The military and neighbors tortured my family the entire night last night.
I slept some but woke up to being tortured and they are still doing this.
They've been using technology to cause severe pain in my mouth, teeth and jaw and neck. Basically, they've been using something to get a reaction between the metal in my neck on the left side and the mercury in my teeth.
It's definitely technology because they cause my neck to pulse there, where the metal is.
If the U.S. military does this to me and it causes severe pain for me, I know it causes pain for my parents bc they have more fillings.
I know it's technology because I tried moving my jaw further to one side several times and if the metal in my neck is a certain parallel to the mercury in my teeth, it was causing an extremely strong and painful reaction like there was a cross-interference of these metals in addition to what technology the military is using to create the reaction and pain.
They know it causes pain. They're not ignorant and this is an example of hate crime by religious groups or those now bribed or having to take orders, getting a military cover.
The U.S. bargains with the Catholic church apparently, instead of obeying the law for every citizen, they make bargains if the Catholic church is involved, to stop torture if you are a member or providing sexual favorst to one of their members.
That's the U.S.!
That's what happened to me!
Retaliated against by torture, for filing lawsuits to protect my reputation. For "offending" a couple of religious groups, we've all been tortured.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Forcing Parents To Torture Themselves
The other thing that's been new is that these people are not only using military technology on us all, and sometimes using neighbors for things, they have been forcing my parents to assault themselves.
I know my parents inside and out, through and through, and neither one of them have a self-harming bone in their bodies. They have NEVER done this kind of thing, ever. It's not part of their personality make-up and is something they'd never do to themselves.
However, I realized they are being forced to torture themselves to do something that causes the black eyes. I would say it's possible that the bruising is from an extremely powerful pressure occuring in the head when they get hit by something, and I think it's possible. Today my mom kept talking about the pressure, and please don't pressure me and her eyes were black. I said, "Where have you been?" and only work and the post office.
The first time this happened to my mom when I was here, it was Patty Otterbach bringing her home. Not one hair on Patty's head was harmed. Patty's eyes had nothing wrong with them. My mother came back like she'd been hit by a stun gun, shaking, glassy eyes, totally glassy and strange and dark marks on the inside of her eyes.
For some reason, Patty doesn't want to talk about it. And denied it. Which pretty much means either Patty assaulted my mother herself or she was an accomplice.
While an occular or cerebral pressure could cause brusing like this, so could lasers. Not only that, on one occasion, there was a thin film of skin across my mom's entire eyeballs and it was wrinkling and this is after her eyes turned yellowish first. That kind of wrinkling would be something a laser would cause, by drying out the eye drastically enough to create a layer to actually "shed" like skin peels after a sunburn.
I always put on my make-up with white concealer on the insides of my eyes, and I got the feeling, after seeing this a few times and hearing her "friends" ask her if she was going to go work on her "vanity", I had a pretty good idea that this was done to my mother, in part, to mock how her daughter used white concealer on the inside corners of her eyes. So they basically started blackening and brusing this part of my mom's eyes. It goes back a ways. I can tell from my mom's business photo on her card that it does. But I thought it was really great to then see how some of her "friends" talk about her vanity while they're trying to ruin appeal for her daughter to get her son and prove someone has been lying, or, a lot of people are lying. So they started doing this to my mom again.
Pressure inside the head might cause this bruising but it's so well defined and severe, it looks like something else is causing it too, and for an eyeball to wrinkle into a film like that--it's laser.
My Dad was getting all these "laser" eye ads going back at least a couple of years. They've never been interested in laser eye surgery, but all these ads started coming in, at the same time as other harassing ads. I just thought, why the eye laser ads?
They're torturing them.
However, then I noticed, after I filed a criminal report against Patty Otterbach, Debbie Sweetwater-Burt and Kathy Hathaway, before I did this, I saw it happen again. Every single time she went out with Patty. Every single time. I didn't file a report the day after my Mom came back looked stunned. I waited and then noticed when it was showing up and who she'd been with. It was Patty almost every single time. A couple of times it looked like maybe from her workplace.
So after I saw it happened more, and who she was around when it happened, I filed a police report.
No one has followed up on the report I filed. No one has taken photos for evidence either.
After I reported who was involved, they got nervous about it and forced my parents to do it to themselves. If I hadn't remembered how many time it originally occured only when my mother was with a "friend", I would think it is maybe all about some kind of targeting at the house. I know they're targeted. No doubt. But for this, these people are trying to escape notice now, and sometimes now it happens after my mom or dad are out with someone, but they've forced my parents to harm themselves with something, at the house, so it looks like it's not traceable to the "friends".
So I guess they get their military friends to exact even worse harm and torture if my parents don't sometimes harm themselves, to turn their own eyes black just so the criminals who are really responsible, don't have to worry about it always being tracked back to them and the company my parents are forced to keep.
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I just checked on their house at about 1 a.m. and I can't detect everything that's done but I didn't notice anything except on the south side of the house, the same technology that affects my neck is along the whole side there.
I know my parents inside and out, through and through, and neither one of them have a self-harming bone in their bodies. They have NEVER done this kind of thing, ever. It's not part of their personality make-up and is something they'd never do to themselves.
However, I realized they are being forced to torture themselves to do something that causes the black eyes. I would say it's possible that the bruising is from an extremely powerful pressure occuring in the head when they get hit by something, and I think it's possible. Today my mom kept talking about the pressure, and please don't pressure me and her eyes were black. I said, "Where have you been?" and only work and the post office.
The first time this happened to my mom when I was here, it was Patty Otterbach bringing her home. Not one hair on Patty's head was harmed. Patty's eyes had nothing wrong with them. My mother came back like she'd been hit by a stun gun, shaking, glassy eyes, totally glassy and strange and dark marks on the inside of her eyes.
For some reason, Patty doesn't want to talk about it. And denied it. Which pretty much means either Patty assaulted my mother herself or she was an accomplice.
While an occular or cerebral pressure could cause brusing like this, so could lasers. Not only that, on one occasion, there was a thin film of skin across my mom's entire eyeballs and it was wrinkling and this is after her eyes turned yellowish first. That kind of wrinkling would be something a laser would cause, by drying out the eye drastically enough to create a layer to actually "shed" like skin peels after a sunburn.
I always put on my make-up with white concealer on the insides of my eyes, and I got the feeling, after seeing this a few times and hearing her "friends" ask her if she was going to go work on her "vanity", I had a pretty good idea that this was done to my mother, in part, to mock how her daughter used white concealer on the inside corners of her eyes. So they basically started blackening and brusing this part of my mom's eyes. It goes back a ways. I can tell from my mom's business photo on her card that it does. But I thought it was really great to then see how some of her "friends" talk about her vanity while they're trying to ruin appeal for her daughter to get her son and prove someone has been lying, or, a lot of people are lying. So they started doing this to my mom again.
Pressure inside the head might cause this bruising but it's so well defined and severe, it looks like something else is causing it too, and for an eyeball to wrinkle into a film like that--it's laser.
My Dad was getting all these "laser" eye ads going back at least a couple of years. They've never been interested in laser eye surgery, but all these ads started coming in, at the same time as other harassing ads. I just thought, why the eye laser ads?
They're torturing them.
However, then I noticed, after I filed a criminal report against Patty Otterbach, Debbie Sweetwater-Burt and Kathy Hathaway, before I did this, I saw it happen again. Every single time she went out with Patty. Every single time. I didn't file a report the day after my Mom came back looked stunned. I waited and then noticed when it was showing up and who she'd been with. It was Patty almost every single time. A couple of times it looked like maybe from her workplace.
So after I saw it happened more, and who she was around when it happened, I filed a police report.
No one has followed up on the report I filed. No one has taken photos for evidence either.
After I reported who was involved, they got nervous about it and forced my parents to do it to themselves. If I hadn't remembered how many time it originally occured only when my mother was with a "friend", I would think it is maybe all about some kind of targeting at the house. I know they're targeted. No doubt. But for this, these people are trying to escape notice now, and sometimes now it happens after my mom or dad are out with someone, but they've forced my parents to harm themselves with something, at the house, so it looks like it's not traceable to the "friends".
