Saturday, March 31, 2018

This is good! Never quit! God watches all!

Watching a Netflix series on the Miami-Dade SRT. I first arrived in Miami in the summer of 1963, fresh from the Army.  It was paradise. I lived there for about 3 decades and finally left after I realized that Miami will never recover from the violent crime that haunts it.

Miami is Paradise Lost.

Tragic.
When I ignore my gut feelings, I uniformly end up in trouble.

My gut is screaming at me that something very bad is about to happen.  Very bad.

I have been betrayed by at least 90% of the people I know, family included.  That is a very difficult blow to survive for a 75 yer-old partially disabled man. I feel that I am on my way out and have felt so for the past several weeks.  I feel no self-pity, just numb acceptance of whatever fate provides.

Life has been rough on this old carcass.

My gut tells me that something big is about to go down. All I can hope for then when they kick the doors in is that they don't harm my gentle, beloved old dog.

Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Well, here's this evening's gift from the snails.  It began much earlier as a small burn, but it is located at a venous juncture and has slowly in increased in size.  Subcutaneous hematoma, I believe it is called.




The beat goes on.



Tuesday, March 27, 2018

Today's microwave burn on my right forearm. Larger than the one on the back of my right hand.
They also attack my gmail spellcheck, my Gab and Fuckbook posts, my email texts and are in my browser like the worms that they are! They are scum, but you have already known that for a long time.

This burn is on my right forearm well above the last one I posted on the back of my right hand, just below my right elbow. I will document them as they appear.

CIA scum! In the tradition of MK Ultra, they attempt to destroy our minds and force us to commit suicide! We must not allow it! We must fight! Fight for our very lives!

Always remember! They are cowards, slime, just one step above pedophiles on the social scale, and are very likely both! Murderers and baby rapers! Satan is their god!

Never quit! Never, ever quit!

Sunday, March 25, 2018

Spend the time it takes to read this, if you seek explanations... The entire MK Ultra program, right before your very eyes!

CIA! Wow!  Who would have guessed it!

http://www.timesrepublican.com/opinion/columnists/2018/03/jim-wares-this-crazy-crazy-world/
One critical fact that I consistently forget to mention!

During approximately the past three and half years, give or take a month or two, about 97% of the time that I approach my kitchen sink for whatever purpose, I immediately get a strong urge to urinate!  My theory is that the snails are irradiating me in the attempt to give me cancer of my lower abdomen.... testicular, prostate, colon or bladder.

Additionally, I get hit with the same urge when I enter my bedroom.

Don't know if any of you have shared the experience.
I wrote yesterday that I had been robbed again. An ASP 18" baton, an Eagle Tac T25C2 flashlight, and the copy of the cancellation of my treacherous daughter's POA.

Well, guess what?

Last evening I had used the bathroom to take a dump. Was, of course, in there for a few minutes.  When I returned to my desk, I needed some Chapstick from my central desk drawer.  When I opened it, the ASP was sitting there.  I had previously searched the entire desk looking for it and, bingo!

Gaslighted again!

Still no sign of the Eagle Tac light or the POA, of course.  Just another snail mind-fuck.

The beat goes on.

Saturday, March 24, 2018

Had an interesting conversation with my lil' pussy-boy SIL tonight.  No wonder he's here in the frozen shithole of Montana.  He couldn't hack it anywhere else, among real men.  How very sad...

He wouldn't have survived two days in my worlds...

He was so easily compromised by the snails...

He is an utterly narcissistic, sociopathic fool.

Fools die.

No, I won't hurt a hair on his hubristic head.  I will leave that for others...

One fine day, he will infuriate the wrong man with his snide remarks and arrogance. Then, the piper will be paid!
BTW, TI's should NOT trust Derrick Robinson. A few weeks ago, he sent me a copy of the PACTS newsletter, containing a post, supposedly by Anonymous.  I did not open it, but sent it to a friend. She opened it and it almost totally wiped her hard drive!

That was a few weeks after I emailed him and told him that I KNOW that he is a traitor and a CIA shill. He wanted to take me out, it appears. He failed, but hurt a friend.

He is a black faggot heavily supported by the California dick-sucking fraternity!

