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• Why this book was created.
• What you can find For you in this book.
• Scientific projections of the book.

This book was created in the beginning, as a way to concentrate my sanity in a nightmarish situation. Also in honor to the education that my parents and two countries gave me. All of them were under attack when I arrived to an airport and a climate of extreme violence was created around me. I was explicitly told that I was going to die while at the airplane. In the beginning, when I arrived to the airport it looked like too much, but when I suffered the sequel of the airplane at the airport - at a higher level - and I was attacked by psychotronic weapons as soon as I left the terminal, I changed my mind and regrettably, my normal world went away. I dived back to the terminal in complete panic.Other people under the same circumstances have died or are in a hospital now.

You can find a series of techniques which are currently applied over a wide spectrum of the population and not commonly revealed. Some of these methods are very dangerous for both the health of your body and your mind.

All the information of the book is based on real facts and scientifically proven. If the reader focuses on the information provided will understand that there are a number of factors acting upon him / her that can seriously affect the health that all human beings are entitled to. The problem is that all is invisible. In the kaos that is created, those who apparently attack in fact are sometimes helping. And those who apparently are helping are really attacking. There are two kind of firefighters, the ones who are brave and risk their lives and protect you. And the ones who start a fire or pay for a fire to start and then seem to be carrying out their job. This book, hopefully, will help you to know who is who.

• First Visit
• My Life at Edmonton

I first visited Canada invited by Val who at that moment was my girl-friend. We had been dating for about six months or more before , while she had been visiting the USA. At that time she told me that she was trying to open a .com company in Santa Monica and was looking for personnel for the company.

I was working in a hotel in Long Beach, which was for me a temporary job while I tried to get a foot into Long Beach University, where I applied for an Oracle Database position more or less at the time that I knew her. I had also visited the Department of Mathematics and explored the possibilities of job there, as well the Post-graduate department, where I wanted to spend a grant of $5,000 that I had earned while working for Americorps.

At that time, also I had attended a conference about Qt that took near the Long Beach Airport. In a way, my going to the conference served a dual purpose, First: what I had been developing in Debian, Second: The Department of Mathematic's chief had told me that the only thing he was interested in at that moment were people who knew embedded languages and the Qt platform was the nearest known thing that I had at hand to get into embedded programming.

In parallel with all this I had also focused in PHP/MySQL/Ajax/JavaScript and that is the technology that I showed Val as something that I could work for in the company. Apparently it was a good fit for her and she hired me as Vice Director of Technology. At that time we were not dating yet.

At the time of this first time arrival she had told me that there was a possibility that she were pregnant, according to the symptoms that she had experienced - she had like fainted at the airports sometimes.

I had several conversations with Pat, who would later would be my mother in law. She always behaved like a very polite and intelligent lady, very careful about the future of the family. It looked like a good environment and the character of the people of Edmonton was good. So I started to think of a new life with Val and her family. It made a perfect sense.

No wonder, in one of the trips that I made to Canada I brought books that I considered would instruct me about how the political situation was in the USA , there were many things in that area which I ignored. I knew that I was an extremely technical person and that I did not have knowledge of many things that were going on in the country. I strongly believe that these books were among the main reasons for me to be targeted when I came back to the States. Together with the fact that I also started to explore videos and literature informing about 9/11 that were not frequently found in the libraries of the USA, but were common information in Canadian ones. The books were Against All Enemies, The book of Al Gore about Global Warming and another book about how the extreme right church was influencing the political spectrum of the country.

An additional factor was that my computer was not returned to me when I came back in one of the trips. It delayed a considerable number of days. It happened to other passengers that were in the same flight that I had taken to Canada. It was a flight with a stop. It was in the stop where the stopping of the luggage of the passengers took place.

Important events

I asked Val's mother, Pat if a condition that she had was in the degree of extreme before marrying her. I simply said that if she reached that condition I would not marry her immediately. Did not say anything else. I was told that she did not reach the condition, that tests had been made and she had been told by the doctor that she did not reach that level. Two weeks after arriving from our honeymoon, Val took me to the doctor woman and she told me completely the contrary. The test had proven that she reached the extreme, that really shocked me. And I started asking myself questions. First of all - why was that happening?.

The doctor gave me a booklet in silence when I was leaving the office. The book explained the details of the extreme conditon and how it had transformed the lives of many couples. There was a conclusion to extract from the attitude of the doctor and the content of the book. I had to make a decision. I thought for about a week. I was just a matter of thinking about me and leaving the marriage or staying. I decided to love Val and stay. From that moment on I just tried to fix things and not read more about what the book explained. I do not think that I was wise.

