Why are we such a weak network ? It seems that the electronic info rolls out in posts all the time but where is the human contact? We need each other , for many of us we're all each other has. Why aren't we communicating more on how we are getting by, keeping in touch, giving advice and support in the blogs section. I would love for us to have more personal blogs we can support each other with.
For me lately its just been coming to terms with how many people are involved in this harassment. Mine is huge. It seems a large number of people in society have sold their souls to the devil or something. Alot of the general public and officials are involved. This is mind-blowing to me. I couldnt do this to my worst enemy - them!!!
Please keep up the contact so we can support each other and share stories.
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I'll tell the story, but you won't believe me.
I can remember being still a baby clothed in diapers, and having my father holding me up and then hearing, "Hello, hello." I started to squirm and whine a bit, and then hear, "Hello, can't you hear me?" and I start crying, thinking "leave me alone." I hear "what? you don't want it." and am then crying, trying to look over for my mom.
My dad never spoke audibly when he said that. I never heard anything like that again until about 36 years later when this started on me.
My dad holds me up to her and says, "This one's for you." So my mom grabs me, puts me on the changing table, and takes my diaper off and says, "Wha... there's not one there." and I'm just staring up at her happily, with her staring at me wondering about it. She then starts tickling me a bit saying some kind of mom-like things, and sets me down on the floor, then sits down and stares at my dad wondering what was going on.
I then start playing with a toy car in front of me that my brother that's a year older rips out of my hand, and I start crying. My dad then starts mocking me, imitating the crying.
That same brother also shoved the push lawn mower that we had when i was 3 nearly cutting my middle finger off on my left hand. It used to hurt like you wouldn't believe if I hit it on something even through my teens. It still does sometimes now, but not like it did when I was younger.
I also remember seeing a friend hold his baby up in a similar fashion mouthing words like he was talking to him. That's when I think they start, and I think they're all serving the 1/3 of heaven that was cast out.
I'm the youngest of 9 kids. My mom blessed me when she was dying of cancer, and not the 8 in front of me.
They're all doing fairly well. One that does extremely well was choking me off the ground when I was 8 and he was 16 or 17. The ones that were the harshest against me as a kid seem to be the ones that are fairly rich now.
Your perps will screw with everybody you know, everybody you talk to and strangers on the street, They get to everybody, They will slander your name to get everybody against you, They will tell you neighbors friends and everybody their slander about you and they will beleive it even if its not true. they will make up your crazy, drug addict, dirty, a criminal or what ever they can make up.
Your perps will tell them they are investigators and you are being investigated for some made bullshit and the people will beleive them because your perps also work for the government their the same shit.
The perps work exactly the same as cops cointelpro bullshit.. They did this to me but all proven false,
Cops works exactly the same as your perps do i found out.