This is February, and 2016 has merely begun- yet I have a string of new 'hurts' for the year, in these New year days. Yesterday, I turned a corner to leave a shopping aisle to move to another one... there was a flash of shock- came up my legs through my body and out my fingertips and brain in about 1 second or even less. Then the immediate pressure began on my eyes and emotions, "Cry, fool, cry it hurts" AS I stood shaken, and trying to recover, I began praying AS I ALWAYS DO IN THE INCIDENCE OF HELLISH HARASSMENT....And I was capable of not crying until the trauma passed. A blessing indeed.
Trying to get into the vehicle and disembark from it, to go ANYWHERE, I am given painful knees, jelly legs and hurting toes. Trying to walk to shop, I am mostly short of breath, or coughing, or expelling phlegm from my bronchi. Tortured with bronchial asthma and sinusitus, I snort along.
Last two evenings, I had painful neck, tension, legs hurting and terrible jabs of stinging and itching until my sleep med put me out of the misery. There is a splotch of RED skin, just above my left breast and just under the collar bone that looks like I have a DISEASE. It is burned there by laser or whatever they use, and is MADE to itch on their command. I put cortisone on it, and get a measure of relief for a few minutes but they can override most medication. Medication works on the nerves and senses in the area, but the perps can put such SUGGESTION in the mind, that you believe it is still bothering you.
Most of us realize that much of our 'thinking', feeling sleepy, depressed, or angry... is a lot of subliminal suggestion hitting our brain like a tsunami. We know that we are being 'controlled' to the extent they can succeed. But I am here to tell you, it is NOT suggestion when a laser beam pops me in the head, when they tip over the bile from the gall bladder or start stomach acid flowing until I burn like drinking drano: and it is not mental suggestion when I am pushed and almost fall on steps or graded walkways, just because I am old and somewhat unstable in gait. It is NOT suggestion when my nose begins to bleed all over my face and stops just as suddenly. Nor is it them just 'telling me' when I am stirring dinner and my sinus is tweaked and a stream of hot mucus just drops out of a nostril and I barely avoid throwing a dish away, (or maybe i have to). Then some of my most hateful moments are running to the bathroom, while I am 'going' all down my legs. And it has happened in my bed, but I am NOT having a problem with kidneys or stool. Just the things he does to me. All these are followed by laughing up my ear on the right side.
But there is the other side of the coin, the times they work HARD FOR THE SEX, the reason they bother with their program on me. They can put their arms around me, I feel them hug, and stretch me as I get the relaxing feeling of a great stretch and sigh. All the time they are doing that, I have a large member placed in both orifices and pressed. It is NOT as pressuring as it would be if a person was here and it be literal, but it is powerfully suggestive. My problem is NOT with having sex.... my problem is their attempt to force me to worship them, to hold them in the highest place in my life and drop ALL my family needs to do whatever they wish WHENEVER. And yes, I was told that ON THE FORUM where I met one of them, "I am your SHAMAN" "You are my slave" This was supposed to be fun and a crazy crone thread... but In my heart I knew it went deeper than that.
I am not a part of any forum or chat room anymore. and the "Abuzz" was taken down from the NYT partly because of this kind of thing. I wrote to the people and the paper, and they were not able to do anything about it but they got out of the business fast.
During this past evening, I was woken and my hands made to hurt horribly. It is like they are in a vise, and they press as hard as they can to just not break the bones. My legs are jumping and my head hurting, and no amount of sleep med will allow me to sleep. So I am living with about 3 to 4 hours in the night and one hour to two in the day-- and my health is going down of course, due to lack of sleep.
I have prayed a lot for the Lord to have them KNOW I am deeply troubled and continuously busy with a daughter slowly dying and a lot of work to care for. But they pay little attention to such things.
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