Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Why Is My Period Bloodorange

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or more non-terrestrial races that already ' You have helped the ancient Egyptians invoke you!
I made a shot-duemilaeuro costatomi € 2000 -.
perhaps the first in a series of head shots. probably.
I feel guilty. I feel better. worse. I feel .... I do not know.
I feel more and more 'estranged from reality' that I can not tell anyone.

are in search of enlightenment, I'm waiting for the famous light bulb comes on, but I reckon that if things are left 'instead of lightning enlighten me ....
unless it is already 'burnt out completely, as they think so many lemmings.
what 's the header? easy, I sold the Berlingo. Monday morning I left home at 10.15, at 10.25 the car was already 'sold.
I have not come a long way, there is' a living buying and selling in the building opposite.
I could sell it to a private party for 3500 €, I could pull the price upward, I could expect to have completed my move to Galicia ....
but the arguments you can not do when you and 'exasperated, desperate, when you feel like I feel helpless. I sometimes need to act.

to sell it already 'I thought about it for days, sending it on my return from Italy ... Then Sunday afternoon I spent a few carefree hours with a couple of my friends are married, (in Spain there are gay marriage, and 'one of the reasons why I prefer to Italy), I go back to the car ... and was sprinkled with again with the oily substance. Put the exasperation, the sense of loneliness seeing a happy married life, yet another move in the course to where it is not known, menstruation coming ... and tracks!

not to justify myself, but every damn day stand the invasion of my privacy, spies following me everywhere, phone calls and everything else, but sometimes it 's really too much to bear.
the daily sprinkling of that mysterious oily substance in the machine 'was one of the determining factors, such as daily home visits, but especially bothered me the attitude of vandalism in doing these things, which are now subject for years and I do not piu'lo same shock value.

in this period, I noticed a willingness' to cause economic damage and material, that brought me back to bygone days when I used cocaine, and the perpetrators were not for the thin to prevent me from doing so, including me money disappear, knock out the transport, damage to housing, etc. etc..
I relived the same emotions and I acted on impulse.

berlingo I bought in April for the 4000 euro, more '€ 365 insurance. then I had made some improvements and chores, I put the gas air conditioning, radio with MP3 and USB port, I had made the tom tom to travel without going mad behind the roads and maps ....
if we put up that I had to load all my stuff in the car, half move, between 4 suitcases, bags and bags, housewares and more of everything ', and finding myself without a half, I got half a house of stuff to some friends ....

and if I think I sent the remaining 3 cases with a shipping company killed dear ... sent poste restante, 'cause I do not have an address ...
I'm more 'than 3000 €, which ccccazzo.
write it 'cause I want to remember.
I want you to serve as a lesson. I do not want more 'back on my feet,' cause that contractors already 'had taught me, but I'm lazy and I have a short memory.

no longer want to 'accumulate material things. unless I have more things' are free.
no longer want to 'have a car.
not want any more ' illusion of being able to lead a normal life.
lostesso so follow me, but at least it should make the effort to adapt to public transportation that will change ', and will make more' mistakes.

no longer want to 'turn a blind eye if I enter the house, if I put some of my things with substances etc. etc.. I promise from now on to respond. headers welcome. especially among people whom I care. the realzione should be the reverse of what 'they expect.
warned expensive contractors.
because surely there are "profiler" to work on me, to understand, interpret and predict my behavior and my reaction ... know that I will try 'to be unpredictable even to myself.

I give advice 'to other victims or targets of espionage technology, be unpredictable, act quickly, do something that is not part of your lifestyle, and be aware that on you there' s a profiler who studied professonista and assessing what 'you can bear it or not.
our level of soppportazione and 'like the story of the frog in the pot of hot water, not Adapt then gradually, try to get out of the pot, or cage, in any way!

as for me ....
you've lost money, I rode 'cause I know they are not money but my family, I made a shot, etc etc ... but who cares. and 'round, I do not regret it.
are born without money and no clothes, and leave 'this life naked as I came to the world. how will we all. count only our actions.

with what 'I do not want to be too philosophical, spiritual forgiveness does not relieve you from having to pay for their sins.
dear sirs I'll remember 'this too, when it' s time to come to terms, because 'arrive' at that time ...
pay for having destroyed my life, and I will thank you 'for me had to wake up from the illusion of a poor survival in matrix ...
wake up!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Can I Watch Pirates On Digital Playground?

