YOU ASK WHAT'S HAPPENING? READ MY BLOG TOMORROW TO FIND OUT WHAT REALLY HAPPENED TODAY.

January 2, 2012
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Just before waking, I had a dream that X was walking away from the house and she got shot in the head. I thought "So what. I hope the bullet goes through her head and goes across the street and takes out her accomplice who is sitting in her car parked on the street."
Then, I heard myself say that I wished that I were a woman. Big shock, since I've never said those words in my life, and it didn't seem like me, but a small child -- about the age that I was when they took me to visit the priest (see previous post about the first grade) and told him that I was a good little girl.
Immediately after, my head went from side to side, reading something that wasn't there, but the message was: "This is the part where you turn into a girl." And I called it BS, and sister J and X were there to start the usual brainwashing. X was asking questions, and I answered, but J was inserting words, nonsense, and general crap ( called intrusive thoughts) into what I wanted to say. This is, to my best estimation, a way that they get me to associate, get tongue-tied, and misspeak if I want to put my own two cents in. They play this out while I'm at work or in stores, etc.

At work today, while waiting to get ready to leave the warehouse, I heard a girl laugh out loud and when I looked over, there was someone next to her that I didn't see. What I was thinking at the time was: someone was asking me, "What's happening," or, "What are you going to do today?" I answered, "Why don't you read my blog tomorrow to find out what (really) happened today." It was at this time that that girl laughed.

Another thing about this evening. I saw, or they showed me a picture of, KS. She was looking up from reading something, wearing glasses, and saying, or the caption read, "This is a good read." The first thing I thought of was that the people who are covering her ass wants me to believe, and since they had the audience at the warehouse, they want "proof" that what she was doing was some psychic reading at AN's house in 1985, and not harassment, which it really was.

My second thought on that was: She's trying to tell whoever that her phony cover of that play, WAOVW, was a "good read" on her (psychic) part. She and her accomplices use words and phrases from that play as trigger words and then pass off what imprints they made me associate with those words and phrases. Then they say, "Oh, it's just because he was so influenced by this that blah, blah, blah." They really just use it for harassment. It's their way out to say about me that I''m just so impressionable, etc. I've known for a long time that they've used that play as a cover, and most probably a cover for X and 1969 (see previous post). X and KS did work at the same place in the early '80s.

I mention JO, my dead nephew, saying that they want to talk about everything but a real issue. Then they freak out. They throw in someone who has to say, "Aren't you gay?" or something like that when they really want to try to shut me down instead of talking about JO (or themselves for that matter).

The rest of the night was the usual demands: "Don't talk about X. She was helping you." It might seem that way to her audience, since they have conversations with me that they then edit and play out with the editing and intrusive thoughts stuck in there, and their dupes they play this for don't know how to read between the lines. Their dupes don't see the parts where I have to slam my fingers into a window because I thought of X, or sister T. Their dupes don't see when they tell me to pick up a hot grating off the stove to burn myself because I'm not cooperating. Their dupes aren't there when they poke me in the foot with needles and laugh and say, "He doesn't feel it now, but he will later." And I do feel it later, and he, X's son says that they have to do it to just check for feeling, like they did to his sister after she had a stroke.Their dupes only see what X, or whoever, wants them to see.

"Stop blaming X!" Someone just yelled at me while I was downstairs just now. Wow. Not allowed to even think about some things, like JO or X. I know X has other witnesses screwed up as much as she screws me up, and gets them to say things to me that I'm pretty sure they don't believe themselves. If X and her accomplices can put so many intrusive thoughts into me, they can do that to others. I don't believe or take their "don't talk about this-or-that" seriously. I know that they know better,but are too afraid or know that it's a losing battle to even think about their crimes (see previous post--1969).

That's about it for now. I'll be sure to keep my thoughts on what they don't want to talk about. I'm pretty used to the harassment that comes from not following their agendas. After all, it has been over 27 years now.