kind. As to who takes such an over-arching interest in this across all races, nations and countries, I have no idea. I simply call them the Psychopathic Confederacy, as it is quite plain to me that they don't care one whit about human suffering, even on a grand scale. And it could well be that they have been at this for a long time, and even planted us schmucks here on this Prison Planet just for this very purpose, though I suspect that the Grand Plan goes far beyond physiologic dopamine activity in all its myriad effects, though a key component for whatever reason. Or at least, that is my theory, based on personal experience as a TI for 18 years now. And it may well be that dopamine, in all its myriad functions, interactions and body locations sits at the gateway to further researching energetic/psychic interactions between persons, animals, plants (all living beings) and even object sentience. (Based on my observations as to how they love to invoke fuckery over missing items as one example). Just my speculative take on how all this fits together, but TPTB know much more about this, and in all likelihood, for a few thousand years.
Anyhow, I have been feeling like hell these past few weeks, along with generalized demotivation (why these blog postings are less frequent), and also why my "to-do" lists are getting longer and things aren't getting done as soon as they should. Months will go by before an item is attended to, unless it hurts or may spawn other disasters and expenses.
05-25-2020
Rain again this Monday, all day effectively, just like the preceding Friday. Rare for all day rain here, and then to have it three days apart is the most that I have known since I moved here in 2012 . I had another near all day energetic suckdown again; still no conventional clinical explanation as to is possible cause.
Vineyard work in the rain all day, unusual by local standards, but as I work mainly on my own, I don't get called off by anyone. And I wore my gumboots, and the rain gear held dampness at bay for the most part, save the latter hour. An ongoing noise parade on the nearby road again; hot-rod muffler noise when finishing a row and turning around to start a new one. (Very common for my directional changes to be noisestalked, as in the anisotrophy of space; differing properties in different directions). And even the infernal HD motorcycle noise no less, an apparent rider on the wet slicked roads.
And the dump trucks on the adjacent road kept arriving and leaving every 5 minutes for a time. I don't know what the Psychopaths interest in running dump trucks near me is exactly; they like running large steel objects in my proximity, and also like having soil or rock from elsewhere moved in my presence, so maybe a "two-fer", who knows. In my very first year of school 1959-60, a pre-school in fact, they were building the Oak Bay breakwater in Victoria, BC, and were running rock laden dump trucks past the school for a considerable time. Perhaps this too was the Psychopathic arrangers at work, as it seems they were on me from the get-go, and making such arrangements (breakwaters, schooling, truck routing etc.) is what they do best.
Petro-voltaics and whatever earth energies come from rock, gravel and soil removed from elsewhere have been a long standing component of the Psychopathic fuckery objectives from my experience. I suppose it just wasn't enough that my father was a coal geologist. Goodness knows what kind of interest that all human mining (and perhaps smelting) activities brings them, but it seems they like to test the TI's (being one) by having this earth material hauled in my proximity. I have had rock collections in the past, gathered interesting rocks on my own (which disappeared from my bedroom while away for the summer, and no explanation forthcoming by any family member), and still they hound my ass with their rock and soil hauling. Last fall, I had a job digging holes at building foundations when working with a Mexican couple, all of us working for a structures lifting contractor. So fucking when is the Psychopath's fixation on earth energetics going to be over? No idea, never mind what they want from this particular aspect of their human nonconsensual research imperative.
I got it together on the weekend to head to a Kelowna audio store and purchased a bigger-ticket AC power cleaning device. I attended a product demo last year, and the quality of the AC power in the Okanagan Valley was said to be "akin to a third world power supply" according to the speaker. That is to say, the embedded line noise that comes with the AC power is similar to the third world. Some residences have been measured by the vendor at 97 volts, when they should be 110-120AC. And apparently, the single crown corporation power supplier is deemed to be a cash cow for the government, so sensible and prescient investment in power distribution is discouraged, just cover the patch-and-pray maintenance expenses only.