blood sample complaint for the night




the posts that I write today, Saturday, Sept. 5, I wanted to write it already 'yesterday, but I preferred to wait a day not to go too much emotion'. I wanted to sleep on it - although in this case the night does not give advice but very different - and reflect a bit 'before putting x rearrange ideas in writing.
I can only describe the facts without much comment.
Thursday 'morning I went to make a complaint to intrusion, damage, substances scattered on my things, in the afternoon I had an acupuncture treatment, the first of the new therapist to whom I turned Barcelona, \u200b\u200bXavier, with the study in full center near the cathedral, then I went home and I went to bed, fast asleep with fatigue.
towards morning I woke up from the cold, I shiver. I put the sweat pants and a knit wool and wrapped in a blanket.
note that in Barcelona from July gasps from the heat, even at night, and I never slept with him more than 'a tshirt and a sheet, often not even those.
Oh well ', but the summer is ending, no? and the temperature is changing ...
the morning I wake up with a little 'sore throat, a sense of inflammation and broken bones, vabbe' can happen ... even with the heat that makes you sweat, then go into rooms with air conditioning and getting caught by a bad cold, right?
I go to my last English class, then I'll walk towards Calle Balmes, where there should be one of the Police Commissariat nacional. I have no complaints in mind, I just have to ask for information to redo the documents.
within a store stuff in Japanese, with absurd brushes of all shapes and sizes for massaging various parts of the body. I'm curious, and I tried a couple. arrival in a masseur for the arms, I'll put my left arm ... What's this'?? I realize with horror that you have a small bruise on the forearm, a small but painful, with an even more 'small hole injection.
I left the shop and start walking again. I feel almost as wavering. I key point several times, I can not believe. yet the pale and 'always there', not 'a dream. and it 's just the classic bruise on the vein, that comes after a withdrawal of blood.
I mentally retraced the acupuncture session the day before.
I had no needle in the arms, which could move freely.
although I was already 'safe I went into a bathroom and I checked the points where Xavier had inserted the needles, two in the stomach and four in each leg. at no point was a bruise, only a small red mark in the legs, while on his stomach anything at all, no sign, and nothing ached to touch her.
reality 'at this point was clear: someone' came into my room at night and I made a withdrawal, and / or injection.
I continued to walk for hours now without a goal.
I was so shocked by this revelation that chance to decrease the pain I bought a bottle of wine and have drained me, so 'on an empty stomach, without any fuss.
I had millions of thoughts. I imagined everything.
do? escape? suicide? make a dramatic gesture? kill before it crosses send an sms? to ignore it?
course, whatever and 'continue to make the best of human guinea pig. if not I'll kill myself consciously, perhaps one of the next night I come to do a good injection, drug overdose in his sleep, and hello.
what I have injected? and why '?
and if I have only one sample, to see the values \u200b\u200bof what?
I can think of something else. while I was in the police commissioner, on Thursday morning, after about half an hour I was in the office I turned off the phone. at one point I felt clearly the beginning of a buzzing in his head, and a weak shock from my head and 'arrived at the foot, informicolandoli. Then his head began to turn around, in fact I seemed to sway to the rhythm of the heartbeat, as had happened to me during the retreat of vipassana, but now in a more 'bland. the dizziness and 'did not last long, but the buzz still continues, and gives me a feeling of warmth to the right temporal lobe, and tingling.
one last thing: my blood has always been interested in my perpetrators have more 'or less regularly picked up my garbage, especially when I had my period. but also my droppings, when I lived in apartments stable, the doctors have regularly replaced, or made some changes to the sewage pipes. I do not understand it myself why, and now I 'clear. do analysis.

Friday, September 4, 2009

Best Foundation For Acne

"Mossos d'Esquadra for damage and intrusion






that 's what they call a sudden return to reality'.
I thank the perpetrators for letting me wake up from an illusion, my naive plans to go live alone in a cottage in the country, to do this and that, to replace my car with a van and travel with that by living in it. .., and then buy a lot of beautiful clothes, to open a business, have Friends, normal human relationships, adopt a dog or a cat, own furniture, books, a computer ... are things that can not afford to do.

them 'I can' afford to live alone. if I do, and I did so many times now, forgetting past experience, or the illusion it was over, I hit hard. ruin everything I own. enter anywhere. force, duplicate, photograph, copy, alter, replace.
thanks dear contractors, give me a great opportunity to waive any material thing! I also given the opportunity to free myself from all ties in social, occupational, emotional, passionate ... and any illusion of normal life.

