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Wednesday, September 28, 2016
Slimed again today by the pedos.
Drove into to town to see my doc. Also went food shopping.
When I returned, a length of 3/8" line, (rope to you landlubbers), had been cut and a bottle of Hershey's great caramel flavored syrup had been stolen from my cupboard.
These baby-fuckers are such utter scum. Cowards all. I constantly challenge them to come out and face me. They won't. They continue to hide under their snug little rocks like the cowardly worms they are.
No stalkers seen in the food store tonight. They don't want 6" of razor sharp Randall steel rammed into their guts or hearts or their eyes, lips, throats, or balls slashed by a blade from Orlando's finest.
I don't carry a hunting knife. I carry a blade specifically designed by the late Bo Randall during the late 70's for killing, and I cannot wait to put it to work!
Never quit!
Never, ever quit!!
BTW...forgot to mention...when the pedophile was in my house this evening, he raised my heating thermostat to 80F and turned the heat on. It was off when I left and I was running my portable air conditioner. It was a warm day today here in western Montana. Unusually warm for late September. 80F.
Where do the scumbag Feds find such heroic slime? In the sewers of Calcutta, the opium dens of Bangkok or the whorehouses of Panama? Or maybe their daughters work in one, or, hell, who knows? Perhaps all three?
Go figger...
Drove into to town to see my doc. Also went food shopping.
When I returned, a length of 3/8" line, (rope to you landlubbers), had been cut and a bottle of Hershey's great caramel flavored syrup had been stolen from my cupboard.
These baby-fuckers are such utter scum. Cowards all. I constantly challenge them to come out and face me. They won't. They continue to hide under their snug little rocks like the cowardly worms they are.
No stalkers seen in the food store tonight. They don't want 6" of razor sharp Randall steel rammed into their guts or hearts or their eyes, lips, throats, or balls slashed by a blade from Orlando's finest.
I don't carry a hunting knife. I carry a blade specifically designed by the late Bo Randall during the late 70's for killing, and I cannot wait to put it to work!
Never quit!
Never, ever quit!!
BTW...forgot to mention...when the pedophile was in my house this evening, he raised my heating thermostat to 80F and turned the heat on. It was off when I left and I was running my portable air conditioner. It was a warm day today here in western Montana. Unusually warm for late September. 80F.
Where do the scumbag Feds find such heroic slime? In the sewers of Calcutta, the opium dens of Bangkok or the whorehouses of Panama? Or maybe their daughters work in one, or, hell, who knows? Perhaps all three?
Go figger...
http://img.mediaplex.com/ad/ck?mprid=13419-164816-2056-6&mpl=75554743&secrid=23873260157&senetid=search-sitelink&mpro=http://dkmhab.xyz
Check that out. Another porn site.
Just checked my source queries. This one came up. These pervs really love porn. They can sit in front of their monitors and masturbate, all the while imagining that one of the women featured would actually talk to them.
It is comical!
Check that out. Another porn site.
Just checked my source queries. This one came up. These pervs really love porn. They can sit in front of their monitors and masturbate, all the while imagining that one of the women featured would actually talk to them.
It is comical!
Monday, September 26, 2016
I am once again under EMF attack. I have been for at least three days and perhaps much longer. Three days ago, a red blotch appeared under the skin on my right forearm along with one much smaller on the top of my left wrist. This is indicative of subcutaneous bleeding. cause by directed energy weapons. This is far from the first time this has happened.
Then, yesterday, smaller red blotches appeared on both my forearms, two on each arm. All four are centered by tiny breaks in my skin which will ooze blood if rubbed gently. Looks like the slimesuckers have upped their amperage.
Going to the doc tomorrow on an unrelated matter, so I'll have her take a look at them for her opinion.
I am a very spiritual man who has had a close contact with God for most of my life. I am not religious, but I have been called a mystic by other mystics whom I have met over the years, and, one miraculous morning way back in 1974, I was blessed to feel God's incredible, indescribable love. It was the absolute pinnacle of my life's experiences.