Hard to believe that it is "essential travel only" still here in this province, given my observations of the road traffic on my way to Kelowna and back. Like, it was a regular and very busy Saturday in these here parts. Unless of course, vehicular gangstalking is deemed "essential".
I put the stereo and PC and display screen through this power cleaning device, and I have to say it is a two thumbs up improvement. Better sound; firm and evident bass and better articulation of mid-ranges. This here display screen is sharper too. As to what this means to the Psychopaths, I don't really know, though I am quite sure they must be pumping something through at the same time, or else using LCD screens for some kind of input or energetic evaluation, but that is pure speculation on my part. Tom Bearden has a number of theories relating to (free) energy from the vacuum (space is a better term IMHO), echoing Tesla's work, indicating that there is a huge possible electrical generation, and yet our present EM theory has been hugely restricted by discarding important components of Maxwell's work. Anyhow, I have wanted to clean up my stereo's AC power for many decades, though results will vary as to where one lives and where the power comes from. I am often covered with copper colored gangstalking vehicles, so perhaps this fits into the bigger picture too.
05-26-2020
Another vineyard work day, sunny at times even. The adjacent vehicle noise was backed off some, but they never seem to fail to add the hot-rod muffler sound of passing vehicles when I change directions, moving from the end of a row to start at the next. Just plain fascinating for them, now 18 years running.
Funny how the hot-rod muffler noise just keeps "happening" everywhere I go, or work. I was at a vineyard beside the lake shore accessed by a Naramata dead end road, and lo, instead of a parade of vehicles with loud mufflers, why, they put on recreational watercraft with similarly sounding loud mufflers. You know, those dudes who just need to make a loud noise with their boats and just plain let it rip as fast and noisy as they can. That particular flavor of infernal unmufflered ICE noise has an almost unerring knack of erupting when I change directions during vineyard work, at my vehicle (getting in or out of my vehicle or when at the tailgate), and when entering or exiting through building doors or even vineyard gates. The increased frequency of someone "happening" to be on the other side of the door as I enter or exit a building hasn't gone unnoticed from the outset of this abuse-athon in 04-2002, and still continues to this day. My employer couple seem to have an unerring knack for this, and also when I am at my vehicle retrieving work supplies.
06-02-2020
I purchased a pair of noise cancelling headphones three days ago to deal with effing noise onslaught from the adjacent Upper Bench Road. Same Hifi shop in Kelowna, a second visit a week apart). And they work, as long as I don't get any extra-conventional fuckery to cause them to mess up. But of course the headphones didn't work at first, so (I presume) they can calibrate me without wearing them first, and later with them on as a second attempt a few hours later "somehow caused" them to work. Imagine that; same as nearly every audio device or component that I have purchased for the last 20 years. They just "happen" to fail to work at first and then later function normally.
Though too, they may have later reasons to sabotage the device again, as they brought that to my attention many times in the past. The first notable audio gear sabotage fuckery was early on in 2002, when I took my reliable Sony Discman to the gym and ran on the tread mill, and the assholes decided they didn't like me listening at a moderate volume and then proceeded to reduce the volume (in my headphones), and no amount of attempted compensation with the volume adjustment would work. That wasn't the first remote hack of an unconnected device, but it signaled their meddling with audio gear, which continues to this day. And too, one has to wonder how do they know what the volume is at it reaches my ears by remote means? I don't know, but again, it wasn't the first time that they seemed to know what I was hearing at every moment.
These new headphones come with internal batteries to run the adaptive noise cancelling microphones, and have five buttons or ports on them. And they run Bluetooth, a common feature in consumer electronics, though the first time I have entered into this technical realm. And said buttons are multi-modal just to add more hidden features; hold for 5 seconds, hold a certain three buttons for 10 seconds etc. The utter depravity of user interface dysfunctional design is still with us. Not only that, some buttons are very easy to "inadvertently" press while placing on one's head, all to find out that the normal function has been messed with, begetting a vexing excursion to find out how it got messed up and to restore it. With Bluetooth and a 3.5mm jack, plus cell phone interactions (e.g. taking a call and stopping the music), multimodal functions, ear wear sensors to stop the source device (in Bluetooth only I found) and a cell phone app to optionally control or set the headphones, it is a Psychopathic exploitive delight in terms of multiple sabotage options and to piss me off in an attempt to recover normal listening. Never mind the headphone features where continued button pressing gets four levels of noise cancellation and no display of which one is selected. (A pre-recorded voice describes the button pressing action, but "somehow" it didn't work today). And besides, they can shut devices down anytime they like, as they did today with the digital audio player.
