Terrorist Report Attack attack (kill doggie doo gang activities---or, "I was born to roll" inspirational song inspiring the doggie doo gang slang silliness, just watch vid below for fun!!! ha ha jokerz).

I am listening to some old 80's funk archived music, which is rejuvenating. Old school funk from the 70's, or remixes or remastered. Almost makes me not want to get into the ugliness of the unhip unfunk fu**s but.....what the funk I will do it because, hope what I write will one day, one day (today?) cause the down fall permanently of these scumbag pig apes and their minority minion whores who do their best to behave like the white pig ape whores who pay them for their disgusting orders.

Does that sound racist? This is a most racist organization which publicizes itself as an equal opportunity criminal gang stalking group controlled, albeit, by white Nazis. Or, my experience of this group.

Please note that my brain is completely wacked by the technology, and I am ranting in hate which makes me appear negative and unhip but, wtf lol it's really duress, torture, and subliminals. I am listening to this song and it's inspiriting my skewed ranting into a silly not hip hop mood. There was a very black nazi racist movie I just watch (for a few moments) directed or produced by Kevin Hart---about a pathetically dismal loser "Jewish" white male rapper who was completely emasculated by the black Nazi anti-Semites, operating as usual as proxy Nazis for the white Nazis who hide their racism and just turn over the hate to the blacks to inflict absolute anti-semitism and get away witih it--because they are underprivileged blacks and discriminated=against blacks and if they make absolutely heinous racist anti-Jewish movies there is no outcry--I watched this movie and this Jewish dude who was such a pathetic ugly stupid loser in the film, with his nagging parents (especially the mother character, in a racist depiction that actually is not so far from the stereotype but just bad enough to be abslutely murderous and not funny but disgusting). and this Jewish guy was attempting to be a rapped, with the blacks snorting in hate and making dumb nasty jokes about how uncool he is.  I am not trying to be a rapper a la black rap, because as Ice Cube the Lice Pube would say about Jews, "Fuck 'em" if they don't like it, "fuck 'em". Oh yeah, fuck the black nazis. That is another part of my rant that I "forgot" and am adding it to this very vitrioulic hate rant, which sounds when I re-read it so negative and ugly, if I were a reader opening these pages and trying to read my writing, I would turn off immediately and stop reading my words are so ugly and negative and "immature'. This is how bad the "broken record" syndrome of hate is being pumped into my brain. I have no idea how much of what i write is actually of my own mental creation and not pumped into my subconscious by subliminal technology. The endless attacks I experience here in this room are enough to really make anybody, I don't care who, more than upset to the point, when endlessly drugged with poisons as I am every single day, to be unable to control the subliminal. ALL THE DISCREDITING I experience and have to fight in addition to everything else, which is only marginally written of below (ranting, straying off topic, not able to focus, hacking inserts, my brain feeling like it's in a slight sieve crushing operation).

But this is fun music to listen to, while typing (not exactly listening to the words, so don't "blame me" if the lyrics are racist, sexist, gang-star oriented towards crime or sleazy sex brainwashing)

just a fun groove, usually the music is more interesting than some of the lyrics--I really mean the sound of his voice and the music. I also experienced this when listening to rockabilly music--usually the vocals are things I hate, but the music is groovin---

I really am not able to think any longer in a linear fashion this is just rambling into every possible tangent.

I wanted to add that today, as I was in the motorbike shiop (more written below, I am in the re-editing statge at this moment, only briefly to insert the music vfid) after this Porn began attackking me wiht all the trigger gestures and insults and hate but so subtle with such a nice, warm greasy smile style--I bean to laugh, I told her I was listening to Elvis music and began to dsance in the middle of the shop--I had intended to be cold, businesslike and go in and out with no response or emotional response to the ugliness she and her pig ape handlers instruct her to do before hand and through the instructions and verbal attacks simulated with the sublininal tech--I was dancing adn telling her to listen to Elvis and laughing and smiling while and after she was attacking me. The idea that I was under attack was immediatley swiped clean out of my consciousness and all felt like a fun, happy joyous friendly situation. I cannot describe how DANGEROUS the use of this technology is. As my brain and emotions and cognitive processes were being turned on and off simultaneously by this tech.

I alweys return from this shop feeling enraged about how these reactions are literally forced upon me and how these pieces of shit can get away with these types of insults and attackks and I am rendered smiling and laughing as my brain is being inutterably altered.

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Drugged and my home vandalized non-stop despite years of fighting to block all portals of entry in this tiny microstudio torture/rape/imprisonment/hate torture chamber. The mechanical arms continue to break through the dollar store and cheap hardware store items I have bought, struggling wiith poisons ripping my body slightly apart daily, poisoned non-stop--fighting with subpoverty researces to block the penetration of these mechanical arms breaking through holes they bore through that are less than a square milimeter (or half inch--I'm not so well-acquianted with the metric system still after years of living outside the US standard of measurement).

I am ranting and drugged up every single post, and in every situation, therefore. The healing of the poisons already existing in my body is taking probably 5 or 6 times longer than if I were not repeatedly re-poisoned with murder hardening chemicals, mixed with the drugs that keep me so blankk and inert that I sit in front of this laptop tube and nearly drool sitting like a zombie into the screen. I have so many fascinating concepts I want to materialize which remain dormant, and the educational videos I have downloaded remain unwatched because it literally hurts my brain, my head to concentrate for more than a few minutes at a time, due to the microwave or other electronic torture instruments aimed at me continuously while I sit in front of these plebian tubes intended to blank out mind and soul connection.

My home is filthy upon waking. I spend hours cleaning pillows, blankets. Upon opening my closets wafts of stale, fungus and filthy odors pour out. The interiors of the cupboards, just the large ones, have sets of hooks tied together with rope and pvc strings---one door opens sets of rows of shelves, each one has thin and warped particle board separating my room from the terrorist's room next door, where the insertion of mechanical arms through the parts that are not hooked solidly into the cheap thin panels are simply laser-cut and bore through, opened slightly and these mechanical arms are pushed through. I surmise this as I have zero evidence for any single thing; of course with no support or help system, all finances blocked, it is impossible for me to get one single person to help me document what is going on so I have to write what I cannot prove. Each of these shelves, rows of 6 just for one huge layered cabinet reaching below my knees and extending to the ceiling--6 paeis of hooks tied to the back of each of the shelve walls, making more than 72 hooks I have had to pound into one set of shelves behind one panel set of doors--there are four of these and then there are the "kitchen" cabinets, and then there are the tiny little spaces which are placed nearly on the floor as part of drawers that I can't use because the terrorists can open them from behind and extend the mechanical arms into the room--and on and on--making each cupboard door and interior requiring 92 hooks in one cabinet, of four---plus the kitchen cupboards, plus another huge shelf above the refrigerator which is impossible for me to keep anything that can be stained or sprayed with stinking fluids--it is a huge and deep interior space which is impossible to stop the stalkers I mean terrorists from entering with their mechanical arms. Every hook has requred me to physically exert back muscular strength which has left me bedridden and in pain for months due to the exertion. A microchip which was "tweaked" whenever someone would slam a door in the hallway, I would experience a shock in a specific area in my left rib cage. The exertion from screwing and pounding in all those hooks--more than 300 in all, more than that number---ripped out this microchip so now there is no twitching when the terrorists make sudden sharp noises. However, there is another one on my right ribcage side which is also tweaked, but the effect is ever so much lighter on that side.

I am not getting to the grueling thorughs that hav plauge dme all day. The rage and hate, from the drugging, the tech altering my brainwaves into a hate and negative szone, the endless struggle to stop the stalkers from inserting objects under my dying fingernails--the cuticles have receded, the fingernails are like oyster shells but broken, no blood flow, day after day objects are inserted under these cuticles. My HAIR is literally cut in a ragged crooked line every day, hair cut away from the apex of my skull every day, stinking grease smeared and rubbed into my scalp every single day (I mean night, while I am in the comatose MK ULTRA "alter" state and teleported to being raped, beaten abused, insulted, put into "homeless" situations. Of course, all is augmented by zero finances coming in except for this subpoverty income that I am always on the verge of losing for various reasons. They are using a shredder on my hair, every single day. My body smells bad after I wake up and I think I am being raped every night, every single night by these pig apes and their greasy scum partners who are renting the studio, stallking and terrorizing me here, getting free rent, and inserting subliminals into my brain in cycles with hate phrases repeatedly poudning into my skull whiich I can hear as low hissing hate words, repeated. There is always a fake "tinnitus" hissing in my ears as well, which is characteristic of technolgoies "hacking" into the brain or inner ear functions. Or it is noise being amplified as a more subliminal form of torture that never ends, the noise has gone on for over a decade every single moment of my life.