So I guess they get their military friends to exact even worse harm and torture if my parents don't sometimes harm themselves, to turn their own eyes black just so the criminals who are really responsible, don't have to worry about it always being tracked back to them and the company my parents are forced to keep.
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I just checked on their house at about 1 a.m. and I can't detect everything that's done but I didn't notice anything except on the south side of the house, the same technology that affects my neck is along the whole side there.
Monday, November 28, 2011
10:38 lots of white fluffy
lots of white fluffy stuff. whoo whoo.
Like a thick fluffy, furry or something scarf, long white fluffy furry, thrown around and to one side.
JR. Don't go to America.
Woman laughing
flash to other scene:
She reminds me of _________. She is just like ___________ from the book.
Girl
flash to other scene:
Jr. Don't go to America. You're not Catholic and do you know what they do to you if you're not Catholic? I heard of this lady and her son...Jr., listen to me.
Maahm!
And don't you think about helping those poor people. Do you know what they'll do to us? If they find out, they'll torture us too! I think they want people to think they'll be tortured too so they don't help, but just in case...
Mom, I just want to go for awhile. To take some classes and then I'll come back.
Not in one piece you won't.
Yeah Mom, the girls will tear off my clothes in a mad rush to get to me.
You wanna be infertile and lose your marbles too?
Mahm, here's some money (lays stack of money down).
What's this for?
I don't know, whatever you want.
Where did you get this money?
Mom, just let me go to America. Please.
They will poison you Jr. Don't do it. I am begging you, don't do it. If you so much as defend any innocent person, they will lock you up. It's not the 80s jr. This is now. Are you reading the news?
Yeah ma.
Well don't. Start reading the blogs. The blogs by people who are being tortured over there...in the United States! They don't just hold foreigners hostage to work for the CIA, they do it to their own citizens. You don't know if you'll look so smart they find a way to make you work for them or they'll steal your passport or blackmail you...If you want to help those people find something other way.
They're all Catholic now Jr.
They're Catholic, some Jewish, and a few bribed others. You're not Catholic, you're not Jewish, and you're not going to get along with the others who take bribes. What is there for someone like you, with all you have to offer? What does America have to offer YOU? Nothing but a gizard.
Jr., like I said. That country holds people hostage if they're not Catholic or Jewish like they want. And they torture them. They torture anyone who files lawsuits against them, even if it they were the innocent person and just want their name cleared. They're too powerful Jr. They're in the entire military and other organizations and they'll use it against you. They've tortured the best people there Jr. The people who could do the most, they tortured and oppressed. If they'd been Catholic or Jewish, it would have been different. But they weren't. They stood up for what they believed in and they've been tortured for it. It's not the United States anymore.
Like a thick fluffy, furry or something scarf, long white fluffy furry, thrown around and to one side.
JR. Don't go to America.
Woman laughing
flash to other scene:
She reminds me of _________. She is just like ___________ from the book.
Girl
flash to other scene:
Jr. Don't go to America. You're not Catholic and do you know what they do to you if you're not Catholic? I heard of this lady and her son...Jr., listen to me.
Maahm!
And don't you think about helping those poor people. Do you know what they'll do to us? If they find out, they'll torture us too! I think they want people to think they'll be tortured too so they don't help, but just in case...
Mom, I just want to go for awhile. To take some classes and then I'll come back.
Not in one piece you won't.
Yeah Mom, the girls will tear off my clothes in a mad rush to get to me.
You wanna be infertile and lose your marbles too?
Mahm, here's some money (lays stack of money down).
What's this for?
I don't know, whatever you want.
Where did you get this money?
Mom, just let me go to America. Please.
They will poison you Jr. Don't do it. I am begging you, don't do it. If you so much as defend any innocent person, they will lock you up. It's not the 80s jr. This is now. Are you reading the news?
Yeah ma.
Well don't. Start reading the blogs. The blogs by people who are being tortured over there...in the United States! They don't just hold foreigners hostage to work for the CIA, they do it to their own citizens. You don't know if you'll look so smart they find a way to make you work for them or they'll steal your passport or blackmail you...If you want to help those people find something other way.
They're all Catholic now Jr.
They're Catholic, some Jewish, and a few bribed others. You're not Catholic, you're not Jewish, and you're not going to get along with the others who take bribes. What is there for someone like you, with all you have to offer? What does America have to offer YOU? Nothing but a gizard.
Jr., like I said. That country holds people hostage if they're not Catholic or Jewish like they want. And they torture them. They torture anyone who files lawsuits against them, even if it they were the innocent person and just want their name cleared. They're too powerful Jr. They're in the entire military and other organizations and they'll use it against you. They've tortured the best people there Jr. The people who could do the most, they tortured and oppressed. If they'd been Catholic or Jewish, it would have been different. But they weren't. They stood up for what they believed in and they've been tortured for it. It's not the United States anymore.
51 & Vegan
My mom thought this one thing some guy sent her was funny, about age of women, with both being 51 and one eating right and organic and sounding very holistic, and the other eating butter, desserts and whatever else she can find to put in her mouth. So the idea was that the one who ate butter looked so much better, with her voluptuous breasts spilling out of her bodice. And the idea was that the one who ate vegetarian was not good looking and scrawny. He wrote along with it, "I rest my case."
I said to my Mom, "Why did you show me that?"
She just thought it was funny. I see the point, because actually, there are people who eat awfully and look great, and there are people who smoke cigarettes that live to be 99.
I said though, feeling defensive about being vegan and this idea of some red-haired scrawny woman next to the voluptous brunette, and said, "He rests his case on what?"
"That she's better than the other woman because she has a better appearance superficially and doesn't care about animals and suffering? I rest my case."
I should have added, "...and is at risk of getting breast cancer."
The whole point of SOME of the vegetarian and vegan ads is that you can look good and care about animals and humanity and try to minimize suffering. I think even sometimes the vegan ads are superficial or self-righteous, but I think it's sort of a point. I personally LOVE butter, desserts, and meat. It never makes me sick to smell the smell of raw or cooked meat. I've heard some vegans or vegetarians say that they feel sick from it but I never have. I love the smell and I don't even think I'll be vegan forever. I'm playing it by ear and not making demands on myself.
The only reason I even started it was when I thought about this dairy farmers cows being perpetually pregnant. I imagined myself milking others for years, twice a day and I felt sorry for the cows.
This doesn't mean I'm against hunting for food. I think some people feel they have to eat meat or it's plentiful for them, moreso even than vegetables and fruits so, fine. Humanely hunting for a good reason I don't have a problem.
But for me personally, I think about how people treat ME as if I am an animal and torture and do incredible things and I've always cared about animals. I can be stiff-lipped about it if I have to be, with an animal, but my heart goes out to animals because God created them. God doesn't like cruelty to animals--not to humans, not to the unborn, and not to animals.
If it is possible for me to cut back on this for animals we don't even see that suffer, than I am happy to do this and I feel good about it too.
But I don't look down on meat-eaters and I am not philosophically opposed. I just choose not to, for myself, at this time.
For me, it's not a religious choice or a strict philosophical ideal. For me, it's that I thought about suffering animals one day and instead of keeping them out of sight, out of mind, I kept them in mind with what I chose to buy and consume. And not strictly without any give, but in general. And then too, it's sort of a challenge to myself and I am always up for a good challenge.
Challenger!
(sorry, made myself laugh)
If there is butter on my bread, I am not cringing. If I order a coffee, I might, for special occasion, have whip or cream or whatever. For the most part I am becoming more stringent and strict but I think it's the idea of challenge right now. To challenge myself and see how disciplined I am.
For me, personally, I'm more of a vegetarian who would buy eggs and dairy if I knew the animals were in good keep and had freedom or maybe not milk if they had to be pregnant all the time, but if chickens just lay eggs a lot, why not have eggs? and honey, I can't see the point of not having honey or certain things. So in small things, I'm not totally vegan. I also wear wool. I think about total impact to both animals and humans and how eating or not eating certain foods helps or hinders economy and animal rights and suffering too.