Plus, they add to the headphone wearing fuckery by creating itchy sensations in the corners of my eyes which need to be immediately relieved, all to force me to remove my work gloves, remove my headphones to then remove my eyeglasses to then attend to the itch. They just love this kind of disruptive fuckery, and all the more so when headphones are playing. Other headphone fuckery is to slowly move them on my head to a point they are about to fall off. After all, they are magnetic devices, and the Psychopaths use magnetic methods for most everything. The last measured magnetic flux around me was about 1800milligaus about 2010, when 0.5 is normal background level. I have been looking for a magnetic flux meter app for my phone but don't seem to have much traction in finding one to install. Assuming it isn't compromised of course, another common tactic of theirs.
Headphone use is a particularly fraught battleground of extra-conventional fuckery, so we shall see how long this one (noise cancelling) lasts before something goes wrong. The road noise onslaught from the adjacent Upper Bench Road and especially the most loathed noise in the universe, the HD motorcycle noise, have for now, been noise cancelled in these new headphones. But that doesn't stop the noise harassment fuckery though; the number of sudden punctuated noises has increased, the ones that get through the noise cancelling headphones from afar. These, so far, are car horns, a new noise to the noisescape of this particular locale. Well done assholes, and totally predictable.
Eye, ear or head itches have increased considerably these last 6 weeks, perhaps 20x/day now, when I had less than 6x/day (assuming I noticed). So I suppose this serves the headphone use interruption fuckery, though it has been a long standing method of inducing work or effort delay, and also, very likely some kind of remote energetic interaction determination.
06-02-2020
The above mentioned near leveling dysthymic fugue has diminished some in the last two days. I changed up a recent (three weeks ago) Rx (as in dropped it altogether), changed up my long running breakfast diet and I have finally pulled out of this near crippling pox. As to what exactly the problem cause is uncertain, but I better. BTW, long past experience is that the Psychopaths can remotely invoke depressive conditions to severe levels. I wonder if this is another method of remotely forcing someone to make lifestyle changes, all the way to no life at all. Just wondering. Anyhow, I am going to take some more iron IV infusions next week and maybe this will help. Curious that these didn't help my iron levels in 12-2019. We shall see. And too, it might be related to all things magnetic and the rest of the Psychopathic fuckery that goes with that.
Enough patter for a posting, and perhaps next posting I will get political on Covid19, the present riots (on racism- a fucking joke), and the decent into lawless governance as it seems. More succinctly expressed as "loot on", we got the police hog-tied. Why even their own police station was allowed to be trashed FFS.
Ok; lets just call it "dysthymia" (persistent depressive order) for now, which is very much related to my ADD-Inattentive condition. And which IMHO, and based on some research (but not definitive) on my methylation genetics and homozygous SNP's (Single Nucleotide Polymorphism, which seem to have an impaired ability to generate and preserve dopamine, a very essential hormone (not just a neurotransmitter). All that flies in the face of current clinical practice, psychiatry in particular being mired in the dark ages. (And you thought that Sigmund Freud, that over-rated cocaine addict, really accomplished anything? A delusional and fancified thinker at best, never realizing that he was exogenously increasing his dopamine level while partaking of the white fluff.)
So don't go to your doctor complaining of low dopamine, even if you have a corroborating lab test. Complain of whatever ails you, and don't mention dopamine. Never mind that its average rate of production goes down 1%/year (13%/decade) after age 40. And if you started from a low level for all your life, and then attain that rate of decline, why, one ends up in a worse place. Ever wonder why those stereotypical behaviors of old age occur? You know, grumpy, irritable, impaired recall etc.; well, its the low dopamine.
