Stinking filth terrorist report: while I was out shopping, two days ago, upon returning and spending a day healing my body from too much exertion due to the poison filth poured into my body endlessly while I was fighting for my life to remove the older poisons---black flecks of putrid stuff sprinkled on my floor and debris in corners. A cockroach soaking in a fungus/mold substance in my kitchen cupboard under the sink. I have to keep that door to the cabinet sealed because they keep pouring liquid on the panel separating my room from the next, and causing havoc with my body while I sit in front of this pair of doors watching this laptop because I am so ill perpetually from poisoning. They are still inserting mechanical arms from this area behind the kitchen sink with dozens of tiny square tiles, which I have covered twice with layers of decorative paper. If I don't wear a plastic around my head, they spray extremely damaging substances into my hair while I sit here (and they spray my clothing from behind with stinking substances).

 I keep the cabinet door sealed to try to stop at least one direct form of mechanical arm attack. Every bit of defense counts at least to some small degree in the overall picture of endless mechanical arms ripping into my body, damaging my skin and body and clothing and furniture before and after the teams of actual humans enter into my room via the key the landlord and management has happily given them--

The under sink cabinet is soaked to the wooden bottom with fungus/mold stinking water. Because they have such easy access to this area from the room next to mine (the panel is so flimsy I can bend it with a fingertip) but they keep the pipes saturated with water , just to keep the appearance of water dripping. The pipes I have had to layer with various water-resistant materials in layers to stop the water bursting out because in every single place I live, they remove all the rubber seals from the piping under the sink area--every time, nothing I do stops this they just keep pouring into my room when I leave.

But the stinking mess with a dead soaking cockroach, which was put in only two days ago; as it requires at least one day of me not bending after the endless effort to drive all the miles I go for all the things I do on the twice monthly shopping sprees I go on, otherwise I remain stagnant and fighting to stretch and remove and heal and fast and struggle to get the rest of this poison out that is akin to a straightjacket tied onto every vertebrae, skull and all bones along my body and into viscera with the density of concrete.

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They usually pour this fungus/water concoction underneath the four plastic trays with one-inch lips covering the bottom of this cabinet area to try to save the wood plank that is at the bottom, which I also spent much time decorating because immediately upon moving into this room unit surveillance torture box, they began scraping paint off this lower wood plank so it looked like a brown/black mess. I put beautiful artistic designs and covered it all with semi-permeable but slightly water resistant materials, which should remain solid and nice, but they keep pouring at least one inch of this soaking disgusting fungus/mold stench substance on the bottom of the cabinet--every time they do this. I also put a huge bowl on top of one of the plastic trays, and every time I open this cabinet area, the water is to the brim of the bowl, all over the trays even in areas where there is nothing above like pipes--they just pour this stinking stuff everywhere. It takes at least 1-2 hours for the soaking wood plank to somewhat dry but now it's been so saturated for so many months or yhears that it never dries. They also keep spraying water into the area while the doors are open and I am in some other part of this tiny square box unit trying to do more cleaning of the filth. So on the floor, as I have to bend and use materials that also don't scratch the materials I covered the floor with to stop mechanical arms from being inserted through the many wood panels covering the entire room on the floor (on both sides of the walls, and holes are in the ceiling next to the embedded light fixtures, which you will never see in any other unit anywhere or in any apartment--the holes look like deep pockets where they can insert mechanical arms from the room above by lifting up some panel. 

The floor is caked with black stuff that comes off black on my soft piece of fabric I am using. In the corners of the room are piles of black specs of crap with debris--hair-, etc

This happens every time I return from hours of shopping twice per month, and otherwise detoxing black poisons that have been poured into my body and food by other agents of this putrid and disgusting group and organization. 

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I keep thinking of this ugly pot-bellied man who followed me into the elevator--a white male Europigape who was sexually titillated by stalking and then making stupid faces as I looked for the insect that had been put into the elevator shortly before it was sent down on my floor-they do this often, dying insects in the areas where I am in this empty condo--I thought of this rotten ugly disgusting obvious-looking perverted porno purveyor or pornish sleaze and hate activity--I wondered if this added touch of stinking filth was his idea, as well as the endless interruption of my internet, which is a recent occurrence, as are dead cockroaches put under objects that are wet or damp and now floating in the mess they put on one of the trays, far away from the soaking wet pipes in this area under the kitchen sink  in that cabinet.
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they also sprayed something that completely rusted the doors of the cabinet so they almost would not open. Every joint and all metal objects are sprayed with some deteriorating caustic substance that eats away at the paint and metal of the hinge or object, leaving a top surface of stinking metal that always comes off on my hands upon touch. The hinges have been so completely saturated with this stuff that they are caked in reddish rust. 

This is now one thing breaking after the next, or being turned off (not breaking, being broken).

The ugly scumbag who I had to see, with his protruding belly and bald head and sick nasty pervy attitude I think is very much associated with this stinking foul series of attacks. Like the pyramid structure I mentioned in my last post (and often in other posts) he's just a lower ranking scumbag who operates under the same stinking filth attack of destroying people's lives, communities, races and countries with "3rd world" chaos, death, genocide death squads--and now America is turning into one of those as even media anchors will admit.

But, they keep the secrets nice and safe about how this is really coming about, as their internal filth is always covered up by fake pretenses of "caring" about the country, the environment and never would they begin in their minds to connect the dots to the terrorists, polluters, death squads to their own complicity in the filth that they are absolutely defending and attacking me along with the filthy crew from "classy" dirty England, et all (Germany, France, notably in this situation of attacking me from what I have seen of the celebrities).