*Please note this is all sardonic and not intended as reality just in case some people are completely convinced that what I write is really not discrediting from hacking and mind control and drugging and whatever--people will use anything to discredit me so I must assume a defensive posture automatically whenever possible.
Okay--now that that is outta the way
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This (video clip below, part of the series John Adams) is the exact spot in the John Adams series where I found a block, emotional and psychological. Centralized power in the hands of bankers as the fundamental principle of governmental cohesion. That people cannot respect authority until and unless the pecuniary overrides the nobility of egalitarianism.
That some ode to Hamilton, the movie and play, neither of which I have ventured into viewing so I should not and cannot make a judgment. Yet it seems that to focus on this concept equals the obsession with money for power as the end-all in American society.
I hit this wall and could not venture further into the discussion made for this film. I have never had the slightest of interest in watching the very popular play/movie Hamilton.
I view this phenomenon of observance to Hamiltaon to be an act of deference to the Central Banking system and all the boom-bust economies, brining power to a smaller circle which shrinks with every bust until it is now considered to be less than the top 1 percent "elite".
As if they could not instill the desire to serve a country based on equality, the "Founding Fathers" had to create a different system of obedience based on fear of impoverishment, and the absolute thrill in greedy acquisition.
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Thomas Jefferson, who termed the banking industry "an infinity of successive felonious larcenies," also weighed in against it on constitutional grounds, urging a veto"--from article --and I agree with Jefferson and paper money IS UNCONSTITUTIONAL AND SO IS A CENTRAL BANK.. Damn Disney and it's goofy Cindarella Castles.
Basically, this is very depressing for me to have to face the reality of the past, present and future debacles of the obstruction of the Constitutional Republic, which according to the article posted in link directly above, has lead to the open and allowed terrorist organizations I encounter every single day due to bigots now wanting me to have a chance to compete in a fair and open market.
The DOWNFALL OF THE REPUBLIC OF THE UNITED STATES and the liberty for which is was supposed to have stood has fallen and has been taken over not by Eagles but by rapacious greedy, selfish VULTURES. They make movies adulating the greed and the "INVISIBLE HAND" OF grasping greed which has lead to our current predicament of how to stop a Martial Law takeover and complete obliteration of what was supposed to have been a kind of sacrosanct version of Equality for the betterment of the human race.
It began in the symbolic presentation of the tv series John Adams. I wonder exactly what the real personalities actually said upon such real discussions at the time of decision-making.
That crucial point which has brought the couuntry now to a standstill of chaos that billionaires have indulged in.
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From article link above:
"Hamilton was wrong about central banks and we pay the price for his mistake today. Those who know real monetary theory understand that Hamilton was a worse traitor than Benedict Arnold."
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This is my very first minute having anything to do with watching/listening to or clicking on the Hamilton craze play/movie. First impression after 0.57 seconds into the intro song: as I wrote in my blog a few days ago the underdog white male (now put into hero stance with a rap backdrop with black males combining the black struggle pitted against a poor, fatherless white male child. Perhaps rising from the white male equivalant of the ghetto, and then...I stopped listening because it fits the pattern of underdog rises to the top, white male privilege white male supercedes his lost father image. I wrote of this on teh Joker platform intrspective page and I really could not go further. The first few lines were that Hamilton rose as a batstard--fatherless--from a "whore". I myself use the word whore but I would not put it into a Disney song for Goddesses sake. My first one minute of the movie/song/play what ever.....and I don't think I can go on with the rest as putting modern hip hop ghetto stypecasting into a white male who created a country of slave-owners using paper money to buy and sell slaves is just a bit too ironically hypocritical for me to even BEGIN to watch or listen to more. I am certain that some exonomist would have great reason to dispute and argue me down with facts about economic lending and borrowing principles, which I am no economist on the subject but lending and borrowing, banking and international trade, debt and debt relief were already in full swing before Hamilton suggested this European system as in integration into the new Republic.