My body remains covered with cellulite pushed to the top of my skin due to the hard poisons which sink ever-so-deeper the more poison I detox, the more is slides and compresses directly into my skeleton. This is a slippy substance that conforms to body contours. As my body mass decreases because muscles and tiessue are continuously also being ripped out as thepoisons slide off, due to endless struggle on my part. I remain sittiing in this room gtortured wiith psychological hate messages and brain/emotion/cognitive functions pushed into hate zones (ELF zones in the brainwave Herz zone, probably since I am not an expert, and the need to study these scientific concepts is blanked otu by the drugging and literal pain from exerting any effort to study or read of focus on anything more than blank (hate_ entertainment)

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The motorbike rental place where I have paid every month money to only be attacked by the female "owner" (who is absolutely controlled by the Europig community, in an area where I used to live, where the Thai girls were friendly as far as the terrorist organization allowed them, and once the place became more infilatrated and "developed" (the once beautiful natural areas are all carved out and turned into hotels, coffee shops, and horrible tourist clothing s hops and crap like that, endless restaurants and just cement destroying the once beautiful natural areas). The Thai girls, as this is a prostitution area, massage and happy endings, all controlled by white pig Europig males and their nasty whore wives who want the minorities more enslaved and more pornographically abused than they are by theiir whoremongering pig husbands---

the girls werre once friendly, there were more older men, shabbby, retirees with low budgets proliferating the area. As the waelthier more young and aggressive, determined to make their money out of the swelling tourism industry has increaesd almost exponentially--mostly after the coup d'etat which is underwritten by white Europig male investors

and the girls now can't understand English although more and more English-speaking businesses proliferate. They are nasty, the Europigs use deadly traffic near-death maneuvers whenever I drive in that area where I lived for over 2 years when it was peaceful, I could ride motorbike by the beach and enjoy the area, and now it's literally a death trap of drivers nearly hitting me (I was hit three times in that area as the tourism boom increased, the accidents and the hate of the more younger, make-up plastic surgery Thai females increased and the older former pioneers of this colonialistic jaunt are now either kicked out of thailand (there was also a huge repatriation of the Thai Immigration as people who kept going to various other countries to do Visa runs were denied re-entrance as the young Nazi pigapes moved on in and took over what these nasty old men (but not as nasty as the younger pig ape men out of Europigland) and

This woman, named Porn, is from Bangkok. As opposed to the women who were friendly, although nasty terorist agents, now the prostitutes from Bangkok and their male ilk have taken over the tourist areas that once were the domain of the Issan (Northeast area of Thailand, on the Laos border, a very {poor" area but all claim that the people are so friendly and warm and nice there. Something happens to many of these so-called "wonderful" nice Thai girls once they reach Phuket and are turned into massage prostitutes. \But the Bangkok prostitutes like the motorbike rental personality I have to deal with (and I must deal with it, because the billionaires who are torturing me out of the US and LA and DC are partnering with these whores and pig ape nazis who are not famous, more nasty more disgusting uglier but of the same material and the same mentality, but even worse because they are not as visible to public scrutiny, and thus, they do the disgusting torture attacks for the ever-smiling f*crew in all the famous celebrity/media and political spectrum of just a few colors just black and white spectrum really only white that is black in spirit and various shades therein but only controlled by the white hue of black-hearted soul hue.

Really on a ranting mind controlled digression--not able to focus or concentrate.

I walk into her shop (so hard to get to the point, I was trying to paint a sort of picture a backdrop to the situation, and got into a huge digression about the demographic shift--more material for some pig ape to steal and claim as their own creative concept--except that the pigs hacking into this are the whoremongering scum that I describe and they probably won't make a movie about Bangkok prostitutes as they probably can't find any way to manipulate the concept to make themselves out as benevolent heroes of desperate-for-money "devloping' SE Asian countries surrounded by genocides and wars for decades by violent Colonialists. One of these pig apes has made a movie based on this old theme, but I never watched it. The title was titillating as a theme on genocide and that in itself was a basis of sales for the parasites to latch onto and feed off the thrill of vicarious mass murder put into movie format (entertainment, making them bring joy and smiles into the world of schadenfreude variety).

And so, the technology is aimed into my brain the moment i walk into the shop I can't "remember" that I am under attack. The pigs have rigged some contraption to make whatever I put on her desk blow onto the floor. I can feel a gust of wind coming down from the ceiling. Whatever money I put on the desk blows off immediately even if there is no wind or fan blowing in any direction. Today I put the money under a stack of rental papers, which the Porn star of these endless attacks on me made blow onto the floor by pumping the papers up and then down while the gust of air blew from above. I had just commented on how this very spot makes things fall on the floor, and because I had tried to avert these attacks, under directions as all she does and says are things that really a native English-speaker would say, and all are contrived and attack and probably rehearsed, and doubtlessly conveyed with subliminal tech or ear buds or what--ever. Many people operate like this.

As I understood only after leaving this place, after she swiped her nose in a disgusting trigger gesture (the disgusting Thai people with no cartilage in theiir noses try to emulate white Europig Nazi pig apes snubbing their noses at me, th is is a definite trigger mechanism that always accompanies some very, often, treacherous rip-off or near-death accident situatioon or something very negative so the trigger always implies a very serious threat and attackk always coming from some oblique angle orr from behind or hitting me from a blind spot--etc etc etc whoever conceives of these attacks as I know have no positive creativity--which is why they steal from me--because i could never conceive of disgusting stupid attack scenarios and hate verbal attacks as these pigs always do, but they seem to lack all kinds of creative concepts that are original. All they can do is tear down in order to raise their mediocrity up.

What i just described sounds rather innocuous because she looked like a disgusting pig smearing her not-cartilage nose in a huge, entire hand operation of gesticulating in a rude and ugly way at me, which she does repeatedly every time I am paying or having to look at her. One time she began swiping her nose and immediatlely rubbing her hand on my brand new very pretty "designer" shirt (a purple shirt with ruffles, fragile fabric and not some cheap item) and smearing snot and grease on my shirt while I stood unable to move, literally transfixed and frozen, smiling and unable to tell her to stop. This is how bad the attacks are. She exploits this every time I am there, smiling in a greasy, ugly way.

I want to add that my "landlord" terrorist is also from Bangkok and his nasty and mean-spirited hate demeanor is almost exactly like hers, Porn also from Bangkok. There is a movie called, "Bangkok Dangerous" which, in the Thai version, is a bit closer to the point than the more formulaic American version which makes Thai people appear as wonderful if they are nice, warm Thai women with their white male partners who they are so sweet and safe and loving towards (not ever, ever interestedin having a sugar daddy pay for their rent or family or clothing shopping taking care of their children, nothing like that in the American version). In the Thai version the story is very different. It is of course a fictional account. what I experience is a gritty nasty greasy personality scamster type that is vicious, dangerous and only too sleazy to recount on a level of hate violence and obedience and absolute deference to the pig apes who control them (please note, Thailand has been surrounded by genocides, death squads, military martial law governments for over 50 years, for much longer than that).

And, I feel exhausted trying to obtan the ideas that are being blocked.

My home is filhty all I do is clean up the stinking filth these terrorists pour into my room. They also insert these mechanical arms at every single possible moment during the day and night, leaving evidence of spraying stinking foul substances on clothing and pillows and blankets, ripping the artwork I plastered on the floor to stop them from opening teh floor panels---all ripped to the point that holes with grime, layers of dirt, it's all completely ripped into shreds from repeat daily and nightly attacks with knives and these mechanical arms. Flowers continuously picked off the vines, which are partially killed off as the mechanical arms also are being conveyed from the patio above mine and entering through the holes the terrorists have killed in what should have been a flowering vine wall I created with my own kind of artistic matrix spanning the entire length of the patio opening---it should be a kind of solid wall with vines and flowers and there are huge gaps. I put entire covering on the panels of the ceilingof this area, and then covered each corner with layers of art and other objects, and now there are huge holes where the once very thick layers of vines are complete huge holes

and I remain in this situation after YEARS of writing abou tthis.

People continue to surround me wiith babies, as the token symbol of the baby that some male who has tortured, raped, abused, terroized, stolen whwever possible from me, one of them has stolen my cat so people drive by me wearing helmets with cat ears glued onto the helmet as another symbol of me getting my 25 year old cat back one day if and when I finally heal with no health care as they keep on having me poisoned and drugged, aboslutely slowly murdering me day after day

and their nasty pig ape whore gold-plated shit wives

all operating in one huge pile of pigape trash

oh, that is just a small iota of the hate and rage these pig apes have engendered. Of course that is what they want me to live in, continuous hate, ugliness, filth, sitnking, my body ruined my hair a shredded mess, my clothing stinking I spray bleach and then anti-fungus cleaning fluids and then I smear essential oils on the clothing because I open these cabinets and all I want to wear stinks, after I have just cleaned it. this, with no human contact, sitting in a torture zone, cleaniing sticking fillth and then sitting in a comatose daze every single day, unable to function or get anything else done, frozen with hard chemical rippingout of my body, left with no animals or friends adn sitting alone in this torture environment\\t

then surrounded by creeps the white pig apes and their wanna be white and rich parasites surroudnign me continuously, blocking my every movement, sabotaging every single thing I attempt to live, make money,m have any single beautifuul happy thing including justt one animal pet like a cat--j

my blog, which I have listed many tags on the header of the first page of the blog, remains silenced and unpublished due to hackers blocking and diverting my every web search and attempt to earn money online. Everything else is blocked likewise.

