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16 dicembre

MY EXPERIENCE I WANTED TO SHARE

I keep a journal and wanted to share what happened to me this morning.  This was at first real terrifying 'til I remembered whose I am.  And you know, through all this, I got up and looked at the beautiful sun shining this morning, gave thanks, and actually felt happy with a sense of peace.  I can truly testify to God's mercy.

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12/14/07          12:57am. The toes on my left foot are cold and my whole foot feels odd.
1:18am.  Sitting at the computer, my feet, legs and knees have that odd coldness.  And my toes on the left foot are the coldest.
1:20am.  Electric body explosion.
4:01am.  In bed trying to get to sleep.  Under my shielding scarf I put on my earphones to sleep in them.  Settling down in the covers, something went up my nose, but this time neither my nose, chest nor stomach hurt as they usually do.
DID NOT WRITE DOWN TIME.  Somewhere outside my house there is a vehicle with low bass sounds.  I began to get a piercing pain in my left ear canal.  I put a rubber mat on my head.  I began to get a piercing pain in my right ear canal and pains in my right eye.  I put on another rubber bathmat to shield my face.  The pain in my eye and right ear stopped; however, the left ear did not stop hurting.  Then I began to get strange sounds coming from deep within my throat, many, many times.  Then I got what felt like a shot of force to the rubber surrounding my head; like something had been aimed and fired at my head.  It made my head vibrate.  Very scary.  This happened 2 more times at different times.  By the time I got the 2nd “shot of force” to the rubber and my head vibrating, I had grabbed another rubber bathmat.  I had 3 bathmats surrounding (and I believe protecting) my head.  I prayed to God, and rebuked Satan and his workers, telling them that God said no weapon formed against me shall prosper.  My head was wrapped in a rubber cocoon on all sides.  The sounds continued from deep within my throat.  Both ears again starting to have pain in them and I could hear a cracking sound on the part of the earphones covering my ears.  Very scary.  I also felt light T&T (trembling and tingling) on my lower legs and feet, but did not dare try to shield them for fear of disturbing the rubber covering my head.  I feel that voice-to-skull and forced speech techniques are being tried on me again.  I eventually got out of bed to go to the bathroom.  It was still dark outside.  I heard a vehicle drive away from near my house.  After coming from the bathroom, I knew that my attacker had left so I didn’t feel the need to cover my head again with the rubber (but did put my earphones back on).  After this vehicle drove away I had no more of the above occurrences.  This was a bad time for me and it was weird.
7:22am.  On knees praying.  Sting to my left ankle. 
7:33am.  Holding bible in my hands, reading.  Sting to my next to last finger on left hand.
8:28am.  Electric body explosion.  T&T in my legs and thighs.
9:13am.  T&T on my thighs and legs and feet.  Pain to my left knee.  Sting to the inside of my left knee.
9:59am.  Electric body explosion.  Sting to inside of my right ankle.
10:04am. Prolonged sting to my left side.
10:18
am.  Electric body explosion.

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    bdra 

30 ottobre

COMMUNITY CONFERENCE CALL ON ORGANIZED STALKING AND DEW TORTURE

TUESDAY, OCTOBER 30 - Yesterday was our group's first Community Conference on Organized Stalking and DEW torture.  It was well-attended - 75 callers.  No representatives except Jim Guest, attended or spoke up if they were there.   Otherwise it was an energizing event for our group. 

19 agosto

A VICTIM RECEIVES A VEILED THREAT

SATURDAY, AUGUST 18, 2007

This was posted on my paste tool bar today. 
 
"one cannot take fire upon himself/herself, and not expect to be burned." 
 
Yesterday, I was deliberately harassed by fire trucks in route to work, three to be exact.  I want to make this a matter of record so I am sending this to several people.

Juanita
12 luglio

MICROWAVE WEAPON FATALITY

THURSDAY, JULY 12
 
...add James McLaughlin to the list of fatalities. He was killed by hyperthermia from a sustained microwave hit, about 67 years of age. There will be an autopsy. Caregivers asked me about shielding but were unable to get him cooled down fast enough to save his life. Rectal temp was extraordinarily high, and intensity of the weapon affected caregivers as they worked on him. A police officer present was knocked to the floor. We tried frantically to hack the computer to turn off that specific satellite, and located the correct one but were unsuccessful. Seems that it was a full-body hit. I was being interrogated V2K as to location of escaped children at the time. My attackers said they were killing him. I have a peace about it in that Jim would rather die any day than them get their hands back on those kids. I always make it a point Not to know where we've put people for their safety because I worried I'd crumble. This way, I can't tell even under drugs. They can't keep killing people in the middle of a crowded ER and get away with it forever.
 
SARA
10 giugno

GUEST LESS AT THE CONFERENCE CALL

SUNDAY, JUNE 10 - Tonight at the conference call our guest as was expected did not show or even return my call at all today.  We all knew why.   The stalkers were threatening yesterday morning. At around 10 am I was using the urinal by my bedside when I heard, "I'm going to beat your ass!"  It was then that I knew for sure our guest would certainly not be attending the conference call. 
 
