ATTACKED!

YEP.

I was wondering what a group of "MOTHERS AGAINST EVERYTHING" women were doing standing grouped around the elevator as I was leaving, with "THAT SMILE" on their face.

An hour later I found out.

At one of the homeless feeding places, CRAZY NATE showed up and zeroed in on me right away.

Came around talking trash and "circling me."

Also there was another homeless neighbor of mine present.

I don't know weather it was mind control or not but I did curse at CRAZY NATE.

He of course used that as his excuse to come at me.
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F.Y.I.

Nate is tall/long and has long arms even for his body length.

I being short he scopes his length advantage out right away.
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MORE F.Y.I

A guy I used to live in a rooming house with who was 6'6" tall, point out to me that his ARMS were LONGER THAN MY LEGS.

So, even a kick MAY NOT BE AN EFFECTIVE DEFENSE.

So, as a shorter guy you must NOT stand still and let your opponent "TEE U UP."
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EVEN MORE F.Y.I

"THEY" are using mind control on me to reinstate a type of fear of bullies I have not had since the 7th grade.

I try to make a conscience mind decision to ignore it, but it is difficult.
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EVEN MORE F.Y.I

I have talked to the police about this, they will not do anything until I sustain some type of serious damage.
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In his "TEEING ME UP" he was able to reach my glasses and knock them off of my face.

His arms were even longer than I had thought.
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By this time there were plenty of witnesses.
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He started to leave, then came back.

By this time I had my food bag with me and swung it at him grazing him in the face.

He backed off in surprise.

I left.

He squawked at me a bit but did not follow me further.
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There used to be RULES against doing physical harm to me.

Apparently those rules have been compromised.
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Stay tuned...

Nate will not stop doing this on his own...

ONE WAY CONVERSATION

We were on our way back from the beach that her parents used to take her to.

It seemed to me strange that we were NOT talking with each other like we usually do.
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I remember, that every time I would look over at her, she would be looking MADDER and MADDER?!
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After a while she hauled off and backfisted me in the mouth.
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This is another one that I could NOT explain at the time, but would ALWAYS REMEMBER.
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What really happened.

#1
She was putting me under, having a conversion with anyone/everyone EXCEPT ME.

#2
Responses could have ranged from pre-programmed stuff that was put there by someone else
OR
#3
She could have had me respond exactly how SHE WOULD HAVE LIKE ME TO RESPOND!!!!
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People wouldn't do that.

Oh yes they would....
...AND DO.....

US POSTAL CONSPIRACY

YEAH WELL...

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When the MOTHERS AGAINST EVERYTHING get involved you can bet that NOTHING IS SACRED!

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In 1996 I was on unemployment insurance for 6 months (13 2 week periods).

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Checks were mailed out by 5pm on Monday, so according to THE POST OFFICE in downtown Detroit, MI, I should have received my check NO LATER THAN THE NEXT DAY, UNLESS IT IS CHRISTMAS TIME. It was NOT Christmas time.

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Out of 13 unemployment checks, 2 were delivered on time (Tue.)

2 were a day late (Wed).

(9 left)

1 was 2 days late(Thur).

(8 left)

5 were 5 days late(FRI).

(3 left)

And when I failed to get one in Saturday's mail I went to the POST OFFICE IN PERSON.

I was beginning to appreciate what "GOING POSTAL" was all about.

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Of course the "GOING POSTAL" was in most cases a Postal Employee and NOT a frustrated customer!!!

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I went down there mad as H-E double-hockey-sticks!!!

The person at the desk tried to blow me off.

I said I wanted the manager.

She tried to blow me off.

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I TOLD HER I WAS NOT LEAVING WITHOUT MY CHECK!!!!

AND I MEANT IT!!!!

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She got a look of consternation on her face then went to the back and came out with my check.

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IT HAD BEEN OPENED.

FAMILY HELP

Well "THE FAMILY" steps in to help old Billy out.

SIS #2 (under orders from BIG-SIS), offers to lend me $5,000 to help me through this unexpected little bump in the road.