But, on the other hand, I can theorize that the imbalance in fiscal power, that the Northern States held more purchasing power than the Southern States, a reason why, perhaps, Andrew Jackon rejected the Central Banking system---was or may have been partially responsible for the Civil War being fought and slavery ending and declaired unConstitutional, something which the Founding Fathers could never achieve (or wanted to, for the most part, including Hamiltron I suspect). Why black rap style music is being used to introduce this white male is beyond evil ridiculous.
I am not basing my statement above on research or fact just on opinion based on the little I heard in podcasts about Hamilton and the little I studied about his policies, and that was many years ago. At this stage of the chaotic situation in the US, I find myself abhoring Hamilton and it is emotionally-based but also based on the facts as I am thinly aware of them through vague research and brief study. I might absolutely change my opinion if I study other sources and get different information. The Disney play/movie makes me ill listening to more of the underdog white male approach cliche formula movie plot, which I see repeated endlessly. Black males LOVING THEIR OPPRESSORS as I write of so often (it could be any "minority" who turns into a minion). Again, the oppressed superimposing this white male banking personality who participated in slave trade into something laudible and honorable according to a myth that has been impregnated through rape culture brainwashing.
And thus--according to HARVARD HISTORIAN
"“He was not an abolitionist,” she added. “He bought and sold slaves for his in-laws, and opposing slavery was never at the forefront of his agenda.
“He was not a champion of the little guy, like the show portrays,” she said. “He was elitist. He was in favor of having a president for life.”
The musical simplifies and sanitizes history, said Gordon-Reed. "
You can kinda trust in Harvard Research as being well-documented and reliable.
At least good music to the droll recounting of the terrorist attacks. The one thing these terrorists have "allowed" or alloted to me is this new laptop, which is being used to suck out more ideas and read with schadenfreude about the awful stress these terrorists inflict. They love reading about how no one ever supports or defends me openly (covertly? I have no idea I only know that some of the deadly tortrures like heart palpitations only decrease if I write about them online, which also spurs the brain-altering tech for me to groove into the death spiral and write about the negativity which surrounds me every moment of the day).
This is a very good artist but I could find no album or source for $0 on torrent or Y-Tube so I must only have this one song for free (my only dimension for media downloading)
wonderful, especial!
And so, I really do not enjoy getting into this negative groove of writing about this fecund poopy situation. Grateful for the technology enabling this kind of escapism into music and YouTube and etc.
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Now back to black which is just a resudue of the scum I must confront every day, surrounding me in sleeping states and in every State of the United States of the Global tyranny.
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First, yesterday I wrote of the motorbike rental place called B2Win with it's female Thai manager, named "Porn" but her name is a bit more elaborate however I can't remember it at this moment because my brain is being "fried" at the moment as I sit here in this spot.
B2Win: It is located in Nai Harn or Rawai, the line between the two little areas is somewhere on one side of a bumpy dirty road next to the beach going up a hillside.
Yesterday as I approached the shop, driving after over 30 minutes of driving nearly hit every 4 minutes by large white flatbed trucks (probably the same trucks returning to nearly hit me the entire drive, as a string of the same sorts of trucks, the same make exactly, kept returning to nearly hit me from every side angle and from behind simultaneously), repeatedly for the over 10 mile stretch I had to drive to get from Phuket Town to Nai Harn. I think it is 10 miles, maybe a bit less but it is a hefty drive and to be nearly hit continuously every 4 minutes is quite stressful in and of itself.
The entire tiny hole-in-the-wall shop was surrounded on all sides by huge cars and motorbikes which blocked the entrance completely, every tiny aisle with which to circumvent the trucks and huge motorbikes was blocked, all carefully positioned so no entry except for a tiny area to twist and turn to get into the front door--a huge double-gated metal thing. There was only one single space for me to park the motoribike in front of all the now closed shops, as business has nearly died out due to the pandemic (excpet for the shop where I have enabled the "owner" to obtain businesses for attacking me using the tech and the Europ-a's uttering hate responses and attack verbal commands subliminally as I stand in her shop fixated into numb blank smiling laughing puppetness. Zombie smiling laughing inertia under attack, that is slightly a brief description of how the tech affects me while I stand in this shop, which is under the attack controls of people operating the tech from the bu ildings on both sicdes or next door on only one side.
