Friday, July 16, 2021

More on my current abuser teleporting me and why I have been writing these posts enraged and in fury as of late, an increase in number almost daily, , which is connected in part to :Phoning Fed Ex in Phuket--a mini hell that is a repeat of the phone calls I have made that are met by terrorists doing exactly the same things. I have no options except to drive a long distance to speak to this person at the Fed Ex location. Instead I have to try to phone the office. First three times I got a fax buzzing, then the call was disconnected three times. Then I phoned the Bangkok Customer service line and went through all the prompts only to get voice messages in Thai stating I pressed the wrong option. I then phoned the Fed Ex Phuket branch again and reached a terrorist who did the things that all the terrorists on phones everywhere around the world did:

 First he said he could not hear me and I had to shout as my throat was tweaked by the microchip implant so I was choking and screaming to get him to answer this basic question. Since this is an issue of obtaining my money from my account, as meager as it is, it is critical to get this information. Because I am so stuck in pain and paralysis that drive long distances to speak in person is difficult, and phoning is the most convenient, I had to bear through this ordeal.

Screaming the tracking number as in the background a group of at least 5 Thai people were shouting at the top of their throats in the background. It sounded like people screaming in a crowded bus stop. I kept screaming the numbers as my voice was cracking and choking while terrorists blocked and constricted the sphincter muscles of my throat to a choking level. This terrorist operating the phone could not "Understand" or "hear" me screaming the number 2 or 0 and I used both Thai and English repeatedly. I screamed out the 10-digit number (or how many digits the tracking # is) and he kept getting confused. In America for example I could never use either my name spelled endlessly in screaming accentuation of my last name with the f and s together of my last name too confusing for Walgreens staff answering the phone. They also could not understand my customer id number and I would shout and scream into phones as they claimed they could not hear or understand what I was saying or got confused and kept repeating the wrong name and numbers until I finally had to walk more than one mile to get to the store and then wait for 30 minutes for them to fill the prescription. That happened 100% of the time, and here in Phuket I got an answer to a simple question that the mail service would not answer and I had to go through this screaming harassment attack with this guy ignoring my screaming questions as I c hoked and yelled while he had a nearly laughter gaiety in his nasty voice--he kept interrupting me and repeating information I didn't need, of course knowing why I was phoning as they were prepared to get a group of people into the store as they kept hanging up on me and transferring the number to this fax machine so by the time I finally got them to pick up the store--which is a tiny space, was a screaming zoo as I had to scream to get an answer. Otherwise I would have to spend an hour driving to this location (back and forth) risking being hit by cars (it's on a dangerous busy street where previously cars darted out from behind parked trucks and nearly hit me, continuously as part of the attack).

I then finally got the answer I needed and hung up after having to repeat the tracking number 6 times, then repeating a question 4 times, then telling him that he was answering the wrong question and interrupting him to get him to stop 5 times because he was going into details that had nothing to do with answering the question I asked him already 4 times. 

I knew this was going to happen and that it would be difficult--but that doesn't make it easier to deal with. As I am still bereft of stress release and always under attack by this very energized German man trying his best to get every ounce of everything possible out of me and this contract combined while destroying me and my home and everything else, I need my energy to deal with finding a way to combat the tech that is literally too overpowering for me in this state of isolation.

But I am writing now about every detail wishing that someone would take a bit of compassion and think that this is outrageous and criminal and someone should help me and then actually go about doing something to alleviate this slow torture to death situation that my government and society has fully forced upon me with compliance by everyone it seems.

I am particularly stressed-out about money as I am really in a very hard situation that has been forced upon me in so many ways. The blocks to earning money have made me completely vulnerable and helpless without any support or real sanctuary to turn to.

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I am writing about every attack, at least recently I have been writing like "crazy" about these attacks that otherwise I normally can bear to a slight degree and not write of every attack. I write to get rid of much of the stress as I have no exercise, no companionship, my cats have been killed and taken away, I have no home almost no money am on the brink of every disaster I need health care and they won't leave me alone for one moment and not for one night and never....


This German man is particularly intent on obtaining whatever he can and is going about it with a fury of attacks and emotional roller coaster cycles of abuse that are enervating to say the very least. Life force sucking and draining is more apt and appropriate. He gives nothing back according to contract never says a kind thing after forcing extreme energy out of me using this tech and his playboy tricks--which I think are sleazy and he's just abusive, pornographic and demeaning insulting and violent towards me. I am not some masochist in love with an abuser I am asleep and teleported and drugged up and under hypnosis and he's using extremely powerful technology upon me. I warn readers of the future of people having access to this technology and the damage and perhaps murder they will inflict upon those they rape and abuse and possibly murder afterwards using this tech and the subliminal messaging.

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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.

  I put compression socks on my hands on top of layers of materials so my hands feel squeezed into crumpled shapes upon waking/. The ape shi...