Faces

I see all the set-ups or tests meant to bait me into a situation with the goal of portraying me in a bad light and I will continue to defy them on principle.  I pegged the guy on the bus yesterday the second he opened his mouth.  I didn't have to wait for him to later mysteriously jump up from his seat in the DMV waiting room to come sit right near me to confirm his role.  It was also interesting how those 3 people in line behind me left after quizzing me about DMV procedures, enabling the guy from the bus to stand nice and close directly behind me during that hour-long wait in line.  Yeah, and I was on to that CIA/FBI cunt who get on the bus at my stop while she was crossing the street.

Because of the emotional and mental abuse I've been subject to, and the ongoing interrogation that has gone along with it, when a complete stranger on the bus who reeks of alcohol asks me "Do you live here?," I am quite rightfully inclined to answer, regardless of the condition of his face, "It's none of your business," and will do so again.

A major, major part of the mind control I've been subject to is emotional manipulation including a barrage of traumatic images that are part of the PSYOPS and thin thread being used to psychologically torture me.  By and large, it's meant to keep the subject depressed and unable to function.  Another major part of it is inducing severe emotional swings from good to bad.  Some of it, though, is innocuous, simply meant to get your attention.  Unless you've been through it, it's very difficult to grasp, which is exactly how they want it.   They establish a pattern and stretch it out over the course of weeks or even months and it's something no one else will notice. For a while, it was people wearing orange shirts.  Recently, it was people wearing green shirts.  They enter your proximity and make strange gestures to get your attention.  Right around the time I figured out and started to break the mind control, they started sending people at me walking briskly, theatrically swinging a large paper grocery bag in each hand from opposite starting points, each nearly going horizontal at either end of the swing.  They make it obvious to the subject.  It was during that one that I learned to just look away.  Those are just a few examples.

As I mentioned, the main point is to keep the subject "under a spell," as one op directly inferred to me, and to keep them depressed mainly through a steady stream of traumatic input.  It's exacerbated by the denial of all comfort and normal, positive human interaction, all meant to keep your life as miserable as possible.  They kind of make you a robot, or as yet another op directly mentioned, "a zombie."  The public application of traumatic images mainly occur when I attempt to do enjoyable, social things, with the goal of spoiling everything I do.  I joined a Euchre meetup group in town and while standing outside smoking a cigarette, a guy came by and asked to bum one before volunteering the info that his daughter had her face ripped off by a pit bull.  I have to think it was a lie.  Those cases aren't difficult to win, plus a precedent was recently set, but the comment has its effect.  Sometimes I think another goal of such planned incidents is to devalue the level to which my life has been violated for so, so long--something that will never happen.

The latest pattern is about as far as I go and aptly illustrates the length to which these demented sickos will go.  Believe it or not, it has become evident, lately, that I have been subject to a noticeably abnormally high frequency of close encounters with people whose faces are disfigured to varying degrees, including a recent one while I sat at a restaurant bar trying to eat an All-American sandwich on the fucking 4th of July.  Their situations are clearly heart-wrenching and tragic, and when you're the subject of ongoing abuse and isolation as I have been with no "outside frame of reference" (as Jesse Mills so aptly pointed out the night after he invited me to a hole-in-the-wall diner where a striking black model struck up a conversation and then made a reference to getting shot in the head or having the back end of hammer buried in it.  Oh, and she coincidentally showed up to say hi to me at Jazz fest, effectively reminding me of our conversation.  I was able to beat that one down, though.), nor any authentic human interaction, these ongoing encounters are very effective in being nothing but traumatic and depressing. Indeed, the whole treatment is dehumanizing.  I get the feeling that part of the rationale behind this is to simply expose me to such things.  If so, look up my cousin Andy.  He was born with water on his brain.  My brother used to mock him openly at family gatherings.  The ironic part is, that while I've been portrayed as such a monster, they're doing it because they know I'm by and large a compassionate, emotional person.  You are bunch of sick, twisted fuckers and I don't work for you by my own will or awareness and never will.  This combined with the street-punk ops making out in front of me is a bit too far.