Thus I remain absolutely stuck in this situation. I have paid endless hundreds of dollars for a rental motorbike, paid off the investment for this abusive Porn manager slave/whore who insults, attacks, sexually gropes, swipes nasty fluids on me and my clothing, makes comments endlessly about how I look and what is wrong with how I dress--the people who appear to also get into this huge free lucrative deal are likewise nasty, sleazy and filled with hate and negativity. This is the case almost everywhere, all the time. It is even worse with the blacks and whites in H-wood, the same dynamic remains a constant worldwide.

I also wrote a post yesterday on my Faceobook page about Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez. Her videos have been permeating my YouTube "recommended" page for at least one year. There were a slew of her videos for a while, I ignored every single one. The YouTube page is one of the main formats that the terorists in the media use to get my attention. Not that I am paranoid as I am not even suspicious. It goes into the inevitable and beyond suspicioun or paranoia.

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Oh yes...how could I "forget" except for my brain being blanked, squeezed by technology and drugging that never ends due to my home being violated every night while I sleep and I'm drugged every day and night!

AlMOST HIT BY TRUCKS every five minutes while driving around Phuket, miles and miles, every four minutes huge trucks veer from the side of the road, block my path, as motorbikes and cars drive into me from behind at angles I can't see. People also alter my rear-view mirror so when I try to swerve out of the way of cars and bikes and trucks nearly hitting me I can't see. Every few minutes this goes on and on. Very very life-threatening, continuously.

Teetering on the edge of the balcony wearing a costume with a bllindfold, rollerskating on the theatrical backdrop prop. The audience roars with laughter as the fool plots the downfall of his stiff father figure authoritarian pawn sacrifice.

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 Fools Journey Through the Tarot Major Arcana 

The image below shows the Thoth Tarot Major Arcana with The Fool outside the major trump sequence forming THE GREAT WORK, the term used to describe the ascension of the soul back to God which often called The Fools Journey.

The Fool as Zero contains all the potential of the 21 cards until he realises he is everything and nothing,  limitlessnes containing everything but contained by nothing.When he realises this he becomes the UNIVERSE  and his personal identity is forever dissolved !"

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Cosmic references to the ancient orders of old men and their secret societies. 

Behold the Joker at the symbolic sacrificial pre-ritualistic KILLING OF THE FATHER FIGURE.

The beginning of the fool's journey into rebirth through death.

Old formulas for the JOKER PARTICLE acceleration into REVOLUTION AND THEN genocide and decay until a new revolution replaces the old.

Ancient themes, done so well and so profound. 

More terrorist attacks--Cont. July 22 2020

Due to tech/drug/mind control intererence, I also forgot these potentially deadly or dangerous attacks as if they were irrelevant:

Induced heart palpitations have resumed. The palpitations went on for hours last night.

Repeated cutting of gum tissue at the root of my nearly extinct gums on my lower jaw, where one of the 'actors" had this terrorist group force an accident of my motorbike handlebars swivelling 180-degrees to the right, while a car hit me from a standing position on the left side, swerving to hit me in mid-traffic (surrounded by terrorist driver stalkers) . The brakes stopped operating at this time. I landed on my jaw, heard a cracking noise and blood was dripping down my face.

I did not look into the mirror, but the skin on my lower mandible was ripped off. I used tissue paper and clear tape as my only medical treatment, as I could not afford due to the millionaire/billionaire terrorists forcing me into a state of financial paralysis on the lower end of subpoverty life. That was two years ago, and since then, the nighttime terrorists who break into my home EVERY SINGLE DAY aggrivate this situation by slightly cutting away remnants of gum tissue in this area, where my two lower teeth became loose--but only a few days after the accident. The terrorists who enter while I am unconscious did something horrible to the area that had been injured causing permanent damage. Songs with jokes about girls with crooked teeth then were put into the music selections from WNYU that I downloaded--always tainted and made rotten by the pirated music this group injects as triggers for all the accidents, ugliness and hate that they create to destroy my spirit and soul, body, finances adn steal any idea I then write about it if possible under these hacking conditions and mind control operations. Since that time, when the terrorists actually made my teeth loose, not just from the accident, the terrorists operating as the minority minions for the white supremacist terrorists (who have the black underdog media representative wanna be white supremacists as their attack dogs in the interpersonal group terrorist teleportation actions)

and....every day gum tissue either aggrivated or slightly cut out. My teeth are now nearly falling out but still firm, the gum tissue has not eroded but has been sliced off every single night. Last night, the night before.

The terrorists who control politics and this group yelled at me to "keep your big mouth shut" but I am WRITING in my personal Facebook page and now this BLOG which, both of which have zero readers there is no activity on either and I have blocked all access to outsiders on my Facebook page.

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The Joker Particle spiraling down to the lowest common denominator of entropic state of rest. The rest is a not funny reality but a jest.

This title refers a bit to quantum physics. Particles in an atom when shocked by energy in whatever form (protons, for eg) accelerate in energy and rise to higher states of form. When the external energy source is stopped or diminished, the force of entropy takkes over and the particle descends into it's more low, base state. The particles I mention are actually electrons, but my brain is under so much attack I had to switch the browser, stop my writing activity and then go to a search page to be able to access this in my memory. I must stop my writing activity or browsing and either leave the space I am sitting at to write, or go to some other activity for the attacks on my brain's cognitive functioning to somehow block their blocks and be able to access my own memory and obtain the words or concepts.

Electrons revolve around the nucleas of a molecule in a shell, with various orbits. I can now access this only because I did something else in order to access my own brain.

I thought of this concept after I got off the laptop, after writing about the Joker movie. The joke was on me as usual because, in the accessing of my then unblocked memory, I realized that I WAS and HAD BEEN UNDER ATTACK by this lead actor whom I had stated was a superlative actor. He is, and has been (not in all the movies, and certainly not in the movies he had  put on my tv when I had a boob tube in my room, was drugged to the point of comatose inertia, my body put out-of-aligment as the terrorists in the rooms next to mine would smear fungus into my hair, orifices and clothing/blankets (as they still do) and I lay in bed watching the pirated/hacked tv stuff that the actors teleporting me put on, wiith themselves of course as lead actors in this attempt to further both discredit me ("she's delusional and schizoprenic, with paranoid personality disorder" for claiming that she watche smovies, or clicks on pages with videos of celebrities, and in her "dreams" they rape and abuse her--what a crazy female this is..the story goes, as they , the terrorists obtaining lead roles and promotions for participating in this crime an doffense, are so assured that NOTHING NO ONE NO PRESIDENT NO ONE WILL HINDER THEIR VIOLENCE OR PROTECT ME IN ANY WAY).

It was his movie about some internet fantasy stuff, I could not watch the movie it was both borin and upsetting considering that I am and was under the same sort of terorist situation (in the movie, it was a loner finding "love" with some internet fanatasy--or something like that, I have forgotten the plot it was a terrible movie). 

I ALSO was in this sense, "forced" to watch the movies of the director of that film Joker, who had made comedies about going to get screwed, drunk and dishevelled in a devilish way in Thailand. I was not exactly offended by the movie so much but a little. It was revealing of the rape culture that exists in the form of colonialistic empire going on vacation to get sucked, fucked and cleaned in Thailand by slaves but confined to happy, smiling will -do-anything tourism operators, enslaved financially and psychologically by the "handers" who come to invest and then control all aspects of Thai political and social life.

I had then "remembered" that upon watching this movie, which I still retain is an excellent film, an historical moment in film history due to the sensitive handling of more 'Universal" themes, both political and in every way personal for white males in society who want to unleash their rage against the machine as long as they can be "free" to become on top as usual; the expectations of the viewers and the endless paradigm of white male supremacy.

Not trying to make this exactly a political statement. This is an analysis of the content and the actors and their modus operandi, as it revolves around me, and how it evolves into fake opposition political propaganda movie and tv and media output.

I had searched, after first viewing the movie Joker, for information about what I had thought was not a vicious co-conspirator, the lead actor who deservedly won top awards. Albeit, he did participate in this contract, or I believe he did as his movie was input into the long list of the other rapist, bigot, black white asian conspirators in HH-wood (or 88-wood).  I first got a photo of this actor glaring, dishevlled, needing a hair cult, a shave, but not his trim and manivulred beard for his interview siith Kimmel, for ecample, but looking raggedy--as many of the peterrorists in these G-wood video simulated attack, psychological trigger pirated videos all appear. Soemtimes they put on make up to appear very ugly.They must present themselvse as being ugly and nasty towards me. The contract. Just as people in my immediate vicinity must come to me if in person, and in  a private setting, stinking of body odor. Landlords do this quite often.