But lately, I have been pretty close to 100% vegan and right now, and it's the challenge. The only thing that's not vegan in my kitchen right now is honey.
It's been this way for a month. I had a mocha with whipped cream this month and a tiny bit of butter in stuffing and things my parents made and I didn't think about it, but gelatin in marshmallows on the sweet potatoes is animal product. For about 2months I've been almost 100% vegan. I didn't plan it this way.
It's not a fast either. It's nothing hoity-toity. However, I said to my Mom, "I haven't done any of the extreme cleanses this month. I figure being Vegan is extreme enough." So I haven't done any ascorbic acid cleanses or anything. I bought ascorbic acid crystals and I haven't even used them.
I said to my Mom, "Why did you show me that?"
She just thought it was funny. I see the point, because actually, there are people who eat awfully and look great, and there are people who smoke cigarettes that live to be 99.
I said though, feeling defensive about being vegan and this idea of some red-haired scrawny woman next to the voluptous brunette, and said, "He rests his case on what?"
"That she's better than the other woman because she has a better appearance superficially and doesn't care about animals and suffering? I rest my case."
I should have added, "...and is at risk of getting breast cancer."
The whole point of SOME of the vegetarian and vegan ads is that you can look good and care about animals and humanity and try to minimize suffering. I think even sometimes the vegan ads are superficial or self-righteous, but I think it's sort of a point. I personally LOVE butter, desserts, and meat. It never makes me sick to smell the smell of raw or cooked meat. I've heard some vegans or vegetarians say that they feel sick from it but I never have. I love the smell and I don't even think I'll be vegan forever. I'm playing it by ear and not making demands on myself.
The only reason I even started it was when I thought about this dairy farmers cows being perpetually pregnant. I imagined myself milking others for years, twice a day and I felt sorry for the cows.
This doesn't mean I'm against hunting for food. I think some people feel they have to eat meat or it's plentiful for them, moreso even than vegetables and fruits so, fine. Humanely hunting for a good reason I don't have a problem.
But for me personally, I think about how people treat ME as if I am an animal and torture and do incredible things and I've always cared about animals. I can be stiff-lipped about it if I have to be, with an animal, but my heart goes out to animals because God created them. God doesn't like cruelty to animals--not to humans, not to the unborn, and not to animals.
If it is possible for me to cut back on this for animals we don't even see that suffer, than I am happy to do this and I feel good about it too.
But I don't look down on meat-eaters and I am not philosophically opposed. I just choose not to, for myself, at this time.
For me, it's not a religious choice or a strict philosophical ideal. For me, it's that I thought about suffering animals one day and instead of keeping them out of sight, out of mind, I kept them in mind with what I chose to buy and consume. And not strictly without any give, but in general. And then too, it's sort of a challenge to myself and I am always up for a good challenge.
Challenger!
(sorry, made myself laugh)
If there is butter on my bread, I am not cringing. If I order a coffee, I might, for special occasion, have whip or cream or whatever. For the most part I am becoming more stringent and strict but I think it's the idea of challenge right now. To challenge myself and see how disciplined I am.
For me, personally, I'm more of a vegetarian who would buy eggs and dairy if I knew the animals were in good keep and had freedom or maybe not milk if they had to be pregnant all the time, but if chickens just lay eggs a lot, why not have eggs? and honey, I can't see the point of not having honey or certain things. So in small things, I'm not totally vegan. I also wear wool. I think about total impact to both animals and humans and how eating or not eating certain foods helps or hinders economy and animal rights and suffering too.
But lately, I have been pretty close to 100% vegan and right now, and it's the challenge. The only thing that's not vegan in my kitchen right now is honey.
It's been this way for a month. I had a mocha with whipped cream this month and a tiny bit of butter in stuffing and things my parents made and I didn't think about it, but gelatin in marshmallows on the sweet potatoes is animal product. For about 2months I've been almost 100% vegan. I didn't plan it this way.
It's not a fast either. It's nothing hoity-toity. However, I said to my Mom, "I haven't done any of the extreme cleanses this month. I figure being Vegan is extreme enough." So I haven't done any ascorbic acid cleanses or anything. I bought ascorbic acid crystals and I haven't even used them.
Harassment by computer geeks
I have been repeatedly trying to connect to a college website and someone is on my network and laptop and trying to block everything I do.
It kept bumping me off of google and repeatedly said the site isn't available and was disconnecting me.
It was already known, by whoever was doing this, that I was trying to get to the site to pick up email addresses for finding out who incorrectly reported me as a PT student to the DOE.
So I sent an email like this to PSU, asking, and then I sent one to PCC-Sylvania. I've sent a couple of different emails to several of their employees and NOT ONE of them has responded to my question. It's been a week now. When they first didn't respond, I sent another email.
I looked at my options of people to choose from and had a feeling almost all of the ones I randomly picked were Catholic. And on a business courtesy level, you'd think someone could make a reply to a simple question.
So I went to the site to look up someone else, and whoever has been monitoring everything I do, including a man with short dark brown hair, leaning over at his desk, they knew where I was trying to go with my search and what I was trying to do.
And I was repeatedly blocked from accessing the site when there was no connection problem with the computer and then after I switched to a different user, it said I would be logging off other people on my computer. Who shouldn't be there to begin with and it's no one in my family. I went to administrator and then someone sends me a message from Microsoft, which is why I say something about a Microsoft employee. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe someone outside of MS can generate this kind of message, so I'll take down the part about MS employee. However, just to be obnoxious, they put up a message saying did I want to turn on "phishing" because someone might be impersonating another person.
Nothing like that should be coming up after I'm trying to get to this site.
And then after I kept trying and went to Blogger, they decided to laser me and are overheating me with the overheating technology.
I now have someone splitting the screen so it's partly showing word and partly not and it's not working correctly.
Just bc there are other servers on this laptop, which I haven't deleted, doesn't make that much of a difference bc it was happening before on my laptop too.
It kept bumping me off of google and repeatedly said the site isn't available and was disconnecting me.
It was already known, by whoever was doing this, that I was trying to get to the site to pick up email addresses for finding out who incorrectly reported me as a PT student to the DOE.
So I sent an email like this to PSU, asking, and then I sent one to PCC-Sylvania. I've sent a couple of different emails to several of their employees and NOT ONE of them has responded to my question. It's been a week now. When they first didn't respond, I sent another email.
I looked at my options of people to choose from and had a feeling almost all of the ones I randomly picked were Catholic. And on a business courtesy level, you'd think someone could make a reply to a simple question.
So I went to the site to look up someone else, and whoever has been monitoring everything I do, including a man with short dark brown hair, leaning over at his desk, they knew where I was trying to go with my search and what I was trying to do.
And I was repeatedly blocked from accessing the site when there was no connection problem with the computer and then after I switched to a different user, it said I would be logging off other people on my computer. Who shouldn't be there to begin with and it's no one in my family. I went to administrator and then someone sends me a message from Microsoft, which is why I say something about a Microsoft employee. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe someone outside of MS can generate this kind of message, so I'll take down the part about MS employee. However, just to be obnoxious, they put up a message saying did I want to turn on "phishing" because someone might be impersonating another person.
Nothing like that should be coming up after I'm trying to get to this site.
And then after I kept trying and went to Blogger, they decided to laser me and are overheating me with the overheating technology.
I now have someone splitting the screen so it's partly showing word and partly not and it's not working correctly.
Just bc there are other servers on this laptop, which I haven't deleted, doesn't make that much of a difference bc it was happening before on my laptop too.
Vegan Oatmeal Cookies
I bought more pectin and found it works with pumpkin puree too. Refer to my last post about Vegan cookies.
I thought it might be too gloppy but no, it all sticks together and then in the oven the texture becomes fluffier and lighter inside, like a regular cookie.
It doesn't jell or jam down or anything, they're like regular cookies, just Vegan.
You could use any kind of fruit or grain. I have flaxseed and could even make flaxseed with rosehips cookies, or anything.
My grandparents lived right next to aplets and cotlets and I never had the idea before. But I was never trying out the vegan thing before either. I used pomona pectin but would use any kind. I throw out the calcium preservative and just use the pectin. It could be any brand and I might try my own pectin that I made too. I'm afraid it will be too strong bc it's from lime and lemons.