Several events that took place before and after our marriage certainly can be explained through the explanations that the doctor gave me. As a matter of fact, it is the only conclusion to, what I am going to refer to as 'sudden changes' of behavior. Unfortunately, this condition can be inherited. One of the biggest pains in Val's life was to struggle with this fact. And I did not realize about that. From that moment on, practically, she fell into a state of dreaming at least 14 hours a day. I took care of the food and entertaining the kids until around 10:00 AM when she woke up. This was going to have specific consecuences that I do not consider proper to explain here.

While visiting FL, arriving from Bahamas, I went to South Beach briefly to say Hello to all people that I had known in the area and were accessible in a short period of time. I had planned to do it in about 2 hours. The next two hours were dedicated to buy a gift to Val. I bought something from an expensive brand.

Two things happened in that opportunity.

First:
The checks that Val had given to me had no backing, my account had negative numbers for the first time since I had created it. Another thing that happened at that time I went to the Bank of America located at Lincoln Road and Washington Ave. The money that I had put in the bank as a result of the checks that Val had given me in payment as a subdirector of the company was not there. For the first time I had a negative balance in my account.

Second:
While going to join with Val and her mother at Alton Road a young man addressed me in Lincoln Road, on the way to Alton Road, and said that - we are going to kill you, he signaled to his neck and made a killing gesture, as shooting. He was white, tall, slender and had green pants. It was really graphic the way he acted. He was walking behind me and I stopped to let him pass by and take a good look at him. I spent days, after getting back to Canada, what was all about.

I had been out the area for about 2 years, I was wondering what kind of hate could have exist in someone against me after such a period of time. When I met Val and her mother at Alton Road, I was really concerned when I met them and from that moment on, one strange premonition in me remained associated to that threat. At the moment of this writing, I firmly believe that a hate crime was in progress. What really happened when I lived in that area is that I never knew how different groups worked, and I really did not feel belonging to any of them. I was friendly with some communities and viceversa. This man seemed to be a hater and did not make any effort to hide it. I had never had threats to my life before in such an explicit manner.

When we left Miami Beach, with me still thinking about the man who had threatened me, we were victim of a very racist action. I prefer to talk about this later. The area, though, was very well known for issues related to racial discrimination. In at least two occasions it had happened to me before. I realized then, only partially, that as we were an interracial couple we would have to face situations in several places. I do not think that I spent enough time and went deep enough into this. They did things that apparently drove the people out of their minds sometimes, so racist they were. At the moment that I am writing, I feel that I was not capable to perceive how racist some people and communities are in Florida.

While staying in Canada I received some pictures of my family. I was scared of what I saw. I had never seen my parents so thin. I had already been very concerned about the fact that they were not present in the wedding ceremony. As is usual in our island. So I decided that I had to take care of my family at that very moment. And I asked the person who had sent the pictures what was better, to go to Cuba immediately or go to the States and finish the citizenship. I was told that if I went back to Cuba maybe I would not be allowed to leave the country, so I started to make plans to be employed by a company in the States and comeback. I contacted and talked with different potential employers. When one company in Santa Monica offered an interview I came back and went to the interview. Val took me to the airport with the kids.

2008 - I came back

• Arrival.
• Jobs.
• Special Events.

Arrival
As soon as I arrived I went to the office of the company that was going to interview me. After the interview the person in charge - not the one that I was supposed to meet though - told me that I could take care a test immediately. I had been travelling for about 8 hrs. I told him that I preferred to take the test next day and eat at that moment because I was tired after the interview. He did not respond to my call the next morning and he did not respond to my emails from that moment on.

First place where I stayed in Santa Monica. Adjacent to it first job in the city. Also there I was stolen my suit and made a report to the police. They found the guy who had stolen the suit. Never got the suit back.

I decided that I was going to try with another company in the next days and that, in the meantime, I was going to apply for a job at the tour office adjacent to the Hostel. I got the job after talking with the owner. Four days after he told me that probably I was not the best fit for that job. He paid me and that was it. I was in the process of applying for other companies when I received a call from Val. We had been talking several times before on the phone. This time the call was different. Do not want to get into details here. I was surprised and started to ask me questions again. There were several people from Canada in the hostel. There was a Canadian girl, black, extremely well educated and brilliant in her behavior. She talked with me about the call and she explained me things that at that moment did not make too much sense too me. Very serious things.

• Arrival
• Reports
• Jobs
• Attacks

Arrival
Arrived to this place around 2001. Started to leave at 7955 Collins. This was a nice place near the beach. It was also the first place where I perceived something that I could not understand as possible. I felt that tbere were people like watching me from the adjacent room and commenting about my activities. At that time I considered it extremely unlikely to happen. I found out, in different occasions, that people had entered my room, under different pretexts. The manager of the building found an excuse, in two occasions - after the incidents . I consulted with the Surfside police about that.