The look of grim hate on his face was absolutely in contract to the happy, glowing look when interviewed for his promotion in the media. It was another orchestrated hate attack. I had "forgotten" this when typing that he wasnot involved in the attackk upon me.

His co-conspirator, an obvious mafia personality in the media, along with his friends and fellow mafia movie cohorts, put endless videos of himself, his movies, and the film Joker on my YouTube channel for me to see z(drugged up, I was "directed" sublimminally to look at YoutuBe, please undersatand how powerful and devestating these drug/tech interfaces are, plus absolute isolation, all happy loving things blocked from me including just simple birds flying outside my patio view of the nearly dead hillside directly opposite mywindow)

I know there are many topes in the last paragrpha but I have spent so many hours of my life backkspacing to correct these types. I am closing my yes right now, so whatever happens with the mess that comes out, I'm not going to spend time of fixing it.

I had written on Facebook about the foursome of Brooklyn mafia media personalities (two were in a reality show, a movie was moade about their patriarchal mafia figurehad, for which tyheyy remain riding the crewt of a wave of poublicity because he so souccessfully, fora whitle, was able to oust various established crime figures in NYC--with the enlargement of this global concern of Nazi/mafia dn organized toerrorism, now they are included in the wider circle and participating in this contract out on me.

The two others, both males, have been imn many movies toegether. both are famous and both put their tv shows for me to click on (so they can call me crazy if I click on them and then claim that they are teleporting,m assaulting, using disgusting verable subliinals at me when I use the toilet, under all surveillance--and it's supposed to be me who is crazy and not them or this organization)

ha ha, what a joke.

I had "forgotten" under drugging, duress and near paralysis, as i have been very, very sick in this last phawe of detox.

I am tiree of writing now.

I have deleted all the recent movies, including Gladioator. They are worthwhile movies, but part of the inclusive propaganda to create the system of eliminating the "Demoractic" ideals which Ameirca is supposed to encompass.

I bleieve that revolutions are desired so that mass waepons and mimiltary force can be used against civilians, disgruntled by thee "system" that oppresses them, more and moreso as time goes by and the top 1 percent dwindles down to the .05 % of the top while more and more are strulggling and dying in the streets or being killed by cops and military juntas and forces. More riots in the streets will mean more Martial Law ordinances and then laws breaching all constitutional rights. That is what I bleieve this movie was engenering and subliminally enhancing into the sconsciousness of the viewers. This movie alone had billions of viewers around the world.

I am going to stop this analysis right here, as typing is fraught with mistakes and my brain is being blankketed and I'm tired of not being able to reach anyone with my rwiting except for more terrorists hackking and blocking my bwebsites and pages from being actually published.

All my attempts to actually get my blog advertised or read, all is for naught. I am blocked frrom all outside access. I therefore remain forced to live in terorist violent conditions and unable to fafford to defend myself with living in a place with at least solid walls--a nd I mean a real decent home wiith happy, beautiful things and people around me instead of disgusting minorities always spraying disgusting sprays into my home and body so they can get promoted by colonisliatic Nazi bigot handlers telling them what to think, ewear, eat and behave as they obey completely and blindely without hesitation (or risk being destroyed if they disobey).

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I am going to try to find some offline platform to save or writ emy posts, as probably what I wriite is being obliterated from the interentet and only the hater terrorists have access to whta I write.

They rreally truly are disgusting and I so wish that people would be able to act defenseively or protect me, but with all sielncing of my writing and of my situatioon, with no o0ne around me in eveyr place I have gone for years participating in this...

but you can watch the movies by thesee terrorist who are assured that nothing is ever going to happen to their careers let alone terms of justice appolied to rape, torture, disfigurement, murder attempts, theft of my CAT, and others endlessly exonerated by  persident after preseient. They are exalted and confirmed into the hallowed abyss of the Satanists who control and use them to spawn their hate societyof genocide for hire theft for prosperity and oppression as political satire turhned into movies about death, murder and redepmption of the victims of society, played by millionaires or billionaires in HH-wood who act with absolute supreme hate at me, and confirmed with conviction that there will never be any legal action or defense for me--as they continue to pump out their hate and redemption and righteousl salvaging of the black underdog, the white underdog, the rape victim, etc etc and all these actosr absolutely participate in all these foul crimes against me.

Thus the joke particle, elevated by the platform of public excitement that a white male can play so well that he actually acts like a real artist--so devolved the theater of public media is that when one actor behaves like he's actually an artist it's like the world is stunned---

but then, when the energy is not pumped into the endless titilalation of violence as redemption, organized chaose as a rejuvinating streeet explosion of violence, murder and hate as the elevating sense of identity--giving eh viewers csome catharsis for their own real and imagined sense of depreciation in a soystem designed now to create a very deadly, aristocratic society where people can be slaughtered in teh streets and if htey protext, the governments have huge militarized waepons that can blast out dear drums or burn entire groups to ao crisp--the technological weapons aimed at crowd control will quickly eliminate all the disssenting hoards, who scream and yell at the streets. The facial recognition software can identify all thepoeple protesting as the ganag stalking orgniaztion can quitely eliminate them--lets say, wiht a pandemic or other diseases, acciedents, or floods, etc.

Not a very delusional or parnoid association if you confront the terorist stalking organization daily, as i do. It makes one more familiar with the tactic and the style of covert assassination and control.

And thus, the writers and actors continue to attack me so they can simply suck out the ideas by the thought-reading teh and by teleporting me to phyhsical assault and death threats when I fight to stop them from picking my idaes, as they blank out my braiin when I try to have a career and write, and block all opportunities for expression or creativity and all avenues of financial solvency.

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I will try very hard to save my written posts on some device. What I write, despite having put a copyright symbol on this blog, is always open, like open source, for the rapists and terrorists to steal because they operate as agents in the media. The contract out on me entails stealing ideas from me just to fab at my psyche as much as possible. One of the people who made a film based on the concept I wrote that I am under attack this much because when I had the chance to compete, I won top prizes and therefore, due to racism I have been paralyzed and raped as a form of "humiliation" (not for them of course, they are the pornographic heroes of society for the cock rock jocks and jokers and clowns to admire and pay and rave about). 

I also wanted to state, but "forgot" that for years I have described these jokers in the media who are terrorists teleporting me and using their terrorist organization to make my home and body destroyed, I called them CLOWNS for years in these ranting, drugged up Facebook posts which also served as information for them to steal, per terms of this contract out on me.

That ties into the clown theme, perhaps there is a direct connection between this contract out on me, the actors/writers using this theme to elevate the concepts of outcast outsider (supposed loser/loner_ attaining redemption through MURDER   with masses of street people, disenfranchised, revolting and thus reclaiming their sense of pride in their lost paradisical humanity. Clowns, cloying clowns and grasping rapists and terrorising traumatizing Nazis, parasites, etc etc are the terms I have used for the very wealthy actors who are cranking out this mind control propaganda for the masses to latch onto. Raking in millions more, as they glare in hate at me or participate from the crowds of them sitting in rows as they teleport me to watch me fight, after being assaulted in these teleportation episodes (all put on film, no doubt for the "Dark Web" and other informational tutorials on how to get what you want using this new tech/terrorist organization drug/tech interface genocide systematic hate).

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A half hour later: I "remembered" what had been blanket-out from my memory by the tech/terrorist/hackers when I tried to begin to describe how some actor/writers used my concept of Nazis thwarting my life because I kept competing and winningg when I was not made parralyzed and incoherent from drugging and under non-stop terrorist attackk by "them". the actoor is "blackk" and turned my concept into a male, black situation. I wrote about this on Facebook years ago. hundreds of posts ago. However, it comes to mind because this movie also went up the charts of public approval suported by Nazi mafia and completely funded by white supremacists and theiir Nazi, foreign ilk. I beolieve/know" that this blackk male and his group stole my concept sbecause first, a plethora of his videos appeard on my YouTube channel (the portal through which many a rapist/perpetrtorr male/female "celebrity" had stolen ideas and planted the stolen concepts on my channel, or put theiir endles videos so if I click on one, they can teleport me and then claim I am paranoid, schizophrenic and delusional as they pilfer, rape and torture wiith asolute exonneration by all law and up to the Executive with full promotion and $$$$$!!!! Oh yeah hooray Whorewood exalts in this !!!

Not just this onslaught of videos, but videos verbatim using phrases I have witten on my Facebook page. "AM I the only one?{ I wrote being teeleported and raped and tortured? This exact phrase was stolen verbatim by this black male to portray a rape scenario, but put in light of blackk male underdog pretenses. The usual configuration of underdog movie selling hypocrisy cranked out by multi-milioniiare rapist abusers mafia Nazis and their genocidal supporters.