I was very drugged up yesterday because the terrorists getting into my room at night poison my milk, which I need for endless cups of tea due to the detox and poisoning, I must drink warm liquids and caffeine because I am always so ill from the recurring poisoning. Drugged up so badly every day I can'at describe it. This morning I ran out of milk and so I am relatively coherent but not very much....still rambling as this post is going way off topic already.
While I was parking in this one and only space available, for a row of closed and empty shops due to no entries of foreign travellors into Thailand for many months--a country absolutely reliant upon tourism. Okay, still straying from the topic: as I parked, a thai female, poor looking, parked alongside me and blocked my path while I had to dismount from the bike. She pulled out and drove into me as I got off and began to walk the labyrinth path to try to get into the shop, which also had motorbikes parked making the entire shop a huge motrobike stall. Dirty and nasty, the shop always is. The first day I walked into her shop, years ago, it resembled a San Francisco bordello with French-style ornamentation, frilly and red and black velvet and cushioned and clean. Now filthy dirty and stinking, the shop closed almost immediately. Porn's daughter was an overweight, pudgy bargirl with shorts extending up into her crotch (she was 15 years old at the time). Two or three years later, after massive plastic surgery and orchestrating maneurvering, coaching, she "won" the Miss Thai Teen contest and has since arrived to attack me once the pandemic raged through the tourism sector (but not the population). She lives in Bangkok. All awards, deals, free new businesses, the more they swipe their noses at me (lacking cartilage, it resembles pig snouts or genitals being smashed whenever they do this, with greasy nasty smiles it only makes them appear ugly and disgusting--but they don't care--of course, free businesses for people who had very little--but of course, their "pimps" control them so they really don't get anything but more control at a higher level.
I really have been in favor of stopping the prostitution of Thai females, but I never intended for myself to be a sacrifice for women who are smiling and grinning as they abuse and torture me using sophisticated tech interfaces with fascist Nazis instructing them how to behave like disgusting pig apes, emulating their fascist nazi pig apes out of White Europigland who have infested Thailand with investments. As the financial sector has eponentially exploded as a result of the influx of pig apes into Thailand, the country can only bow down to the investors and all fascist instruction is welcomed and emulated with all full intention.
Thus, I am stuck paying money I really need to survive off every month to be abused and attacked by groups of people when I look at this woman, who attacks me the second my eyeballs look at her--I believe that many attacks are conducted through my eyesight--I am unsure the pigs in H-wood could explain it probably much more in detail as they know. I was informed that the pigs can also "see" out of what I am looking at. How sickeningly creepy they and this tech and this entire situation is. How disgusting these creeps are and behave. All put into higher and higher positions in all realms of the global power structure. The greed and selfishness of the pigs who have allowed this is firmly to blame. These ugly characteristics are the real underlying situation which extends far beyond culture, race, gender or socioeconimic status or level of education.
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The reason I must continue to pay money (I have paid the full cost of the original investment for two Honda Scoopy motorbikes for all the years I have paid for rental at this shop) because I cannot afford to buy my own motorbike and..the situation always is that whatever vehicles I purchase are immediately destroyed. I am always forced into such poverty I cannot purchase a new vehicle, always rented, and immediately brakes, handlebars, seats, etc are made dirty, scratched, broken, always the air conditioning is broken in every car, and every motorbike is remotely controlled by sterring mechanisms so the brakes and handlebars shake, don't operate and that is how I crash every time the pigs decide they want something broke or destroyed in my body. The mangers of course of these motrobikes all laugh as they allow the pigs to rig the bikes to have me killed or destroyed and all laugh as they get free new bikes and new businesses out of this.
I just phoned Porn just now, because usually this shop cleans the bike for me. That is one reason I continue to rent from her. They also have allowed me to pay $8 less per month than other shops (or $10). Believe it or not, due to the terrorists coming into my room and STEALING MONEY from my purses, and breaking things every single month so I must pay and pay to replace what is broken and every month I throw away so many items that are destroyed I cannot buy things I actually want or like--I must replace essentials like cooking and cleaning and fluids to endlessly spray on clothing. Thus the $10 reduction in price from the other shops is something that I must do, and the US dollar is always weakening and I must resort to scraping for bare necessities and cleaning stuff and repairing and replacing what the pig apes' parasites break and destsroy every single day, every month, on and on.
