Thursday, January 21, 2021

It is time to tune out, turn off, and TURN ON. A time trip back to the past: yesterday at this time precisely when I was waiting for the sun. Not the Nazi Illuminati sun, but the symbol of warmth that brings life, not the revolving cycle of death and death's artificial light conducting surveillance with a huge, bright Red Eye to conduct a death culture. Tune in to the Doors of Perception.

 THE DOORS--WAITING FOR THE SUN


“If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.”

― William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell







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Now the terrorists are burning my body with their technology. In addition to endless struggle to type as hackers block keys and insert letters while I type and my brain is put into a kind of cognitive blocked and stymied condition by their electronic torture control weapons. When I see the people responsible for these attacks, at all the multi-layered hierarchical layers, I see meaningless people infused with only the desire to greedily absorb all they can from every living thing surrounding them. They claim to love their kinfolk I can't understand what kind of love that is unless their "love" is only a measure of mutual acquisition for a power structure, and thus they heave "I love you" to their terrorist friends because the real hate that they exist in and are infused by is what they wreak upon anyone else surrounding them. The doors of perception for such people are always limited to greed acquisition. I would not care about them if they would only be blocked from attacking me so I can't live without their endless psychic filth forced upon me and terror equipment that is being handed out to this huge group to attack people they want to drive down and down so they can feel elevated in all their hate and negativity. Unless they have multiple victims to attack and/or murder and steal from, they inflict their misery upon one another.

If only I could get this group off me but they have murdered so many people in order to create this insidious hate operation that has truly claimed most of this dying planet which they are consuming into destruction in all their narrow and meaningless obsession with acquiring all possible and inflicting misery upon most of the rest of the planet so they can feel relieved of all their ugliness and hate.

How many people like Jim Morrison were probably assassinated by this group is now an untold number as even in the numbers of their assassination deaths they are silenced.

IF only people who do not want to be consumed by these pig ape hyenas would only stop allowing them to continue to terrorize the planet with their organized terror operations and terror weapons that are so stealth that no one can understand what is happening and thus they don't care or want to get involved as they assume it's someone else's problem and not theirs. Thus the situation remains silenced and no one wants to be bothered. The utter "genius" of how the stealth has allowed this situation to continue unabated for years--how many I do not know but decades it's been going on and on. Even the perpetrators are themselves under attack and do not know it or care because they always get rewards for their participation in these crimes, which are also directed at them but they simply are too ignorant to care and too greedy to even conduct a circumspect analysis of their own lives or homes to see if they too are being attacked. They can be attacked non-physically with electronic weapons and subliminal behavior modification technology.

But like my step-father who delved into literature and writing books, I just want to blot this group of scum off and I so wait for my country to stop putting criminals into power who continue to pass these technologies around the fascist organizations claiming they are "patriots" and "friends" of the power "elites" who are too ignorant to care and too selfish and so well-funded they go along with every single attack and smile and laugh about it until they too are attacked, and then in their stupidity and greed they just continue the same attack terrorist system regardless once they believe that they are "safe" and untouchable. 
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Ongoing physical mutilation terrorist report: the slashing under my fingernails and cuticles so that elevated bloodied swelling continues, the fingernails and fingers swollen, cuticles completely severed-off my toes and fingers, in addition to poisons put on my toenails to harden the nails into coarse, hard plastic texture never-growing deformed twisted and blackened. The mechanical arms are constantly going underneath all the layers of protection I wear every night also into my scalp to make hair fall out--falling out in clumps once more so the little bit left on my scalp is mostly gone.//While ugly shitalina the filth torture prostituted Nazi bigot of Whorewood with the German ape scumbag rapist her ally in utter genocidal violence, promoted by Trump and the Nazi 4th Reich and Gotti dynasty mafia with Stallone, et al (gmbh ltd English monarchy ltd) and once the slash under my skin they inject poisons, or foreign substances or materials so the "mind control "terror regime can continue for HOURS upon my waking from hate skits forced into my sleep state while being teleported, while they are slashing into my body and my consciousness is teleported outside of my "prime" body.//Every day dirty ugly shitalina has her rape dirty foul "men" and herself laugh about my breasts while I am getting undressed--the poisons she laughed about having her dirty nazi scum and brown and black and jewish minions pour into my body every day for the past 15 years, with my family, neighbors, and the 4th reich death squads having done this for decades priorr to this filth creep (but her dirty Nazi daddy was involved in this contract out on me back as early as 1974 or 1975, probably 1974 when my step-father the highly skilled poet writer professor was involved with the author of Deliverance in a poets seminar in Atlanta and returned extremely embittered, and he had to change his priorities of writing he then partnered with one of the English terrorists back in 1987, in London when I went there for a summer post graduation of college--and this man is intimately connected to the English royalty as a painter and his wife is the daughter of the director of Deliverance--partnering with dirty shitalina and pit ape pitt for over 15 years but ordering my family's targeting, my poisoning (which did begin before they got their filthy leeching apparatus sucking apparatus onto my life for their endless promotions) I was sent to live across the street from this English bigot back in 1987 in the organized hate structure, and my step-father was also involved in this orchestrated plot for his own promotion. But beyond all the greed and sleaze of this group including my own family, I must state that this ugly dirty whore has looked at least 20 years youjnger while I look 30 years older from the parasitic leeching off my energy, having dirty men rape and beat me as she watches on smiling and laughing along with dirty foul shit ape pig pitt and ther est of the apes and scum of Whorewood and Congress. The joke is that my breasts are not plastic surgery like ugly shitalina's and the jokes are endless after abuse death trheats this German ape endlessly punching my head and face, getting the crap of the Steven Tyler group connected to Stallone's Italian--all with English Italian French and German fascist Nazis rushing to join into collaboration of their take-over of Whorewood with dirty u gly stupid shitalina and pig ape pitt put endlessly into the Oscars every year, as they have been taking turns since their clutching onto my life for this contract back around 2014, taking the tech from Depp and putting Musk into power along with T-rump. The rest is " history" but you all keep silencing this situation so it's more death squad censorship.

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