the day and WHAMO brand new clogs brutalized - to keep the
competition down, I'm sure. Is it time for me to go shopping for a
big strong man to take on my troubles! Interesting subliminal
messaging the other morning as I was walking down the street. I found
myself singing along to an old familiar tune from the 60's called
“Lady.” I didn't think I ever knew the lyrics but they were
playing in my head anyway. Oh,
Lady, you’re there on the dance floor making me love you somehow,
don’t go thinking I don’t love you cause maybe I do… .la la la
la la!
I’m awe struck at how just about anything can be done with these weapons- anything that is of a destructive nature…. Damage your shoes, your
beautiful leather boots, clothing, family photographs that are of the
utmost importance, et cetera…. believing I suppose that if they do
enough of these evil deeds and long enough that it will impact on
target’s psyche whereby wearing him him/her down and becoming
damaged goods; studied and perfected by the CIA who set up this
unwitting human subject to be remote neural monitored to get feedback
as to the results of their efforts. The CIA and NSA are two agencies
with self-serving criminal agenda's and no thought for humanity.
Handlers are instructed to spend their valuable time doing these
dirty deeds. Brand new wool sweaters covered with pils after a two
wears; a leather hand bag beaten the heck out of to give the
appearance of being old and ragged as targeted with a laser weapon
with scrapes and scratches and white paint-like markings throughout.
They must have a headache by the end of the day having to dwell on
the down side of life.
There are two male perpetrators in my apt. building and at least one female that I know of. One of the men I identified in a convoy of cars
stalking me and left my Flyer on his beat-up car to let him know that
I know. Economically he's poor and looks beaten down psychologically;
I might even feel sorry for him - he's definitely mind controlled and
this is his life's endeavor. He hangs out at a Senior Center here in
Burlington, VT where there are likely more elderly victims he stalks.
In fact, he was 1st
identified
to me as a stalker by another target here in town about a year ago,
but I needed my own proof. This target, Kay Barnes, suffered a fatal
“seizure” last July which the coroner documented as a heart
attack. He knew nothing about the heart attack weapon. Anyhow, she
was murdered – her wiring short circuited with her heart targeted
by so-called non-lethal technology after 20 years of criminal
harassment. I ‘m convinced it was orchestrated to further isolate
this target. Just before being taken out she told me there was no
question that she’d eventually come down with cancer from the
long-term exposure to the directed energy and showed me a cook book
she’d just found for cancer victims and was so happy AND HEALTHY
with no physical problems or limitations and no heart disease evident
in this tall slender Scandinavian by descent.
What I notice about these little spy men who often drive big trucks to compensate is that they are like little boys from the wrong side of
the tracks who had poor parenting and were left to play all day with
little soldier men fighting and beating up an unknown enemy. So often
they appear to be seniors and
either ex-police or ex-militarytypes. The way I can tell this is by their body language: Stiff rigid
shoulders they carry up near their ears and a grim expression etched
on their faces and fearful of
making eye contact lest they befound out by this psychic female who is good at spotting a rotten
apple in the bunch. I went to the Post Office here in town because
an express mail package failed to be delivered overnight and the
front counter clerk went in back and brought out a very cranky little
man with the same stiff body language and disposition to go w/it…
he scowled at me saying he would investigate and find out if I had
any money coming back and would call me but that I likely wouldn’t
because of inclement weather conditions. He never called, and I
returned to the Post Office where the young lady who had mailed off
my package wrote me a check for $27.56 without any questions asked
once I presented her with a copy of the delivery receipt. She
apologized for the short, mustached little man saying that he is
“ex-military.” He is the same individual I saw sitting on the
back stoop of the Post Office six month’s ago looking at me as I
walked past and wearing a t-shirt that said: “DON’T
PRETEND THAT YOU DON’T SEE ME”.
THEY are positioned everywhere. Just as a police officer I am filing
criminal charges against for documenting a Falsified Police Report
‘to entrap’ is also EX- MILITARY as opposed to his partner that
afternoon who is not ex-military and is the nicest guy in the world.
In this particular local law enforcement agency not only is a police
officer criminally involved, but his superior Deputy Police Chief
documented in writing the same criminal involvement in falsifying
the report. They went to great lengths and must want me very badly.
There was early AM talk yesterday of reopening Waterbury State Mental Hospital saying it was needed. I couldn't help wonder why and the
convenience it would for people they want to 'house.' It was in the
'70's that the CIA was accused of being in that facility and one of
their MD's criminally experimenting on a young woman. I'll need to go
back and find it because I remember I was interested in contacting
her lawyer. The case never went forward and was settled out of
court. If I should disappear and not be heard from again you will
come to my rescue I hope and round up the usual suspects! That is,
the local police, the FBI and the politicians all of whom have their
noses dirty in this town.
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