I believe that at some point I made a police report in this department. After that I moved to different places and made numerous police reports always due to the same reason, home intrusion. In one opportunity I was able to see, while living at Washington street, how somebody left the room through the window - I made a report about this.

Another time I was able to record five men accessing my bathroom while reparing it. After that I remember that the flow of water in the shower was very thin - I was leaving across the Delano Hotel at that time. Years after this incident, I heard of people installing devices in showers and irregular work of devices after that. One more time while leaving in Washington - and renting a hotel room - I heard the voice of a man, Martin - who had been about to be arrested while I was a supervisor at Hispaniola Way due to sexual offense - making comments as if he were seeing me while at the bathroom. It was, again, something that was out of the boundaries of what I considered possible. No wonder I made a comment about this to a person that I do not want to mention here, exactly at the moment that it happened and in three other opportunities. it was just something too out of the ordinary.

In another unforgettable moment I was able to record five men accessing my bathroom while reparing it - I was leaving across the Delano Hotel at that time. One more time while leaving in Washington - and renting a hotel room - I heard the voice of a man, Martin - who had bean about to be arrested while I was a supervisor at Hispaniola Way due to sexual offense - making comments as if he were seeing me while at the bathroom. It was, again, something that was out of the boundaries of what I considered possible. No wonder I made a comment about this to a person that I do not want to mention here , when I occurred.

At this moment in my life I think that I should have followed up all these incidents in a more detailed and serious way. I was - and I am - unaware of the way criminal groups work. But blackmail seems to be one of their strong points. And long memory. I feel that all these events could be connected to the theats that I received from T. - you are going to commit suicide and A. - I will put your picture all over the world - in 2001 and 2000 respectively. I had heard of retailation but I had never suspected the ways it takes place. Both incidents were mentioned and documented in the records of recognized organizations in USA.

At that time consequently, I had been targeted by organized crime. There were people who - unknown to me - danced in the clubs, any kind of clubs you went to, mixed in the crowd. But they apparently were not dancers, but rather like enforcers of opinions. I wanted to be a DJ and visited a number of clubs, exploring the music and the environments, without any specific attachment to any club and without belonging to any specific group. Most of the time I spent in Miami Beach was living alone. My main concern were get deep into Linux, music, use my synthesizer to create music, etc. I was the perfect victim for this kind of people, who apparently entered in your room and monitored your life to create movies or something worse

It was a mixture of criminals and people who supplied them with means and devices that criminals usually do not have

It is obvious for me that I had been targeted by criminal groups. Documents disappeared from the room and there was a special emphasis in accessing my storage place and take away any pictures that I had taken of my life. Specially in New York. I was always curious about this. But it looked impossible, again, at that time, that your storage place was searched and robbed. But it happened. At some point, though, things reached an extreme and I made a report to the Fort Lauderdale office of Public Storage due to the strange behavior - and the robbing of a synthesizer in the premises - that I had suffered in 8/2005 while preparing my luggage to move to California. In this strange event the person that was apparently renting the space adjacent to the No 179, on the right, was present while I was packaging and made strange comments, while another guy located at the end of the corridor and seating on a small chair, an old man, laughed at the comments. The employees of the storage place also behaved disrespectfully. In a way I feel that I had been the victim of a group of criminals that I could not identify. The synthesizer dissapeared from the entrance of the building in two seconds. There was a suspicious individual seating at the entrance of the building too.

Attacks

This image was taken from the video that I made at the Hotel Claremont, Miami Beach, 2008. The man at the chair did not stop talking about transsexual who had been shot here and there. The men in the back of the picture were part of the team of the lobby. There was another team at terrace, near the sidewalk, with the explicit mission of attracting the attention of every human being that passed by towards me and reinforce the notion that I was a person who belonged to this category. In the meantime, at the lobby they carried out the same task with the people inside of the hotel and, late in the evening the activated devices that produced real sounds of guns shot. Joshua was complicit in all this. He smiled.

I made calls to the police and to the FBI. When the police came, they talked to Joshua, not to me. Joshua smiled and told lies. He seemed to be in intimate knowledge of everything that was happening.

Hotel Claremont

First picture describes the position of team 1 and one of the guys who, at the lobby seemed to be in control of the situation there. He made jokes about sex and how certain people had been shot. Gerai, in the background , talked to him in the same direction. It was a very tense and dark situation.

Second and third pictures give an idea of where team 2 was located. Redirecting the attention of everybody who passed by the sidewalk towards me with hate comments and showing media in their phones.