I reckon it will be at least another 100 years before dopamine enters the clinical practice dialog, and hopefully I will be long gone. They just don't want to know, nor do they care; just chase the symptoms and apply a medication. Ever wonder why addiction research has accomplished zilch in practice? It's a low dopamine issue, along with dopamine receptor issues. Wonder why child abuse gets a walk with respect to the law, especially at the hands of untouchable political vipers? Why, abuse at that developmental stage reduces dopamine receptors, and has many other dopaminergic disruptions, never to be recovered in later life. It is neurologically complicated to say the least, with genetic variations (of SNP's), many 100's of neural pathways/brain centers, and dopamine transport, receptors and appropriate preservation and regulation of dopamine.
Based on my experiences we humans are unwitting dopamine research subjects. TI's, or at least this one, are witting subjects in dopamine research of the nonconsensual kind. As to who takes such an over-arching interest in this across all races, nations and countries, I have no idea. I simply call them the Psychopathic Confederacy, as it is quite plain to me that they don't care one whit about human suffering, even on a grand scale. And it could well be that they have been at this for a long time, and even planted us schmucks here on this Prison Planet just for this very purpose, though I suspect that the Grand Plan goes far beyond physiologic dopamine activity in all its myriad effects, though a key component for whatever reason. Or at least, that is my theory, based on personal experience as a TI for 18 years now. And it may well be that dopamine, in all its myriad functions, interactions and body locations sits at the gateway to further researching energetic/psychic interactions between persons, animals, plants (all living beings) and even object sentience. (Based on my observations as to how they love to invoke fuckery over missing items as one example). Just my speculative take on how all this fits together, but TPTB know much more about this, and in all likelihood, for a few thousand years.
Anyhow, I have been feeling like hell these past few weeks, along with generalized demotivation (why these blog postings are less frequent), and also why my "to-do" lists are getting longer and things aren't getting done as soon as they should. Months will go by before an item is attended to, unless it hurts or may spawn other disasters and expenses.
05-25-2020
Rain again this Monday, all day effectively, just like the preceding Friday. Rare for all day rain here, and then to have it three days apart is the most that I have known since I moved here in 2012 . I had another near all day energetic suckdown again; still no conventional clinical explanation as to is possible cause.
Vineyard work in the rain all day, unusual by local standards, but as I work mainly on my own, I don't get called off by anyone. And I wore my gumboots, and the rain gear held dampness at bay for the most part, save the latter hour. An ongoing noise parade on the nearby road again; hot-rod muffler noise when finishing a row and turning around to start a new one. (Very common for my directional changes to be noisestalked, as in the anisotrophy of space; differing properties in different directions). And even the infernal HD motorcycle noise no less, an apparent rider on the wet slicked roads.
And the dump trucks on the adjacent road kept arriving and leaving every 5 minutes for a time. I don't know what the Psychopaths interest in running dump trucks near me is exactly; they like running large steel objects in my proximity, and also like having soil or rock from elsewhere moved in my presence, so maybe a "two-fer", who knows. In my very first year of school 1959-60, a pre-school in fact, they were building the Oak Bay breakwater in Victoria, BC, and were running rock laden dump trucks past the school for a considerable time. Perhaps this too was the Psychopathic arrangers at work, as it seems they were on me from the get-go, and making such arrangements (breakwaters, schooling, truck routing etc.) is what they do best.
Petro-voltaics and whatever earth energies come from rock, gravel and soil removed from elsewhere have been a long standing component of the Psychopathic fuckery objectives from my experience. I suppose it just wasn't enough that my father was a coal geologist. Goodness knows what kind of interest that all human mining (and perhaps smelting) activities brings them, but it seems they like to test the TI's (being one) by having this earth material hauled in my proximity. I have had rock collections in the past, gathered interesting rocks on my own (which disappeared from my bedroom while away for the summer, and no explanation forthcoming by any family member), and still they hound my ass with their rock and soil hauling. Last fall, I had a job digging holes at building foundations when working with a Mexican couple, all of us working for a structures lifting contractor. So fucking when is the Psychopath's fixation on earth energetics going to be over? No idea, never mind what they want from this particular aspect of their human nonconsensual research imperative.
