Tuesday, June 16, 2020

Feeling Better

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.

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