OCTOBER 11, 2013

October 11, 2013  5:25 pm
WERNER STOEBERMANN
Nothing unusual in real life. More of the same, and haven't been able to sleep very well. I got nothing to do anyway. The porch roof is done, it took almost three months to do. The only thing to do now is yard work.

I woke up early this morning to deliver the papers, and immediately started hearing X and her sisters. X was in a dining room pretending to get me ready and in the living room was her sisters who started calling out their usual curse words, faggot, loser and the like. When I got to the door, their sons were calling from upstairs things like, "don't forget to have sex with your mother."

They've been using the tactic of telling me to forget what I just said, then they gloat when I don't remember, and they wait for me to ask them to "help me remember." I don't ask them and it pisses them off when I tell them, "If what they told me to forget is so important, I'll think of it again some other time." They want me to think I have to depend on them. I'm getting loads of sexual slander, too, all about "just join the queers and everything will go away." I doubt if a rapist would give up this set up where she abuses her victim.

Crazy people. Her relatives seem to be really, really nuts. Always threatening my life or some immediate family member's life. They even said I shouldn't have a computer, no emails allowed, or forums or anything else. I wouldn't doubt that they have worked over other people in the same way they are doing to me.

All day since, they've really piled on the bullshit with all the usual head games. It's because I thought of something that I remembered years ago. It seemed that the pot seller regressed me to that thing that X created in 1967 after the school incident (see previous posts), the thing that she trained like a dog to want my sister's dress but I can't have it until I repeated their bullshit lies. He wanted me to kill my nephew, wrap it up in butcher paper and take it to my mother. And it looked like I (or it) did. Strange, but that thing X trained to do what X wanted would have probably cooperated.

If the pot seller could, I don't think that he would. Too much trouble for him and his law enforcement friends, and who would kill a baby in the first place and give three days notice before it happens?

X could do that. I mentioned before that when she "wakes up" her rape victim at that point in time in 1967, she could get it to do what she wanted. I wouldn't put it past her.