Fourth and Fifth picture represent the places where harassment and beating took place.

These two pictures represent places where I was harassed and beaten in Miami Beach. In another document I will give details about the perpetrators of these actions.

The last one represents the place where a man who was sleeping - or pretending to sleep - near me while homeless, beat me and broke my glasses. There was another man, apparently very sick, sleeping nearby. Next morning a group of people, who were not homeless, were talking about the incident as if they had seen it - including the moment that my glasses were wroken . The men, young ones, were walking by Lincoln Road.

There was an atmosphere of fear and threats against me all the time that I spent in Miami Beach during this period. The intensity was strange, as if somebody were extremely interested in my discredit and humiliation to the extreme. The songs were extremely aggressive and directed to be violent against me. The people of the cultures that were associated with this enjoyed everything that was happening to the maximum.

And everybody knows the kind of music that I am talking about.
There was also a strange and direct coordination of people whose function should have been to protect me with the criminals. These people, in one occasion, instigated the guys who were attacking me and let them know where I was trying to get a break. They did it without any kind of remorse or cover. It was an evident hate conspiracy at that moment. I could give exact details of the places where these issues took place. And it happened in more than one opportunity

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There was so much money invested in the campaign against me that it was evident. Even kids had been promissed money if they got violent against me. One good example of this was an incident outside of the Lowe's. In the pathway of sand between the hotel and the beach a group of kids looked at me in a calculated manner and despite the protection existing in that area followed me. I heard them comment : 'Those guys would give a lot of money if we kill this guy '. They were enthusiastic with the music and all the atmosphere that had been created around me. They chased me until the moment that I went to the beach. Once there they did not dare going on with the same. But then, to my surprise, there were people who were 'singing while they were training and running on the beach' songs related to me. In a derogatory way. Then I realized the extent of what being done.
At the appartment that I had rented. Everytime I went to the bathroom there was a group of people near that area saying things in a loud level of voice. As if they wanted that the neigbors knew about me. So the objective was to have me constantly covered with the campaign of harassment and intimidation. All day. Even when I was walking by the street there were specific spots where the people already had put their attention on me. These places were before very quiet and friendly. Something had turned them against me. I felt as if a picture and clips campaign had been implemented against me for the first time in my life I felt a very strange sensation of fear to the unknown. Later, much later, like three years after this, I heard some names. So there were many people knew who had created all these atmospheres against me.

At the moment of this update I have a better idea of what they were doing, planning and who was paying for the show. And even what was behind the show. So if you read carefully you will get into knowledge of methods and technologies that are not frequently mentioned. Even though they are part of the public domain and have many victims concerned about their use. It would also of your interest due to the particular intensity and disregard for the human life with which they are used in that area.

• Arrival at the Airport
• Living in South San Francisco
• Going to San Francisco.
• Working at parking lot and office

1. Some additional information can be found here https://peacepink.ning.com/profile/julveg
2. Individuals trying to make my life misserable previous to arriving to the airport.
3. 2008. A mixture of people carrying out all kinds of harassment while at the terminal.
4. Use of different kinds of audio devices - hi tech - for desorientation as soon I tried to leave the terminal.
5. Frightened by these actions I get back to the terminal and stay there for a week. Starts my desorientation.
6. I strongly feel that the guys responsible for all these actions were not from San Francisco but, at that time, I thought that all aggressions were local. It is impossible to describe the effect that the cold temperatures, when you do not have the proper clothing, has on you. It is like an ongoing torture that little by little starts dominating all of your actions. The only thing that you think of, when it is getting cold, it is how to protect yourself from the temperature, since you do not have the proper resources, you start inventing things like changing the position of the body, going to unprotected places that look as if they could protect you even though it were a little against the wind and the cold. All of the time you spend thinking about that. Add the fact that they have made you believe that your parents are dead and that you are HIV positive.
7. Spent some time out in the terminal's shuttle area - around 15 days - and then moved painfully to South San Francisco.
8. In the meantime, a lot of people were making money singing hate songs about me.

• 1.- Immobilized at the airport.
• 2.- Change of behavior.
• 3.- Criminal distraction.
• 4.- Frozen in the area

Immobilization at the airport was achieved by using GangStalking outside, plus the cooperation of a massive number of employees and people with special skills biasing them against me. In different opportunities there were death threats.

My behavior changed while taking into account what had happened in the other airports and adding the new set of situations created in the last one.

The criminal distraction was used when, adding to the sexual subject that was being developed, they started to spread around false information about my family and my attitude towards the family. From this moment on, they have used my family in a number of occasions to disrupt my thread of thoughts. Perhaps I should have written about this a long time ago, to give a better picture about the nature of those involved in all this.

