Monday, January 2, 2023

Terrorist report: January 2, 2023. Another year, another day of writing about poisoning and attempted murder. Poisoning is, indeed, attempted murder. My drinking water has been tainted and poisoned with some stinking substance. This has been ongoing since LIndsey Graham began his torture schedule to try to get out of testifying--last summer. Now it's a non-stop poisoning of my water supply.

 I can't afford to pay for bottled water supply. I use water jugs and refill them using a water filtrated system at a laundry mat just down the steep hillside from this torture, surveillance condo where I have been put--with no other options and all my internet searches controlled/blocked and thus only terrorist operations are my one and only choice. This has been also ongoing for at least decades, all my life. 


But I fill 4 one-gallon jugs, lugging them in a broken-by-terrorists leather bag, which I haul on my motorbike while I'm under attack by people entering the laundry place with the water infiltration system just at the doorway--so people come from behind and flick or do things to my bags or my clothing from behind while I am fighting to get water supply. I have to use a fold-out luggage carrier on wheels, one of the wheels, like the office chair I bought recently, has been so stuffed into the axel of the wheels with grease and hair and strings and hard material that it barely moves. I lug and haul this through elevators and etc to my room and I then leave these jugs in my room until I return at night--as I am so ill from detox I only go out to refill water once every two weeks--(the poisons are now at the position of completely along my spine and into my intestines, whereas for years they were stuffed into my intestines and bloating my entire body)--

But, when I am locked away in this room where I pay my subpoverty income to try to fight not to be poisoned and raped and mutilated by the terrorists operating as proxy for the millionaires and billionaires in Whorewood and their Europigape fascist Nazi network (and from what other fascist countries they are from, including the US network fully indoctrinated at every level of these terror operations in the street networks up to the top levels of "society")--

but, here I go trying to explain a typical day of fighting for my life while it appears I am just a "loner" not going anywhere or doing anything and disabled and keeping to myself. 

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I lug up these heavy jugs, my body not able to withstand the stress to my spine with these hard chemicals and fractured vertebrae--all of these problems forced upon me by nighttime brutality by these terrorists for so many decades now--I put the water jugs in my room along the stacks of items along the couches which are piled with objects because I can't use any shelves, cabinets or drawers whatsoever as all are sprayed with odious, stinking sprays so any and everything is permanently saturated with stinking and foul, deadly and toxic substances and odors. Nothing gets the stink out. I then leave these water jugs in these spots along the floor next to the couches, the bags with packaged dry foods I store--etc. I leave and get nearly hit by cars driving to buy food and necessities as I am constantly attacked and threatened and harassed constantly while shopping; physically pushed into and boxed in perpetually everywhere at every minute. 

I return exhausted but because I can't get the water last, as protecting my food is of top priority--I then put all the huge water jugs in plastic bags, tie them with layers of strings and rubber bands to try to stave off the mechanical arms, operated by the minions in these rooms all next to mine; all under the orders of the celebrities and politicians who tell them how much poison to put in my food, inserted into my bladder into my vagina, into my drinking water, etc to poison me, perpetually. They spray toxic odors on all substances and material objects in the rooms, also, constantly day and night and into my clothing while I am sleeping. I am always saturated with poison and toxic substances. This is MURDER not just "harassment" or even "just" torture.

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I have to stuff the cracks of the front door with various types of paper objects that stick into the cracks--the cracks in the doors are so large that bright light from the hallway makes the room look like some cheap hotel surveillance set for a porn flick. I have been raped in this room undoubtedly countless times while teleported and abused, yelled at and tortured by the celebrities in the other dimensions they force me into , in this teleportation hell that no one will ever stop it appears.

I have had to fight to understand that mechanical arms are being used in the first place. Because this group is at the point of not leaving open evidence, they do not disrupt my attempts to stop the break-ins by the creeps who have been following me around in the hallways for the years prior to me finally learning to block them out and stop the hips-and-body adjustments putting my spine and hips out of alignment so badly I was in absolute agony upon waking and staggering to the toilet because they inserted fungus semen into my vagina after, undoubtedly, raping me while I was unconscious. They don't just get through things propped up against the door, or locks or anything you may assume would make you safe. The mechanical arms can easily move any objects propped up, all locks can easily be opened. The mechanical arms are extremely proficient at top DARPA level of expertise. Thus, I had to learn very slowly how to defend my life by inserting objects into the cracks that are almost impossible to re-insert into the cracks of the door unless you use finger and hand pressure--nothing mechanical can use that type of pressure that requires these slight movements of the thumbs and fingers and hands--of course, my efforts at this ingenious defense are unrecognized, as are my efforts to survive decades of poisoning which probably no one has ever done before me, I would venture to say. 


Regardless, the expletives of Whorewood continued to have me poisoned. They are still poisoning me by this stinking foul substance in my drinking water. The water at the water filter refill station smells and tastes clean and pure. The amount of stinking fugus they put in my water is not evident until a few days later, once the fungus starts to replicate and grow and breed inside the bottled, and sealed in plastic jugs. Once I return, and the creep thug proxy terrorists for the pig apes in Whorewood enter into my room while I am out shopping, they of course inject my drinking water with stinking foul substances--not sure what it is--smells like very foul untreated water. 


I have to clean out all the jugs and water bottles I keep in the refrigerator--because keeping the water cold at least stifles some of the bacteria from breeding--but in the plastic-wrapped and sealed jugs it's now at the stinking and obvious state of breaking down into a fungus-stinking enclosed breeding ground for the poisons they are constantly pouring into my body which I absolutely cannot defend myself against. 

