It's difficult to call reality in a war with moving targets and predators. Both of us are masked in the delusion of possibility in this jungle. It could have been or it could not have been, like the wild, wild west. There are many ways a perps can escape blame. The predators could use a singular event or time to make anyone paranoid all of the time, which is one of their tricks among others. Like some events being so terrible as to cause PTSD and other psychiatric issues that could later be diagnosed and used to discredit the individual. I suffer from a disorder that leads me to be discredited, but it's also the reason why I was targeted, I believe: money from an undesirable.
Another tactic of theirs seems to be using floridly delusional people to make us all look like lunatics. Look, if you think that they're letting you see them as individual people, you are in the wrong.
Has anyone found a way of perceiving who is real and who is fake or managed to pin down their attackers?
It's not like the idea is a delusion.
Our country has a dark past of targeting people, so it's common knowledge that it is possible. Programs like CONINTEL-PRO left a shady legacy and have inspired general distrust. This distrust causes wayward paranoia. With all this confusion, I guess the question is how do we pin them down and call them out?
I want my brain back. I am a zombie, "Living Dead Girl."
On a random note, I'm done with freedom. I want to move on to spine bending worship. I like how Kim Jong uses his words to create his civilization. What do they want? Let's just give it to them. Miss Rose doesn't like guessing.
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I have since lashed at them to get their attention, but it hasn't worked. I want my brain fixed.
Wow, that's all I can say.
I was first targeted in the military. I had some sort'of mental breakdown halfway through my tour, and CID became interest in my abnormal night activities. It was still innocent then. Then they came and called me a "rose," which if you listen to music, isn't a good thing, and I knew they had it in for me.
I ended up in the movie, "I Want to Believe." The frickin assholes took me out of context and slurred me in their cause, which was frickin mutiny against the President. I did not consent to that. Later, I confessed to it so that they wouldn't come chase me in the dark, and Putin put a picture of me dying on his site. http://rt.com/news/exorcism-st-petersburgs-parliament/ That caused me to be a target of all the people that want to save lost causes. They used their weapons to try to fix me, failed, then tried to kill me.
I stayed in Virginia, which was stupid, and they kept doing things to me to torture since they have terror squads to punish traitors, and I was technically a traitor. I got all smartmouthed/sarcastic about it because I figured I was going to die anyway, and then they really came at me. I said I was going to become the first communist leader of America and a bunch of stuff. They hit me with cyanide, but I somehow survived that night only to suffer later and at the hands of their sameday brain surgery weapons. I got stem cells, which made the headache from Hell go away (I had one for 8 months), but I'm still fighting them changing my backthoughts.