The effect of all the methodologies used in the above described sections had the effect of freezing the person who was submitted to this treatment. I ended up wandering about the whole airport. First the shuttles, I took one shuttle after the other; then the stairways, where I started to sleep. When I asked if there was any shelter around I was told that only in San Francisco. When in fact the Bay Harbour shelter was near the airport. Apparently this was done due to the sex attacks.

I spent like seven days inside of the terminal and fifteen around the airport before being told about the Bay Harbor shelter. Sleeping in the stairways was difficult. In many occasions they placed a car, usually a small truck near the place where I tried to sleep and then they played hate songs, mostly hip-hop at that time. Later other type of musical movements joined the campaign, but this was long after the airport events.

Once they have you immobilized, they start to work with the criminal groups to harass you to the point of desperation, where anything can happen to your mental stability or your health. Money is of paramount importance at that moment, that is why people who do not have the support of their family or are not wealthy become homeless. Nobody would like to live the life of a homeless, there it is easier for the guys that want to destroy you access you, your property, etc. And they can influence the people in places like dormitories and where you get your food in such a manner that your life becomes very misserable. And then your whole world dissapears and you enter the world that they have created for you.
At the time that I was attacked in this way, there were practically no regulations in what refers to sex in important sectors of the life of the society. So people in those sectors thought they could abuse freely of people accused or perceived as belonging to the LGBT.

To make the matter still more complicated, I have seen and heard LGTB people collaborating with those who want to destroy me. Others have been very polite and have warned me and explained about the way that the different layers of the society interact. Something absolutely unknown by me. I realized that since most of my life was spent in big and liberal areas, there was a lot of misperception about what the rest of this country was. Besides, the country itself changed so much that even the citizens were stranged at the things that were and are happening. I feel, again that I have been selected as a Target of Opportunity in the context of a political revenge.

As soon as I arrived to the airport my first thought was, how do I figure out a way to join to my family, which was the objective that I had when I arrived from Canada. I called a religious person from the airport and started to figure out the way to get some money to survive until I could get a ticket and go to New York. When I saw what was happening at the airport I decided not to stay in San Francisco that is what happened after that was to force a person to stay in the area. Mastering communications in total way during the interactions of that person with the environment. People included. Everything was distorted and manipulated at the will of those who wanted to retain me there and destroy me with methods absolutely unknown to me. These methods were applied alongside the whole Bay Area.

At that airport I felt 'like sold as a commercial object' to the media. Who did it I did not know. But it was obvious that some people were going to take advantage of my arrival to that area in the worst possible way. There was a woman who took pictures of me while I was laying on the floor. Exactly as if she were taking pictures of an object. And something that I will never forget is 'how she smiled' .

Later there were employees commenting about how much the criminal groups were offering for me 'literally'. There were aggressive songs against me as soon as I put a foot out of the airport. From the parking lot. Everything was staged in careful and horrible way to make me feel frightened. That, together with the rumors of me as a HIV positive, made impossible any normal communication. On the contrary, negative attitudes were found everywhere. And this was one of the pre-conditions for me to go to live under the tree.

And another big advantage they had was that I absolutely ignored who my enemies were and thought that everything that was happening to me in different places was local.

From the moment that I was forced to stay in this area on, I have represented business for different groups with different agendas. Always using superior monitoring, they have been able to destroy everything that I want to construct. Including my health. It is the first time in my life that I am afraid of going to a hospital to take care of my health, due to multiple bad experiences.

From the moment that I left the airport on, there was going to be a lot of electronic attacks. And it was a big component of the destruction of my life.

Before moving out of the area of the aiport I make an effort to make sense out of what was happening to me. I started to faint on the floor and remain there motionless, whatever happened. First time this happened outside of the airport was at Burlingame. There I spent the night near a hotel at the coast, outside. In the evening the water system rained on me and I could not move - so tired and frightened I was - and the employees laughed at me while observing. One of them said that the water was poisoned and I, completely frightened, went the next morning to see the administrator. He told me that the water was bad but not poisoned.

At the time that I am writing this - 2012 - I believe that there was a complot orchestrated, somewhere before I arrived to these areas. And by very powerful people, to create a fictitious persona of me. And that many people, for one reason or another, were synchronized with that. They way that the whole thing affected me was this: an immense psychological attack .

During that evening several guys were around me saying that I made their task of killing me easier by staying outside of the hotel.

