November 24, 2014 3:53 pm Werner K Stoebermann Warner Stoberman
So that screamy bitch started her shit up again. I just thought about that rapist, X, and her abuse and training with the "want the dress" thing and that bitch screams, stood in front of me holding a dress and told me to read. I heard myself reading some idiotic poem from junior high school, an embarrassing thing, and I thought, "Am I supposed to jump to the dress out of embarrassment, or is she trying to create an imprint that the dress thing supposedly started long after it really did, in 1967, first grade."
This bitch has been in my thoughts many times, and even more so since I thought about telling people to read this blog. She pulls mind games out of her ass and they all contradict the truth. She might be related to X or a friend of theirs. Everything X did is supposed to be pushed onto someone else.
I said that's some kind of therapy she has, abuse a rape and abuse victim with the same rape and abuse as it was and then trying to change the facts of who started it was and what it really was about. It's Nazi torture. I wonder how much she's being paid or if she does it for fun.
She even tries to train me, by my repeating the lies she says. Like "he thinks X was his mother." I don't and never did.
Monday, November 24, 2014
Friday, November 21, 2014
Novermber 21, 2014
November 21, 2014 4:11 pm Werner K Stoebermann Stobermann
Nothing new in real life today, just go to work, to the store and home. Finished putting in a new porch, but it took 3 months and there are still a few things to do with it.
Same old stuff at work. Some of the people that are delivering papers out of the warehouse also deliver another paper at another warehouse where my sister, J, manages. I remember how rude she treated me when I delivered some papers out of another warehouse. It got to the point that people who I didn't even know told her, "why the hell don't you get off his back?" I quit there because it really was nothing but trouble.
When I worked at a drug store in 1988, a coworker came up to me, after 5 months of working there, and asked if I was her brother. Then she said she went to grade school with J and started up a continuous series of questions, "J says your mother's crazy, is your mother really that crazy, she says she's crazy, she (J) had that baby with that Arab guy, is that true? did she have that baby with that guy?" Then she suddenly stopped and said, "You're not at all like J said you were." That's still the best compliment I've ever had.
I mention this because there is a guy at the warehouse I work at now who also delivers papers for J, and he's said things like, "You look like you're so out of it." Just last night, when I mentioned that I can't find my TV remote since I threw out the bed's box springs and knocked over the boxes that had the remote on it, he said, "So you're saying (or are you sure it wasn't that) you were drunk and knocked it over?" I told him I don't drink at all. Have never been a drinker or a problem drinker.
Years ago, I was smoking a cigarette with the car door open while waiting for the newspapers and some guy came running over and said, "Oh, I thought you were smoking pot." I wasn't. Haven't smoked pot since 1999, the year I started delivering papers.
A woman at the warehouse who knows my sister J, once said,just out of the blue, "I know you here voices. I know you do. What are they saying to you now? Huh? What are they saying now, ha ha."
I just stood there until she was finished and said, "Uhhh, they're telling me not to pay attention to you." Years later, she also said to me, "What did you and J do?"
Where do these people get these ideas? I don't know them other than working at the warehouse. And since all but one of them I mentioned above, know J. With her history of badmouthing me and my mother, she's probably primed anyone she can to have the mindset of " oh, he's just crazy" and then the just look for any misspeak or dumb thing I do, so their first thought would be "he's crazy."
When anyone asks about her, I just tell them they probably know better than I do because I don't see her but maybe once every 6 years. And I'm going to keep it that way, and she's still pulling the same harassment she's pulled since 1984.
I have no problem telling people to google my name if they want to know anything. The first search result would be this blog and they can find out more than they would ever need to know.
I posted a few things in the forum for the first time in about 10 months. Some of the same people are still posting there, and the same problems. It's a good place to go.
As for the voices, X's (the rapist/abuser) family have been continuing their harassment. Always want me to put on a dress and play out their psychodramas they do when I'm asleep, and try to make me believe I have to wear a dress to be competent.