I have led what some tell me was an incredible life. Pilot, skydiver, world traveler, African dangerous game hunter, smuggler, scuba diver, blue water sailor. Essentially, I was a professional adventurer. During my life, I have experienced several very close brushes with death. God has constantly given me miracles, both large and small, to preserve my life. I should, by all odds, have died violently several times during the past many years. Yet, I am still here, and another miracle has occurred which, once again, has saved my life.
In September, 1966, while living and flying in the Bahamas, I was involved in a serious car accident which cost me the sight of my right eye. While lying in the small clinic's ER on a gurney, I had a near-death experience. It was the most serene, peaceful experience of my life. It was wonderful. That night, I lost all fear of death.
Since then, I have casually researched near-death experiences. I have a good friend who is also a TI who died and was sent back to suffer some more. Her story is truly phenomenal. Hers parallels Betty J. Eadie's experiences as detailed in her remarkable book, "Embraced By The Light."
In the book, she mentions what happens to the souls of evil people and suicides. They float in eternal darkness for millennia, never reaching the Light, alone forever. Forever.
Never fear death unless you are an intrinsically evil soul, such as the ones who torment us. They are lost souls. Forever.
Satan's spawn.
They will pay for their crimes against humanity in the worst manner imaginable.
Never quit!
Never, ever quit!!
Then, yesterday, smaller red blotches appeared on both my forearms, two on each arm. All four are centered by tiny breaks in my skin which will ooze blood if rubbed gently. Looks like the slimesuckers have upped their amperage.
Going to the doc tomorrow on an unrelated matter, so I'll have her take a look at them for her opinion.
I am a very spiritual man who has had a close contact with God for most of my life. I am not religious, but I have been called a mystic by other mystics whom I have met over the years, and, one miraculous morning way back in 1974, I was blessed to feel God's incredible, indescribable love. It was the absolute pinnacle of my life's experiences.
I have led what some tell me was an incredible life. Pilot, skydiver, world traveler, African dangerous game hunter, smuggler, scuba diver, blue water sailor. Essentially, I was a professional adventurer. During my life, I have experienced several very close brushes with death. God has constantly given me miracles, both large and small, to preserve my life. I should, by all odds, have died violently several times during the past many years. Yet, I am still here, and another miracle has occurred which, once again, has saved my life.
In September, 1966, while living and flying in the Bahamas, I was involved in a serious car accident which cost me the sight of my right eye. While lying in the small clinic's ER on a gurney, I had a near-death experience. It was the most serene, peaceful experience of my life. It was wonderful. That night, I lost all fear of death.
Since then, I have casually researched near-death experiences. I have a good friend who is also a TI who died and was sent back to suffer some more. Her story is truly phenomenal. Hers parallels Betty J. Eadie's experiences as detailed in her remarkable book, "Embraced By The Light."
In the book, she mentions what happens to the souls of evil people and suicides. They float in eternal darkness for millennia, never reaching the Light, alone forever. Forever.
Never fear death unless you are an intrinsically evil soul, such as the ones who torment us. They are lost souls. Forever.
Satan's spawn.
They will pay for their crimes against humanity in the worst manner imaginable.
Never quit!
Never, ever quit!!
Sunday, September 25, 2016
The jackals got me again.
I was heating a cup of lukewarm coffee in the microwave when I saw a big flash. That meant metal in the mic. So I searched for it and found a tiny strip of metal, likely aluminum foil, embedded in a patch of over flow from some food I had previously warmed.
No harm done, but it was entertaining.
These slimeballs are what we call in the States, low-rent mother fuckers. Trailer trash.
Never a dull moment from these pedophiles.
Never quit.
Never, ever quit!
I was heating a cup of lukewarm coffee in the microwave when I saw a big flash. That meant metal in the mic. So I searched for it and found a tiny strip of metal, likely aluminum foil, embedded in a patch of over flow from some food I had previously warmed.
No harm done, but it was entertaining.
These slimeballs are what we call in the States, low-rent mother fuckers. Trailer trash.
Never a dull moment from these pedophiles.
Never quit.
Never, ever quit!
Friday, September 23, 2016
Gaslighted again.