I got it together on the weekend to head to a Kelowna audio store and purchased a bigger-ticket AC power cleaning device. I attended a product demo last year, and the quality of the AC power in the Okanagan Valley was said to be "akin to a third world power supply" according to the speaker. That is to say, the embedded line noise that comes with the AC power is similar to the third world. Some residences have been measured by the vendor at 97 volts, when they should be 110-120AC. And apparently, the single crown corporation power supplier is deemed to be a cash cow for the government, so sensible and prescient investment in power distribution is discouraged, just cover the patch-and-pray maintenance expenses only.
Hard to believe that it is "essential travel only" still here in this province, given my observations of the road traffic on my way to Kelowna and back. Like, it was a regular and very busy Saturday in these here parts. Unless of course, vehicular gangstalking is deemed "essential".
I put the stereo and PC and display screen through this power cleaning device, and I have to say it is a two thumbs up improvement. Better sound; firm and evident bass and better articulation of mid-ranges. This here display screen is sharper too. As to what this means to the Psychopaths, I don't really know, though I am quite sure they must be pumping something through at the same time, or else using LCD screens for some kind of input or energetic evaluation, but that is pure speculation on my part. Tom Bearden has a number of theories relating to (free) energy from the vacuum (space is a better term IMHO), echoing Tesla's work, indicating that there is a huge possible electrical generation, and yet our present EM theory has been hugely restricted by discarding important components of Maxwell's work. Anyhow, I have wanted to clean up my stereo's AC power for many decades, though results will vary as to where one lives and where the power comes from. I am often covered with copper colored gangstalking vehicles, so perhaps this fits into the bigger picture too.
05-26-2020
Another vineyard work day, sunny at times even. The adjacent vehicle noise was backed off some, but they never seem to fail to add the hot-rod muffler sound of passing vehicles when I change directions, moving from the end of a row to start at the next. Just plain fascinating for them, now 18 years running.
Funny how the hot-rod muffler noise just keeps "happening" everywhere I go, or work. I was at a vineyard beside the lake shore accessed by a Naramata dead end road, and lo, instead of a parade of vehicles with loud mufflers, why, they put on recreational watercraft with similarly sounding loud mufflers. You know, those dudes who just need to make a loud noise with their boats and just plain let it rip as fast and noisy as they can. That particular flavor of infernal unmufflered ICE noise has an almost unerring knack of erupting when I change directions during vineyard work, at my vehicle (getting in or out of my vehicle or when at the tailgate), and when entering or exiting through building doors or even vineyard gates. The increased frequency of someone "happening" to be on the other side of the door as I enter or exit a building hasn't gone unnoticed from the outset of this abuse-athon in 04-2002, and still continues to this day. My employer couple seem to have an unerring knack for this, and also when I am at my vehicle retrieving work supplies.
06-02-2020
I purchased a pair of noise cancelling headphones three days ago to deal with effing noise onslaught from the adjacent Upper Bench Road. Same Hifi shop in Kelowna, a second visit a week apart). And they work, as long as I don't get any extra-conventional fuckery to cause them to mess up. But of course the headphones didn't work at first, so (I presume) they can calibrate me without wearing them first, and later with them on as a second attempt a few hours later "somehow caused" them to work. Imagine that; same as nearly every audio device or component that I have purchased for the last 20 years. They just "happen" to fail to work at first and then later function normally.
Though too, they may have later reasons to sabotage the device again, as they brought that to my attention many times in the past. The first notable audio gear sabotage fuckery was early on in 2002, when I took my reliable Sony Discman to the gym and ran on the tread mill, and the assholes decided they didn't like me listening at a moderate volume and then proceeded to reduce the volume (in my headphones), and no amount of attempted compensation with the volume adjustment would work. That wasn't the first remote hack of an unconnected device, but it signaled their meddling with audio gear, which continues to this day. And too, one has to wonder how do they know what the volume is at it reaches my ears by remote means? I don't know, but again, it wasn't the first time that they seemed to know what I was hearing at every moment.