It's the training that X did in 1967 (see previous posts) that they are replaying, and some guy keeps saying "that is your point." He knows it isn't. He's being suckered into that to cover X's abusive ass. They want to take the rape and abuse of a child and turn it into some faggy or gender crap problem on a grown up.
They are despicable. I don't wear dresses, don't have the urge to wear dresses and they know it. They make themselves voices in the head to harass me, and they want to justify what X did years ago. With their intrusive thoughts, and psycho torture of "now you're incompetent. You pass the tests when you're "she."" I haven't taken any tests. From what I'm hearing, they have their questions with their prompted answers (way of intrusive thoughts) coming out of my mouth and then claim it's a split personality disorder.
It's the same abuse that was used on me 47 years ago. Like I tell them, I'd rather be the most incompetent man in the world than use the dress thing they try to train. What kind of psychiatrist would help them? Those other "personalities" are created by real people using decade's old abuse to keep me down and the abuser's asses covered.
Some real psychiatrist should look at this blog and see that they are just torturing me and trying to get an excuse for child abusers.
Nothing new in real life today, just go to work, to the store and home. Finished putting in a new porch, but it took 3 months and there are still a few things to do with it.
Same old stuff at work. Some of the people that are delivering papers out of the warehouse also deliver another paper at another warehouse where my sister, J, manages. I remember how rude she treated me when I delivered some papers out of another warehouse. It got to the point that people who I didn't even know told her, "why the hell don't you get off his back?" I quit there because it really was nothing but trouble.
When I worked at a drug store in 1988, a coworker came up to me, after 5 months of working there, and asked if I was her brother. Then she said she went to grade school with J and started up a continuous series of questions, "J says your mother's crazy, is your mother really that crazy, she says she's crazy, she (J) had that baby with that Arab guy, is that true? did she have that baby with that guy?" Then she suddenly stopped and said, "You're not at all like J said you were." That's still the best compliment I've ever had.
I mention this because there is a guy at the warehouse I work at now who also delivers papers for J, and he's said things like, "You look like you're so out of it." Just last night, when I mentioned that I can't find my TV remote since I threw out the bed's box springs and knocked over the boxes that had the remote on it, he said, "So you're saying (or are you sure it wasn't that) you were drunk and knocked it over?" I told him I don't drink at all. Have never been a drinker or a problem drinker.
Years ago, I was smoking a cigarette with the car door open while waiting for the newspapers and some guy came running over and said, "Oh, I thought you were smoking pot." I wasn't. Haven't smoked pot since 1999, the year I started delivering papers.
A woman at the warehouse who knows my sister J, once said,just out of the blue, "I know you here voices. I know you do. What are they saying to you now? Huh? What are they saying now, ha ha."
I just stood there until she was finished and said, "Uhhh, they're telling me not to pay attention to you." Years later, she also said to me, "What did you and J do?"
Where do these people get these ideas? I don't know them other than working at the warehouse. And since all but one of them I mentioned above, know J. With her history of badmouthing me and my mother, she's probably primed anyone she can to have the mindset of " oh, he's just crazy" and then the just look for any misspeak or dumb thing I do, so their first thought would be "he's crazy."
When anyone asks about her, I just tell them they probably know better than I do because I don't see her but maybe once every 6 years. And I'm going to keep it that way, and she's still pulling the same harassment she's pulled since 1984.
I have no problem telling people to google my name if they want to know anything. The first search result would be this blog and they can find out more than they would ever need to know.
I posted a few things in the forum for the first time in about 10 months. Some of the same people are still posting there, and the same problems. It's a good place to go.
As for the voices, X's (the rapist/abuser) family have been continuing their harassment. Always want me to put on a dress and play out their psychodramas they do when I'm asleep, and try to make me believe I have to wear a dress to be competent.
It's the training that X did in 1967 (see previous posts) that they are replaying, and some guy keeps saying "that is your point." He knows it isn't. He's being suckered into that to cover X's abusive ass. They want to take the rape and abuse of a child and turn it into some faggy or gender crap problem on a grown up.