It is very very hard for me to write and I am exhausted from this efort. Who is reading this besides terorists? Or maybe some people who "care" when they are "safe" and can then "care" as the usual habit is when crimes perpetratred by State "actors" is lfeft silenced until it's safe for the concened public to show sympathy--usually when the victims and perpetrators are long dead and they are given theokay signal by the perpetrator subsequent generations--swho then use thematerial to foment fake opposition aginast their entrenched oppression but put into jake sympathetic light in these waves of concern over the situation too long dead to be a tthreat anylonger to the terorists who always seem to get out unscathed afterwards. Except for a few iconimc symbolic clowns who get stuck in the crossfire of public enraged witch hunt actions as catharsis for the huge massive generational recurring landscape.

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Again, after my brqain was put into a ramblling mode and then I "forgot" to add the most incisive point: the blackk male who I believe stole my concepts, participating in this contract but not openly assaulting me in these sickening teleportation skkits. One of the tv skits he put on my YouTube channel was of him saying that someone had stolen ideas, but "your ideas are so bad" was his reply. This was put prominantly on my channel. I took it as a token sign of the signature of the contract out on me, to humilliate and insult all I work for that they steal, claiming only they are intelligent and I am supposed to be "stupid" a "b-word" and etc etc profanities, after they steal all they can and act like stupid apes which they then ridicule by having apes holding up the middle finger worn on teeshirts by terrorists who follow me and nearly hit and drive into me in the Thai roads--so I will notice their hate symbols.

One of their MO's is to mock and "laugh" about my hate responses by calling them apes and pigs and etx. Their strategy is to joke and be Jokers about my rsesponses by calling it all stupid. Particularly raciaml slurs that are encased into the public consciousness, which are stupid and ugly. If I try to create my own, such as the Mafia outof Brooklyn or Italy, as there are very few insults that are so established as the black and Jewish "jokes" and hate slurs--they mock and insult tring to diminsh the impact of the created insults I make to laugh about them myself. They then augment their reversal mockery wiith violence and tortrure. I remain fighting alone and fighting just to type agiout this.

What JOKERS they really are, but not fun or funny. How does the woorld at large actually buy into their jesting joker media personalities and the lies that they continuously crank out? Oh yes, much of the world that had fought against this Old World Disorder have already been killed. The rest firmly buy with real money into the media purchases that create these billionaire rapist hedonistic soulless sadists who are promoted by all players in the leadership death thrones sitting atop with splendor of genocide filthy lucre that they obtained from MURDER. Endless movies about MURDER and death put into near jocular jesting joker format. All murderers are emulated and turned into heroes! Mafia movies especially abound, now in Latino and all other country formats!!!

A more exact explanation of the Higgs-Boson "God Particle" video, leading to the conclusion that the non-random cascading effect of the JOKER PARTICLE is being aimed, through the electronic force of the boob tube phenonmena, into the brains and cerebral cortexes, massive dimishment of E=mc2 of the brain mass due to endless radiation effect of the Joker Particle blasting each and every brain cell until brain mass diminishes, allowing the Joker Particle to penetrate and cause massive deflation and implosion effects.

In the end, the Anti-God force field exacts an anti-gravitational field around brain mass, causing massive implosion into a CLASS WAR AND REVOLUTION in the inhabitant of the diminished brain mass. This saves time for obscene legislation aimed at curbing the excessive demands of the ruling centrifugal force field of the Goddless Particle which accelerates the more money you put into the machine.

Causing white, male surburban males to contemplate growing dreadlocks and listening to Rage Against the Machine and watching more movies with songs of revolution so they can feel appeased about their need for absolute power and control which their controllers dictate to them until they "grow up" and assume the mantle of oppressive Godlike goddless Particle acceleration into assumption.

All the while watching the movie Jocker until they can reach this point of calcification and rigidity so they will never fall into the trap of the 2nd Law of Thermodynamics, aka Entropy. Too stiff to fall into the supine position of thinking and pondering and being loose, flowing and alive with energy.

The band collectin' all those royalties for the movie, a precursor to The Joker. All the white angry males now have children they can protect with control out-of-control----assuming the mantle and their children rebel. Oh Joker particle spawning masses creating chaos bringing order out of chaos.

MUSE-SICK for the masses, pulling forces apart. Revolutiion Joker Particle pulling the joke on the masses the joke is on/in/out/within pulling forces apart. The Matrix yawns with each stagnating Joker Particle that descends in entropic fashion into the depths of the revolution that came around to the slaughter of the masses echoing it's last revolution that came before the old men were replaced by younger angry men who then were killed off by the old men resuming power. The Joker heckles and laughs and resumes his silent vulture existence, waiting for the next spawning turn of the wheel revolving around a centrifuge of stagnating energy, where solid structures are assumed to never really fall or collapse under the weight of the masses pounding to reach a more stable but negative state of equilibrium within the dynamics of zero gravity forces impoverishing starvation dissolution revolution.

TERRORIST REPORT July 22, 2020

Terrorists broke into my room via mechanical arms through the cupboard under the "kitchen" sink area. I believe this has been the primary avenue of transgression into my living space. The panel linking my room to the room to my left-hand side, as I open my front door, is a thin partical board typf of material that has been doused with some depreciating material that has made the particle board as loose as a flabby, soaked piece of cheap waste industrial fake wood material. I cannot screw anything into this area, which is directly beneath the aluminum bottom of the sink and behind the continuously dripping pipes (pvd, which are always broken in every place I live by terrorists. This set of pipes have been covered with layers of tin foil and tape and material tape, which terrorists get through every time they break into my room when I leave the studio, rendering the area penetrable and dripping repeat).

I realized that any mechanical arm could easily be inserted through this area, so I tried to screw in small screws into the bottom area of this soggy, repeatedly doused with fluid (stinking fluid, which I have covered with a layer of sticky art paper, penetrated of course by the fluids which are poured into this area every single day, as well as fungus and mold). I taped the edges of this small sheet of plastic to the moist underbelly of the sink basin. Two days ago I put material tape around the entire area. Last night, after I had gone to bed, I heard the scraping noise of metal against metal under the kitchen sink, and more sounds like scurrying of objects scraping against objects. This morning a hole had been punctured into the plastic area and my body and home had the usual detrimental attacks of ojbects inserted under my cuticles, and my hair greasy and nasty and parts cot off the top of my scalp to cause a fake area of "balding". Shredded my hair is always and damaging chemical smeared on my hands, skin and body and hair every single day they break through my very cheap and nearlly pathetic defenses against the unlimited funding, x-ray and other nefarious forms of surveillance that this torture/surviellance chamber has been plied with from my wonderful US Government and the Thai government and all other nefarious covert agencies and groups which sully support all these terrorist activiges against me, and many others whom I cannot cionnect to.l;

I am again closing myeyes in order to fight to type. Yesterday as I closed my eyes to type I discovered that the hackers moved the cursor to the "start" menu and what I was typing was being inserted into the "search" menu. As I tried to access what had been essentially deleted, because once I clicked on the page, what was in the Start menu was automatically deleted and gone. I "forgot" what II had written due to the severe attack on my brain, which always leaves me dizzy, nausious, incapable of remebering what I am fightint to stsruggle to get out and other subliminals are endlessly injected into my subconsious as I write with great difficult. Not able to finish my thoughts, thusly.

My laptop had greasy marks on the touchpad. I just cleaned it three days ago and I never, never touch that keyboard of this computer because I use a portable device (which already has the images of the letters erased by the terrorists, who always, without fail, make all my keyboards nearly all black keys because they erase/delete the letters on the keys using solvents. I had just cleaned it and the terrorists got into my room last night, inserted objects under my cuticles which by now, after this same nightly repeat disfiguration of my body, my hands are huge, swollen from the damaging chemicals and my fingernails are nearly gone on both hands where objects are nightly inserted. 

Waking up poisoned and drugged, food in my fridge poisoned and drugged as usual. Thus the terrror electronic attackks to my brain, inducing various extremely negative and stress states of being werre as usual aimed at me. 

INTERNET ATTACKS

My YouTube page plagued by videos of actors out of H-wood (hypocritewood as well as howood and etc etc--or just HH-wood--Heil Hiterwood also suffices to describe these "actors" teleporting, or involved in these attacks and the teleportation torture adn terrorism activities that engender so much promotion for these "people". They are so enamored with theiir access to this tech and the promotions and this contract and it's protocols, absolutely acting /behavior with absolute callous indifference because it is apparent that they are assured that no president will intervene, no law eagencies, no one will defend or protect me to thepoint that I am living simply without terror, torture or other illegal activities (so far, this kind of "slavery" is still, technically, ILLEGAL and punishable as stalking offenses and various other types of assault with PRISON TERMS). But as the situation remains, the actors and the other personnel behave with absolute swinish glee that nothing will touch their otherwise genocidal and criminal activities. 