Next thing I did was going to the Westin nearby and ask for some help to verify if my parents were dead or not. I asked to see somebody in the hotel who could help me with that. Next thing that happened was that they called the police. The officer did not pay any attention to what I was saying, said that he had a friend that could help me and, all of the sudden a car came and I was told that I had no choice, that I had to get into the car . They took me to the hospital to undergo a drugh test and be analyzed by a psychiatrist. There I heard things that gave me the impression that, for some reason, they considered me some sort of sex problem, they mentioned Europe and looked at me really weird. From that moment on, during a long time, any complaint was directed to the psychiatrist, the guys who were harassing and attacking me in many places, sometimes using very sophisticated devices and techniques, did not exist. The songs instigating to my death, widely disregarded, I was leaving in one world and they were living in another.

There were several things that most of the population of the area believed when I was there

• I was HIV positive.
• I was a person who had had some sort of sex career.
• My parents were dead and I had laughed when they had died. This was continuously reinforced by the criminals with songs and street theater.
• There were more lies orchestrated - as far I could see at that moment - at the Hotel Claremont, where there had been such attacks that I had to take the decision of leaving the hotel and the area.

The location of the tree was near a power plant. I stayed there, isolated, most of the time. Thinking of how I had been contaminated with HIV. How it was possible. Was it my wife?. She looked very healthy. I had had no sexual contact with anybody else . When had it happened?
I spent so much time thinking about this that my mind practically left this world. Everyday was waiting for a new symptom. I guess that this is the moment in which my behavior changed radically

Obviously I made attempts to leave the area. Only to be rejected by the population in ways very aggressive. Sometimes before arriving the area there were people that somehow, knew that I was arriving and screamed for me not to reach their neighborhood.

The only solution that I had was to leave this country, and that was my next move.

What I found was blocking of communications and of money going to the bank. Because of the sensitivity of this information I will be very short. But it happened and I documented it timely. My perception at this moment is that, with a variety of methodologies, all unknown to me, the main objective was not let me leave the country and submit me to different tactics to destroy me in character and physically. It is only due to a miracle that I can write these words, they have orchestrated everything so well, and I have been so isolated and attacked, that at this moment, according to their plans I would be taking dangerous medicines in a hospital. I felt so bad taking those medicines that I sent myself into research. And that is how I explain what is happening to me now. But they were able to deteriorate me so much that physically I still suffer a lot.

It is only After certain time that you start thinking why there was so much interest in destroying you as a person. I think that I was taken as a proxy for a sex campaign and that my status as immigrant helped the attackers, since I was going to be used to deter people from doing certain things, attending certain places, and they were going to dehumanize me to the extreme. I felt that, somehow, my privacy had been violated, but when I requested information I was never informed. It happened several times. It was also remarkable from those moments on, the actions of 'Vigilantes' making my life misserable. This happened in different counties..

And one of the most disagreeable aspects of the whole thing is that they make money out of the disgrace of the people. They have songs 'I have figured this out due to repetition of the subject by different individuals that I come across with' that talk about the time that I spent under the tree. They present themselves as brave people and then they name me 'chicken'. I wonder which is the number of suicides from 2008 on about similar subjects and if those who committed suicide were victims or chickens . And above all, why do they want to consider the whole thing normal? In other people human beings are not treated like this.

• They carefully analyze data at the different places to select the victims.
• Once the victim is selected they contact the criminals, the musicians, the street players and more.
• They talk with their partners in the media.
• Hi-Tech, criminals and providers.

They select the tecnologies that will be applied.

Can you sleep normally after that when the other elements that were played at the airport are still in your mind? What is the time of recovery for that? This is an important element. Because they try to slow you down by shock. Or you die with what they are doing or the doctor prescribes pills that turn you into an idiot and consequently you lose the battle, or you recover when it is too late. They enjoy that.

There are might be other reasons for the selection of the victim.

• They talk with their lawyers to see how they can get away with what they are doing. After all, it is all business.

  But this time they have extended the range of victims too much. The next victim is you. Why? Even a kindergarten kid would understand that with all the information that is going to be known about a person in this country anybody who has access to it can destroy you completely.

  It turns out that now if a former boss - that did not like you - had send Miguel, for example, to a club to set you up in different ways and then make a drama of it and then tell his version of the set up and document it, THAT is going to be legal and accepted. At some point I worked in a place where ther was a guy like this and was warned that I had to act against him. I did not do it. Do not make the same mistake if you are reading this.

  At the time that I interacted with this individual that was criminal and was blackmail and conspiracy to destroy a person. This kind of people only enjoy destroying and controlling through innuendo. And they are dangerous. I cannot add more - for the time being.

