Today the new tenant for the Freedom House who had driven all day yesterday and this morning from Seattle, Washington and got within minutes of house has apparently decided to drive back home with the only explanation being, there were “100 cars” following her and she didn’t want to bring them here with her. (???)
The perps are desperately trying to control this bedside urinal thing. They become rabidly, frothing at the mouth angry every time I use it during the night. So they do things to mess with my personal affairs when it happens.
For example, today the library called me to adjust the reservation I had made over the weekend for a meeting room. Instead of a 3-hour time slot that I signed up for, they were calling to tell me they had switched me to a different room and decreased the time to 1 1/2 hours and the phone connection was so choppy that I couldn’t discuss the matter with her. Will continue to record events as they occur.
The stalkers have added a couple of new triggers to my stalking & harassment experience. The most serious first – a color-coded attack. These are attacks in “retaliation” for wearing certain colors.
For instance, when I wear yellow, they will do something to frighten me. Maroon, green or beige, then they will cause some sort of electronic or appliance malfunction. The most dangerous is blue and black as I’ve discovered. Wearing this color will cause someone to die or be killed, usually immediately.
I will relate the most recent victims. One was my cousin. Recently I had been wearing some blue and black designed canvas shoes. I knew it might be a possibility that something would happen, but was not real sure. Then, one day last week my sister called to tell me our cousin had passed away. She was only 62. I don’t have all the details, but it is believed to be complications due to years of alcohol abuse. Stalkers are adept at taking advantage of vulnerable situations and causing the worst to happen so that no one is suspicious of them.
Then the day before yesterday I happened to wear a blue jacket over a black t-shirt – the killing colors before going grocery shopping. I’d just be a minute, I thought. Well apparently this was all it took. As I exited the grocery store to return home, a black vehicle that looked similar to a hearse made a point of driving slowly past me. Then I knew something was up. And sure enough when I returned home, someone had sent me an email stating that a member of our group’s community had passed away.
The latest trigger happened today – walking under the covered walkway at the plaza. For this infringement, whenever I return home from shopping I find someone has resigned from our organization.
So as I did this today, I came back to home to learn that one person had resigned from one of our committees.
As more triggers are added, then pressure builds and the stalkers become blood-thirsty, salivating animals. It’s a real sickness. Stay tuned.
Lots and lots of anger, anguish, and threats about using the bedside urinal lately. It may have something to do with why Internet on desktop cannot connect. Tonight also one of my cords to one of my phones suddenly quit working. Now as I go to bed, I’m starting to hear threats of “better not.” So the tug-of-war continues.
On Sunday, the adaptor, the device that connects to the Internet malfunctioned. My friend was also having computer problems as well. Also getting fever-pitch rabid threats from the synthetic telepathy. Still obsessing about use of urinal at bedside.
Each year the stalkers hold up the arrival of the one grant I receive. The first year it arrived in December and I decided to wait until the new year to draw on it. The second year was perilously close financially, as it seemed it would never arrive and as my bills mounted, but it finally arrived in mid-January. This year, it is now way past mid-January and heading into the second week of February and it has still not arrived. The grantor cannot be contacted after numerous phone calls, while the stalkers are playing cat and mouse games with its arrival.
UPDATE: Grant funds finally arrive February 15. Over a month later than last year!
Lately there have been a rash of incidents. My portable sound system was discovered not to be working, the dryer suddenly broke a belt, and my housemate’s new laptop computer suddenly contracted a virus and erased its harddrive. Some of these have to do with the dozens of “better nots” that the stalkers have insisted on that come via synthetic telepathy, such as now shopping at biggs, using the urinal at night by my bed, and using a certain setting on my keyboard piano (DX 008 – think d**ks, this sends the perps into overdrive).
To talk about the DX setting for a moment, a number of things have happened regarding this setting: one time after I used it, all the electricity suddenly got shut off, another time I had an “accident” and got a big rip on the sleeve of my winter jacket. Most recently the dryer belt suddenly broke and my housemate’s new laptop mysteriously caught a virus and erased nearly the whole harddrive. This has all happened in the last couple of days as I’ve been rehearsing some songs for a possible concert.