Sunday, February 28, 2010
the pieces of shit harass me everywhere and target and police me as a society. they contribute absolutely nothing positive, but just tell me what to do all the time or else face increased harassment. they prey on me for the thoughts I'm thinking, and when I don't write constantly they increase harassment for that as well, and then they prey on me for anything I write, in large masses.
Saturday, February 27, 2010
sure enough, the pieces of shit act like they know me everywhere I go, and use this to police me as a society and to become coercively involved in my life. if I ask them, they won't admit knowing who I am, but they act like they do know who I am, and they use this to police me as a society and to become coercively involved in my life. the pieces of shit that have not been treating me very well at all for many years, and now have left me for dead and shun everything I do and permit nothing in my life, always ensure to use their informal relationship with me to give themselves reasons to further target me for targeting me, or to accuse me of trying to deceive them in order to police something else, such as my movements within society. nothing is done by means of words, as that would interfere with their imperative to lie about acting like they know me everywhere and then use it against me if I mention this, but everything in my life has to be met with attacks when I encounter these nazi piece of shit impostors that even call themselves humans. everything is always soiled and must always die due to the little detail of everyone acting like they know me everywhere and becoming coercively involved in my life, and everything in my life is beyond restricted because of it, and all the freedoms I am told I have, I do not have, because of it, but why should they be obliged to even admit to knowing who I am when they can just utilize large masses against me in any way everywhere I go. they are a disease, and I wish they would die.
what is a nazi society to do when confronted by someone whose memory spans further back than a millisecond? accuse them of deception and further target them. they are not accountable to anything. they can act like they know me everywhere, use this to police me as a society, and then lie about it. there is no one to turn to. they have very large masses. it doesn't need to be consistent with statistics I receive from websites. every one of the hundreds I encounter always happens to be one of the five that visits my website.
what is a nazi society to do when confronted by someone whose memory spans further back than a millisecond? accuse them of deception and further target them. they are not accountable to anything. they can act like they know me everywhere, use this to police me as a society, and then lie about it. there is no one to turn to. they have very large masses. it doesn't need to be consistent with statistics I receive from websites. every one of the hundreds I encounter always happens to be one of the five that visits my website.
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
big brother is a rapist piece of shit that inflicts electric shocks on specifically chosen areas of my body with ever increasing excess. I am constantly told what I am allowed to do and what I am allowed to think by means of this and various other harassments. whenever I think something I know I'm not permitted to think or do something I know I'm not permitted to do, this is immediately met with an electric shock, and this is done more and more excessively. this is in my house.
when going outside, they'll usually do that thing where they start off being nice so that I'll let down my guard in my thoughts, and then pieces of shit will become increasingly aggressive as I'm doing that. they become coercively involved in my thoughts and very strongly discourage me from going outside. they also lie about everything, while still of course acting like they know me everywhere, and so then can further target me for contradicting their lies.
when going outside, they'll usually do that thing where they start off being nice so that I'll let down my guard in my thoughts, and then pieces of shit will become increasingly aggressive as I'm doing that. they become coercively involved in my thoughts and very strongly discourage me from going outside. they also lie about everything, while still of course acting like they know me everywhere, and so then can further target me for contradicting their lies.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
there is also a distinction to be made between the reasons they provide for why I shouldn't question the world and shouldn't have freedoms, and the fact that they are just there to police me and just constantly look for these reasons, and it really doesn't matter to them what these reasons are but they'll just use whatever works best at any time, and what works best is what works best in relation to me, and so their subsequent accusations are often precisely backwards.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
big brother is a rapist piece of shit that inflicts constant electric shocks to my genitals with ever increasing obsession. I am hoping that if I write about it, then maybe it will take a break or something, and that this won't be met with retributions by the nazis that attach themselves to everything I do and then enforce the truth of tailored lies while attaching themselves to everything I do and thus effectively police my life and don't allow me to acknowledge a single thing that's happening around me.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
the rapist pieces of shit constantly become coercively involved in my activities inside my house. it has been decided that there will be a massive increase of involvement in my life now by the disease pieces of shit. they certainly ensure to allow nothing positive in my life. they do however lie about everything, while acting like they know me everywhere, and if I contradict their lies, when they keep pushing and pushing until I must, I also have to worry about retributions being inflicted on me next time I go outside. the virus has decided that its involvement in my life will be increased now.
the pieces of shit constantly become coercively involved and entangled in every single thing I do and think in the most useless and destructive possible ways. once the pieces of shit become involved, as they always must, everything must always die and all desire for anything must always disappear. everything must always be dead, because the pieces of shit must always become coercively involved in everything, and if they ever leave me alone it's never for very long. if I am not devoting my every moment to the pieces of shit, there will just be a massive virus invasion of every aspect of my life that will not seem to stop.