I had downloaded the movie Gladiator and the next day, the lead actor of this movie (one of them) appeared in a split video conference frozen image in this video alongside a blonde bigot female actor (also from his country, not from the United States, but the US is their Nazi hunting ground for infiltration and exploitation in deference to their native Imperialist Mother colony--England).

I doubt that algorithms combing my utorrent downloads and searches on torrent sites combine with YouTube platforms to download these videos into my "recommended" searches when I first open the page, and if I attempt to type in the "search" bar, I "must" have to glimpse the faces because they put their video right at the top upper left of the screen, directly where I must click the cursor to access the search page.

And I want to state that the drugging has left me so incapacitated in terms of defense, not only in the physical hinderance of not being able to bend, lift, move my body, sluggish and sick every day except for a few, grateful days when I can actually get anything done. These days are spent fighting the terrorist break-ins so all I do if I can finally move is try to screw in more hooks and insert more objects and fight to stop this endless destruction of my body.

I have not been able to think clearly enough to access information on internet security, and my brain is like a soggy, foggy mess where I can't begin to access the concepts of defense online. Please believe me that I write there is a void and a chasm between first thinking of the subject, the interface of mind control where these thoughts are IMMEDIATELY deleted/blanked from the brain--as all my thoughts are being monitored, recorded, accessed by the terrorists, and then turned against me or stolen as concepts to be used for various movie concepts about futuristic technology, or other "alternative" concepts regarding abuse of power and the state, or racism, or male chauvenism, or domestic violence--these are thoughts that plague my thoughts constantly because I studied English literature and Feminist Studies and was involved very briefly in Civil Rights (in my grade school and a few times in adult life but was attacked as usual by blacks surrounding me in these forums and lecture areas). I do believe very few or none of these actors attacking me have ever been involved in any sort of real debate or study of these topics or subjects. They simply gleen the concepts from my thoughts or the induced writings, always ranting and drugged up by me, and then convert them into more racist themes underlying fake pretenses at outrageous righteousness for movie fodder blockbuster productions.

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I am currently beginning a search for offline platforms in which to type and write. I must of course utilize free software due to the financial blocks from this terrorist org that destroys all I attempt to have any sort of "normal" existence.

I was not able to finish most of my thoughts above. I would rather think about happy or fun things, and do actually fun and happy things in life. I do not want to sit alone in some studio drugge dup, ranting about these various tortures, instead of going out and living life in some other way that does not involved endlessly pondering the excesses in ugliness that this terrorist organization forces upon me. 

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WHO IS READING THIS? Who knows? Maybe no one (not even me)

I had to get up and do something else in order to "remember" that I was being blanketed in memory and i "remembered" this after I got away from the onslaught of brain-altering tech (I opened myeyes to see all the typos, and correted some just from this one last sentence, I can't imagine how many there are in my posts a ove. I am so tired of backkspacing to correct their instrusions--the hqackkers)

I wrote that the mechanical arms are getting throuogh the interior of the cupboards.  have tried to alleviate this by hooks pounded into the exterior of all cabinets covering the 30+ panels covering just the left-hand side of this room/surveilance/torture chamber.

The cabinet doors under the kitchen sink (a tiny area it could not even be called a cubicle space or anything but a hole in a formica panel with a sink attached, a small refrigerator next to it, and a series of cupboards and drawers that terrorist bore through every time they can to spray foul substances on the counter and poison anything I have on the rusted, stained table that came with this room.

The cabinet doors covering the sink area do not close against the surface of the sink area. There are gaps as large as nearly half an inch, where the doors should close against the paneling in a tight fit. Because I had begun trying to protect myself in the last torture/surveillance/rape/disfigurement "resort" room I was forced into (for lack of all internet searches coming up with anything but two choices for the entire Phuket area, when I had to search online and that is another long story)...

I have only one option for defending against the mechanical arms entering my room through the tops of these gaps on the cabinet doors (the hinges are completely rusted due to terrorists coming in and pouring some substance on ALL metal objects in my room--) I insert rubber matting, folded, with tiny beads placed on top. The terrorists simply poke the rubber matting upwards as the beads fall onto the floor while I am in a drugged up, tortured state. Sometimes I can hear the beads falling just as I am falling into a dazed "sleep" zone. I am unable to move, the attack is on my nervous system and I literally am not able to move or get out of this zone. 

It is, therefore, literally impossible for me to defend myself in this space. There are no "maintenance" workers in this building. The people who sit at the "front" desk are agents who claim they are not responsible for damages and they phone this landlord who then rushes with a group of 5 Thai men wearing "uniforms" who then break objects as they stand in my room while the things my landlord has helped to break are being "fixed", while he insults and sexually intimates and glares at my body and smells offensive and acts like a rapist thug and is a nasty hate person as directed by the people who control him. If I were to havve to spend my very unsubstantial money on buying new doors and installing them somehow myself, the stalkers would break them again, I suppose, as that has been their MO for years

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As to the hacking of this site and my internet and WiFi and etc (any connection, anyinternet cafe, anywherre, on any device).  I put what I think are called "metatags" on the header of this blog site. ATtempting to garner any internet search results, I awrote any conspiracy-theory tag possible. Thus I used "New World Order" just to try to generate search results. I definitely believe in this theory to some degree, but I never wanted to use it to generate search results. NO search results are possible for ME due to the secrecy and the hacking efforts of this terrorist group who are fighting to create this Old World Disorder. That really is the term I would use for this situation.

Indiana bloody red skins of all hues: revision reform of all forms of racism necessary. (copied from Facebook post)

@ 7 min into the Dem.Now presentation, first I uttered "finally" when hearing that white supremacists were arrested for battery after assault and threats of lynching upon Vauxx Booker. Within two seconds of the "good"news came the bad: his attacker spat and coughed on him, and two weeks laterr Vauhxx has been diagnosed with Covid 19. The connection between the body fluid assault and Covid 19 in this case is not certain, but not uncertain either. Proud of the witnesses who stopped the murder situation in Indiana.

The hacking is so bad I can only get one or two sentences out--that also includes the hacking of my brain, making thinking and typing actually impossible. My fingers are twisted in confusion as my brain is being manipulated into ot being able to access motor skills. The keyboard is messed-up by hacking, and it's another day of this attack on my ability to type or think while sittinng in front of this laptop.

I also am attacked when I try to read (tears begin to pour out of my eyes or are continuously moist so it's impossible to focus. My concentration is dminished so greatly I can only read for a short while and am exhausted from the brain attack.

This same attackk also happens when I listen to podcasts, on my tiny mobile phone which I have downloaded. the tech is aimed into my brain or relayed whether I am sitting in front ofa laptop or in public with no accessories polugged in (which is rare, because I always have headphones on now since the music in shops is awful and the people around me make trigger noises to distract or anger me to get me hyped up for a negative reaction (which could cause me to get kicked out of shops I must go to for food and other necessities).

I have triied to wear aluminum "nutcase" hats I makke out of tin foil and it doesn't work!!!!

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Now for the "entertainment" (for the stalker/rapist/Nazis of all races and sexes) segment of the Indiana commentaries by me, today. I refer also to the situation in Champaign, ILlinois which is not very far distant in every way from Bloomington, anotherr small university town. When I wrote of hiking and canoeing doown the Kickapoo state Park river (which, from footage, was a broad and beautiful expanse in the early 70's, now reduced almost to a tiny swatcth of trees lining the river. Backk when I was there, it was a huge park with trees spanning the area instead of cement roads and establishments that now dot and line the area. I was invited to go camping wiith a "friend" of my mother, a man named Daniel McCollough (I only knew his name from spoken word, don't know the exact spelling). I believe this man was one of my mother's lovers. Characteristically of my mother, she told me to go camping with Mr. McCollough, his son, and a team of boys. Because I was so used to being around boys and doing boy-things (I was the only female on the male baseball team, the first year that girls were allowed to play in male-dominated sports thanks to new laws enacted in 1972--Title IX).
My mother handed me a frilly Cinderella sleeping blanket which was intended for indoor sleeping parties for girls's sleepover, which was popular back in that time. The time was early Spring, and I contracted some infection immediately after going on this male-only (but one MK ULTRA female) outing. I slept in an indoor space with Mr. McCollough and his son, and two days later I came down wiith some sickness. The protocol for rape and attack in this MK ULTRA/racist/Nazi situation always entails that the rapists disfigure my body, steal concepts, ideas, property or damage and destroy anything they can afterwards. They then never contact me again. This has happened all my life, including from females of all races (Asian, Jewish, white, and less frequently black). Since I never know what has happened, and not a single person around the planet has ever once warned me or informed me, I can only surmise that I was raped by this friend of my mother at Kickapoo State Park.

Nevertheless, the park at that time was a more pristine and natural environment with huge areas of forest and waterways, now reduced to what appears to be a few streams and riverways and almost non-existant fish, if you observe one of the Y-tube vids of scuba diving in the river. The fish and wildlife back in 1974 in that area, when I was there, was a landscape of natural beauty and wide areas of secluded woods to camp and hike in.