Maybe for a flaxseed cookie or something.
I don't use raw oats either. I toast them, or fry them in oil first, like a granola and it gives them a pie crust flavor cooked less and granola flavor cooked more.
I have flaxseed so I'll have to try something with that and other things.
Might actually try apple cookies next. With the pectin and apples and oats and maybe flaxseed too.
I thought it might be too gloppy but no, it all sticks together and then in the oven the texture becomes fluffier and lighter inside, like a regular cookie.
It doesn't jell or jam down or anything, they're like regular cookies, just Vegan.
You could use any kind of fruit or grain. I have flaxseed and could even make flaxseed with rosehips cookies, or anything.
My grandparents lived right next to aplets and cotlets and I never had the idea before. But I was never trying out the vegan thing before either. I used pomona pectin but would use any kind. I throw out the calcium preservative and just use the pectin. It could be any brand and I might try my own pectin that I made too. I'm afraid it will be too strong bc it's from lime and lemons.
Maybe for a flaxseed cookie or something.
I don't use raw oats either. I toast them, or fry them in oil first, like a granola and it gives them a pie crust flavor cooked less and granola flavor cooked more.
I have flaxseed so I'll have to try something with that and other things.
Might actually try apple cookies next. With the pectin and apples and oats and maybe flaxseed too.
Parent's Multiple Predictions & Torture
Well, more things happened but pretty soon I'm not going to share anymore. I'm only sharing enough in the hope that someone from the public who didn't believe before, will believe now for some reason, that we're targeted and tortured. I was going to wear all blue but a sweatshirt didn't smell good so I put it in the wash and then I was going to wear a black jacket but decided to wear my yellow and black and green braided shirt with my hair in braids, and my white tank underneath to pull down over my hips and then I had my cobalt blue jacket on. I was still cold so I put on a red v-neck sweater and then wore the jacket over--it has turquoise on the inside. In my hair were 2 pens hidden mainly and a maroon rubberband, also hidden. My levi's and black tights beneath. Wore the double braids. I almost put on my black but anyway. I am really loving these brown courderoys I have. They're too baggy but I love them.
Last night I prayed and asked if I was to watch any part of the movie "Lion Witch and the Wardrobe" and I don't need to pray about it but did (sort of a Granny thing to do). I've never seen it before. I started watching one night but was distracted cooking so didn't. So it was just before midnight and I prayed and fastforwarded to where I should stop. Then I pressed stop and play, not that (i know, i know, it means nothing but sort of fun sometimes to see...)it means anything. So it showed this sword and then started with "It is Finished" and then someone was almost dying and this woman Susan takes out or has someone take out a flask and pour it into the mouth and they live. I couldn't believe it bc it looked like the hibiscus leaf heart shape and I had thought it looked like a flask or perfume bottle (at one pt. it crossed my mind and I wondered if there was anything like that somewhere). She pours it in and he lives and then there's the end.
Then I read some encouraging scriptures and went to bed.
This morning I walked the dog around and then walked downtown to get ginko & yerba and more pectin for my cookies. Another batch.
While walking I went to the pet store for the first time and got a treat for the dog and walked out with this bag with 3 roses on it, just like my Mom had to the left of the table, I had in my left hand--same bag.
Then I went to the health store and got more ginko, yerba, and then some pectin for my cookies. She showed me flaxmeal as an egg substitute but the pectin will hold the oats together while I don't have baking soda, baking powder, or flour. So I have to have stuff that will stick! I am making pumpkin cookies tonight which I wanted to make last night but was out of pectin.
Super easy. It takes 3 ingredients to make vegan oatmeal cookies:
pectin
oatmeal
fruit
(water)
(oh, and oil to fry the oats in first)
And I think I could try wheat that I have with pumpkin too. They're very nutritious and even the pectin is good for absorbing toxic substances in your system. I'll try flaxmeal sometime when I have other ingredients to use.
Then I went to the post office and got envelopes. Was going to go to the library but forgot and wanted to get back to the house in time anyway.
I saw a new stamp while standing there, because I used to always get the madonna and child stamps at christmas over the other ones or I got a religious theme, whatever it was...usually because I like the renaissance style or something. I don't know. I noticed today for the first time because before I left the house I kept getting something about madonna, like the madonna and about how I was almost named this. So I looked and noticed I was wearing the same colors she's wearing in the stamp and that there was a candlestick that looks like the one from my lamp in my house, which I've photographed, so I was curious to see the title and it's "madonna of the candelabras". It was only interesting to me bc I knew someone was talking about this kind of madonna today, not madonna the pop star, and something to do with me. Something about the choice of name.
You can see how much this country likes to live up to the name they claim to stand by. As if one had to be of a certain religion to be safe and free from obstruction or torture.
My mom was wearing paisley today. I used to wear paisely all the time when I was younger and picked it out as a favorite pattern right before jr. high.
1. Blue Thread
I said I didn't have any bc I thought I didn't but I do. I noticed last night that my mom had put a blue towel in with the green one for the cat to make it warmer. And then this afternoon I was going to tie the door and forgot to and I had pulled out a blue thread, midnight blue like the towel, and set it on my kitchen towel which is just below where I set my laptop. And I forgot to tie my door and left it there and when I got back I thought, "Oh! my mom must have known I had blue thread still and that I would put it on top of my olive green towel!" It's not the same though, and I had thrown things around and this happened with a shirt but no big deal.
2. Rose Sack.
Wrote about that above.
3. Something Else.
Something else I don't know if I should write about yet. I guess it was that I went singing to the trash can, to take something to the trash and then when I was there I saw some papers and poked a hole in the bag and pulled it out and it was the same songs I had been singing. The papers sheared when I pulled them out, with 2 sections in a v and this other paper in a ^ but I left the 1 paper there. I had several and on the page in the center, were songs, not exact at all, but close to what I'd been singing. I sang "he is exalted, the king is exalted on high, I will praise him...he is the lord, forever his truth shall reign...heaven and earth, rejoice in his holy name..." That one. And the papers that were there were not this song but a few were "I will lift your name on high" and "the king is exalted" and another king of names song or whatever. I'll keep the rest to myself. I left the 1 paper there and then looked, poking a finger in, and then at the last minute I decided to take it out too and look at it. It wasn't the one coming up on it's own though. Someone had left a bag of bear pellets or something, for BBQ at the far drive and I usually go in the other way but went this way and took it and the jam package to the garbage and then pulled out the worship songs. But that's about all for now. I don't do this, but today I did, and I was singing and they were songs right there. So I thought it's like proof someone knew I'd be singing something like this, maybe.
I'm going to make my cookies and that's it.
Also, it appears that it really is possibly the FBI obstructing me from going to college. My mother only went to work and to the post office and she looked like she was going to die. Her entire lower half of her jaw and face was green, and pale. Totally discolored and not normal and her eyes were completely black on the inside. It was obvious she was seriously tortured at either work or something happened at the post office.
I'm actually inclined to think something not very good happens with some of those federal workers there. I also have a feeling they've opened my mail before. I can't see how, unless someone is there to open it with someone watching, but a few times, I had a feeling it was the same day that I put something in the mail--at least once, but I am most likely wrong.
There were a bunch of horrible people in town today--like surveyors who just stalked me and watched my every move. I'm not saying there were not also good people, but some of the people were FBI and feds and not nice ones. All they did was mark out what I did and it was like the entire thing was a military or CIA stage set-up, with people watching to see if I did what they thought and following around.
I actually wish I'd not gone to town today. They weren't the really rude and harassing ones...these ones just mocked my existence. They don't care that my family is tortured--to them, it was most clearly a joke.
They showed me that they think I am a joke.
They're not interested in human rights, and they're the law. All they care about is their game and since they're not the ones suffering, they could care less.
Anyone who sees what is done to my parents and who knows my reports about torture are true, they're not laughing and smiling and feeling happy about what color I wear or which store I go to, or if they won some kind of bet.
When I see Holocaust victims, I don't start laughing.