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their shit movies are up for Academy Awards as  usual. They are up for top acting awards as usual. Lindsey Graham is clinking toasts with the Brooklyn Mafia who tell every available man who teleports and poisons, abuses and rapes me to call me "bitch" endlessly for any non-compliant sentence I utter when they demand more out of me for Free and for their benefit as they poison, abuse and rape and torture and mutilate me. They get free out of jail and prison cards from the Nazi enterprise controlling all these nuggets of society. The women make jokes about how "fat" I am and disfigured and how much they are so much more beautiful. The mutilation of my body continues endlessly. I must wrap my hair in layers of protection while sleeping or they will continue to make my hair fall out (permanently). My fingers are swollen and the skin on my arms and forearms and hands has been doused with harsh damaging permanently destroying chemicals so they look like lizard skin, parched in a desert and aged like I'm about 90 years old. The list of damages that the skanks make jokes about in my appearance, which they ordered in the first place or participated in, and it's all endless.

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I fight every day now to rid my body of the hard poisons. I know that they will not latch onto my bones or spine if I exercise in ways that completely stretch out my spine. But the poisoning had gotten so bad that I could not stretch and the poison accumulated so badly that all exercise was pointless after a while. Their murder attempt I am still fighting against, but the poisoning to murder and destroy me continues. They are all clinking and chinking their champagne glasses in toasts for a happy new year, right now after their orgy celebrations about getting off from criminal indictments, and getting another year of Academy Award nominations as they have since they began terrorizing and having me raped, beaten and poisoned while they telepoted and raped, beat and tortured me and they are still going on and on.

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the movies are worse and worse and more and more meaningless and shoddy but very expensive in production and design, costume and appear like expensive gold-plated plates of plastic fruit trying to posture like heroic glamorized heroes.

The politicians--well, The reigning terrorists claim that "Democracy" is on the ballet, as threats to "Democracy" from this very group and it's antics in power-mongering power-grabbing exploits and fun and orgies and torture and technological advance have put them into ultra billionaire status and fame and the masses swoon at their every movie and fascist Nazi movement.

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The giggly, fun "game" of torturing me to death slowly, every day, the giggly Kamala Harris is now replaced by smirking laughing Newsome, although the California contingent is a be happy don't worry group (unless they might lose their races) the east coast P-lousy is grim violent her slurring saccharine voice for the public is a menacing growling death threat at me for say ing no to dirty arnold and shitalina, her clown heroes of endless dark money graft endlessly poured into her overseas coffers (perhaps in Italy, where she claims she really is from) but California is a nice cousin-style home-away-from Italy home and murder mafia are her real home courtesy of her east coast heritage (perhaps a generation or two behind her actual domicile but she has lots more in europigapeland and more and more from her collusion with shitalina the half-stupid pure sleazy filth they all adore--showing their lack of all humanity their absolute lack of higher intelligence to run a little convenience store allowing criminals to open the cash register while they are in the backroom counting the hand-out from the crime; that is their level, truly in congress in the senate--etc. The "fun" game has been every single day "played" by ugly shitalina her Englih dirty filthy violent genocidal nazi crew, absolutely integrated into nazi culture out of europigapeland with lots of blathering lies to conceal their true agenda. The "fun" game which ugly shitalina and pig ape pitt laugh about is me being so abused that I rush violently at the piece of shit insulting me calling me a bitch raping after punching me in the face--the stupid ugly whores have won oscars from ideas they stole from myh writing and out of torture, they have been paid in multi-millions and then billions i.e. for barbie concept the shit pigs who stole the idea, the blonde nazi whore stupid dirty creeps had me raped so they could obtain "permission" to play anti-rape and sexist roles against their rape complicity controllers--claiming all the while (using MY ideas) their "superiority" and "intelligence" and "creativity" and although I never watched that stupid movie I do know something about people getting their ideas stolen and that if this were not allowed to go on and on indefinitely--as I shut out all creative ideas now I can't even think creatively any longer they are both abusing and raping me for expressing anything related to demonstrating superiority to them--and then they steal the ideas they torture me day after day to obtain more ideas--so the "fun" that newsome is giggly about along with harris (who laughed giggled etc--) was to abuse me to the point of outrage. I am trying to breathe deeply but my spine is embedded with microchip implants which are "tweakekd" when ever some creep down the hallway slams it's door so violently the cement hallway shakes, the corridor reverberates and I feel literally an electric jump in my spine in the same places (one of the microchips that was embedded into the muck hardened along my spine came out years ago, but there is at least one left and even one can cause great nervous system sensations) and thusly--they inhibit my breathing--I am ALWAYS ALONE with dying plants on my patio, my cat my one family member stolen dying waiting for me to return and love her again, if she is still alive, baryishnikov who is there every day to "help" me by forcing his "advice" of saying a few sentences while I am in 100 % concentration mode---but my cat he tortures after I defend myself against nazi statements by german shit and filth he protects but still clings onto his partners and friends and children obtaining more promotions for his involvewment in having me beaten abused raped and tortured drugged and insulted to the point that I am in fight mode every day--my breathing is being remotely controlled I am drugged while sleeping with horrific drugs everybody avoids me so I have zero support or contact and everybody conforms to this demand for me to be ousted shunned ostracized abused raped and poisoned abused stolen from--they are trying to make me homeless now. the internet has been turned off again for the 25th time in a few hours of fighting to use the internet for a few minutes at a time. The "fun" of ugly shitalina feeding off my rage watching me grow old screaming at one pig after the next she brings on to abuse me to the point of my nervous system crashing into rage defense and survival mode--imy hair turning grey from the last two sick fucks she had beating and raping me in front of her, they all obtain endless deals out of it and smiles and hugs from all the feminists the black shit nazis (sickening by now to hear their laments about being victims of racism and fighting against racism it is sickening to a highest degree of putridity )

  Today it was this lousy (I am trying to think of more original insults that piece of shit by now, so lousy) creep beckham some soccar play...