She told me that there was no one there to clean the bike, which isnow filthy because for the last four months her shop has been closed, I was told by the very hateful, almost violent Ladyboy who worked there supposedly, an agent, also "working" in the massage shop (where the other Thai females are pleasant and thus, I have never seen them again. Because they were friendly and polite. Only the very nasty Ladyboy "helps" me by hissing in hate that he can't help me, but Porn instructed me to go to this shop if her shop was closed. Everything they do is an orchstrated, pre-planed attack situation.
she told me to come tomorrow, which is a tactic they always use when I need something done on the bike--always telling me to come back the next day (usually trying to completely waste my time).
When I wrote that the tech is very dangerous, this is one examle of the situation. First, driving is extremely life-threatening for me, at distances of 10 miles that entails endless near-death scenarios. The roads are very dangerous, dirty, sandy, there is no police force and people drive huge trucks over the yellow line directly into me very often--it gets much worse when the Europig apes are en force on their pig vacations to terrorize and try to expand their genocide Nazi empire --Thailand being one of their "paradise" digs--which is why there is almost no Covid-19 situation here--as I firmly believe that the pandemic is a global terrorist attack derived from the excessive of a depopulation global takeover scheme, with the US being a prime target.
Another topic, no evidence that remains a conspiracy theory.
However, back to this point. On Saturdays the remaining Ex=pat Europigape population can spend their Saturdays on terrorizing (aka Gang stalking) me with their endless concentric circles of minorities doing every dirty, nasty and vile thing as proxy pigs for the pig apes white and disgusting who are their pimps and controllers.
Some of whom are reading this right now, surrounding me, they broke into my room again last night despite years of me fighting to block them, as i wrote yesterday and many times in the last few posts. Somehow they have broken in because the cupboard doors do not close firmly against the cuboards, thus allowing any mechanical or "smart" instrument to get through everything possible. The interiors of the cabinets, I have written on Facebook, are lined with stickers glued onto all corners of every shelf area, then huge segments of colored paper glued and then taped completely into every space, and then silicone also inserted into the cracks--I thought for a long time surely this would stop the stalkers but I realize it only takes a very good solvent and x-ray analysis and whatever other surveillance and break-in equipment is necessary for this very easy operation. The hooks are easily circumvented by cutting through the remaining areas, and the faux wood paneling on my side of the fake wall cupboard cover which is used as an endless area of breaking in---there are various strengths of the fake wood where the edges are very solid but the centers bend to the slight touch.
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back to the now rambling post, as my brain is being splayed by the tech beams--I supposed, I really don't know, but I visualize something like a beam, when it hits a prism, the white light spreads into a rainbow configuration---and that is what it feels like is being done to my thought processes while I fight to type about anything everything becomes turned into a spectrum of meandering thoughts---(see picture below, comes to mind, the music is also appropriate)
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So, Porn told me to come back tomorrow, and under my smiling drugged/technologically zombified state, I said "yes" immediately, not able to conceive of the reality that I was at the very moment under attack, as my brain is literally swiped from all urgent warnings that my consciousness might be able to access. I literally "forget" that I am always under attack while the parasites are attacking me--I mean the terrorists.
I said yes, forgetting that today (writing the next day) is Saturday and thus the Europig apes can organize and expand the attack situations to a full-on deadly situation of endless attack from every angle, every corner, from around every aisle at every store, etc etc.
and I'm tired of writing this.
At least you hackers reading this have some good music to draw on after reading this. I do not want to listen to Pink Floyd, but the synthesizer from Alan Parsons is exemplary on the first few tracks.
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It really is too hard to write and think sitting here in front of this attack technology--combined as a laptop and brain-altering technology--quite a nifty double-package. I also become intellectually comatose, or neurologically blanked out so the things I want to study which might enhance my education or reach other levels of intellectual pursuit other than sitting blank in front of this thing fiighting to type and watching hateful movies I really would not watch if my brain were yearning to expand in consciousness without being blanked so it is painful to think or study or concentrate.