Next time I go to the holocaust museum, I'll be sure to remember to laugh my heart out. I'll walk in with a friend and point to things and hahaha! that's just my _____, and nod in another direction, "This is right where I thought it would be!" hahaha...look at all of those kid's shoes!...Maybe they got rid of them because they were vegan. hahahahha! Oh my gosh, do you see how skinny that man is? ahhahahaaaa!
THAT is how "appropriate" the Middletons are. This is also how appropriate the FBI has been, and the military and Catholic church.
Marry a Catholic! and your family won't be tortured anymore! Come on! JUST DO IT.
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My cookies. They are sort of bland. I am adding apples and rose hips to the pumpkin puree to see if it helps.
My parents read my mind tonight. Both of them did and proved it by things they said later. It's strange to realize one day they can do this. I get small insights into things, but nothing like that. I wasn't happy about it though bc I realized you can insult someone and be incredibly discreet and no one would even know except the person who you know can read your mind. Not that this is the intention, but if they know something bugs you or want to get a rise, they can do it and it's almost indetectable. I don't think they were insulting me to insult but to maybe even show me how this is possible, for someone to do to another. And I was thinking about old model vs new model stuff because it was on notes from church about their elders and leadership and I found it today...anyway...I wrote about next but won't go into it. I can't describe but related and my Mom made a point to be rude about my vegan cookies and I thought it was so mean and then I had tea and put the tea bags there on the plate next to the cookies and the tea bag tag fell over to where the bits were that my Mom took out, and the tag falling on it was "london" (twinning tea). I had both lipton and twinning together and the london tag fell on the spit out bits. I thought "I wonder if that's how some of them are there" (not all or most but some). My Mom ran to the sink and said it was disgusting. So it hurt my feelings but it's true, it's bland as is so I added some things to it. I thought why did she do this but I guess it was to show what would happen next or demonstrate how someone else is.
We talked about the guys my Dad knew when he first became a christian. They were on a phone call and I always heard about him because testimony is a big deal. It was a pretty big deal and I guess it was in Ephrata. One of the guys, my Dad always thought his name was James and it was actually Jerod. He went by JD. I guess he joined some weird cult after first being a christian and everyone in this cult changed their names. The other guy is still a christian. He was saying someone could change their name to something like Jeremiah and no one would ever know what their name really was.
4. My Mom's Colors Matching What I Saw.
I didn't tell my Mom that the last thing I had watched on youtube last night was something about 9-11 and questions about it, and featuring a book called "Family of Secrets". It happened to be RT. I thought, what's that? and it was Russian T.V. from a few places. My mom wore the exact same colors the journalists wore the next morning and I didn't tell her what I'd been watching. But it was about concealing evidence and some committee that wasn't allowing anyone to investigate. The one I clicked on before this was one my parent's knew I'd go to ahead of time somehow and it was about torture in the United States and had some committee for it...can't remember now what it was that made it clear they signaled I would watch it first, but I did. She just showed she knew the colors they'd been wearing and it was distinct too. One was wearing dark brown and the other wearing tan. That's as much as I'll say, oh, and I'd been reading my purple bible which is New International Version and she was matching this Bible there that was huge and NIV.
5. Mom's Prediction.
I don't know how she did this. She had taken a couple of oats out of her mouth and then spit the whole thing out. But the first couple on the plate and it just happened now...the exact same thing. I made pumpkin, apple and rosehip oatmeal cookies and then a batch of blackberry ones and a spoonful fell out and the exact same thing of 2 small oats fell onto a sweater and covered in blackberry but the exact same thing. It fell onto my sweater over one of the seats around the table. I mean, I thought it was about how the tea tag would then fall to the side, and I stared at these small bits and then it happened at my place and it was exact. I guess it made me feel guilty for spitting out onto the road when this man was parked in a truck. He was in a charter truck and the bits just fell on my sweater that says "charter club". I guess God is telling me not to be rude, even if some of these people don't deserve it--who knows. There was this woman to my side and obnoxious acting in a fedex truck and then she knew him bc he was watching me and was right there and I spit out onto the ground after flipping him off. I did an inverse relationship flip off. First I flipped her off with my left hand, from the back and then I saw him staring and flipped him off with my right hand from the front. I did some good things tonight and some not-so-good things (this being one of them). let me tell you though--there were witchcraft kinds of people around and I shouldn't have gone out at all. But I saw him after seeing her mocking me in her fedex truck and then I figured he was another U.S. govt. employee and I flipped him off. She was harassing and mocking me and then he was watching for my reaction and I didn't like it. So when I saw she was looking over at him and seemed to know him, it didn't make me happy. The tag that fell on the bits in my parent's house though, got the london tag. I wonder if that man had something to do with london. So I was cooking and saw my "charter club" sweatshirt on the chair and thought about him in that truck. So my mom, without knowing I'd done this, I guess, knew. I guess I could not write about this, but it's a credit to my mom to know, and also I don't think I've ever written just self-flattering things about myself. I sense a sad feeling with writing this one though. Like I should erase it. Not to protect myself but bc it makes someone else sad. The local fedex people have done some strange things. I wasn't happy to see her mocking me and trying to get a reaction, because the last time a fedex person came down our drive, it was the same thing but it was a man and this guy came charging down after dropping off a package with writing that really upset my mom and this guy somehow, I knew he was either a psychic or got directions to do something because I was trying to pray and I had been prostrated to pray for a minute after he was there and he came charging down the drive gleefully but I had stood up first. Actualy, it was at the entrance of our driveway or something. I don't know how to explain it, but I knew he was trying to get a kick out of the idea of my bowing in his direction. It was a game and somehow, I don't read minds, but I'm kind of intuitive. He was laughing his head off at a time my parents were suddenly showing up brutally tortured. I was being lasered and they were showing up drugged looking and beat up. And this guy was laughing, and came down the drive within one day of the 3 guys who came out to "mark the memorial"...
So being provoked by this woman in the fedex van, after what this other man did, was a trigger esp. when they had been doing so many CRAZY things around us at this time. I mean, luaghing jubilantly when all of a sudden, I see my parents shaking and devastated and with black eyes and tortured. And these guys were laughing. I didn't forget. Right after they marked the memorial, about that time, my Mom was poisoned or forced to drink something toxic and then my place was fumigatted and one night I felt I'd been totally drugged all night and I woke up the next day to find this chemical specialist was visiting our house, the next day. I went back to my place and it reeeked. I didn't know what it was, but it wasn't natural. And my parents were on edge and being tortured out of the blue again. So yeah, having a gleeful fedex person drop 2 tubes of wallpaper off at our house and then hope to be driving past when I'm bowing down to God was a little too much to take. There was nothing funny about any of it.
So when I do something like flip someone off, it's very rare actually. But if I do, it's usually for some halfway provoked reason, even if it was wrong of me,in general and should have refrained.
I guess I flipped them off with my left hand and right hand just bc she was to my left and I used closest hand and he was to my right so I used the right hand. I didn't think about it. I flipped her off, sort of justly (but not really I know) and then I saw I was being watched and I felt upset by it so after flipping her off with my left I just used my other hand to flip him off. Then I thought, "That was the perfect inverse flip-off." For all I know, it may have been well-deserved, after these military zapped me on the right side of my head repeatedly--I mean, all day yesterday.
After what they did to me yesterday, I couldn't remember different things the same. The U.S. literally allowed people to zap me so that it caused enough damage to where I noticed it today.
I think they did it to my parents too.
This is how often it was done...I would say about every 5 minutes I was being assaulted to my head by the U.S. military. It was actually sometimes several zaps or assaults, a pressure. It was a sharp pressure that was caused and it was technology. Then they'd wait for about 10 minutes and zap me again. I am not kidding. To my HEAD. THIS IS MY "MARRY A CATHOLIC OR BE TORTURED" country. It was done to me, about every 5-15 minutes, without cessation, from approximately 12 noon when my parents got back from church, until 6 p.m. when I left. And then it was done at my place a few times and then stopped from 8-11:30 or so and I then went to my parent's house and got zapped on every single corner of the house that I stood up against.
It was targeted, deliberate, and without mistake.