This is my pesonal account of a severely ugly racist attack that I now understand was a racist and rape situation which my parents openly advocated. My parents were very supportive of me as a human being until the racism that surged around my family turned, eventually, into murderous proportions. I believe my step-father was slowly poisoned to death, but it was orchestrated to appear as slow deterioration from diabetes. Although he was a diabetic and blind, there were signs of poisoning that I also witnessed on the dogs that I grew up with, from the same source that slowly destroyed my father, in a State, in a country, where these activities have been officially sanctioned but covertly silenced.

I wait for the time when people will also openly state that these operations are allowing sleazy, disgusting bigots to murder and rape with full authoritative sanctioning and societal approval.

My parents, as guilty as they are in the compllicity of these crimes against me, were themselves brainwashed, drugged, poisoned, threatened, and microchipped, gang stalked, and terrorized and unless they wanted to be kliled or made homeless or with no chance to have careers or financial stability, they participated. I do not excuse their actions, but when they were "allowed" to care about their children in some decent way, they did so emthusiastically. i grew up with great love and support until the time came for the Conservative backklash against all the "liberal" protest movements of the 60's and early 70's, which my parents participated in and were leaders of.

I was viciously attacked in 7th grade by a white male, Brian Hildebrand, with the half-black athetic jock anti-semite Todd Oliver, who openly attacked me as proxy racist bigot hater for the group of white males. This happened because I played drums, (percussion) in the middle school band (Edison Middle School, Champaign, Illinois). I won "First Chair" as lead drummer. Brian would hit me wiith the drum sticks, then have black anti-semite Todd phone me making sex comments about pornography and asking if I would have sex with him and the white boys who surrounded Brian. There were also many white girls my age who also attacked me.. when the real harassment stalking terrorist actions took place, NO ONE stood by me, no one made any comment to me, the entire school allowed it to happen and not one teacher or professional made any defensive posture aimed at me.

I also had been at a high level of classical violin studies, playing in a symphony by the age of 13. I was similarly attacked but not as viciously, due to the nature of classical music as opposed to the more open violent nature of cock rock male-dominated band musick---thus, threatened and atatcked for being better than a pimple-face ugly white boy who probably never had a lesson in his life. I had by that time studied music and played in symphony and then wanted to learn drumming.

(The hacking is absolutely orrible right now, almost impossible to get anythign 0out and continuosly pouunding down on keys to get anything out)

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decades later, right now--assaulted and raped by white males and their nazi females of all races who have been stealing ideas from me and blocking any sort of attempt I could ever make to have any success in any fiield. The attacks are so severe that not only is typing blocked completely, thought obliterated by the attacks on my brain, but even reading books is nearly impossible due to the attackks on my braiin and nervous system, my eyesight and everything else while I am reading (I believe a stream of nonsense subliminals are being pumped into my subconscious while I attempt to read).

When I wrote that "finally" something is being done about Vauhxx Booker, I mean not only that the people caught on tape trying to murder him and assaulting him were not even arrested until a major outcry occured after sources like Democracy Now put the video on air--but finally attention is being paid to the horrendous racism that exists--although the racism is only labeled as being against blacks. The anti-Semitism I have experienced all my life ALL MY LIFE has been mostly perpetrated by BLACKS wiith whites behind them, encouraging them as I now experience wiith the H-wood gang and the endless waves of minorities (brown-skinned/black/minority people worldwide) attacking me as proxy stalkers doing disgusting things for promotion into the acceptance of the racist, horrid white culture whiich conrols them and all the people who have remained silent about my situation--including eveyr Jewish person I have ever met in my life. Not a single one has come to my defense, ever.

And Bloomington, Indiana. I had joined a "stop domestic violence" Facebook group years ago. A female out of Bloominton, a student at the University of Indiana--claimed that she was a moderator of the online group. I had not been experiencing domestic violence, but my situation was one of being stalked and I thought that the perpetrator was using minorities to stalk me all the way from Miami to Portland, where I was living at the time (no...I forgot and am pounding down on keys---I was in Phuket at the time, and the stalking had not stopped despite moving 9,000 miles away from the assumed perpetrator.. I had not heard of gang stalking up to that point in time, all I could attribute the situation to was a domestic violence stalking situation from a man I "met" online when I was looking for an apartment, who I met one single time and the stalking then began.

My sister Carrie also appeared in the Facebook group just as I joined the group. She recently appeared to attack me in a teleportation situation that the H-wood gang orchestrated, maybe two months ago.

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the hackers just deleted the last few sentences of this post and I must rewrite.
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My family has so openly participated in the slow murder of me that they laugh along wiith the perpetrators and attack me viciously for not knowing what is happening to me, asking me why I don't act like them but all my life they lied to me about thiis siituation so I never had any idea what was happening to me. All of them have obtained higher status and new businesses and opportuniities to promotion by offering me as a victiim to be raped and poisoned to death and tortured to death. I attribute all of this to the threat this murder stalking organization of death squad bigots and Nazis and whatever other groups they claim adherance to have done.

At last something is being done about racism in Indiana, and Illinois--but focused on Blacks. Allo I know of blacks is that they participate in the torture, rape and stalking situations almost to a high 90 percent ratio and in almost every instance. Surrounded by blacks stalking me on public transportation has been a prime abuse situation that this white racist group has organized. Blacks, like my family, happily and willingly attack me after whites make threatening gestures towards me while I wait in line for the bus. Always having been lied to my entire life, I had no idea they were making symbolic gestures of violence or death aimed at me. Blacks then surround me, grope my body while I sit (always drugged and dazed) and that is how the racism effect trickles down.

Maybe one day this situation also will be exposed and people will stand up for this inclusion of blacks into the white supremacist Nazi genocide/post-Holocaust programming of Jews, Blacks, Latinos so they can hope to be included into the prosperity that the white Nazis have obtained in all their genocidal pursuits of global domination.

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but now so distracted by hacking blocks, the keyboard is so stiff I am making exertions beyond exercise to get any keys to pound out letters. My brain is in the usual stae of feeling entangled in numb blank pain, thelonger I try to write the more crushed-inward sensation I experience, as the technology is blanketing my brain with what must be deadly waves hindering blood flow--or something along very dangerous to my health forms of block of cognitive functioning.

I got complteely diverted from describing how this Indiana student who claimed to be a moderator of the domestic vioolednce group behaved. She put endless photos of herself dancing with her friends as I wrote about the stalkking and tortures I thought it odd that she put phots of herself dancing, over and over, as respone to my posts and rewquests for assistance or any kind of support. Now I understand....and due to blockage I cannot pound down any loner this literally hurts my arms, which are already very frail from poisoning and inertia and non-stop torture for the last 10 years due to the hate and racism I have encounterec by black stalkkers, white stalkers, latinos stalkers, jewish stalkkers and everyone else who wants to be a player in this sy stem and have money to live off and stuas and a position in society.

An art discovery. Buried beneath blockbuster tabeau, I nearly never watched this and did so out of absolute boredom wiith free streaming crap from the tube.

Cinematic history.

Brando--Bravo Phoenix skinnier less brawny more miserable sensitive depth. Deep into the soul and the spirit of how a killerr is born. Immersed in blood. Thriving off energized destruction.

I waited long after the awards season to watch this film. I did not want too delve into another violent H-wood flick. Found it the usual blood bath mayhem, but within the context of theusual death culture movie genre

this is more than art. The acting and directing and theme and writing is more than a formula, although puttwithin the boundaries of the usual plot formula. Far beyond the borders of the mundane. Into the realm of genius and outstanding in all aspects. I never want to listen to the soundtrack---ha ha, it's morbid. The composer comes out of a sordid cleanliness environment of glorification in death culture.

A film in main stream H-wood that is real ART. I laugh at the sordidness that is glorified but turned into the human conditioning.

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Dear Mr. Joaquin Phonix. Gainesville has changed so greatly since the days of Tom Petty and your family were educated running wild upon the swampy eroding, abrasive sands of Paines Prairie. The free-flowing campus days have turned into an historical book entry in the Alachua County library that is stacked someplace where the carefully clothed, SUV-driving student body cannot find it. True there are all sorts of behaviors, dresses and subculture groups representing a fashion statement. I lived in that town, that city where I eroded the waste of Miami Beach and Gainesville then put new poisons into my body, which I continue to detox from today.

When I read your description of having been brought up in Gainesville, with a kind of hippie communal environment, I can assure you that if you walk on the University of Florida campus today you will be stunned at the blank silence of the post-drunken party state of the students who are fixated on getting rich and wearing the right clothing for power in the corporate world. That was the Gainvesville I experienced for a few years, striving to get out because my expectations of a free community of intellectuals was dashed by years of experiencing the ennui of a long-destroyed independence community. All that remains is remnants of fashion statements making political statemens in the guise of disguise of garb.