BEWARE OF DERRICK ROBINSON!  He is not who he claims to be! HE IS A THREAT TO ANY TI WHO IS FOOLISH ENOUGH TO TRUST HIM!

Never trust a queer!
Just been robbed blind again. Another regularity. Small 18" ASP combat baton, ($97.00), (bone breaker), a T25C2 flashlight, ($100.00), and a copy of the revocation of my treacherous daughter's Power of Attorney is also missing.  That's in the past 48 hours. SSDD.  The beat goes on...
This is my most recent burn on the back of my right hand from yesterday.  Just suddenly appeared as I was sitting here at the computer, but, as I mentioned, I could feel the hits coming thick and fast.

Friday, March 23, 2018

Just sitting here watching a movie and, guess what? A radiation burn just a bit larger than an American dime appeared on the back of my right hand.  I've felt the hits all evening... I've been getting these for years.

These are from sometime in 2016 on the top of my right forearm...

Where do they find all these psychopaths? They certainly seem to have a surplus of them.

In the MK-ULTRA tradition, with the psychotic torturer psychiatrist Ewen Cameron, now thankfully rotting in hell.

Sunday, March 18, 2018

This is definitely worth a read. Definitely:

https://www.activistpost.com/2018/03/how-totalitarians-weaponize-loneliness.html

The snails seek to isolate us by slandering our reputations with businesses and friends. I've had it done to me several times.

Do NOT allow your isolation to devolve into loneliness. Get out and interact with others.

Do not contribute to your own destruction!

BTW, the guy John Alexander mentioned in the article is a stone lying asshole! CIA insider. Wouldn't trust him with a pair of my dirty underwear!

Sunday, March 11, 2018

Study this: you decide...
http://www.sacred-texts.com/ufo/dulce.htm
The Dulce Base near Los Alamos, NM.

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Well, snails,  I figured it out a few weeks ago.  You shitsacks are blocking some people, Stalked In Oklahoma in particular, from reading my posts! Which only means one thing: you fear my words!

Good!

Because I do not fear you!

Cowards!
Living as a TI is difficult, to say the least. As was noted in a recent article in Wired Magazine on we tormented souls, the fact that few normies believe it is one of the more difficult facets of being targeted.

I initially sought help from the VA, but that was the biggest mistake I've ever made in my long life. It is very possible that the arrogant little shrink I spoke with several times was just another cog in the torture apparatus. If you are a TI, NEVER trust a shrink. Never.

Occasionally, we meet other TI's who will offer us support and comfort. But the extent of this demonic, Satanistic program is substantial, so most of us just fight on alone, or with one or two friends that we encounter along the way.

Several have been driven to end their lives out of utter desperation and mental and physical exhaustion.  That is understandable.

So to any fellow TI's who are reading this, keep fighting  the vicious, evil scum that perpetrate this criminal program controlled by facets of the US government, and others. We have no other choice.

Good luck and God bless.

Never quit. Never, ever quit!!

Monday, March 5, 2018

Jimmy James, whomever and wherever you are, thank you!

Never quit!

Never, ever quit!

Saturday, March 3, 2018

Hey, beloved Stalked in Oklahoma! This is for you!

You are loved!

As am I, you are undergoing hell from these pathetic psychotics. God sees all. Of course, they do not believe in "God" or whatever name we may assign to That Which Is. Their loss, darling lady.  Not ours!

One day, this hellish experience will end for us both.  Until that day arrives, we MUST persevere!  Never weaken!  Never, ever quit!

Yes, it is torture of the most sublime, diabolical sort and the world that we knew during our childhoods is gone, never to recover.  I pity my innocent little grandson.  He has nothing to look forward to in his life but war and devastation!

His parents are utter fools and my SIL has, without doubt,  joined the marching formation with the Spirits of Darkness. I have repeatedly tried to advise him, but his sublime arrogance and extreme hubris prevent that. So he must play the cards he's been dealt.  I pray for him, but I fear that he, like the snails, has become a lost soul.  He is such an utter fool! He has chosen Hell's Highway!

But, I only have room enough in my old heart to pity those who deserve it. He does not!

I love you dear lady!  Press on!