Imagine being zapped on the head for 6 hours, repeatedly. SIX HOURS of assault to my head. By the U.S. Military.
So when I later went "off" about the hypocrisy of this country and how all I had to do to escape torture was marry a "catholic" or sleep with one, I think people need to know what framework I'm coming from.
All they want the public to see is my reaction. They don't want anyone to know what they're doing to us in order to get these reactions.
So yeah, yesterday, on Sunday, I was assaulted repeatedly in the head for six full hours. Then I was still assaulted at my place for good measure a few times and whenever I moved beneath the skylight. Then they quit for awhile until I checked on my parents house and every single post I made, I was then zapped and I could feel the technology.
That's just me and that's not including what they're doing to my Mom and Dad.
It wasn't as bad as when the military burned me since 2008 after I broke up with my Ex. They didn't even try this technology until that time, after I was with Chris Rozollo it started right up and they never gave it a break until about a few weeks ago.
They've been using other technology now.
They're criminals and they're covering up hate crime.
I want to go to college and what is the Vatican & Israeli run U.S. govt doing? They are assaulting me repeatedly in the head until it affects my memory and then they watch to see if a little brain damage causes me to use my left hand more than my right hand.
It's U.S. military but it wasn't before. It wasn't sanctioned and all it was was hate crime. They forced my parents to work for them while torturing all of us. And they've allowed me to be under their boots since 2004 and were working on devious things even before then.
It wasn't migraine and it wasn't headache. It was targeted assault by the military which is being run by Roman Catholics. I didn't have any kind of headache at all. It was no headache and then having someone zap me to create an instant extreme pressure where they targeted me. It wasn't psychic work and it wasn't voodoo. I could FEEL this wave of energy when I was outside and they did this again.
And yeah, some of the neighbors do bad things. But they are not doing this. This is nothing that a neighbor is able to do. What? they're monkeys hanging from invisible trees that hang over my skylights? No, the targeting of our heads, of my mom, dad, and me--it's not FBI or police or anyone except those with military equipment.
I can't go to college because of hate crime.
7 years of direct assaults and being targeted because I am not Jewish or Catholic. I sued them. I didn't do it because I'm mean or I had a vendetta. I was innocent and I had been trashed. So I stood up for myself to protect my name bc otherwise, incredible damages would result.
They did result. It's obvious. The damages occured and some of the damage is irreversible and irreparable. They committed crime by blocking me from access to court.
Then they call it military and CIA projects and the FBI has been all too happy to go along bc they and their police friends defamed me too, and they don't want me to know who they're all connected to.
All I had to do was have sex with Alvaro Pardo. WOW. Just have sex with a Catholic and we won't torture you. Make sure the Catholics keep you out of the way of the goals of some of the Jews and we're all happy. If I had even been having sex with ANY member of the Catholic church, I wouldn't be tortured.
Convert to Catholicism or have sex with a member of the Catholic church.
Look at what this glorious church does if you don't.
"It's political" someone said. BS. It's religious. Obviously.
And in America now, if you try to file a lawsuit to protect yourself, you can expect the entire U.S. govt. that's run by Catholics, and a few Jews and bribed Protestants, to put you on the block to be sold for torture.
Tortured because of jealousy and fear that I could have done something with my life. Fear and jealousy and the desire to control my parents.
Just have sex with a Catholic. If you're a sell-out, have sex with a nice Jewish boy or a Catholic and you're safe. I refused to put out and degrade myself, so they did the degrading for me.
I refused to put out, and degrade myself, so they degraded me by force.
What do you still think is happening? Is it dignified for me to feel forced to write about how we're all tortured? Does this make me sound attractive in any way? Do you think people are just clamoring to be friends, honest friends, with me? Part of the point has been to take away any kind of human decency or dignity and make me sound like an unappealing lunatic who harps about torture all the time.
Why do you think they take clothes off of prisoners? It's to degrade them and rob them of their dignity. Why do you think someone would kidnap a child from their mother after torturing them? it's to lower them, damage, and degrade them. To have my parents pushed and tortured, while they work for others, and assaulting them so that they are even punished with loss of appearance, to mock me and remind them of their own daughter. They took everything from me, including my right to defend my name and then my ability to even protect my son. Why? to degrade me so then I'm writing and sounding like an abnormal squalid person.
I sound reeeeally dignified, don't I? talking about being zapped or assaulted on the head for 6 full hours? And here's the sad part...it was only about 25% the strength of torture that's been used on me in the past. Even though I was being repeatedly assaulted and it affected my memory, it wasn't constant ultrasound or laser or infrared at highest possible levels.
Imagine that. Being assaulted in the head, repeatedly, every 5-10 or 15 minutes, and then feeling thankful it wasn't worse. And realizing the next day that not only did you have an angry outburst about this, after being assaulted, you notice your memory is not the same and people from the govt. are watching to see which hand you use now that they've zapped the one hemisphere all day yesterday.
My family is being tortured.
The motive is not national security or national interests. The motive is pure hatred. I had nothing to do with anything remotely touching on national security or interests, ever. And when I was first harassed by police, in 2001, it was because of litigation against the Catholic church and then they came out with an article about me that made it even worse.
It's hate crime.
Last night I prayed and asked if I was to watch any part of the movie "Lion Witch and the Wardrobe" and I don't need to pray about it but did (sort of a Granny thing to do). I've never seen it before. I started watching one night but was distracted cooking so didn't. So it was just before midnight and I prayed and fastforwarded to where I should stop. Then I pressed stop and play, not that (i know, i know, it means nothing but sort of fun sometimes to see...)it means anything. So it showed this sword and then started with "It is Finished" and then someone was almost dying and this woman Susan takes out or has someone take out a flask and pour it into the mouth and they live. I couldn't believe it bc it looked like the hibiscus leaf heart shape and I had thought it looked like a flask or perfume bottle (at one pt. it crossed my mind and I wondered if there was anything like that somewhere). She pours it in and he lives and then there's the end.
Then I read some encouraging scriptures and went to bed.
This morning I walked the dog around and then walked downtown to get ginko & yerba and more pectin for my cookies. Another batch.
While walking I went to the pet store for the first time and got a treat for the dog and walked out with this bag with 3 roses on it, just like my Mom had to the left of the table, I had in my left hand--same bag.
Then I went to the health store and got more ginko, yerba, and then some pectin for my cookies. She showed me flaxmeal as an egg substitute but the pectin will hold the oats together while I don't have baking soda, baking powder, or flour. So I have to have stuff that will stick! I am making pumpkin cookies tonight which I wanted to make last night but was out of pectin.
Super easy. It takes 3 ingredients to make vegan oatmeal cookies:
pectin
oatmeal
fruit
(water)
(oh, and oil to fry the oats in first)
And I think I could try wheat that I have with pumpkin too. They're very nutritious and even the pectin is good for absorbing toxic substances in your system. I'll try flaxmeal sometime when I have other ingredients to use.
Then I went to the post office and got envelopes. Was going to go to the library but forgot and wanted to get back to the house in time anyway.
I saw a new stamp while standing there, because I used to always get the madonna and child stamps at christmas over the other ones or I got a religious theme, whatever it was...usually because I like the renaissance style or something. I don't know. I noticed today for the first time because before I left the house I kept getting something about madonna, like the madonna and about how I was almost named this. So I looked and noticed I was wearing the same colors she's wearing in the stamp and that there was a candlestick that looks like the one from my lamp in my house, which I've photographed, so I was curious to see the title and it's "madonna of the candelabras". It was only interesting to me bc I knew someone was talking about this kind of madonna today, not madonna the pop star, and something to do with me. Something about the choice of name.
You can see how much this country likes to live up to the name they claim to stand by. As if one had to be of a certain religion to be safe and free from obstruction or torture.
My mom was wearing paisley today. I used to wear paisely all the time when I was younger and picked it out as a favorite pattern right before jr. high.