They are despicable. I don't wear dresses, don't have the urge to wear dresses and they know it. They make themselves voices in the head to harass me, and they want to justify what X did years ago. With their intrusive thoughts, and psycho torture of "now you're incompetent. You pass the tests when you're "she."" I haven't taken any tests. From what I'm hearing, they have their questions with their prompted answers (way of intrusive thoughts) coming out of my mouth and then claim it's a split personality disorder.
It's the same abuse that was used on me 47 years ago. Like I tell them, I'd rather be the most incompetent man in the world than use the dress thing they try to train. What kind of psychiatrist would help them? Those other "personalities" are created by real people using decade's old abuse to keep me down and the abuser's asses covered.
Some real psychiatrist should look at this blog and see that they are just torturing me and trying to get an excuse for child abusers.
Saturday, November 1, 2014
November 1, 2014
November 1, 2014 9:57 pm Werner K Stoebermann Stoberman Stoeberman
So this bitch keeps coming around and claiming to be my "other personality." She was there June 3, 1985 when X and her relatives replayed the TP thing. She's a real person that X's family use as a head game.
When she showed up years ago (after the June 3, 1985 thing), she said that she is my conscience. I told her she wasn't, I don't have a female conscience. Then she said for me to think of her as being "on" my conscience. I said she wasn't. I don't have a guilty conscience about anyone. Then she said that I should think of her as "Cindy." I told her that the people who are using her must not think much of her and she might as well be half dead because the Cindy they want me to think of when she said that was a murder victim around the time of the McC store thing.
X's relatives are trying to turn X's abuse of me into a faggy, split personality, "he's insane" cover story. X trained me to "want the dress" when I was 7, in 1967, by buying my sister a dress and telling me, "You want the dress. I know you do. You can't have it until you say what we want." This is also the event they want to use to work in their "he was soooooo jealous of his sister." Bullshit.
I really never had much in common with my sisters and haven't had much of anything to do with them in the past 35 years. I didn't even know they had a big party for my mom's 85th birthday last year. And it didn't bother me at all. I would never have gone anyway because I know they are playing head games with me and my mother and they are doing it on behalf of X's relatives to cover X's ass.
It really all comes down to covering X's raping and abusing by trying to turn them into a phony psychobabbly profile of me.
So, she shows up again and I cut to the chase and told her that I know why she is here, which is to read to me what those harassers want me to repeat later as a dog and pony show in public so they can dupe their audience/victims they lie to.
I told her I'm not her and she's not me, she's a real life person. Then X's son, FF, the one who got his hair pulled out by his father in 1970, pointed in the direction where that woman was standing and said, "Who is that?" When I looked to my left, I saw myself as I was in a picture that X had of me.
When my sister got married in 1980 or so, I was drunk and someone must have taken a picture of me. Later, X showed up and gave me a cardboard tube with a poster sized copy of that picture. My face, all red and embarrassed. I didn't think much of it since it's been a lifetime of X trying to humiliate me and others to keep us intimidated. That was her life when it comes to certain people--trying to keep them down and control them.
So when FF said, "Who is that?" I said, when seeing, by their prompting or might have shown me a mirror, I said, "That's me thinking you're (FF) stupid."
This guy who, when I was in the emergency room at the hospital for a bleeding ulcer, claimed to be my doctor and said he thought I tried to kill myself and said, "We talked about this before." I thought, "I've never seen you in my life." Then he scribbled something in a folder and left. He was really agitated.
He's in charge of getting their phony profile out in public. And he keeps suggesting I kill myself, just like that "think of me as Cindy" woman said years ago, "You'll never be complete until you try to kill yourself for real." They are dangerous people.
I'm not suicidal at all and they create imprints and then 'wake them up' when I don't cooperate, like I'm not cooperating right now by writing this.