Especial attention is given to not let you recover at the hospitals They have been granted permission to enter the hospitals and harass you. I want to believe that the personnel in the hospitals ignore that they activate devices that can hurt you. But that would contradict my experience at the San Mateo Hospital, where, in 2010 I heard a detailed description of special weapons that are used by criminals to kill you without leaving any trace. Abou and Ryad were the ones who made these comments, as well as some patients. So from that moment on I started to research and being more worried - scared - than when I entered the hospital. It was the moment that I realized that my life could be in real danger. It added to the fear of HIV that I had at that moment and that only dissapeared when one of the doctors at the hospital ordered a test.

• How you enter.
• What you expect.
• After the hospital.

Well, you enter a hospital because you do not feel well. And then, you receive the most traumatic experience of your life and, in different occasions you leave the hospitals worse than you entered. Why? Because of Virtual Data. The employees, the patients, seem to recognize you from sort of media sometimes. They start talking about nicknames that you do not understand and talking about what happened or will happen to the person of the nickname and then laughing or threatening. Always doing something. Your discomfort increases when they start talking about death. It is not normal to talk about death in a hospital in the middle of cruel and cynical scenarios. That is what I found. So at the moment of this writing I am afraid of going to hospitals My first experience was at a Hospital One. Either they staged it very well or they were going to reallistically kill me. I spent probably the most horrible night of my life seeing how people made derogatory comments and threats. When I asked for help I found indiference.
Outside of the hospital there were cars playing aggressive songs that everybody could hear inside of the hospital. There was an old lady, with white hair, dark skinned, who said that she represented some sort of media and that the guys who were outside knew how to use their weapons. People listened carefully sometimes to her comments and other knowing what was going on and disliking it, pretended not to notice what was going on. At some point she was insisting so much in the kind of weapons and the violence that one of the security people of the hospital asked her what she was doing there. Since she was not ill and it was an emergency room she was asked to leave. I will never forget this woman, I think that I saw her again when I was forcibly internalized, two years later.

My Second Experience was at Hospital Two. Here, while I was entering a guy that seemed to belong to a criminal group made explicit comments how how a piece of metal was going to be used to kill me. Less than a minute after that a police from the hospital appeared as if to deter him. When I went looking for treatment one of the guards talked about how he would proceed to let other people kill me. and he was talking about it with another guard . I had gone to the hospital for a test of HIV. They could not do the test at that moment, so they monitored my pressure and other parameters and told me to come back the next morning. Left the hospital without finishing the test the next morning due to what I remember of the previous night.

Third experience was being consulted by a doctor and having people listening to the contents of the conversation through the adjacent wall and not even disimulating that they were there. As if to coerce the doctor that he had to do what they wanted him to do.
So you can imagine yourself information to a doctor and knowing that there are people listening what your talking about and that the doctor knows about this situation and can do nothing about it.

Fourth experience is when they use electrical devices from locations near to the room where you are at the hospital - while forcibly internalized - the pace of your heart increases and the pill that you are taking let you in a deplorable state of coherency. Then they beat the patient next door like in an infernal movie and then the next morning, referring to the beating they say smiling 'Here is your call to New York'

The fifth experience is when you are out of the hospital thinking how everytime you refer to an episode of harassment or attacks at the bus or in the street the dosage of the medicine is increased and why it is always impossible to start an investigation about that and why sometimes there is hypochresy in those who treat you because they refer to you with nicknames almost in your presence and suddenly, to add to all that, while you are waiting in the parking lot of the hospital, an employee - a woman - passes by your side and says 'I am sorry it is nothing personal, it was an order, and then mentions the name of a famous criminal singer.

There is more. But I hope that this gives an idea of how happyy I should be going to those centers after being treated nicely in some of the best hospitals in the world. Having someetimes worked for them.

• The fictitious scenario of equal opportunity created after spreading so much negative information - in a way that contradicts the principles of the United Nations - should also be investigated. It is refined cynism to say that a person can work properly when the people can exchange pictures, songs and clips instigating to his death. That person should be allowed to leave the country as soon as possible.

  My attempts to return to my country were blocked since I arrived to San Francisco. In a way not perceived by those who were watching -
  

  the show

  - the extreme surveillance that was used allowed them to block my communications in the bank and stopped money from reaching there. Also I was blocked in my phone communications and completely destroyed mentally with false information about my health and my family. Communications that I tried to establish to get back my money from the apartment that I rented - the deposit - were blocked continuosly. It was total control over me in a none declared way. All this terrorized me in a deep and difficult to describe manner. Those responsible for all this are laughing now. Many people have committed suicide from that moment on, due to the exchange of pictures in the way described. I have stood much more punishment since then. Maybe somebody had to explain what is going on and God chose me.