About six weeks ago, I had two imprinted hoodies stolen from the house. They each had cost me over 40 bucks. Today, I found one in a box by my bed where I always lay my pants before I go to sleep. It wasn't there last night.
The scumbags have been doing this for years. It's nothing new. And it has no effect on me. So now I'll have something else warm to wear during the fall.
I hope all of you out there are surviving.
Never, ever quit.
About six weeks ago, I had two imprinted hoodies stolen from the house. They each had cost me over 40 bucks. Today, I found one in a box by my bed where I always lay my pants before I go to sleep. It wasn't there last night.
The scumbags have been doing this for years. It's nothing new. And it has no effect on me. So now I'll have something else warm to wear during the fall.
I hope all of you out there are surviving.
Never, ever quit.
Tuesday, September 20, 2016
Here's an interesting note...
Tonight, I checked the URL's that queried this blog. There were three of them. The third one connected me to a porn site. There was one hit registered from that URL.
Here it is:
http://imagehat.com/index?URL=http://dkmhab.xyz
Try your luck. It might still be up by the time you read this. You'll probably have to copy and paste.
Never quit!
Never, ever quit!
Tonight, I checked the URL's that queried this blog. There were three of them. The third one connected me to a porn site. There was one hit registered from that URL.
Here it is:
http://imagehat.com/index?URL=http://dkmhab.xyz
Try your luck. It might still be up by the time you read this. You'll probably have to copy and paste.
Never quit!
Never, ever quit!
Monday, September 19, 2016
Couple of days ago, I got stalked in Walmart at 2:00 in the afternoon. It didn't register at first, because no one has physically stalked me on foot since I moved here.
There's always the first time.
I entered the store, pushing my empty basket. Standing there about fifteen or twenty feet away facing me, was a thug. He was in his early 40's, 6'2" or so, bulked up, just standing there in the middle of the aisle with nothing in his hands, no basket, staring at me. I didn't think much about it at the time because I was in a hurry to replace an engine oil funnel that the jackals had stolen from my home a couple of weeks previously and I had to walk to the opposite end of the store. There are a lot of guys around here who resemble him, more or less. After all, this is Montana. It ain't pussyville.
I continued with my shopping and left.
But most of you are aware that your subconscious mind never sleeps. It is your problem solver. It is on the job 24/7.
So about halfway home, it hit me. That slime-sucking pedophile was my first visible Montana stalker.
If it happens again, things will be different.
My leg lifer son in law has my few remaining guns and refuses to return them. (For the unitiated, a "leg" is a non-Airborne qualified individual in the Army. A "lifer" is a person who spends his career in the military, sucking whatever dick requires sucking in order to gain higher rank. As a former paratrooper, I have little respect for a leg lifer REMF, [Rear Echelon Mother Fucker] who is not jump qualified and spends his entire career far away from the distant sound of gunfire.) If he didn't have such a beautiful adopted son three+ years old, I would simply kill the cunt. Yeah, that's right, he's an ignorant middle-class cunt who has never confronted death and believes the world is a great place. I would take my guns. My daughter, who is a conniving bitch, could then live on his life insurance. I could care less. I love my little grandson, though. I would not willingly deprive him of his father, although his father is a craven thief.
I do, however, possess other very effective weapons and I have been very well trained in their use.
I have formulated a series of plans that I can instantly adapt to whatever varied situation arises if the jackals try it again.
Someones gonna die.
It very well could be me, but, as I recently posted, I have absolutely no fear of death and I have led a life that millions would envy. So no complaints there.
Given the current state of world affairs, many of you know that there are people who do not fear death and who will willingly sacrifice their own lives in order to kill their enemies. I am one of those.
No, I am not an Islamist fucktard hellbent on mayhem. I am a TI of over 35 years who hates my tormentors with a pathological rage. I do, however, understand a suicide bomber's mindset. As long as you destroy your enemy, your own life means nothing.
So beware, jackals. I will happily sacrifice my own life if, in doing so, I can kill one of YOU!
Never quit!
Never, ever quit!!
And oh, by the way, one of the jackals snuck into my home last night while I was asleep and stole a soup bowl out of my sink's drying rack. They're nothing if not petty...
There's always the first time.