Garbled as this may sound, the children of the people who inspired you appear to have become zombies emotionally and intellectually--back there in Alachua County.

Please forgive me for making this biased "blanket" bigoted statement because I was around the "alternative" culture and was sorely disappointed in what appeared as interesting from the fashion and appearance and music tastes that so lured me initially into their "scene".

I saw archived photos of the days when Tom Petty wouuld jam in outdoor events and people were sitting on the grass and frolicking in the subdued enthrallment of a powerful independent lifestyle. The photos are faded Tom Petty is dead. I went to the street where he grew up and only saw suspicious crackers protecting their right to be white and fight for the slight that they sustain theiir old-fashioned morality upon .

I searched and searched for that old movement culture and found shadows and remnants of faded copies of copies.

When I watch you act, I know that the environment must have been inspirational and free, there in Gainesville. ACTUALLY, when I went to Micanopy one day, (such a lush, pretty little small town, but a very cool-looking guy at the gas station counter told me that it was a small-minded town and with all the fresh-cut grass and American flags proudly displaying patiortism, I was informed that you hand your family had lived in that tiny Micanopy town. It now resembeles the tree-lined plantation post-Jim Crow atmosphere.

The people, the only people in Gainesville who were real and authentic were the real authentic Christians who were not fake or in abstentia advocating the Devil.

Peace be with you, brother, for your performance. I know you were raised in an environment that instilled a sense of profundity that was like a small, tiny portal in the unpermeable Southern disposition of The South, in the tiny university town of Gainesville. (or MIcanopy, a 15 or 10 minute drive outside Gainesville borders).

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As always: hacking interference. Attack simultaneously on my brain so I couldnot remember my ideas and the sensation of being glued into mental paralysis. It becomes almost painfuol to conitnue as my head feels like ti's being crushe dinward. Like it's being gdipped in drugs and I am going to suffocate and wipe out unless I stop and pause. The attacks from the technology are overwhelming and I can barely get a few sentences out before I have to stop. The jumbled quality of writing, and also thehackking with deletions and interuptions. jTis is alwayas the case whenever I write anything, (or speak to anyone inn public, for any reason, for any thing, everywhere non-sttop arouund the planet).

I have written of this every time I post , but I want to exonerate myself forom all the chaotic mess thae hcakers and the mind control techs create. Every post is compromised in this way and I feel the need, every single time, to excuse myself rfrom the disarray the hackers and techs create on my wriiting and other fucntions related to writing ANYTHING. All is a total mes. Due to the terrorist and not from my inability or lack of anything except protection from their atackks. I should really copy and poaste this same paragraph at the beginning of every post. I am not watching the words any longer because I am trying to get this out. My fingers are moving outsided the boundaries of the keys, which I must also pound down due to malware affecting the keysboard so I must bpound down. My fingers are "confused" because my brain is under so much attack and my hands won't move correctly. Please note that none fo this is an "excuse".

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SUBLIMMINAL ATTACKK: After having written the postt, I turned off thelaptop. I "heard" subliminals screaming into my ear on that very low frequency, but screaming hate at me with threats and obscenities. Teh b-word was uttered. They have called mea "crazy cat lady" so how do they then turn it into me being a dog if I am crazy about cats? H a ha, the joke is on but on whom? Well, "they" want me to never describe how mundane, immature (my descriptions of them appear to make me "immature" but I merely am echoing their chrlish immaturity and childish terroorist antics, immature but deadly with all the suppressed lack of real self and substance. Their opp[ression turned upopn me, or anyone elsed if and whenever possible.)

"they" want me to remain silent about their torutre, but to write about it so they can get promoted. "They" want me to describe how insidious they are, but in ways that are creative so "they" can steal the ideas to crank out their formulas about how wonderful they are as heroes rescuing society from the evils that they are "people" endorse and are promoted for participating in.

Again, I must state emphatically that my brain is under attackk and the keyboard as well---

I was making a not very subtle reference to The Devil's Advocate, turning the wording but it was a sensible description of the reality I encountered. You, the reader, and "you" Mr. Joaquick Phoenix, may have your old support system and your old art friends still living in Gainesveille and it's environms (but my experience as a "target" means that all people who might support me are pushed away from me with lies, gossip and theats by this organization. Subliminals are also turned upon people who surround the target but are not part of the attack system. It works on many levels and is aimed into people's brains in various modalities.

Thus, whatever was interesting about Gainesveille I had very little access to. I still reduce all my statements down to people being sheeple and doing what they are told, believing the subliminals as their own thoughts, and not wondering if what they think is reality or what is expected of them. Thus, as I had written, the freedom of intellectual adn emotional expansion as I had experienced it myself growing up in the art/hippie?alternative subculture has diminshed to the point that it's all a fashion statement. That is a huge bigoted statement on my part. I makke it as a huge blanket statemtnt, as I am blanketed by the silence of the complicit civilian population who take my plight as a joke.

The people torturing me, who I made reference to, havve raped me, tortured me, threatened rpeatedly to kill me, and have gotten endless promotions for it.

I know, Mr. J. Phoenix, that if you had been a part of this stalking eleportation torture group, you did ont openly participate or threaten me as far as I know. I do believe you are aware of my situation, because I think you have participated in this situatioon to some degree. Your movies werre put on my tv along with the rest of the attackk H-wood gang, years ago before i got rid of the boob tube that was pirated wiith hacked in material of the now huge circular clown posse of rapists and teleporting torturing/rapist and near-death accident orchestrating recipients of all the firty lucre and awards that this system hands out, in hierarchical awards status, most huge profits first goiing to white males tand then their females and then the minorities get last dibs on the orture, but if they wait long enough, they get theiir chance too to rape, insult and torture me and order the stalking vcrews to make my home filthy, my body disfigured, as they laugh asnd watch me fight to clean up the stinking mess and fight to not get dismembered and destroyed as well.

going off now into this realm of their violence. You, Mr. J Phoenix (I cannot remember how to spell your first name, my memory is so jarred by the tech attack on my brain--I don't want to spell it wroong. I am really that hindered by the technology it's like parts of my brain are literally beingclosed off while i"m fighting to think and type.

You have not atacked me in this vicious sense. Your talent demonsttrates how you do not NEED TO participate in this to get promoted.

On the other hand, the eople who just issued a huge subliminal offensive attack on me, I could feel and hear obscenities pouring out as they werre disgruntled about what I had typed on my personal blog. I thought to myself, which "they" can hear, how banal, mediocre, boring, nasty, stupid, sick and vile and ugly and rotten these people actor bs conartists selling dissemintaion of death culture wrapped up in plastic-coated smmiesl and fake posturing of societal heroic gestulications. Natsy, meaningless and foul. So horrid. I am so very gald that you put this movie out (also to Mr. Todd Phillips, what a genius also in directing.And for the rest, even the composure but the music is very morbid.

I am now in the jumbled cognitive statge and state. The tech is blasting my brainn. My fingers can't move to keys I am trying to ty pe out.

I do wish someone would stop these sick parasites from using the subliminals. I know they can hear me when I ttell them that IT IS THEY WHO ARE TEH BITCHES. Their hate is disgusting and they are stupid as anything like a bottomless pit of junkk mental mind control that they live by, empowerred by it, they lackk all creativity they must rape and torture so they can steal ideas.

I am goign to try to write your name correctly excuse if I misspell: Mr. Joachim Phoenix---(my eyes are closed, my brainn is being turned on and off by this micriship/computer interface/jerk-off technoician under orders of rotten nasty wealthy people ordering them to attack me in this way)

If you werre a hack actor you would nottbe a rapist trying to get points in the Whorewhood establishment so your movies would be put into lead Acadamy Award status. No...you deserved it. Years of horrid sick and stupid movies winning this award until this year (meaning last year).

Not just one lead actor making the movie, the rest of the cast of course, I have a feeling that the director had a LOT and most to do with the quality of the acting and the movie. The synergy between director and asctors always is a testament to the quality of a m omvie.

I mean "always" as far as I, an outsider observer, can say from never havinb been in a movie studio.

Un Cancion de La Musica Bada$$ de La Reina Del Sur

Musica para cruisin in my motorbike Scoopy doopy Dog

Independente! CHICA MALA/Every Day a Bo$$ Day/Butt, but the billykidgoat spawn of Satan is not my son/sun

Make the terrorists return my one cat LA MOUX (Lamour), plus two, three, four, five cats I rescued who are now in the hands of a person with his wives who want a baby out of me. I also appreciate dogs, and I want the one I rescued back too--a white dog. Three or four or five cats are in a large WHITE HOUSE and my white dog and white cats plus outrageously beautiful LaMoux multicolored spectacle of cat splendor in my own WHITE HOUSE with a garden, no terrorists, happy fun people and animals in a happy location all mine. A white picture of bliss with a black border.

Terrorists are holding my cat(s) ransom until I procure a baby for their promotion and my...? Nine lives stolen by one alley cat dominator terrorist and his pussy-accomplices.