• A factual analisis of the period in which the actions against me took place is necessary. First of all the kind of sexual attacks that I suffered is very difficult to be repeated and people more protected currently could try to disregard all what happened to me as something exaggerated. It is not. At that time there was no goverment policy considering the issue of the transsexualism and it was still implemented the - Don't Ask, Don' Tell - policy. Since there was an evident desire to make an example with me, all the weight of the lack of regulations in these two different fields fell on me. It should also taken into account that there was an evident desire to make all what happened with me a political issue too.

• There is an evident conspiracy in not acknowledging my skills in software. It has happened in several occasions. In Daily City a man saying that I did not complete a project for him in Wordpress. I feel that somehow this guy was serving somebody because I found him in suspicious circumstances in Redwood City, did not want to accept any option that I gave him and followed me with his wife in a car up to Palo Alto. He behaved as if he had been paid for it. Later on in Watsonville, my evaluator did not know Joomla and discovered that it was written in JavaScript and said that he was testing me; besides he like to play songs with sexual content when I was present. I have the title of the songs in the Internet. The use of music - in different languages - has been one of the weapons that the haters have been using against me.

Not taking the pills was one factor. I have to find out about this, and I have talked to some lawyers about that. But I don't event know how to start. Until recently I was still forgetting things.

I have to find out about who spread the false news at the airport and in the subsequent days - events that transformed my whole life. Also all the false atmospheres created by the media and other people.

Not a single day of my life I have practiced a sexual act in exchange for money. I strongly believe that these people will try to eliminate me to leave no trace of their wrongdoing. They have done it before.

All points to very powerful people, retailation and treason.

My health has been seriously impacted. Physically and in what refers to side effects, the memory and some sort of static behavior that only recently started to fade off.

It has been particularly damaging the use of non-lethal weapons. Sometimes they made me scream of pain in the evenings. They can damage your ears and accelerate your heart, I suffered that. These are dangerous individuals. And they have constantly promoted violence around me.

Since it is constantly denied the use of electronic weapons - despite the claims of many people who have suffered its effects - research on the subject is exhausting and necessary. As a result of that I have found out that there are individual versions of the systems that have been used from the space. It would explain why, from the area where I heard individuals near me, a very piercing sound emerged. Also why the signals that came from the space were reinforced from those areas, above all during the evening. When I was along, without many people in the neighborhood, it was always worse.

For two Years these people were transmitting through these devices that I was HIV positive. Had ample knowledge of the places where I was going to take the tests and increased my fears there. Then they changed the nature of the message. Also, somehow, they activated special equipment in the buses that transmitted the sound and their criteria. At the moment that they did this most 2009 and 2010, the theme was that the criminals were going to kill me because I was HIV positive. This maintained the tension in the communities where I lived to the maximum. I was not accustomed to all this so I was getting worse and worse everytime I took a bus. And they knew it and I did not even knew why they were capable of knowing my whereabouts. So they had all elements of success in their hands, a nervous person, whirling around, whithout knowing whose his attackers were.

I am in doubt that it is really our of the ordinary what has happened to me. I have read about a lot of cases where Virtual Data destroyed life by missusing information. It looks like a plan, in certain minds, to conform the way according to their desires. And there had to be a pretext to access the info of people and do business with it. And the pretext was the war. For the young people, who do not know how their country was seen before I have only one expression : Everybody Wanted to come to the States and few, very few people, had a different opinion. Probably the main point here is that people who do not handle data has NO CLUE about the way information is processed. But it is already time that all people be more responsible about this - and avoid suffering as I have. Do not let everything to the ACLU, but read their website. It might save your life. Do you, for a second, have thought in the number of blackmails that can be structured if information from 40 years ago falls into the wrong hands. Better wake up.

They first put up a show in which you laugh at somebody. Then, in record time and with the same methodology they will make some other people laugh at you - cruelly.

Another good reason for my insisting in following up with programming is that my health was really bad and that I did not want to let them say - with some reason - that latinos and negro programmers are a matter of science fiction. And besides they managed to create a terribly negative environment in every single place that I tried to have a beginning.

I loved my wife, I was happy with her and the kids and thinking that I was going to introduce them to my family. But Virtual Data had other plans. They enjoy more cruelty than the happiness of other human beings. As a matter of fact, happiness is a word almost forbidden in their world. You the readers are smart. Think wether I am right or not and give yourself the answer. I am providing you this information FOR FREE. But it could save your life.

Everything that happened from the moment that I went to Ocean Five Hotel on is criminal. Those people were blatantly destroying my life with a powerful authorization. They were simply spreading information and authorizing mistreatment and death threats. And they are doing the same now 2012, after a period of tense relative calm