but we go to the facts, not have much time nor much strength.
I returned from my wanderings in Galicia by exactly one week. (I write the post vererdi September 4, 2009)
I went back to Barcelona and then I found myself alone in the apartment, with the prospect of 10 days of tranquility 'before leaving for Italy on September 10.
I rented a room in what must have been an apartment shared with other tenants, but after the first 2 days I found myself alone. the other rooms were not rented, and who knows 'why'.
already 'the evening of Sunday, when I went to the movies, came home I found several things "polished" in my room in the house although there was a woman with a baby, (relatives the landlord) who slept in a nearby room.
the perpetrators have made them sleep deeply and entered without any problems. have sprinkled with this substance lubricant objects in my room and my things in the kitchen, including packaging of food, avoiding everything else. knew perfectly what were my cups, what my coffee, 'my dough, and so' on.
in the days following this discovery quite shocking for me, I was completely alone in the apartment.
at this point the contractors have indulged. came every day at home or in my car, sprinkling layers with a bit of polishing 'all becoming more and more' aggressive and causing various damage.
berlingo the dashboard, where I put the documents and certificates of insurance, and 'was forced and does not close', in addition to the obviously damaged the passenger side door.
the interior of the car and 'was meticulously dotted the usual Semioli transparent substance, such glossy wax that is used in professional cleaning.
this treatment I have done every day and every day I tried to clean, equipped with gloves and cleaning agents, the things that I had to touch to force, such as handles, steering wheel, furniture, handbags, home furnishings .
yesterday, Thursday ', when I realized that they had polished the whole car, including glass and bodywork, the engine was a strange echo, and that there was obvious damage, I went to the local police, the "Mossos d'Esquadra" and I made the complaint.
know it's not useless, but the events are getting worse and evolving quickly, 'cause I preferred to leave a trace in the near future in case something unpredictable happens.
however for me it 'was a success!
have been treated well, listened for hours in a professional manner and without bias. the policewoman and 'out twice with me in the square to see the car and found damage to the door and the dashboard, apparently tampered with, and the strangeness that locks are not enforced. also found as the interior of leather were shiny, sticky, ultra-clean, in contrast to the rest of the car was dusty, dirty and untidy.
between the approach of the police and these Italians Catalans c'e'un abyss. also cultural. e'che not I have no illusions, I know that the complaint will not have 'and will follow' shelved, if not now more 'forward, it seemed right to say it.

back to the facts, the substance that they use contractors produce a complex of light reflections, the property has' special reflective, perhaps even magnetic and hygroscopic seeing things impregnated with it can suddenly increase in weight, and I e'venuto in mind that the use to implement their experiments of reality 'virtual. there may be several substances in alternate use from time to time, always conveyed by a chemical agent that down to the surface. X
regard to reality 'virtual I noticed a few times, fortunately not many perche'mi you and' the blood frozen with fear, they are able to move objects and perform actions while being physically in another place, though not very away - like a van or truck parked on the street.
this substance may also have other uses more 'strictly medical, and always be conveyed through a chemical agent that attaches to the skin, such as a gel-based paraffin, and used to obtain information on the psychophysical state of the target, his blood values and so on.
I remember this' cause their attempts to get me in contact with this shiny too insistent, and failing all have totally changed the register, from a discreet distance control investigators classic style invasion continues, urgent, angry, ruthless, trying to provoke and do damage. a delinquent street style. and is' why are the troops of criminals are protected by some uniform, which may violate their victims with impunity, to kill them.
least this way I am brutal force to realize that I'm dealing with a corporation that combines the worst of organized crime, albeit with a lot of money and technology, and must not afford distractions or pay very expensive.
I was enrolled in a English school for foreigners, I have already 'left!
in case I should take lessons in self-defense, or survival ...

of stalkers and stalking the 'tight everywhere in the city' with girls aged 18 to 25 years rather nice, about 1.65 high, slender, about 60 kg, standardized physical appearance, perhaps through some marketing agency choices.
many have an mp3 and send the message when I cross, pretending to be selecting a song, others have simply clicking their mobile phone in hand, stop. a few guys, but even in this case and looking young students.
who knows' how to find them ... to make these appearances from the lists of aspiring actors? by requests to do the traffic cop? by curriculum to enter the police?
the cars that I have run around the usual pre-owned sedans anonymous rented, usually medium-high, as the Citroen C4, the golf, the different seat, and some others that seem to be the car of spies in the area .

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Nadine Jensen Milena Velda

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