1. Blue Thread
I said I didn't have any bc I thought I didn't but I do. I noticed last night that my mom had put a blue towel in with the green one for the cat to make it warmer. And then this afternoon I was going to tie the door and forgot to and I had pulled out a blue thread, midnight blue like the towel, and set it on my kitchen towel which is just below where I set my laptop. And I forgot to tie my door and left it there and when I got back I thought, "Oh! my mom must have known I had blue thread still and that I would put it on top of my olive green towel!" It's not the same though, and I had thrown things around and this happened with a shirt but no big deal.
2. Rose Sack.
Wrote about that above.
3. Something Else.
Something else I don't know if I should write about yet. I guess it was that I went singing to the trash can, to take something to the trash and then when I was there I saw some papers and poked a hole in the bag and pulled it out and it was the same songs I had been singing. The papers sheared when I pulled them out, with 2 sections in a v and this other paper in a ^ but I left the 1 paper there. I had several and on the page in the center, were songs, not exact at all, but close to what I'd been singing. I sang "he is exalted, the king is exalted on high, I will praise him...he is the lord, forever his truth shall reign...heaven and earth, rejoice in his holy name..." That one. And the papers that were there were not this song but a few were "I will lift your name on high" and "the king is exalted" and another king of names song or whatever. I'll keep the rest to myself. I left the 1 paper there and then looked, poking a finger in, and then at the last minute I decided to take it out too and look at it. It wasn't the one coming up on it's own though. Someone had left a bag of bear pellets or something, for BBQ at the far drive and I usually go in the other way but went this way and took it and the jam package to the garbage and then pulled out the worship songs. But that's about all for now. I don't do this, but today I did, and I was singing and they were songs right there. So I thought it's like proof someone knew I'd be singing something like this, maybe.
I'm going to make my cookies and that's it.
Also, it appears that it really is possibly the FBI obstructing me from going to college. My mother only went to work and to the post office and she looked like she was going to die. Her entire lower half of her jaw and face was green, and pale. Totally discolored and not normal and her eyes were completely black on the inside. It was obvious she was seriously tortured at either work or something happened at the post office.
I'm actually inclined to think something not very good happens with some of those federal workers there. I also have a feeling they've opened my mail before. I can't see how, unless someone is there to open it with someone watching, but a few times, I had a feeling it was the same day that I put something in the mail--at least once, but I am most likely wrong.
There were a bunch of horrible people in town today--like surveyors who just stalked me and watched my every move. I'm not saying there were not also good people, but some of the people were FBI and feds and not nice ones. All they did was mark out what I did and it was like the entire thing was a military or CIA stage set-up, with people watching to see if I did what they thought and following around.
I actually wish I'd not gone to town today. They weren't the really rude and harassing ones...these ones just mocked my existence. They don't care that my family is tortured--to them, it was most clearly a joke.
They showed me that they think I am a joke.
They're not interested in human rights, and they're the law. All they care about is their game and since they're not the ones suffering, they could care less.
Anyone who sees what is done to my parents and who knows my reports about torture are true, they're not laughing and smiling and feeling happy about what color I wear or which store I go to, or if they won some kind of bet.
When I see Holocaust victims, I don't start laughing.
Next time I go to the holocaust museum, I'll be sure to remember to laugh my heart out. I'll walk in with a friend and point to things and hahaha! that's just my _____, and nod in another direction, "This is right where I thought it would be!" hahaha...look at all of those kid's shoes!...Maybe they got rid of them because they were vegan. hahahahha! Oh my gosh, do you see how skinny that man is? ahhahahaaaa!
THAT is how "appropriate" the Middletons are. This is also how appropriate the FBI has been, and the military and Catholic church.
Marry a Catholic! and your family won't be tortured anymore! Come on! JUST DO IT.
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My cookies. They are sort of bland. I am adding apples and rose hips to the pumpkin puree to see if it helps.
My parents read my mind tonight. Both of them did and proved it by things they said later. It's strange to realize one day they can do this. I get small insights into things, but nothing like that. I wasn't happy about it though bc I realized you can insult someone and be incredibly discreet and no one would even know except the person who you know can read your mind. Not that this is the intention, but if they know something bugs you or want to get a rise, they can do it and it's almost indetectable. I don't think they were insulting me to insult but to maybe even show me how this is possible, for someone to do to another. And I was thinking about old model vs new model stuff because it was on notes from church about their elders and leadership and I found it today...anyway...I wrote about next but won't go into it. I can't describe but related and my Mom made a point to be rude about my vegan cookies and I thought it was so mean and then I had tea and put the tea bags there on the plate next to the cookies and the tea bag tag fell over to where the bits were that my Mom took out, and the tag falling on it was "london" (twinning tea). I had both lipton and twinning together and the london tag fell on the spit out bits. I thought "I wonder if that's how some of them are there" (not all or most but some). My Mom ran to the sink and said it was disgusting. So it hurt my feelings but it's true, it's bland as is so I added some things to it. I thought why did she do this but I guess it was to show what would happen next or demonstrate how someone else is.
We talked about the guys my Dad knew when he first became a christian. They were on a phone call and I always heard about him because testimony is a big deal. It was a pretty big deal and I guess it was in Ephrata. One of the guys, my Dad always thought his name was James and it was actually Jerod. He went by JD. I guess he joined some weird cult after first being a christian and everyone in this cult changed their names. The other guy is still a christian. He was saying someone could change their name to something like Jeremiah and no one would ever know what their name really was.
4. My Mom's Colors Matching What I Saw.
I didn't tell my Mom that the last thing I had watched on youtube last night was something about 9-11 and questions about it, and featuring a book called "Family of Secrets". It happened to be RT. I thought, what's that? and it was Russian T.V. from a few places. My mom wore the exact same colors the journalists wore the next morning and I didn't tell her what I'd been watching. But it was about concealing evidence and some committee that wasn't allowing anyone to investigate. The one I clicked on before this was one my parent's knew I'd go to ahead of time somehow and it was about torture in the United States and had some committee for it...can't remember now what it was that made it clear they signaled I would watch it first, but I did. She just showed she knew the colors they'd been wearing and it was distinct too. One was wearing dark brown and the other wearing tan. That's as much as I'll say, oh, and I'd been reading my purple bible which is New International Version and she was matching this Bible there that was huge and NIV.
5. Mom's Prediction.
I don't know how she did this. She had taken a couple of oats out of her mouth and then spit the whole thing out. But the first couple on the plate and it just happened now...the exact same thing. I made pumpkin, apple and rosehip oatmeal cookies and then a batch of blackberry ones and a spoonful fell out and the exact same thing of 2 small oats fell onto a sweater and covered in blackberry but the exact same thing. It fell onto my sweater over one of the seats around the table. I mean, I thought it was about how the tea tag would then fall to the side, and I stared at these small bits and then it happened at my place and it was exact. I guess it made me feel guilty for spitting out onto the road when this man was parked in a truck. He was in a charter truck and the bits just fell on my sweater that says "charter club". I guess God is telling me not to be rude, even if some of these people don't deserve it--who knows. There was this woman to my side and obnoxious acting in a fedex truck and then she knew him bc he was watching me and was right there and I spit out onto the ground after flipping him off. I did an inverse relationship flip off. First I flipped her off with my left hand, from the back and then I saw him staring and flipped him off with my right hand from the front. I did some good things tonight and some not-so-good things (this being one of them). let me tell you though--there were witchcraft kinds of people around and I shouldn't have gone out at all. But I saw him after seeing her mocking me in her fedex truck and then I figured he was another U.S. govt. employee and I flipped him off. She was harassing and mocking me and then he was watching for my reaction and I didn't like it. So when I saw she was looking over at him and seemed to know him, it didn't make me happy. The tag that fell on the bits in my parent's house though, got the london tag. I wonder if that man had something to do with london. So I was cooking and saw my "charter club" sweatshirt on the chair and thought about him in that truck. So my mom, without knowing I'd done this, I guess, knew. I guess I could not write about this, but it's a credit to my mom to know, and also I don't think I've ever written just self-flattering things about myself. I sense a sad feeling with writing this one though. Like I should erase it. Not to protect myself but bc it makes someone else sad. The local fedex people have done some strange things. I wasn't happy to see her mocking me and trying to get a reaction, because the last time a fedex person came down our drive, it was the same thing but it was a man and this guy came charging down after dropping off a package with writing that really upset my mom and this guy somehow, I knew he was either a psychic or got directions to do something because I was trying to pray and I had been prostrated to pray for a minute after he was there and he came charging down the drive gleefully but I had stood up first. Actualy, it was at the entrance of our driveway or something. I don't know how to explain it, but I knew he was trying to get a kick out of the idea of my bowing in his direction. It was a game and somehow, I don't read minds, but I'm kind of intuitive. He was laughing his head off at a time my parents were suddenly showing up brutally tortured. I was being lasered and they were showing up drugged looking and beat up. And this guy was laughing, and came down the drive within one day of the 3 guys who came out to "mark the memorial"...