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This morning I phoned Porn by this SKYPE contraption (somehow, all the money I had already in my account was gone, I had over $10 before and now it is all gone somehow). Yet another theft and more mooney I have to spend to fix what has been stolen from me by the p-a org.
Porn told me that she had her daughter by an American male (long separated, I have no idea if that is a true statement if her daughter was the product of an American). I do know that Porn the puppet repeated what she was instructed to think, by saying that she was tired of Americans and didn't like them very much. I told her that she experiences only the worst of malehood in the area she works in. These women all claim that the pigape white males who pay for their upkeep are "nice". The Thai women are very accommodating, and without having to crush them physically in wars like all the surrounding countries--the white pig apes are nice enough to spend money to purchase the "loyalty" of their impoverished and absolutely terrorized Thai investment portal partners (portals in every sense also as holes to penetrate in every way).
Thus, she only repeated what the Europig apes have repeated to her, while they tell her to help them terrorize me (from their perspective they only want to terrorize me on their vacations and weekends which is their fun and "stress relief" as one of them put it when describing attacking me using this tech and drug interface technology--handed out so freely by my Government to them and all terrorist civilian groups).
On the phone, as I told her that I could not come to her office today, as I realized upon waking that of course they blocked the entrance and created this block to having my motorbike serviced because she was told to have me come back when the pigs were on their Saturday attack mode instead of being at work (now the stalkers are those who actually live here, and I think most of them work "normal" pig jobs of exploitation in businesses). Also, the massive attack squadrons of the Thais also must work (for the pig apes who exploit their country and penetrate every possible angle of exploitation).
She told me she could not understand what I was saying, had me repeat the same very simple basic English words repeatedly. I told her I could not come and she told me she would tell her staff that I would be there in five minutes, after asking me to repeat that I could not come four times already. when she picked up the phone she pretended she could understand zero English, would not respond when I asked if her business phone number was her, there was silence for a while and then finally she "understood".
It took 10 minues to repeat that I could not come and that maybe I would show up in two weeks to get the now dirty bike cleaned--because they would not clean it for four months and I really have no money to have it cleaned--the water hoses where I live in this huge condominium completx have turned off the water to the hoses because there are no people excpet for a few terrorists and me living in emptied buildings with rubble, trash and crap everywhere surrounding the properties which span the entire apex of a hillside (with a huge set of cliffs at the back side of the building I am situated in, which is burnt to a dead brown crisp most of the year by the terrorists so that is all I see from my patio).
And, I cannot clean off the bike witha bit of water, my money is spent repurchasing everything like pillows, costing $10 this month because the pillows are stinking from the fluids--and I cannot afford to go to another shop and I must have to deal wiith this stupidity and behave as if it is not happening. I cannnot pay a higher price, I get the best service for $8 less (which is not great at all, the most they do is splash water and soap and smear wax on the surface, the "cleaning" is far from what really would make the bike very safe from dirt getting into the motor.
Stupid questions this woman has asked for a few years, making comments on what I wear, grabbing me, etc etc and I really have no choice.
Last night the terrorists got into my room again, my fingernails are broken and the cuticles are huge, swollen and red and dying from years YEARS of objects inserted daily under these cuticles of fingers. The pigs who order this all get new busineses, multi-million dollar deals if they are at the top of the pile of crap who are themselves told what to wear, say and they only think in very basic ways so there is not much neccessity for mind control over these idiotic scumwhores.
Getting into hate speech now.
I was also thinking of the black situation this morning, from leftover ideas blocked bouncing around in my brain this morning upon waking to having been drugged, my hair damaged, my home stinking, foul fluids poured into my bathroom because the stalkers got into my room via some millimeter space they broke through all the cabinets and the interiors of the cabinets with many layers of silicone, paper taped into fixed surfaces and hooks attaching every corner and every mid-section of the panels into firm place--merely cut around with the laser tools and then the flexible fake wood surfaces (fake cheap paneling that feels like lamination) with these milimeter mechanical/smart arms breaking through all layers, through the tiny holes I have tried to patch up that leave openings of 1/4 of an inch--a few milimeters that won't close against the backs of the cabinet openings--the fake wooden part all is bent and won't close propertly and I can't do anything-=with the unending funding this had been created. I insert padding/rubber and they simply lift it up and break through and then place it all down again. I also balance beads on the tops of the rubber matting inserted into the tiny spaces but they also get through all. there are so many cabinets that i can't keep track of them all also.