OH goes on and on about how I have to finish "this," and that they want me put away. How dumb are they? They have a load of shit they need me to agree to and it's just not going to happen. I would never agree with their crap because it is contrived bullshit and I would never agree to being "treated" by them.
He keeps getting me to associate with what he says. He's just a Nazi putting his victims through hell. It is probably one of X's brothers or that cop the neighbor girl married years ago, the girl that X trained me to accuse of molesting me in the last '60s. After OH caught me and her son at OH's house, OH asked her sister, X the rapist, who started this stuff with me, X's husband prompted me with a head nod to say who it was and when I hesitated, X said, "you can say it," and I named the neighbor girl. OH told my mom she was so sorry and "oh, you poor woman."
I just laughed because I knew X had pulled the wool over her drunken sister's eyes. That was July 1971, four years after X started her abuse. That neighbor girl didn't do anything to me and I still wonder if she ever found out that for the past 43 years she's been called a child molester by X's family. And it is X's family who accuses everyone and anything, not me, because it is they who are training and controlling people to cause trouble.
X's family keeps throwing loads of their shit at me hoping something will stick. They say I just have to verify their lies and everything will be better, but they are criminals, they will never leave their victims alone. I tell them they are a voice in the head and I don't bargain with voices in the head.
They murdered someone and trying to cover it up by screwing over witnesses, they will never stop. And don't forget that they are real people and no one has to buy some peace and quiet by agreeing with their fucked up cover stories.
And now the voices, especially that guy, are getting me to think a bunch of crap that discredits me and agrees with them. They tell lies to people and then tell their victims, "We already told everyone, now you just have to agree." No, I don't have to agree, especially since they are really despicable liars. The truth is here in this blog.
And now I'm supposed to associate things I just wrote with other things or thoughts that they claim "prove their point" They always want me to associate with words and things that wouldn't be my associations. Every time they're around, things are supposed to have some other meaning, and no surprise they imprint other meaning to serve their purpose.
There's only one meaning to what I write. They are real people forcing me to listen to their lies and then get me to think about their lies and then claim that that is what I think. They'll look at me point to themselves and say, "I blah blah blah..." And I tell them, "Am I supposed to repeat that later to make it look like I'm saying the crap you're telling me now?" I know how they do their shit.
The day before I went to the Navy and was over at X's house and she pulled her usual crap on me and my parents, at one point she woke me up and said, "Don't you remember your Uncle John?" I looked and it wasn't my uncle. It was probably her brother, and it might be the guy who is now fucking me over.
Notice that if you took out the question mark at the end of the quote above, you'll get a command. Another thing they use to make themselves look innocent. "We're just having innocent conversations. We're not telling him what to say." and on and on. And when I tell them to shove their faggy shit up their asses, they say, "We didn't mention it, you did." And I say, "You're the ones who prompt the thoughts and then use them against me."
I don't want to be controlled by those people, and they know as well as I do that they are waking up X's little rape victim to get what they want, which is to cover X's dead ass and now their own asses because they really have turned themselves into criminals because of her.
But, I'll just keep reminding them why they are really here. It's not about me or anyone else, it is about their rapist, X, and they should stop blaming other people for the crimes they are committing.
So this bitch keeps coming around and claiming to be my "other personality." She was there June 3, 1985 when X and her relatives replayed the TP thing. She's a real person that X's family use as a head game.
When she showed up years ago (after the June 3, 1985 thing), she said that she is my conscience. I told her she wasn't, I don't have a female conscience. Then she said for me to think of her as being "on" my conscience. I said she wasn't. I don't have a guilty conscience about anyone. Then she said that I should think of her as "Cindy." I told her that the people who are using her must not think much of her and she might as well be half dead because the Cindy they want me to think of when she said that was a murder victim around the time of the McC store thing.
X's relatives are trying to turn X's abuse of me into a faggy, split personality, "he's insane" cover story. X trained me to "want the dress" when I was 7, in 1967, by buying my sister a dress and telling me, "You want the dress. I know you do. You can't have it until you say what we want." This is also the event they want to use to work in their "he was soooooo jealous of his sister." Bullshit.
