Tuesday, August 24, 2021

Update for those who may care: After many dead-end phone calls from Social Security with wrong disconnected numbers given me to speak to the person who has suspended my benefits--I was told that I was sent letters for a "Financial Review" by phone (although I was told that I was supposed to go to an in-office interview by the first agent who was hostile towards me and attacked anything that I said that could be attacked--such as "why would you think you need to speak to a supervisor?" in a very nasty tone. I kept it cool but was given a wrong number and not informed of my situation.

 Call number 3 and a polite and friendly guy is telling me that this is not a disability physical review but rather how much $$$ I may be tucking away in extra jobs or whatever--they want bank records and statements and etc. (or I was told they may need it).

And that the interview was only necessary by phone.

Really quite a horrible scare tactic replete with lies and disinformation .

It is clear I have to stop my mini-publishing debut here on Facebook and on my blog about my thoughts on this endless topic and just stick if necessary to the torture details, hoping that some day this absolute criminal situation forced upon me will somehow be stopped by a concerned and caring public--if I keep writing or if anyone lets it be known or if anything is ever done about this egregious situation of the terrorism aimed at me perpetually.

I am on hold so the storm is not yet passed and I am not in the clear yet.

My situation is so tenuous--financially and physically as well because my body is extremely frail and sick from over a decade of not only being tortured while fighting to heal, but being poisoned and polluted with my immune system at an endless all-time high level of fighting and stress levels from the 24/7 attack situation.

All the people attacking me are out partying, laughing, having a ball at their new luxury promotion lifestyles from having tortured me--the contract obviously is for one of them after the next to abuse me into a degraded and destroyed state and then probably into death after they are "finished' exploiting and sucking all they can out of me.

I am on hold waiting to try to make this essential phone appointment--which I was told two letters I never was contacted about from my mail service in Orlando never alerted me of or scanned any envelopes or information of (and ignored my requests).
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Now they are telling me that I must be at a physical location to receive a phone call for this interview. Which is the same thing as me having to travel to the US to pick up the phone at some destination. I am waiting for them to simply give me a phone number I can call to speak to someone and get this interview over with, but they are telling me that they can only phone me and not the other way around. I am back on hold once more listening to their musak and waiting for just a phone number to call someone and have this phone interview. They are still threatening my life by telling me I must have a phone where I can pick up this call. I tell them I use SKYPE but they won't accept that for some reason.

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Mutilation: Last night in deep sleep after having (artificially induced via torture invasive microchip implant technology in combination interface with extreme drugging and various other tech and drug and in deep sleep state immobility and self-defensive capability)---stomach digestive substances literally almost spewing out of my mouth in deep sleep state (this can be done with the microchip implants along my spine, into my brain, my esophagus which renders my body susceptible to many attacks which are murderous---but dredging up digestive "juices" from my digestive tract while in deep sleep state is one of the attacks which they intended to make me spew it all over my head covering last night which would have been almost like acidic vomit spewed over the many layers of protection so they can't gouge my gum tissue out again, loosen my teeth by smashing into them ---and of course, I feel nothing and they are teleporting me in this deep sleep state to other locations where I am called "ugly" and abused by their hate minions, most of whom are probably looking for a job or a role in their "empire" they have built around this contract out on me). That was only a precursor to me having not spewed it out but the peristaltic action forced into my intestinal tract lead to detox of the poisons lodged somehow in conjunction with the elimination process so I began detoxing hard poisons and then horrific liquid poisons in the middle of the night because they had spurred this digestive system--normally this may occur in the morning upon having coffee or some other stimulant purgative drink or exercise (rare) and thus I was shitting diarrhea out while my head was covered my feet bound in many layers to stop them from nightly cutting out the cuticles around my large toes, which they have kept almost falling off by slicing the cuticles literally off from around each large toe--this has gone on more than 6 years on a nightly basis despite wearing similar layers of protection to try to stop this and never succeeding because of the ability to read my thoughts, monitor literally all I think and do, with night time vision visual technology and this thought-hacking they know what I am doing to protect. They have ways of concealing their egress so I can never tell if I am healing or if they have sliced off more the injuries are so permanently scarred into my body as I fight every day to protect my body). //Gouging and slicing into my cuticles, mostly severed off on fingers and toes, continues. I put on first a pair of opera gloves which extend to my biceps. Then rubber band around the wrist because two cut off circulation (or had at the beginning of this new attempt to stop the destruction of my hands which has been ongoing since 2011 and has not stopped for a single night or day except for the few, rare occassions I try out a new protection set of gloves, socks, compression socks, rubber bands, tie-around strings, rubber gloves, etc which get pulled out of place and thin razor sharp instruments get under the long-sleeve contraption I hand-sewed to protect all these layers--they use this flexible mechanical arm to get under the opera gloves, under the next pair of work gloves with rubber coating so they can't slice through the material to slice into fingers and destroy severing out completely cutibles, leaving huge red welts around every finger and nails black, dead and I can't use my hands and fingers to do things which require minutia any longer. ) then there are wrap-around with velcro wrist bands, and I must gauge whether to painfully cut off circulation by tighetning as much as possible because as the night wears on, the pressure does cut off blood flow until I am in such pain I wake up in the drugged state (I am drugged every time they assault me so I am always in a mind control vice mentally upon waking as the teams of celebrities--now their new leader and the new empire which seems to be on teh axis

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