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Friday, March 27, 2009

Spending time with an old love.

Spending time with an old love.

Not what you think. I am spending with an old love indeed, but not what you think. I use to have these other places that I loved hanging out at, before I was fully aware of this weirdness, there was at least one other place that I like hanging out at. It was just a fun place, and I started it.

It was very active, then it had died, and then I had started it up again. It was during my time spent getting harassed at one of the banks, (the one I tried to take to the human rights commission. The one where Carol and Ian called me into Carol's office and said if I didn't drop the case, they would ask that I see a company health professional if I choose to go ahead with my case at the commission. Make a stink go see a shrink.) At the time I didn't know anything about how companies operate and the dirty things they do, I just knew that Carol from HR and Ian my senior manager had just tried something really dirty, and I was just really shocked, and yes I still went ahead with trying to take them to the commission, but that was also where I learnt that there was something systemically wrong. Eg. My multiple lost faxes, my case being switched every week to someone new, my cover page being mysteriously lost, so I would have to start the whole process over again, and it when from there. Fond memories.)

Anyways, three years ago, I had been rejuvenating this place, when I realised that some weirdness was going on. This other place that I liked to hang out at, it was great, I was there almost everyday, I liked the people that hung out there. What was weird is what they would drop hints or say things, or do things that pertained to my offline world. I didn't know any of these people except for online, so it was weird that they were intimating things about my offline life.

I knew there was something going on, I asked a couple of them that I trusted to tell me what was going on, in subtle ways, but no give, but I knew something was up. So that's where it began. There is no way that people that I have never met offline, that I only knew online could know anything about my offline world, also most of them were from various countries, or different parts of the country so that also made no sense. That's when I started to think that maybe I had a key logger on my computer, maybe one of them had sent me an email with something? That didn't make sense either, because the stuff they were alluding to is not stuff that I kept on my computer, they were mentioning people that I knew in subtle ways, like how the snitches offline, will repeat conversations of our personal life.

So then I thought, maybe someone is watching me from outside. I noticed that were my computer was situated that there was a window and it was conceivable that someone across the other apartment building with a telescope was seeing what i was doing online, and had joined the forum, and was maybe going behind my back and spreading stuff, but then there was more to it than that. Why would these people I trust, just not tell me?

So that's when I started saying stuff in my apartment, I wanted to see if it would get back to me. Waited long enough and it did, something very specific, from someone very specific that you just don't hear everyday. The people at work knew specific things that were happening in my apartment, and shortly after that is when I found out I was being followed around on the streets. I didn't just out of the blue believe it. I went up and down the city, in allies, underground, above, above ground, to one end of the city to the next, lane ways, I was always followed. It was creepy.

There was one specific incident that made realise that something was wrong. I was at this one store, and suddenly this guy comes in, he rushed in like it was urgent, but when in the store, all he did was try to listen into what I was saying, he had no other purpose or agenda, and I knew it. I knew he was there for the sole purpose of me, but it made no sense, but it stayed in the back of my mind, it was too specific what had happened. The next time a citizen snitch followed me, I became aware of it. This time it was a woman, she followed me so closely she brushed into me, then I tried to lose her, she would just go everywhere I did, (I kept it subtle, cause I didn't want them to know that I knew) then finally I thought I had lost her, but what I realised is that another woman had picked up the trail where the first one had left off. This is when I then spent the next few weeks, up and down the city confirming what I knew, felt, but could not believe.

These people had every end of the city monitored, I mean every end of the city, they still didn't know that I knew at the time. At some point after this or around this time, I came across a posting about Gang Stalking, but when you read about Gang Stalking, you are like, that can't be happening to me. Vigilante groups, what the heck? However I would also come across more credible sources.

Around this time is when I realized the phones were tapped, all my conversations with every lawyer, had been listened into. That's how these people always stayed a step ahead, and every time it would look like I was going to go ahead with the harassment case, the harassment would intensify, within the workplace and outside the workplace.

That whole time period is still so confusing, it has a lot of trauma attached to it, but that's around the time I started trying to talk about it online, the threads getting shut down, deleted, my accounts banned, blocked, it was so weird. How did they have so much influence? How could they get to places I had just registered at and get the accounts banned, or get admins to shut down threads, and this was not just once or twice, this was several incidents.

Anyways I would quit the job, take the next ten months to find out that it was systemic, we live in a corrupt system, I was not the only target that had experienced this, i would learn more about mobbing and the similar experiences in the workplace, via other forums I learnt that sexual harassment targets, mobbing targets, bullying targets, etc, all had similar stories about systemic corruption, lawyers, stories about these people always being one step ahead of the game.

So if you have read my blogs, you know most of the journey after that, and then the site was created, and you have seen it grow, mature, and change as new information becomes available, and now you have a cute ebook that you can get for free, paid for by the blood and trauma of this little journey.

This system has always been in existence in some form or another, the informant system is not new, and it would seem that in every generation most of the population is brought into the fold in one capacity or another, and this has been happening for some time, it's nothing new. It's the way the society has always been. In my opinion it's not a free society, not the way we were taught, or made to believe. Also just because the society has always been this way, does not mean that it should always be this way.

The daily electronic harassment that they are using is no better than how they use to try to whip slaves into submission. Being followed around the city, airplane surveillance, it's not a free society, but most people are still comfortable enough, still helplessly attached to the system, that they will see you as the enemy, and it's all so true. The Matrix Movie had more truth than I ever knew.