I really never had much in common with my sisters and haven't had much of anything to do with them in the past 35 years. I didn't even know they had a big party for my mom's 85th birthday last year. And it didn't bother me at all. I would never have gone anyway because I know they are playing head games with me and my mother and they are doing it on behalf of X's relatives to cover X's ass.
It really all comes down to covering X's raping and abusing by trying to turn them into a phony psychobabbly profile of me.
So, she shows up again and I cut to the chase and told her that I know why she is here, which is to read to me what those harassers want me to repeat later as a dog and pony show in public so they can dupe their audience/victims they lie to.
I told her I'm not her and she's not me, she's a real life person. Then X's son, FF, the one who got his hair pulled out by his father in 1970, pointed in the direction where that woman was standing and said, "Who is that?" When I looked to my left, I saw myself as I was in a picture that X had of me.
When my sister got married in 1980 or so, I was drunk and someone must have taken a picture of me. Later, X showed up and gave me a cardboard tube with a poster sized copy of that picture. My face, all red and embarrassed. I didn't think much of it since it's been a lifetime of X trying to humiliate me and others to keep us intimidated. That was her life when it comes to certain people--trying to keep them down and control them.
So when FF said, "Who is that?" I said, when seeing, by their prompting or might have shown me a mirror, I said, "That's me thinking you're (FF) stupid."
This guy who, when I was in the emergency room at the hospital for a bleeding ulcer, claimed to be my doctor and said he thought I tried to kill myself and said, "We talked about this before." I thought, "I've never seen you in my life." Then he scribbled something in a folder and left. He was really agitated.
He's in charge of getting their phony profile out in public. And he keeps suggesting I kill myself, just like that "think of me as Cindy" woman said years ago, "You'll never be complete until you try to kill yourself for real." They are dangerous people.
I'm not suicidal at all and they create imprints and then 'wake them up' when I don't cooperate, like I'm not cooperating right now by writing this.
OH goes on and on about how I have to finish "this," and that they want me put away. How dumb are they? They have a load of shit they need me to agree to and it's just not going to happen. I would never agree with their crap because it is contrived bullshit and I would never agree to being "treated" by them.
He keeps getting me to associate with what he says. He's just a Nazi putting his victims through hell. It is probably one of X's brothers or that cop the neighbor girl married years ago, the girl that X trained me to accuse of molesting me in the last '60s. After OH caught me and her son at OH's house, OH asked her sister, X the rapist, who started this stuff with me, X's husband prompted me with a head nod to say who it was and when I hesitated, X said, "you can say it," and I named the neighbor girl. OH told my mom she was so sorry and "oh, you poor woman."
I just laughed because I knew X had pulled the wool over her drunken sister's eyes. That was July 1971, four years after X started her abuse. That neighbor girl didn't do anything to me and I still wonder if she ever found out that for the past 43 years she's been called a child molester by X's family. And it is X's family who accuses everyone and anything, not me, because it is they who are training and controlling people to cause trouble.
X's family keeps throwing loads of their shit at me hoping something will stick. They say I just have to verify their lies and everything will be better, but they are criminals, they will never leave their victims alone. I tell them they are a voice in the head and I don't bargain with voices in the head.
They murdered someone and trying to cover it up by screwing over witnesses, they will never stop. And don't forget that they are real people and no one has to buy some peace and quiet by agreeing with their fucked up cover stories.
And now the voices, especially that guy, are getting me to think a bunch of crap that discredits me and agrees with them. They tell lies to people and then tell their victims, "We already told everyone, now you just have to agree." No, I don't have to agree, especially since they are really despicable liars. The truth is here in this blog.
And now I'm supposed to associate things I just wrote with other things or thoughts that they claim "prove their point" They always want me to associate with words and things that wouldn't be my associations. Every time they're around, things are supposed to have some other meaning, and no surprise they imprint other meaning to serve their purpose.