WELL....I did not need 5K, 2K would have been plenty, but somehow...DAH...read "MIND CONTROL", I wind up accepting a 5K loan from SIS #2.
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In future posts I will talk about things that "always stuck out in my mind."

Things that just never made sense to me, and in a strange kind of way.
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WELL...here is where the strange part of this one comes...

...SIS #2, over the phone with me makes me "PROMISE TO REPAY HER."

She should know better than to ever ask me that question.

BUT SHE DID IT, COUNT'EM...THREE TIMES!!!
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This was WAY STRANGE.

Almost like she KNEW I WOULD NEVER REPAY HER, and needed to make sure the RECORDING GOT IT RIGHT ON AT LEAST ONE OF THE THREE TIMES!!!!!!!

BYE BYE BILLY

CLICK FOR STREET VIEW

Notice the shortness of the lower driveway.

That was absolutely a critical detail in their planning my departure from my old homestead.

14 year old boy of Lebanese parents was perched on a bicycle, on the sidewalk, just a few feet from the street.

In the empty spot in front of the white house was a pickup truck with a camper.

The boy was completely blocked from my view. I was approaching from the left proceeding to the right.

My "feelings" (natural, not mind stuff) where way up about something, so I preceded very slowly.

I was driving a 1978 Pontiac Bonneville, a very big/long car.

As my view cleared the back of the camper, I saw the boy perched on the sidewalk on a  bicycle.

His foot pedal was positioned at the very top, as someone getting ready to start a bicycle race.

HERE IS THE SCARY PART...

His head was cocked down and away.

He was in a hypnotic sleep.

He started down the 3 ft. of driveway with absolutely NO AWARENESS of my being there.
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"THEIR" timing was off however, and instead of him getting HIT BY ME (front of car), he ran into the side of my car.

However he hit his head on my side view mirror, so damage was done.

I stopped my car (pre-cell phone days) and yelled for help.

MORE SCARY STUFF

THERE WAS NOT ONE PERSON OUT OF THEIR HOUSE!!!

I know this block. It was a sunny July afternoon. There would have been a BUNCH OF PEOPLE outside under NORMAL CIRCUMSTANCES.
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Police and ambulance soon arrived. Boy was taken to near by hospital.

The police man arrived in one of those high-end chase-em down type cars, like a Camero or Vette or something.

Were they planning on or hoping for a RUNDOWN???!!!

This small little town does not have the extra cash for this kind of stuff, but here it is.
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MIND CONTROL AGAIN

The policeman filled out his report and had me running into the boy with the FRONT of my car.

This was NOT how it happened, the "CONSPIRACY"'s timing was off and they sent him into the side of my car.

The police man kept asking me over again to sign off on his statement that I hit the boy with the front of my car.

I kept saying NO, that is NOT THE WAY IT HAPPENED.

I remember a brief lull in things then I signed the erroneous report.

The cop had put me under to get me to sign it.
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A few days later I went down to talk to the mother.

She told me not to worry about the Arab community.
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THE ARAB COMMUNITY???

You see what I mean...
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This was the last time I drove down that street as I had been kicked out of the old homestead that my little brother now owned.

NOW...

You know the fact that this was the last time they would have to run this scam, that "THEY" used this fact to convince the mother to agree to this.
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Needless to say they went too far this time.
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CAMPER SIMILAR TO ONE BLOCKING MY VIEW

BONNEVILLE SIMILAR TO MINE

A PENNY 4 UR 2 CENTS WORTH

Mr. Ford with Nuclear Powered FORD car

Would Mr. Ford pay me for my 2 cents worth?

I DON"T THINK SO!

As BIG-SIS used to say.
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But from what I gather from "the ether" and a smart-arsed paragraph from BIG_SIS's husband, he had been paying him for his 2 cents worth, until he P'd him off by saying something bad about him.

I suspect that he was REALLY referring to ME.