and thus, another day of writing about this because I remain in pain, paralyzed, drugged, tortured, and left to only have to write about it to the pigs orchestrating all of this so they can get properties in Europig land, the greedy selfish and stupid apes who are trying to force a baby out of me so these wortheless pieces of sick crap can get more and more out of this contract
the blacks, oh yes, so distracted by the tech--when I wrote about Lice Pube, who really is a nasty hateful man, huge smiles and warm behavior around the white Nazi pig apes who have handed him deals and positions from his attacks upon me (he has punched me upon order of the Austrian sick ugly pig ape who told him to punch me after I said that Lice Pube does not need to ask the Austrian scumbag about concepts regarding Moart's composision when I know, myself. That brought on the rotten black hypocritical Police actor to punch me for the white Europig Nazi, then a VIRUS THAT NEARLY KILLED ME was insertred into my throat immediately afterwards (which I believe was the Cronona Virus, i wrote about it extensively on Facebook) --it was a horrible sickness and I felt distinctly the presence of DEATH upon me, which I have never experienced before. My symptoms were exactly those of the virus, and that was two months before the virus went into full swing in China and then the rest of the world a short while later. That also brought on two months of pounding, hammering and drilling in the room below mine. I was so drugged and my body put out of alignment I just sat in my room trying to ignore the noise which went on for 8 hours a day. Two or threee months after simply saying that this ignorant dirty nasty Europig was not the expert that needed to be conferred to see if my analysis was "right" as the stupid black rapper pig ape did--then hit me for the white Nazi--and a few days later after this initial episode--there were teams of white Europig Nazis and the very, extremely rare case of black people laughing and playing around at the motrobike shop fully in view as I tried to pull out, and the characteristic idiot terrorist was pulling directly into my path as I tried to get out of the blocked parking area which is always empty if I drive at random times by this shop, but packed so I can't get in or out whenever I drive expressly to pay. There are almost zero black people in Phuket believe it or not whenever I go outside--for almost 10 years I mean almost no blacks. These pigs also use symbolic stalkers and signs and triggers endlessly upon me so my thoughts are always on a state of high red alert as their tactics of terrorizing are always nearly deadly. Driving is always a near-death situation, therefore.
The black people in this case were part of the symbolic triggering to let me know that Lice PUbe the black Nazi with his team were going to get free new mansions in Phuket or thailand, free new businesses and etc. I also wanted black people to be free of oppression but NOT MYSELF AS THEIR SACRIFICIAL counterpart slave/symbol of bigotry which they have really embraced in a huge, large way. A lifetime of black people attacking me for white people who are the Nazi bigots is another subject that really deserves a mini-book and not a few rambling posts.
I wonder if I will ever not be attacked so I could ever write such an "incriminating" book--politlcally uncorrect at this time (incorrect but my brain really is unable to even locate correct spelling or grammar at times when this tech splatters my thoughts into every direction)
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A little while later (30 min. approx). Clothing I have never worn, stinking from fluids sprayed on while in the closet, washed and sprayed with black dirt stains after just washing in bleach---from the mechanical/smart arms extending from the farthest corners of the patio ceiling or from the patio above extending downward (all the tiles on the floor have been covered by me with silicone--which terrorists are picking to pieces so every day more pieces of the triple-coating of silicone lays ripped off and on the patio floor).