So being provoked by this woman in the fedex van, after what this other man did, was a trigger esp. when they had been doing so many CRAZY things around us at this time. I mean, luaghing jubilantly when all of a sudden, I see my parents shaking and devastated and with black eyes and tortured. And these guys were laughing. I didn't forget. Right after they marked the memorial, about that time, my Mom was poisoned or forced to drink something toxic and then my place was fumigatted and one night I felt I'd been totally drugged all night and I woke up the next day to find this chemical specialist was visiting our house, the next day. I went back to my place and it reeeked. I didn't know what it was, but it wasn't natural. And my parents were on edge and being tortured out of the blue again. So yeah, having a gleeful fedex person drop 2 tubes of wallpaper off at our house and then hope to be driving past when I'm bowing down to God was a little too much to take. There was nothing funny about any of it.
So when I do something like flip someone off, it's very rare actually. But if I do, it's usually for some halfway provoked reason, even if it was wrong of me,in general and should have refrained.
I guess I flipped them off with my left hand and right hand just bc she was to my left and I used closest hand and he was to my right so I used the right hand. I didn't think about it. I flipped her off, sort of justly (but not really I know) and then I saw I was being watched and I felt upset by it so after flipping her off with my left I just used my other hand to flip him off. Then I thought, "That was the perfect inverse flip-off." For all I know, it may have been well-deserved, after these military zapped me on the right side of my head repeatedly--I mean, all day yesterday.
After what they did to me yesterday, I couldn't remember different things the same. The U.S. literally allowed people to zap me so that it caused enough damage to where I noticed it today.
I think they did it to my parents too.
This is how often it was done...I would say about every 5 minutes I was being assaulted to my head by the U.S. military. It was actually sometimes several zaps or assaults, a pressure. It was a sharp pressure that was caused and it was technology. Then they'd wait for about 10 minutes and zap me again. I am not kidding. To my HEAD. THIS IS MY "MARRY A CATHOLIC OR BE TORTURED" country. It was done to me, about every 5-15 minutes, without cessation, from approximately 12 noon when my parents got back from church, until 6 p.m. when I left. And then it was done at my place a few times and then stopped from 8-11:30 or so and I then went to my parent's house and got zapped on every single corner of the house that I stood up against.
It was targeted, deliberate, and without mistake.
Imagine being zapped on the head for 6 hours, repeatedly. SIX HOURS of assault to my head. By the U.S. Military.
So when I later went "off" about the hypocrisy of this country and how all I had to do to escape torture was marry a "catholic" or sleep with one, I think people need to know what framework I'm coming from.
All they want the public to see is my reaction. They don't want anyone to know what they're doing to us in order to get these reactions.
So yeah, yesterday, on Sunday, I was assaulted repeatedly in the head for six full hours. Then I was still assaulted at my place for good measure a few times and whenever I moved beneath the skylight. Then they quit for awhile until I checked on my parents house and every single post I made, I was then zapped and I could feel the technology.
That's just me and that's not including what they're doing to my Mom and Dad.
It wasn't as bad as when the military burned me since 2008 after I broke up with my Ex. They didn't even try this technology until that time, after I was with Chris Rozollo it started right up and they never gave it a break until about a few weeks ago.
They've been using other technology now.
They're criminals and they're covering up hate crime.
I want to go to college and what is the Vatican & Israeli run U.S. govt doing? They are assaulting me repeatedly in the head until it affects my memory and then they watch to see if a little brain damage causes me to use my left hand more than my right hand.
It's U.S. military but it wasn't before. It wasn't sanctioned and all it was was hate crime. They forced my parents to work for them while torturing all of us. And they've allowed me to be under their boots since 2004 and were working on devious things even before then.
It wasn't migraine and it wasn't headache. It was targeted assault by the military which is being run by Roman Catholics. I didn't have any kind of headache at all. It was no headache and then having someone zap me to create an instant extreme pressure where they targeted me. It wasn't psychic work and it wasn't voodoo. I could FEEL this wave of energy when I was outside and they did this again.
And yeah, some of the neighbors do bad things. But they are not doing this. This is nothing that a neighbor is able to do. What? they're monkeys hanging from invisible trees that hang over my skylights? No, the targeting of our heads, of my mom, dad, and me--it's not FBI or police or anyone except those with military equipment.
I can't go to college because of hate crime.
7 years of direct assaults and being targeted because I am not Jewish or Catholic. I sued them. I didn't do it because I'm mean or I had a vendetta. I was innocent and I had been trashed. So I stood up for myself to protect my name bc otherwise, incredible damages would result.
They did result. It's obvious. The damages occured and some of the damage is irreversible and irreparable. They committed crime by blocking me from access to court.
Then they call it military and CIA projects and the FBI has been all too happy to go along bc they and their police friends defamed me too, and they don't want me to know who they're all connected to.
All I had to do was have sex with Alvaro Pardo. WOW. Just have sex with a Catholic and we won't torture you. Make sure the Catholics keep you out of the way of the goals of some of the Jews and we're all happy. If I had even been having sex with ANY member of the Catholic church, I wouldn't be tortured.
Convert to Catholicism or have sex with a member of the Catholic church.
Look at what this glorious church does if you don't.
"It's political" someone said. BS. It's religious. Obviously.
And in America now, if you try to file a lawsuit to protect yourself, you can expect the entire U.S. govt. that's run by Catholics, and a few Jews and bribed Protestants, to put you on the block to be sold for torture.
Tortured because of jealousy and fear that I could have done something with my life. Fear and jealousy and the desire to control my parents.
Just have sex with a Catholic. If you're a sell-out, have sex with a nice Jewish boy or a Catholic and you're safe. I refused to put out and degrade myself, so they did the degrading for me.
I refused to put out, and degrade myself, so they degraded me by force.
What do you still think is happening? Is it dignified for me to feel forced to write about how we're all tortured? Does this make me sound attractive in any way? Do you think people are just clamoring to be friends, honest friends, with me? Part of the point has been to take away any kind of human decency or dignity and make me sound like an unappealing lunatic who harps about torture all the time.
Why do you think they take clothes off of prisoners? It's to degrade them and rob them of their dignity. Why do you think someone would kidnap a child from their mother after torturing them? it's to lower them, damage, and degrade them. To have my parents pushed and tortured, while they work for others, and assaulting them so that they are even punished with loss of appearance, to mock me and remind them of their own daughter. They took everything from me, including my right to defend my name and then my ability to even protect my son. Why? to degrade me so then I'm writing and sounding like an abnormal squalid person.
I sound reeeeally dignified, don't I? talking about being zapped or assaulted on the head for 6 full hours? And here's the sad part...it was only about 25% the strength of torture that's been used on me in the past. Even though I was being repeatedly assaulted and it affected my memory, it wasn't constant ultrasound or laser or infrared at highest possible levels.
Imagine that. Being assaulted in the head, repeatedly, every 5-10 or 15 minutes, and then feeling thankful it wasn't worse. And realizing the next day that not only did you have an angry outburst about this, after being assaulted, you notice your memory is not the same and people from the govt. are watching to see which hand you use now that they've zapped the one hemisphere all day yesterday.
My family is being tortured.
The motive is not national security or national interests. The motive is pure hatred. I had nothing to do with anything remotely touching on national security or interests, ever. And when I was first harassed by police, in 2001, it was because of litigation against the Catholic church and then they came out with an article about me that made it even worse.
It's hate crime.
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