Thursday, October 17, 2019

written October 17, 2019:

Back again, backspacing within the first word I wrote. (I am now re-reading and i see that in the paragraphs below, hackers have as usual deleted words and rewrote sentences to make nonsense.) I won't rewrite it because I need to do many other things in this short time that I have paid for the last time I can use the internet until next month.
Yeah, can't get the bugs off me. When I tried to access posts from the previous years, becuz my blog* is supposed to carry ranting hysterically-induced drugged up posts from years before and I wanted to post random posts from years ago, last Tuesday, and so forth. I am not able to access any posts from years before unless I scroll down my personal page, which is slowed down of course by hackers, and I get posts from last week and after 5 minutes, from last month, and I can't just click on a year as anyone else can. Many of the posts from years ago name names, and such types of incriminating information. AS I am without a laptop any longer, the re-editing and deletion of my former posts is a sure thing, I believe. All the years before when I wrote in hysterical rage, using mostly cursing words describing the disgusting things these stalkers teleporting me have done. Hideous but the wealthy consider this to be a stigmatic elitism of perversion ranging from pedophilia to rape, and all part of entitlement. The more violent and disgusting they operate "in private" (for cameras for the entertainment of this entrainment group) the more they are considered elite, demonstrating their untouchable legal status of being allowed to get away with all crimes possible with no social blemishes but, in reverse, promotions galore. I wanted to access those posts I wrote before I began to realize that I was drugged up to the max and that someone else was instilling words and phrases into my besieged brain.
I was not able to access posts from years back due to hacking DOS. The stalkers know what I am going to do, listening to every thought, and every action under non-stop surveillance. Usually I can access years of posts by clicking on the appropriate page on fb Timeline. Usually the years are listed and you can click on the year to access the posts. Alas not for me, as with the Paypal site also blocked and other sites blocked for access. I think the stalkers are going to delete many damaging posts and/or just delete many of what I wrote, while also re-writing as they always do.
When I tried to access the PayPal link, I have a whopping $10 in my account. I tried to get a "donation" link and since I signed into a "business" account, years ago when I paid for a website hosting service and never used it, due to drugging and hysteria and incapacitation from drugging and the stalkers putting my body out-of-alignment every single day, so I just lay in a stupor daily while writing in hysteria for "help" which of course, all I can ever do it try to rescue myself against a myriad of millions of sickening creepy stalkers.

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Once more, drilling and hammering into the steel, and cement of the room directly beneath mine. It went on for hours yesterday and is continuing on a beautiful day it was formerly peaceful but the parasites must do whatever they can to ruin my body life and everything else. A continuation of YEARS of writing these enraged, drugged up posts to a sick slime sick fuck crap society of america and euro-nazi trash influenced scum. I can't imagine that anybody with any soul or higher intelligence than Marjorie Taylor Green is reading this. I mean, you are all really at her stupid yapping banal level. I can't compliment the silent readers assuming there is anything but smirking demons some with polished rhetoric some with elaborate wealth and the ability to shoulder some intellectual conversation and EVEN conduct peer-reviewed highly recommended research on quantum physics. But when it comes to the emotional realm of hate, the unifying vision is to protect the millennia murder-enforced status quo and for the subordinate minions it is even more a vicious not-game thusly all are entrenched in this and undoubtedly scroll through the YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS AND YEARS of me writing what has only become a running joke of how nobody ever does more than applaud the shit and stupid sick scum who steal my ideas, words verbatim and then get applauds and promotions for it. I can barely write it is drilling underneath my chair as usual for over 7 years in this natural spot. The delivery I had to pick up was met with one white nazi trash shit filth who had to barge through the open doors of the glass separation of the living units and the lobby area---there usually is a bunch of creeps standing around supposedly holding the glass doors open for me when I am trudging with the half-broken wheels of a trolly cart h olding a huge laundry bag ("decor" fashion not the ugly stripes) and they just get in my way. I beckon them to stop holding the door they refuse. Once I Pass by them they smear some filth on my clothing or flick stains---if I am wearing black there are white paint flicks on the clothing--it is non-stop every doorway threshold "crossroads' these seeds of satan demons are waiting like the devil to block the passage and turn it into obstruction, negativity. It is highly symbolic. A white male came to barge through. I saw him approach rushing to get in my way as I was handing this woman who is endlessly following their instructions--the delivery person---so I asked her to arrive after 2 pm she came at 12:30---I told her to wait, I had to finish the little half-concocted post earlier always writing to try to get anybody to care no one ever does. WRiting about the sickness and ugliness of you shit hole scumbgs who are part of this, you all just love reading my desperate and being murdered posts-every day as they inflict murderous violence upon me and poisoning drugging and mutilation so my body is just broken down, aged and being killed as you all sit silently applauding this filth bunch of shit.

  When this white trash nazi shit creep pushed his way between me and the woman I was handing money to--and he came just as I had to focus m...