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etc etc crap bs crap bs day after day
teleported to a stupid skit perpetrated by the stupid creeps who are profiting off this conrract in highest positions in the country and in the world
I wrote of my cat, La Moux, who was stolen years ago, back in 2013 or 2014, who has been waiting for me to rescue her--I told one of the actor pig apes NO after two weeks of rape, wrote endlessly to stop and my cat was tortrured, nearly killed, a photo of her being drowned (but she survived) put on my facebook stream home page--and teleported to her occassionally. This is my CHILD MY REMAINING FAMILY my soul mate and i love her very much. She is over 25 years old and waiting for me to get her out of these terrorist homes they put her, threatening continuously to kill her if I don't help them to retain their positions by forcing an extremely unwanted baby out of me---
the teleportation stupid skit last night, after having written about stopping this theft of my one and only remaining family member, to force them to return her
a stupid teleportation skit about a starviing cat who I fed sausages who devoured them immediately--it was not my cat and the situation was of her, her surrogate, starving and in a bad situation as "warning" to me to be silent, obey and allow these pig ape f-whores to poison, rape, totrute, steal original concepts from the torture, duress and my writing about how siick and stupid these pigapes are, which they use as their controlled opposition in the media to "represent" the :"alternative" or "liberal" "fight" against the very pigs that they succor and serve out of Nazi, fascist Europigland, which I see operating like terrorists iin groups of thousand, and hundfreds of thousands, and their colonies like Australia, and on and on, against me, against the minorities who become smiling willing slaves operating as attack whores for the pigs
I am in a state of mind control ranting but....years of being exposed to the very real situation that is not disguised in a slave colonized place like Thailand, please be aware that I see these pig apes in a much clearer light in the bright sunshine of Thailand than you dumbed down idiots are in the foggy smoggy skies of LA or NYC or wherever you stupid dumb creeps reside.
I swear and know they are on a mission to infiltrate and destsroy and take over the United States, which is why the pandemic is raging and it is the fault of the dumb pigs who placate and serve the Europig fascist Nazis who hand them properties and mansions in Europe in exchange for infiltrating every aspect of American life, wiith these dumb actors serving as the cardboard one-dimensional fronts for their very isidious multifacted terrorist operations--including spawning the pandemic into genocide proportions..
but the stupid response of this stuipd gang of whore pig apes to my every attempt to defend myself, as I have been assaulted in this way since understanding that I was being teleported, poisoned to death, deprived of all finances to get any health care whatsoever (and all healing modalities I use to save my life on a subpoverty income, of my own study, is then stolen as the pigs who are poisoning me to sell off as their "alternative" natural healing as they continue to block me from obtaining even money to pay for a dental cleaning while they try to have my teeth knocked out BECAUSE i ASKED ON MY PRIVATE, COMPLETELY BLOCKED FACEBOOK PAGE THAT THERE IS JUSTICE AND THESE PIGS NOT ALLOWED TO HACK AND STEAL IDEAS FROM ME AND THEN GET AWARDED TOP PRIZES IN THEIR FIELDS.
I can't stand a single one of them or their entire group of sick stupid creeps in this global operation.
It's a good film. I watched it maybe 10 years ago or more, I remember a few scenes. The American version is NOTHING like the original. I prefer the original even if I have forgotten much of the film which I am now about to watch or download since I am fixated on watching Joker again, as it is a most fascinating film on many levels. Bankok Dangerous maybe not so much.
Mai pen rai.
You, parenthetical reader, can watch it if you will see a rape scene and murder!!! American films mostly focus on murder and consensual sex. Welcome to Bangkok Dangerous. There's also a Muay Thai fight scene and a motorbike race. The Thai Government has recently outlawed/banned street motorbike racing as many have been injured or killed. That is a reality and shown in the movie as the reality of Bangkok. As for the rest, it's about gangs and drugs. But it was the rape scene which was unusual as I wrote, women being raped in a movie is not a very American media pursuit. Men who are raped in movies (usually hinted at, never shown) make waves in culture whereas women being raped is relatively not portrayed as a crime as much as men being raped (which appears as a huge tragedy for endless series --i.e. Mr. Robot.) Men are allowed to murder their assailant whereas women get killed in the movies if they say no, are somehow to blame if they get raped, or are killed off at the end (Thelma & Louise--I HATED THE ENDING they should have lived happily ever after with some fun, happy boy toys who are not playboys like b.p who starred as the one-night boy toy in the movie). When will H-wood ever get it straight-up? As I recall, in the Thai version the male friends of the woman raped go get some payback for the rape and beating the beautiful escort Thai prostitute/bar girl endured. It was a work of art, deserving of the awards it received. The American version was of a mercinary money-oriented white male who gets a Thai blind lover who showers him with the servitude he is lacking in Western society, etc murders upon contract--bloodshed as the final tumultuous climactic ending---like the last movie, and the last H-wood movie, and the last H-wood movie....
and assouncing--Bangkok Dangerous, where women raped get supported by men and girls can also drag race on motorbike and be tough and intelligent!
