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| Moved to a shack from a 2bedroom apt. to get away from the morn, noon & night noise of various types coming mostly from Colleeen's apt. She wanted me out & so my kind landlord let me go. Now there is another victim down the hall & a slimy stalker next door. Last night or early this am had a humiliating dream. I don't think it's possible. It's the 2nd time I've woken up to a Direct Energy Weapon image or thoughts. Slept all of 13/4 hours. Before that I was sleeping nearly all day/night. Today the temp is going up to 60 & I particularly wanted to walk anywhere. Now I'll be too tired to go anyhwere. This burns me up never being able to depend upon my hours. Now that I've lost all friends. Can't sleep if I go there.Can't sleep if they're coming here.
My counselor has done me in royally. She fixed my rent so it's super high. The she retires. No extra's as I counted on when moving to cheaper & smaller place. I decided no more counselor's because i can't count on them. Since the first one left, who was with me for 7 or more yrs., the last 3 have been shills for the government group. They do me in or not right by me. Her name was Jill Cunningham and she stalks/abuses targets for the government.
One government group gets all other's to harass me to nearly suicide. That is how I'll die. Murder by suicide. It may look like my idea but when your friends are gone, apt is messed up each day, images are unbearable & there ultimately is no life & it's the government experimenting or doing it with no end in sight after 20 yrs what else does a person do. In less than 2 months noises that make me want to plug my ears upon waking are picking up speed.
When I was talking to another victim of harassment Phil from next door came out & interrupted us. When she left. He said, She's not right. She's nuts. You don't want to be mixed up with her." Then he leaves & harasses me further. That's how it's done. Planting a seed of negativity about a person & keeping it up. He still does it with me. And I know about me. Probably to everyone in the bldg. Anyone who will listen to him. That's how Organized Stalking is done. How to get neighbors to not only talk to you but get them to harass as well. It's so easy.
My brother has had many illnesses. He's recently lost a kidney. His x-wife has had a masectomy. I'm extremely worried about him & that these illnesses did not originate normally. He's been very healthy. He hasn't been able to work in months. These are more of the things that Direct Energy Weapons (DEW) do to people. That's way too much illness in one family.
My sister who has worked hard all her life has had troubles brought on by others at her 2 recent jobs. It sounds like classic work stalking. Plus she's had problems at her house with neighbors & potential buyers. For instance, one person wanted to see the house at 8pm. He never showed. Who looks at a house they're going to live in for years at 8pm at night when you can't see the yard, neighborhood. She gets a lot of that.
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|  I bought "The Castle" by Franz Kafka & his "Selected Stories" from a used book store, "Books & Memories," two days ago. It will be thrilling to read him.
I also picked up "One Hundred Years Of Solitude," a book I love which I gave away because I moved from a 2 bedroom apartment to a studio to save money but all I saved was a total of $14. That doesn't seem right. It should have been less. $14 will get you a cup of coffee, a book and a sale in the supermarket.
The first favorite book I read was "Gone With The Wind." I thought the first chapter was boring & didn't want to go on. I preferred to look at my favorite pictures of movie stars had tacked to my walls. The 2nd chapter had me hooked. I was so caught up with GWTW I cried for 3 days. Hooked on reading I got every classic I could get my hands on or buy.
I still read but music always has been and is another extreme pleasure. My tastes have changed over the years from Rock n' Roll to Glenn Miller swing to now Jazz & Blues. Any jazz will do if it's not be-pop or what they're calling smooth jazz. I like to hear a beat. A song true to the original. But lovely melodies are great. Did you know that jazz means love, to have sexual intercourse with. What a surprise to find that out when I looked in the dictionary.
I also like blues a lot: Eric Clapton, Buddy Guy, Etta James. Some country: Ricky Van Shelton (love his voice & songs), Mary Chapin-Carpenter when she's not doing love songs or whatever they're called and Charlie Rich who can sing almost anything even a touch of blues such as "Mood Indigo."
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| 10:17am: Slamming all the doors in & out from C's apt below. To heck with you upstairs. Find new pill on the floor. 11:27am Yelling, slamming out. 11:29: Yelling, slamming. Having a field day. 11:32: Yelling amplified, trying to get me out of living room. 11:34 Turn on white noise. 2:45-3:30: Shouts right beneath me as I'm napping. Awake back to sleep, awake again, again, again. Rod Stewart's, "Hot Legs" playing & high shrills all around in C's apt. Woken up with flurry of sex-sational dreams & shouts below. A lot of sexual awakenings & the electrocution feeling at the same time.
3:35 Electrocution-big zap! My speakers are lowered, upped. 4:15 Slamming door. Other targets will understand when I say I get the feeling of being "Listened" to because all is amazingly quiet below as I write this. I've just been inundated with a drumming, slams, shouts, cracking/creaking in office room.
Snuggles has taken to walking in front of me as I walk down the hall. Now she crisscrosses so I can't get past her except to jump over her in the dark. I now know she is electronically imprisoned on the bed. When I first brought her home, we played etc. Now she lays in bed all day. I know it's electronic in some way. I've never seen any scars on her the way I did with Bunny, my miniature poodle.
Starting to get electrocuted feeling at wanting to write my documentation-lack of strength & zeal. 6:34 Thud! Finish documentation & the electrocution feeling goes away.Today it is there, but not as heavy. In fact, I've been in pain all day today.
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| 3 light bulbs from 3 separate lamps blew each time I touched them. 8:58am: Every channel is static. "24" TV series on all day, can't watch. Left side of torso feels clinched with vise or more like a "funny bone" pain. 9:20 am : Cracking sound coming from closet. I get that a lot. One day I found a plastic pair of chattering teeth when I opened the door. Suspect some electronic or remote control causing the constant & annoying sound. 9:45 Cracking continues as I try to nap. 11:40 TV goes off by itself. 11:46am: Cracking starts up again.
No sound out of right ear of headphones. That's the 4th pair shot in 6 months. Since I've been targeted I've always had problems with one side of speakers not working. Watching a movie on pc sometimes it will say, "This movie cannot be read." I fell for it each time it happened. Now I don't turn it off, just continue watching except that I can't pause or fast-forward. I know now that many of the errors I get are from the person controlling my PC. Someone even moves my mouse across or not across the screen as the case may be. On TV one speaker does not work. Have gone thru 3 remote controls. And some buttons don't work on the one I have now.
I am fully, totally, completely targeted=mind, body, apt, electronics & friends, dog, cat.
5:20pm: Computer turns on by itself.
5:45 Hum from amplifier downstairs.
5:55 Beat of music surrounding apt from or at encouragement of C in apt below.
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| 3:30am: No sleep tonight. Make coffee.6am: Electronically fall to sleep till 10:45. 1pm: Go to Dr appt to find it was yesterday. I am scrupulous about appt's & know it was on the 1st. This is the second time I've had problems with same medical person. Some fire trucks & one ambulance whizzing by me. That used to happen a lot. I wonder if it had anything to do with yesterday's post. See many black & whites but that is normal.
5pm: Wake up from nap watching Oprah. Hear C or whatever so loud it was like Oprah in one ear & C's amplifier in the other. 5:40pm: Wall shook so much even cat glanced up to make sure, I'll assume, nothing would fall on her head. 6:14pm: Turn off music, on comes C's amplifier of (tape?). There must always be noise. 6:21: Amplifier continues. 6:29pm: In kitchen for dinner=pow, bang, crash from C's apt below. Fell asleep at about midnight, awoke at 3am. It's now 7:33am. I need energy to clean for guests.
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