Saturday, February 13, 2010
whenever it is required to increase mass-involvement in my life, they'll just reveal themselves for what they are. this means that they'll be bound neither by conscience nor shame, will team up against me, do nothing to hide the targeting and do nothing to hide that they're all there to play for the team. it's very familiar to me to be treated in these ways by things that look like people, and I'll be able to just see what's around me and will almost begin feeling like I'm permitted to see what's around me and that it's just obvious that I can be truthful about what's around me. the instant I respond to anything though, the context is immediately switched and every response is suddenly put in the context of them all being very wonderful. then they just keep repeating and repeating this. they destroy memory, they destroy integrity, they destroy confidence, they pretty much just destroy every possible thing.
and when I don't write constantly: every so often, a day will be chosen for me to come under attack. it will start off with something I'm doing privately being invaded in some big brotherly way, conditioning and psychological torture being inflicted on me as punishment for something I am doing privately or something I am thinking, or some bite being taken of me in some other way. it will be sufficient for me to see reason to respond, and as soon as I respond either I'll find out that everything has been prearranged to target me for my response, or everything will suddenly be switched to target me for my response. if I write of something big it will be diverted towards something small that will trivialize what I'm writing, and if I write of something small it will be diverted towards something big that I'm not allowed to say anything about and can get attacked by mobs for (the first instance can have similar results as well). everything will be arranged on the days chosen to target me to further target me for targeting me, for no other reason than for me to be violated and then not permitted to respond to this in any way.
I am of course only permitted to react and never to instigate the expression of an opinion without having first come under some sort of attack, because the collective is always sealed around my throat and there is not a single breath that I can take without victimizing some spy or number of spies. I am also told that I live in a democratic society. as I write this I receive electric shocks to my body.
I am of course only permitted to react and never to instigate the expression of an opinion without having first come under some sort of attack, because the collective is always sealed around my throat and there is not a single breath that I can take without victimizing some spy or number of spies. I am also told that I live in a democratic society. as I write this I receive electric shocks to my body.
I also receive electric shocks to specific areas of my body constantly, by big brother, who is a rapist machine. the most frustrating part though always remains the pieces of shit that call themselves humans while acting like they know me everywhere. things that look like objects often demonstrate more of a capacity to understand than those I have to encounter who call themselves humans, but I keep having to accept them as humans, and everything is there to protect them, but again and again they prove to be less capable of understanding anything than any of the things that look like objects by which I am surrounded.
I have picked today to write, because the bites have decided to increase today. whenever the pieces of shit pick a day to increase targeting, they usually set up many things simultaneously to protect everything else and allow them to further target me for targeting me. this is a general observation of the ways in which they operate. it has been decided that now there will be an increase of involvement in my life by the pieces of shit.
I have picked today to write, because the bites have decided to increase today. whenever the pieces of shit pick a day to increase targeting, they usually set up many things simultaneously to protect everything else and allow them to further target me for targeting me. this is a general observation of the ways in which they operate. it has been decided that now there will be an increase of involvement in my life by the pieces of shit.
everything I write, only has an increasing effect, rather than a mitigating effect on the targeting of which I write, which is kind of the opposite effect than that which I hope for. at the same time I am a living thing, and when a living thing is constantly abused, this inevitably doesn't just disappear into nothing.
I am not allowed to say a single thing about a single thing that is actually happening around me, and the pieces of shit that act like they know me everywhere are there to enforce the truth of all the lies that are there to protect them. everything is there to protect everything else, and such details as everyone acting like they know me everywhere are just not treated as very important.
I am not allowed to say a single thing about a single thing that is actually happening around me, and the pieces of shit that act like they know me everywhere are there to enforce the truth of all the lies that are there to protect them. everything is there to protect everything else, and such details as everyone acting like they know me everywhere are just not treated as very important.
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