You just have to watch the move to see what I mean. I also forgot the ending so this movie watched once again will be a very nice treat compared with the usual climactic death ending (it probably follows the same formula).
Oh my (mind controlled, drugged) slightly fried, ranting and meandering brainDOME---today really unable to write in any coherent linear style--absolutely drugged and going off into almost nonsense tangents but also very real and sensible if you get my drift...
hacking inserts plague everything and I have not read or corrected anything:
This music is a definite mood game changer. How much more I enjoy listening easy listening to this pure grooove than Cyrus Hill, less angry than the Cube (I used an angry, silly hate rhyming insult and I know he's dangerous but...)
this music was put to video footage somewhere in Florida--not exactly South Beach but it could have been. The whites made jokes about the "peeps" descending into South Beach and making it a mess and wearing cottage cheese cellulite short-short thongs with huge, flabby butt-cheeks
TURNED INTO ART in this video--this music is art, I enjoy it, I like it, I love it--not exactly all the words but the rhymes are ingenious and I never heard of this group until today. I am "out" of the groove because of various factors--I tried, I have tried
all I can do is listen alone in this torture chamber but AT LEAST I have access
this is a song over 10 years old. If I am ostracized from all groups, and financially blocked, and could not do more than study for grad school for over 6 yeras (if anyone familiar with the workload of a semester of grad school, imagine 6 years of it!). I had no time and my body was dying from poisoning.
Always stuck at home frozen (technically "disabled" due to the paralysis of the poisoning)
AND THIS POST WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FUN POST ABOUT THIS VIDEO WHERE I WANT TO BE AND how "brilliant" these artists are. Really great I do not agree with the lifestyle but watching itt is really fun, I sometimes wish I could belong and hang out with people like this---I don't even have the slang down and of course, I have seen that blacks are absolutely biased and racist towards me because of this heirarchy that all are embroiled into.
It is very hard to get out of the rut of stereotypcasting cliches and racial epiteths lining our superficial demeanors and slots in society.
Great video--the rhyming is also superlative
great artists, why have I never heard of them before besids that I am not welcomed into these circles and not in the hip and groove? (not that I am not hip and groove, I really do like myself and fuck em if they can't take a joker moment to laugh about the ugliness of the reality of the black hate eminating from a white sun/Illuminati reference just in case people reading this wonder wtf I am writing about in these endless, drugged, swaying hate rants!
I LOVE THIS MUSIC but not all the lyrics nor do I agree, but watching them listening to the sound and the rhymes it makes me feel very happy and alive and good and groovin and flowing.
I consider this a piece of art, high art in the "peeps" genre.
SCORE ON YOUTUBE (can download all full album to my mobile phone cheap thing)
more art more groove making me feel alive
I just re-learned that this came out in the mid-90's, I saw 2008 on a video but the vid footge was 2008, while the album was 1995! Now I know why I never heard of this group: I was living out of the United States, had no access to the internet as most people had no access to knowledge of the internet at that time---I was living in Germany. My one and only media information source was the US military radio station, "Stars & Stripes" radio, which played songs by Whitney Houston and others...can't remember I only really listened to the news segments. I was into the Punk scene as it was a political but what I experienced non-political party scene music thing. I lived with a rapper who listened to Ice Cube and that was my hip hop experience back in 1995. Moving to Miami, I heard Tupak who was beginning his ascent into fame. Most of the clubs were disco-oriented where I sold cigars. I was also put into a box and left without money to pay for venues, club entry fees, etc. Left outta every loop. That is why I never heard of this group until TODAY because of an archived music show outta NYC (one of the stations is in Brooklyn or Bronx--Bronx i believe).
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.
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.
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.