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Maurineha scritto:
I know this is happening.  I am a target.  It started in McAllen, TX.  A heavyish guy followed my daughter
and I when we were getting on a bus.  When we got off, he stayed on the bus, but he came back and followed
me inside a book store.  I confronted him and he told me "uh ah I'm going to work."  When I was in Panama
City, FL, I noted people following me all the time, including police cars.  While I was there one Friday evening
a group of white women all disguised as being pregnant (or all pregnant) (I thought that they padded their
stomachs somehow; that's what I thought at the time) surrounded me and were moving their lips like kissing
in the air with their heads tilted up, and moving their eyes down their face simulatingly looking down at me smugly.
--They are very good at getting my husband away from me.  It doesn't say very much for him I know--
My husband was with me but at that instant he walked away from me and got lost in the store.  When I was
in New York (my husband works in construction so we can't seem to stay anywhere for very long.)  my neighbors
were vicious.  I was living in 4 Ross Ln., Sparrowbush, NY, and the neighbors at One Ross Ln., Sparrowbush, NY,
used to walk outside on their front porch and stare threateningly EVERY TIME I walked outside the house.  They
knew that I had walked outside!!  A smell like a concentrated cigarette smoke filled my kitchen cabnet, under
the sink.  That concentrated stink used to come through the window almost always when I opened the window.
When my husband was home the harassment stopped.  Except one morning early a fake mimicking, very loud
bird singing sound was impossible not to notice while my husband was going to work.  The same very loud crying
was played again that night when he got home from work.  One day when my husband was not home I was sitting
at the table eating with my children and a light brownish beige old car was sitting in the back of the house and
flashed a light as if to take my picture and then sped off quickly.  Every morning for months and months, when I
woke up in the morning a car would be sitting in the back of the house, and would drive away when I saw it.  One
of the cars used for this surveilance harrasment was often parked in the neighbors yard at 2 Ross Ln., Sparrowbush,
NY.  The neighbors at 2 Ross Ln., and 6 Ross Ln., Sparrowbush, NY., would make any effort to stare at me
threateningly when I walked outside.  One day I was outside talking to a Roto Ruter plumber and the neighbors
at 6 Ross Ln., were pulling into their driveway then they slowly backed up and sat in their car and watched me
for a few minutes. and then slowly moved forward into their driveway.  Very late at night a car would sit across
the street infront of 3 Ross Ln. and blink his lights on and off.  I was so afraid that those stalkers were going
to frighten my children.  I made rules like: "don't look out any window, don't go outside", because I didn't want
anyone to harm my children.  You know attacks to children's self esteem are more harmful and everlasting than
physical abuse.  Whenever I walked out the back door (onto a porch I had there) a car would come up in the
back and watch me.  I was in a Sam's club one day with my husband and a big white guy came up to me on my
left side very close with an intimidating expression on his face.  Women with their faces darkened with makeup
like witches would try to intimidate me on a regular basis in any Walmart any Sam's.  In the Shop Rite near
my house the employees would sing songs loud in the next isle songs with words like "one of these days I'm
gonna walk all over you"  One day when I was leaving that Shop Rite three or four of the employees (young
white men) were standing in the space between the two doors (you know how they have a kind of pantry in
those stores where you go out the door but there is an area with free magazines and free advertisement stuff,
and then there is another exit door) with their arms crossed in front of them with intimidating expressions on
their faces.  These are just a very small list of what my life was like in NY.  The stalking was just relentless.  My
stomach and the rest of me would just burn and shiver with nerves.  I didn't want to go to sleep at night, (I couldn't
anyway) I would read or something until  it was already morning. 
Next, TX and everytime I go to a laundramat the Vietnamese owners stare at me nasty.  
About three weeks ago I was doing my clothes in a laundramat and a young white man came in and stared at me
threateningly he made sure I saw him then he walked out.  Wherever I go people are nice to me the first time and
then they stage a reason to be pissed off if I see them again.  I try not to talk to anyone a second time.  The first time
I went to the laundramat where the young white man came in to stare at me, my daughter told me how nice
the ladies who worked there were smiling at her and then the second time I went there my beautiful daughter
told me that the same ladies were looking at her with mean expressions on their faces.  These were black ladies,
I would guess that they have almost no education at all.  Once in a Walmart standing in line to pay I was with my
husband and a couple was standing in front of us.  The attractive but very young white girl with her white
boyfriend  had a sizable hole in her pants right where her butox becomes her leg, and her boyfriend (or
whatever his relationship to her) looked at my husband and put his hand on her butox.  One day I was
entering a parking lot with my son in the front seat and a white man looked at my son and put his hand on
the woman's butox that was standing next to him.  I was in the hospital for a stroke when we were in Panama City, FL,
I had several less severe strokes in NY, now in TX. I'm still afraid to take my children out with me.  Now my
husband has taken up a new habit of yelling at me and my children loudly.  He shouted at me one day that I am
a f****n woman.  I've heard other hispanic men say similar things to that here.  (I guess they wouldn't exist
if it weren't for the species of woman)
What can I do about these stalking harassment abuses to me and my family.
22 Feb.
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