So back to the old love. I loved that place, but I left that place, because I could not be there, with these people that I had once trusted, who I would in time realise what some of their roles had been, why others could not say anything even though I knew they wanted to at the time, and the rest was pretty easy to fill in after that.

It's been a journey, I feel like I have done the whole Lord Of The Rings adventure, but only a small part of the world realise there is a dark Sauron army waiting to take over and enslave the world. One ring to rule them all, one government to rule them all. Same thing.

I had stayed away from this place, I had left it to die again, let it get run down again, but recently I returned, and it felt good. I had missed that place. So I performed some long over due maintenance, gave it a new virtual fence so to speak, a new web coat of paint, and it looks so good. It's such a fun place to be, so I have been spending time with an old love. Not that I don't love all my Gang Stalking peeps, and my blog, and Gang Stalking World, but it's been nice spending time with an old love, and so that's where I have been.

In going over the reasons I left, it brought up a lot of the memories from that time, some that I had not gone over since then, because at the time it was all really confusing, traumatizing, and as I have stated before, that is around the time I was introduced to the fun world of electronic harassment, I guess they hoped I would break down and kill myself, or just go crazy, and drop the suit these people are so messed up it's not even funny.

Anyways it's been a fun clip trip through memory lane, but when I got through all the bad memories, I had a lot of other fun ones that could also be accessed and called upon as well. So if you wonder where I am and what I am doing, well I am spending time with an old love.

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Anonymous Anonymous said...

It is pretty creepy what's happening to me. I have people that I normally would trust, others close to me saying all these weird demeaning things all the time when I'm in earshot. Making me out to be some sort of odd or dangerous person. Usually they are making me out to be some sort of failure, or 'piece of crap' or some bad negative thing. And that is just icing on the cake, along with all the standard gangstalking practices.

It's funny, because a lot of times, this stuff comes from people who seemingly should know better. It makes me wonder if they are doing it on their own accord, or if they have been forced into it at some point, or maybe if they made the decision to do it, and now the system won't let them back out. It seems like those as well as others love to intimidate and bully in various subtle and not-so-subtle ways. And they are fond of doing the blame game, trying to pin the harassment on one particular individual. The cops in town told me one night that they heard this girl who used to talk to me all the time was 'doing stuff to me online'. When pressed for further details, they couldn't provide any more information. And I have all of these other factions pointing the finger at the others, playing the 'he did it, no, she did it!' games with me. Other times, perps email me and slip me info that one particular person who turned against me knows quite a bit of info about me.

So I know that whomever is behind it all, has quite a bit of influence, at very high levels. I have photographers getting into the act with their psy-ops as well. For example 2 local newspapers here in the area, in their photo section, will contain a lot of photos that relate to what I was doing throughout the day. Most of them have a 'staged' look to them that is intended to humiliate and be very very demeaning to me. I really would like to go pay some of these photographers a visit sometime. It seems like most of them are getting a thrill out of beating me down with their staged scenes. I will not go into specifics here. Each target's campaign has different ways of carrying out harassment. For me, it's someone with a lot, a LOT of pull and influence. No matter which web or news site I go to, I see headlines and pictures that let me know a vast network of spies are involved in this.

I understand that people go along with this because they don't want to lose their jobs. But it seems they are getting a sadistic pleasure out of doing this, like they've been given info about me, and they are using it against me for their own abuse purposes. It's like they have a score to settle with me or something, you know? Like I'm their enemy, they don't like me, and now they are doing their best to prove they are better than me and to put me in their place.

Now, if you are a photographer, don't you think a little professionalism is better than using your art to put some TI who's been unfairly targetted and slandered in his place? Hmmm? Also, I lose track of what I am going to post sometimes, like my short-term memory is being zapped at times, and my pulse unexpectedly quickens, when I post to forums such as this. It happens with other TI sites. Obviously, tech is being used to impair me physically and mentally.

And of course, there are the infiltrating nuts, mainly, trolls that impersonate me on forums such as these. One of these imposters tried to insinuate that my harassment was 'light' and those involved have a personal stake in getting revenge on me, but I feel there is a deliberate attempt from some organization or person with lots of influence to destroy me and my life.

Thank you for letting me post here. I'm certain there are going to be trolls and stalkers posting here shortly.

Saturday, March 28, 2009  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Shortly after reading me own comment, I got a very sharp and intense 'bee sting' on one particular location of my upper abdomen. This will be accompanied with a photo somewhere mirroring this event in some way. It felt like being stabbed with an electrified needle. The individuals harassing me get me so intensely mad, that I feel like going after them a lot of times. But when I experience events such as these, I start to realize, 'oh, this is even worse and widespread than I thought', and my anger against that one person who did his or her best to provoke and piss me off, someone I normally would trust, all of a sudden dissipates. They were forced into it. You can't fight a large movement like this, so everyone takes the path of least resistance, and goes along with the harassment.

Saturday, March 28, 2009  
Blogger gang stalking said...

Some people might not want to go along with it, but then they have to make themselves believe whatever is necessary to carry out the orders they are required to carry out.

Monday, April 06, 2009  
Anonymous Your Only Hope said...

I have also been targeted. But I found real help. Why not try something different? Sometimes help comes from the most unexpected sources. But you have to give it a chance.

Friday, April 24, 2009  

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