That is, ME in my unconscious state of mind.
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YEP.
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It sounds like "THEY," this time including BIG-SIS and HUBBY, were getting paid by Mr. Ford as well as others to get my unconscious mind's 2 cents worth on "THINGS."
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Now trust me, I understand how crazy this sounds, and that Mr. Ford would NOT pay me a dime for anything.

However, I CAN JUST SEE how someone might do that, when they could go behind the scenes and get someones private thoughts WITHOUT THEIR KNOWLEDGE OR PRIOR CONSCIOUS CONSENT!

Knowing what I know now about people and how they operate, when they can get away with it with impunity, they will usually do it.

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Please do add the GOOGLE DICTIONARY extension if you are using the chrome browser.

When you double-click on a word it pops-up the definition.

Great for words like "impunity."

4 OF ME?

YEP.

This stuff started way before I first thought.

It has been going on since I was about 9.

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In 1986 I bought a 1985 Bayliner 16' Volvo inboard engine boat.

My BIG-SIS invited me out to a lake near her house for a picnic with some of our friends and family.

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She pointed out to me 3 separate picnic tables that had a guy that LOOKED JUST LIKE ME at each one!!!

WHAT THE H-E-DOUBLE HOCKEY STICKS IS THIS ABOUT???!!!
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It is MY OPINION that there are NOT THAT MANY people in the WORLD that look JUST LIKE ME!!!
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BUT "SHE" / "THEY" found them???!!!

ICONIC AFFILIATION

When you press the WORD ICON usually the WORD program starts up.
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What if someone hacked your machine so that it deleted all the files on your computer?

This symbol ( icon ) would take on a whole new meaning right?
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Well that is sort of what has happened to me.
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Only, the "HACKERS", yes, the MOTHERS AGAINST EVERYTHING and "THEM" can change what happens when you click on the "ICON."
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So, all this crap that has been happening that is somehow associated/affiliated with ME really has NOTHING to do with the REAL me and NEVER DID.
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Bad explanation but I will try to explain more later.

GEESE AGAIN - SCARY

On my way to the IUPUI Campus Library, a set of two geese take off from an empty parking lot right in front of me. About 7 feet off the ground as they flew by me.

I thought, cool there they are again. 

A few feet later there come ANOTHER pair of geese from the parking lot  about 10 feet right over my head.

Hhhhmmmm.....

This is where it gets crazy/scary...

As I approach the IUPUI Library itself....

I know that in 1988 after the original geese "getting my attention" episode, was when the dis-assembly of my life took off in a very big way.

DEATH THREAT?

I myself thought that this was a bit paranoid.

But as I passed this utility box one day there was a sign on it that stated:

           DEATH <-----> CAKE

What was this?

Well, I have seen these similar types of messages before and they always do seem to have a personal meaning to me.

Now, I understand that's how teen idols have sold millions of records for years because the target thinks that the words have a particular meaning the them personally.

But in this case the "DEATH" part is pointing toward the Library at the IUPUI Campus and the "CAKE" to the Library Central of Indianapolis.
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I wonder if "THEY" don't like me going to the IUPUI lib and want me to go to the PUBLIC lib.
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Well, I am also sure that someone (the author) has a completely unrelated explanation of the message's existence.

I know this is in the "out there" category.
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Ever since I got that dose of BIG PHARMA meds that almost made me "lose my mind" FOR REAL, I decided I was going to tell my story no matter how crazy it sounded while I STILL HAD THE CAPACITY TO DO SO!!!

Following posts continue this sub-saga...

DEATH MADE TO ORDER

Yep.

I think that BIG SIS had some powerful connections.

Some deadly connections.

And ones that like to make a game of things.

Just killing or maiming someone is not enough.

It must be done in a particular fashion.

One which reflects the type of injustice they dealt you.

Here is a list of people I think were ill effected  because of a perceived mistreatment to BIG SIS.

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Who)

        Our Dad

 Reason)

        Dealt beatings to BIG SIS at the behest of our Mother.