I entered the store, pushing my empty basket. Standing there about fifteen or twenty feet away facing me, was a thug. He was in his early 40's, 6'2" or so, bulked up, just standing there in the middle of the aisle with nothing in his hands, no basket, staring at me. I didn't think much about it at the time because I was in a hurry to replace an engine oil funnel that the jackals had stolen from my home a couple of weeks previously and I had to walk to the opposite end of the store. There are a lot of guys around here who resemble him, more or less. After all, this is Montana. It ain't pussyville.
I continued with my shopping and left.
But most of you are aware that your subconscious mind never sleeps. It is your problem solver. It is on the job 24/7.
So about halfway home, it hit me. That slime-sucking pedophile was my first visible Montana stalker.
If it happens again, things will be different.
My leg lifer son in law has my few remaining guns and refuses to return them. (For the unitiated, a "leg" is a non-Airborne qualified individual in the Army. A "lifer" is a person who spends his career in the military, sucking whatever dick requires sucking in order to gain higher rank. As a former paratrooper, I have little respect for a leg lifer REMF, [Rear Echelon Mother Fucker] who is not jump qualified and spends his entire career far away from the distant sound of gunfire.) If he didn't have such a beautiful adopted son three+ years old, I would simply kill the cunt. Yeah, that's right, he's an ignorant middle-class cunt who has never confronted death and believes the world is a great place. I would take my guns. My daughter, who is a conniving bitch, could then live on his life insurance. I could care less. I love my little grandson, though. I would not willingly deprive him of his father, although his father is a craven thief.
I do, however, possess other very effective weapons and I have been very well trained in their use.
I have formulated a series of plans that I can instantly adapt to whatever varied situation arises if the jackals try it again.
Someones gonna die.
It very well could be me, but, as I recently posted, I have absolutely no fear of death and I have led a life that millions would envy. So no complaints there.
Given the current state of world affairs, many of you know that there are people who do not fear death and who will willingly sacrifice their own lives in order to kill their enemies. I am one of those.
No, I am not an Islamist fucktard hellbent on mayhem. I am a TI of over 35 years who hates my tormentors with a pathological rage. I do, however, understand a suicide bomber's mindset. As long as you destroy your enemy, your own life means nothing.
So beware, jackals. I will happily sacrifice my own life if, in doing so, I can kill one of YOU!
Never quit!
Never, ever quit!!
And oh, by the way, one of the jackals snuck into my home last night while I was asleep and stole a soup bowl out of my sink's drying rack. They're nothing if not petty...
Thursday, September 15, 2016
Oh, the slimesuckers read this blog, alright. Within five minutes of my last post, I was watching a Netflix video, and they whited out my entire screen. Aren't they pitiful? So fucking pitiful! Like a kid who had his candy stolen, so he throws a tantrum. They're approaching a six year-old's emotional maturity level. LMAO!
Nothing unusual going on today, other than my page scrolling was slow and jerky for a couple of hours earlier. I rebooted, and it returned to normal.
I may go out later on this evening, but I doubt it. Gemma, my best friend, who also happens to be a big, 70 pound Golden Doodle, and I are just hanging out. It was a beautiful fall day in Western Montana.
Hang in there. Remember, the psycho scumbags' ultimate goal is to drive us sufficviently batshit to either commit homicide or suicide. Don't do it! Don't allow this lower life form to control you. They have put me through unmitigated hell during the past 36 years, and I'm still flipping them off.
Never quit! Never, ever quit!!
I may go out later on this evening, but I doubt it. Gemma, my best friend, who also happens to be a big, 70 pound Golden Doodle, and I are just hanging out. It was a beautiful fall day in Western Montana.
Hang in there. Remember, the psycho scumbags' ultimate goal is to drive us sufficviently batshit to either commit homicide or suicide. Don't do it! Don't allow this lower life form to control you. They have put me through unmitigated hell during the past 36 years, and I'm still flipping them off.
Never quit! Never, ever quit!!
Wednesday, September 14, 2016
The jackals sure didn't like my last post. They reacted quickly.