These new headphones come with internal batteries to run the adaptive noise cancelling microphones, and have five buttons or ports on them. And they run Bluetooth, a common feature in consumer electronics, though the first time I have entered into this technical realm. And said buttons are multi-modal just to add more hidden features; hold for 5 seconds, hold a certain three buttons for 10 seconds etc. The utter depravity of user interface dysfunctional design is still with us. Not only that, some buttons are very easy to "inadvertently" press while placing on one's head, all to find out that the normal function has been messed with, begetting a vexing excursion to find out how it got messed up and to restore it. With Bluetooth and a 3.5mm jack, plus cell phone interactions (e.g. taking a call and stopping the music), multimodal functions, ear wear sensors to stop the source device (in Bluetooth only I found) and a cell phone app to optionally control or set the headphones, it is a Psychopathic exploitive delight in terms of multiple sabotage options and to piss me off in an attempt to recover normal listening. Never mind the headphone features where continued button pressing gets four levels of noise cancellation and no display of which one is selected. (A pre-recorded voice describes the button pressing action, but "somehow" it didn't work today). And besides, they can shut devices down anytime they like, as they did today with the digital audio player.
Plus, they add to the headphone wearing fuckery by creating itchy sensations in the corners of my eyes which need to be immediately relieved, all to force me to remove my work gloves, remove my headphones to then remove my eyeglasses to then attend to the itch. They just love this kind of disruptive fuckery, and all the more so when headphones are playing. Other headphone fuckery is to slowly move them on my head to a point they are about to fall off. After all, they are magnetic devices, and the Psychopaths use magnetic methods for most everything. The last measured magnetic flux around me was about 1800milligaus about 2010, when 0.5 is normal background level. I have been looking for a magnetic flux meter app for my phone but don't seem to have much traction in finding one to install. Assuming it isn't compromised of course, another common tactic of theirs.
Headphone use is a particularly fraught battleground of extra-conventional fuckery, so we shall see how long this one (noise cancelling) lasts before something goes wrong. The road noise onslaught from the adjacent Upper Bench Road and especially the most loathed noise in the universe, the HD motorcycle noise, have for now, been noise cancelled in these new headphones. But that doesn't stop the noise harassment fuckery though; the number of sudden punctuated noises has increased, the ones that get through the noise cancelling headphones from afar. These, so far, are car horns, a new noise to the noisescape of this particular locale. Well done assholes, and totally predictable.
Eye, ear or head itches have increased considerably these last 6 weeks, perhaps 20x/day now, when I had less than 6x/day (assuming I noticed). So I suppose this serves the headphone use interruption fuckery, though it has been a long standing method of inducing work or effort delay, and also, very likely some kind of remote energetic interaction determination.
06-02-2020
The above mentioned near leveling dysthymic fugue has diminished some in the last two days. I changed up a recent (three weeks ago) Rx (as in dropped it altogether), changed up my long running breakfast diet and I have finally pulled out of this near crippling pox. As to what exactly the problem cause is uncertain, but I better. BTW, long past experience is that the Psychopaths can remotely invoke depressive conditions to severe levels. I wonder if this is another method of remotely forcing someone to make lifestyle changes, all the way to no life at all. Just wondering. Anyhow, I am going to take some more iron IV infusions next week and maybe this will help. Curious that these didn't help my iron levels in 12-2019. We shall see. And too, it might be related to all things magnetic and the rest of the Psychopathic fuckery that goes with that.
Enough patter for a posting, and perhaps next posting I will get political on Covid19, the present riots (on racism- a fucking joke), and the decent into lawless governance as it seems. More succinctly expressed as "loot on", we got the police hog-tied. Why even their own police station was allowed to be trashed FFS.
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