Saturday, February 27, 2021

Terrorist Report: February 28, 2021. I am being poisoned through my furniture. Yes, a covert stealth form of toxicity sprayed on furniture that I inhale.

 This terrorist operation/organization/global conglomerate entity with it's multifarious tentacles of Power extending and grasping onto everything possible it can steal, rob and destroy and then claim all as it's natural right of entitlement: they are stealth, theft, lies, obfuscation and underhanded ploys glorified.

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The poisoning of my furniture has been ongoing for at least a decade. My body is too injured from so many attacks (nightly for years and years) to actually continuously clean and bed and fight and pay to repair these damages and buy and pay for items that are quickly destroyed so that all I do is clean and clean and pay and fight every single day to not be submerged in fungus, mold and toxic substance poisoning. I have not been able to defend myself to 7/8 of what is required for years simply due to the effect of poisoning making me paralyzed with hardening poisons that I must literally "rip" out of my cells and my viscerae every day that I am finally able to detox just a small bit that expands and leaves me absolutely too ill to think, move or accomplish anything for hours upon end, day after day, month after month, year after year.

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Thus, yesterday I realized that that furniture that I have in this tiny studio--one couch, a huge bed (Queen size) that takes up 1/6 of the room or even a bit more than that. I also have one table and on the patio what had been a new set of wicker chairs and a small plastic-glass table is all broken, substances have been poured so the metal frames of the chairs are all broken and the table has been eroded by this substance. If I touch these items my hands stink of rotting metal that is eroding due to these chemicals. However, in doors, the "bed" that I have is actually a stinking box spring with holes cut into the sides with fungus, mold and other horrific stinking substances that never erode, never fade (but are always resprayed once I leave this room and the terrorists rush into spray stinking filth all over my home--clothing, furniture and put filth on the floors, grime and grease on the walls and into the refrigerator and every single place is corroded with stains, smears, grease, stinking substances that don't come off using any means.

The box spring (with no mattress) I salvaged a little by putting a thick plastic tarp over--(really a huge table cloth that has a dark sort of slip-proof backing). The material is very thick and solid and is of a double thickness with the top plastic coat and the bottom anti-slip almost corrugated bottom. On this bed I also obtained a foam padding that has the appearance of a sponge in texture. It of course absorbs like a sponge any nasty odors that the terrorists spray on it. The terrorists thus slashed a huge knife cut into the plastic--an elongated slash that was one yard in length--into the plastic--and the stinking box spring that I have sprayed so repeatedly with every kind of bleach and cleaning substance--stinks so absolutely because it is continuously resprayed with fungus by these terrorists who rush into my room to obtain their nasty and dirty promotions by being a part of this nasty and dirty terrorist operation. I only saw this yesterday because I was strong enough to spend, literally, 10 hours cleaning the blankets and sheets I placed over this plastic area to try to have some kind of padding that I could also take off and wash. I have to wash separately all these layers of blankets which have been sprayed but the odors that seeped out of the slash in the plastic was absorbed by the foam padding (a huge, very thick and dense material but the entire thing stank which means it was sprayed and didn't just absorb the toxins and poisons in just one area). I had to spray the foam with three different cleaning substances, tape up the slash and then spend the entire day cleaning the blankets because the washing machine that I was given by this landlord has been broken and will not operate on the spin cycle and barely operates at all. It worked perfectly when I moved in two and a half years ago. I have used it rarely because I mostly hand wash clothing (endlessly, day after day so much clothing is stinking from having been sprayed with disgusting and foul substances, every day over an dover and that is all I have been doing for YEARS is cleaning up their filth from my clothing, furniture and my body which remains corroded with their filthy poisons which act absolutely on stealth to penetrate the body and it is 100% unrecognizable --thus you smug people out there reading this should be aware that many of you could so easily be poisoned unaware by your beloved fascist Nazi and mafia "friends" who you obey, follow and laugh and gloat as you participate in these actions).

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Like wise the rotten couch that has been sprayed so many times the disgusting material covering these couches is rancid. I have put two layers of plastic over these pieces of furniture and just three days ago, before I went shopping, the plastic piece just covering the top layer of the couch was pliable and there was a knife slash in it that I patched up. This morning I had to readjust the upper piece and it was had been doused with a damaging chemical so it's brittle and cracks upon any slight touch--having to spend more money for tape to patch this up and then repairing. I write this now because this is a deliberate murder attempt albeit slow and unrecognizable because it takes so long for the corrosive effect to be visible and it's very stealth and done in such ways that my very injured body can't continuously recheck endlessly for these hidden attack areas while I'm fighting to clean and clean the more visible stinking items that I must spend all day every day cleaning--and that still won't cover the areas that are made filthy and in all this cleaning I can't actually clean things that are dirty like dusting and things like that--my body can only take so much my entire spine is coated with poisons that are so hard you can pound a fist upon it (lightly) and it is hard, unflexible "shell" that has also pulled my body completely out -of-alignment.


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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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