Punishment)
     
        rheumatoid arthritis -

               That will slow his arms down a bit

Ending)

        Severe mobile impairment.  Death in 2 years.

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Who)

        Our Mother

Reason)

        Ordered beatings to BIG SIS.

              Guilt about trapping our Father in a marriage by getting pregnant.

Punishment)

        Anaplastic thyroid cancer

             Had to have vocal chords removed.

              Could not bark out the beating orders anymore!

Ending)

        Could not speak for last few months of life.

               Dead in 6 months.

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Who)

        Lil Sis

Reason)

        BIG SYS was "breathing to loudly" while sleeping.

            LIL SYS threw glass of water in BIG SIS' face.

Punishment)

        Stroke.

             Can no longer use right arm used to throw glass of water (decades previous)

Ending)

          Right side permanently ill effected

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Who)

        LIL BROTHER (ME)

Reason)

         Was Mother's "pride & joy"

Punishment)

        Conspired with others to float very bad rumors about me

Ending)

          Blacklisted for life.

          Persecuted for life.

           After almost 30 years, stuff still gets "restarted" on a recurring basis


There are more.....

 

BLACKLIST

Yes, I am on the Blacklist.

My last BOSS/LANDLORD told me that if I ever found another job, it would only last about a month.

As it turns out the two previous jobs I got did go that way. One lasted 7 weeks another 9.
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3rd last job: Auto Repair Facility

I was hired by the Assistant Manager.  He liked me. We got along.

Had to take a bunch of computer training and pass all the tests with 85% or better scores. Did it.

While in the computer training a guy comes into the small training room and sits at the computer right next to mine.  It was the REAL MANAGER coming in to "take some training he had not taken yet."

He was coming back while STILL on disability, with cancer of the leg!

He was watching my computer screen like a hawk. But I was passing all the computer given tests so.....

When I started working "the floor," he starting showing up there, still on disability.  The Assistant Manager asked him if he wanted to log his hours,  the Manager quickly said "no, no!"

Selling new car & truck batteries were a big business for this company. We had a computerized database of car & truck batteries information.  The car database and the truck database were separate. So, you had to know weather it was a truck or car first.  But since you don't want to "look stupid" to the customer you don't ask him that unless you have to.

One night the REAL MANAGER called up the store acting like a prospective customer wanting a price quote on a battery.

Well of course he asked for a GM product I have never heard of before.  It has a nice sounding name like a Buick or Oldsmobile nice car of some sort.  I was taking a long time trying to find it.  He, knowing I would NOT find it in the CAR DATABASE, shouts out.."IT"S A TRUCK!!!"

The tone of his voice was a dead give away....this was a GOTCHA!

He told me, "THIS CANNOT HAPPEN AGAIN!"

I took a couple days off then quit.

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2nd last job: Auto Parts Store

The REAL MANAGER here hired me. We got along great.

The REAL MANAGER got promoted.

The REAL MANAGER and the ASSISTANT MANGER were both from a town about an hours drive up the freeway.

The freeway is I-75 going between Pontiac & Flint Michigan.

The auto parts store is in Pontiac MI, the managers are from Flint.

As usual in that business you have a very high turn over in employees.  This is not just the EMPLOYEES fault.  The managers can be more dysfunctional then the employees themselves.

It is no secret that when a new manager takes over they like to have "their own crew."

Well, this was just the case, plus you had ME, that had to go ANYWAY!!!

The new manager asked me one day, "DO YOU DRINK?"

I said "Yes, after work."  BIG MISTAKE.

She started claiming that she smelled alcohol on my breath at work.  I told her that was impossible, that any drinking I do, I do after work, get plenty of sleep and brush my teeth and gargle before coming to work.

She told me that a customer had complained to her about the same thing.  I said "Oh, when was that?"  Then came the long pause, "oh, about a week and a half ago."

Yeah, right.

"Why didn't you tell me then?"  I said.

No response.

She kept riding me till I just could not bring myself to go into work anymore.

I quit.

And NO, it was NOT because I was drunk all the time and could not make it in.