These guys have all the most important major points and names involved in my story.

I'm also talking to these guys and this guy.

In light of thse recent developments, I'm going to start working on getting in touch with this guy.

If this little secret network of folks is so damn powerful then you can get to all those folks and buy them off, so I'll just keep sending e-mails.  CBS has a little coin sittin' around, though.  But why not just kill me to fulfill all the threats...please?

I also mention here that while they had me deep in the mind control early last year, no matter where I went, I had people suggesting I join Toastmaster's.  One guy asked me if I'm a leader.  I was constantly surrounded by political operatives and some folks I ran into at a job-networking club turned every meeting he had to politics.  Mind control......Toastmaster's......constant political talk.  You add it up.  And since I have no "outside frame of reference," how could I possibly confirm to myself all the outrageous things that have been suggested?  I have no choice but to chalk it all up to PSYOPS.  As I exist on, with broken teeth and a partially numb foot, I have to play it that way.  I'm not really interested in politics and I see exactly what's going on.  The goal of making it impossible to trust anyone has been successful.  You isolated me to the point where I have no confidants, or at least didn't for a while.  Someone can talk to me openly and directly.  Why not send me something in the friggin' mail?  You can trust the U.S. Post Office.

You've done nothing to make me strong or benefit me in any way and you'll never fool me into thinking otherwise.  Indeed, you've made quite the fool of me and destroyed my life completely.  I guess the fortunate thing at this point is that I've got nothing to lose, but I will not sit back and be subject to the pattern of folks whose faces have been sadly, tragically disfigured being trotted out in front of me, something that when compounded with all of my abuse I've absorbed is strictly depressing.  I'd rather be dead.

I am not joking--about any of it.


Also, I'll mention again here that there's apparently a little network of "powerful," psycho radical feminist women in on the scam whose intention it is to coerce me into marriage.  (Ya know--maybe their not necessarily all radical feminists.  It occurs to me that the overweight angry women are quite possibly a little sect of their own, which might include the shrink from Boston.  Who knows?)  Not only do I see every attempt, but I'll go against it just on principle.  But if it must continue, at least let it be ones who are in the friggin' league, for goodness sakes.  I know they can't all be in the ball park, necessarily, but the Boston psychologist at Chevy's who tried to intimidate me and imply that she can have me arrested doesn't come close.  I mean--I very nearly laughed out loud when she  hinted at...her??....and.... me??!!...together????!!  Bwahahahahahaaha!!!  That is a very funny joke, kids.  So funny, I almost puked.  Send back the tall, extremely attractive black girl in jeans I saw once sitting in Peet's sideways in her chair with her legs spread while fiddling on her laptop and sucking on a pen who I made it a point to ignore.  She is the one and only exception.  And btw, hammerhead chick from Munch Haven ain't that great. 


Actually, I would consider Brooke Coollie, but I'm slightly turned off by the rapid-fire, probing, mind-tilling questions meant to facilitate mind control.  All of the attempts at manipulation through guilt and fear and mind control I find to be very disconcerting.  It turns my stomach and I want no part of it.  I figured out exactly what Brooke was doing that night:  Use repetitive, probing, confusing questions to make the subject think real, real hard, always asking the next one while he's still wondering about the current one, thus making the confusion and wonder accumulate, effectively digging a hole to the subconscious before burying whatever info it is you want to.  It's an apt metaphor.  Yeah--figuring that out that night was key.  And then the dental supply salesgirl at the night club, actually saying, "You have to be open.", as if I might have fallen for that at that point.  And Brooke and all her bullshit about her boyfriend.  And Leah with the insinuations of guilt as she nonchalantly moved in her toothbrush and shampoo!  The bummer is, I don't need to be tricked into paying attention like that. 

I see all...

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