I was watching a Netflix streaming movie and they have blocked the audio. I paused the feed, took a leak, and when I returned the audio was gone. I hit System Restore, but it had no effect, so clearly they're in my computer. They are a bunch of stupid bastards who spend their time sitting in that yellow truck in the back at their consoles, sucking each others' dicks in between fucking with me. I wonder if they deep throat each other? Very likely, with all the time they have on their hands. Lots of practice time.
I drove up the road looking for the yellow truck, but it's not there, so they've hacked the Netflix audio feed. You Tube audio works great.
This again clearly demonstrates exactly what kind of slimy cunts we have to deal with on a daily basis. Fed scum. Utter scum! I wish they would come to my door! I'd split someone's skull with an axe, or behead them with a machete before they killed me. I'm 74 next month, so I don't give a shit. I've lived a good life. Might as well end it while killing a scumbag.
Fuck 'em.
Never quit. Never, ever quit!
I was watching a Netflix streaming movie and they have blocked the audio. I paused the feed, took a leak, and when I returned the audio was gone. I hit System Restore, but it had no effect, so clearly they're in my computer. They are a bunch of stupid bastards who spend their time sitting in that yellow truck in the back at their consoles, sucking each others' dicks in between fucking with me. I wonder if they deep throat each other? Very likely, with all the time they have on their hands. Lots of practice time.
I drove up the road looking for the yellow truck, but it's not there, so they've hacked the Netflix audio feed. You Tube audio works great.
This again clearly demonstrates exactly what kind of slimy cunts we have to deal with on a daily basis. Fed scum. Utter scum! I wish they would come to my door! I'd split someone's skull with an axe, or behead them with a machete before they killed me. I'm 74 next month, so I don't give a shit. I've lived a good life. Might as well end it while killing a scumbag.
Fuck 'em.
Never quit. Never, ever quit!
Haven't been here in a while. The scumbag Feds are all over my ass because of something I said on Twitter. I have no idea what it was. They're useless bastards. They clearly proved that with the Hillery Clinton fiasco.
Today, I got hacked by a flat-painted pale yellow panel truck with painted over windows with some remarkable antenna arrays sticking out of the top. It was hidden behind foliage to the right of my driveway and moved out when I left my place.
When I returned from buying tires from my car and booted up my computer, Windows wouldn't load. I called the computer shop and they said bring it in.
The scum in that antenna-festooned truck did it. I got right on their asses and followed them for miles. I wish I'd had my AR. I would have blown that truck and everyone in it to hell, but I didn't have it. My punk-assed son in law won't return it to me because he is a total piece of shit leg lifer bastard. He's worried about his military retirement. So I'm on my own, as usual.
Everyone in the States who is targeted knows the Feds are fomenting it. Americans, the government is the enemy.
I truly believe that an American civil war is coming. I'd hate to see it, but we have been belabored enough and hundreds of millions are totally disgusted with the rampant corruption and this Muslim fucktard in the white house.
I hope you TI's out there in shitsville are making it. Never quit. Never, ever quit! Fight these slimy jackals with every breath in your bodies, and may God bless you one and all.
Today, I got hacked by a flat-painted pale yellow panel truck with painted over windows with some remarkable antenna arrays sticking out of the top. It was hidden behind foliage to the right of my driveway and moved out when I left my place.
When I returned from buying tires from my car and booted up my computer, Windows wouldn't load. I called the computer shop and they said bring it in.
The scum in that antenna-festooned truck did it. I got right on their asses and followed them for miles. I wish I'd had my AR. I would have blown that truck and everyone in it to hell, but I didn't have it. My punk-assed son in law won't return it to me because he is a total piece of shit leg lifer bastard. He's worried about his military retirement. So I'm on my own, as usual.
Everyone in the States who is targeted knows the Feds are fomenting it. Americans, the government is the enemy.
I truly believe that an American civil war is coming. I'd hate to see it, but we have been belabored enough and hundreds of millions are totally disgusted with the rampant corruption and this Muslim fucktard in the white house.
I hope you TI's out there in shitsville are making it. Never quit. Never, ever quit! Fight these slimy jackals with every breath in your bodies, and may God bless you one and all.
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