There's only one meaning to what I write. They are real people forcing me to listen to their lies and then get me to think about their lies and then claim that that is what I think. They'll look at me point to themselves and say, "I blah blah blah..." And I tell them, "Am I supposed to repeat that later to make it look like I'm saying the crap you're telling me now?" I know how they do their shit.
The day before I went to the Navy and was over at X's house and she pulled her usual crap on me and my parents, at one point she woke me up and said, "Don't you remember your Uncle John?" I looked and it wasn't my uncle. It was probably her brother, and it might be the guy who is now fucking me over.
Notice that if you took out the question mark at the end of the quote above, you'll get a command. Another thing they use to make themselves look innocent. "We're just having innocent conversations. We're not telling him what to say." and on and on. And when I tell them to shove their faggy shit up their asses, they say, "We didn't mention it, you did." And I say, "You're the ones who prompt the thoughts and then use them against me."
I don't want to be controlled by those people, and they know as well as I do that they are waking up X's little rape victim to get what they want, which is to cover X's dead ass and now their own asses because they really have turned themselves into criminals because of her.
But, I'll just keep reminding them why they are really here. It's not about me or anyone else, it is about their rapist, X, and they should stop blaming other people for the crimes they are committing.
Thursday, October 30, 2014
October 30, 2014
October 30, 2014 6:47 pm Werner K Stoebermann Warner Stoberman
Nothing new since yesterday. Today's is my dog's birthday. He's a 13 years old Pomeranian. He still bites people, especially when there's food out for him. You don't even need to be near him to get bitten in the foot. Other than that, he's a good dog.
I've taken up learning Swedish since June. It came pretty easily since it's a Germanic language and that's what I grew up hearing. It took about eight weeks to get pretty good at reading, but since words are not pronounced like they're spelled, conversations and the like take a bit longer.
Of course, it's just something else the voices, X's relatives, try to use against me, since it doesn't fit their agenda of "he's so brain damaged, stupid, confused" he needs to be told what to do and think.
And they start with, He doesn't know Swedish because I'll test him and prove he's lying (I don't claim to be proficient in Swedish) He thinks he's someone else when he does that (No, I don't) He thinks he is Swedish (No, I'm not) and on and on.
Every time I hear a voice now, I just start thinking, "Did you know that X was a rapist?" They get pretty pissed off, seeing as how they are her relatives. X fucks people up and her relatives try to keep her victims fucked up.
They still use the preplanned question/answer tactic. They are their questions and they point at me and get their programmed answers. They make me read things while I'm sleeping, or 'wake me up'
I was watching a program on the computer just now, saw the letters USA, and even just thinking it, it was the answer to the question, "Where do you live?" And then I heard a patronizing "that's right" from some red-headed bitch (most likely one of X's sisters).
That bitch's husband asks the questions, but I don't hear them, I'm just trained like a dog to repeat some words as answers. That red-headed bitch sits next to me. When I heard that question/answer about USA, I immediately realized what they are doing and said, "I live in Polandia," and "Did you know that X was a rapist?"
Then that red-headed bitch, who was sitting next to me, pointed in front of me, which is an indication that I should follow the script they put in front of me. They try to change the word rapist to racist.
They are programming idiotic answers to their questions to cover that rapist X's ass, and make me look like a fool. Faggotry, cross dressing, multiple personalities, suicide are no doubt the topics of their con game, since that's been X's agenda all along--covering up her abuse and her relatives claim they didn't know about it.
Sticking intrusive thoughts in my head is also a tactic. When I was watching some video on Youtube, I thought "they are my honnies." I don't think like that at all. Never did. They make me think of words like pretty, beautiful, marvelous...words I don't even think.
They are trying to create a female thing they call by sister's name and claim I wore dresses at 7 years of age because I was so jealous and wanted to be like her. She was an abusive ass herself. Who would want to be their abuser? She's called me a faggot since I was 7, and now X's relatives are using her abuse as a harassing tactic, and the source of their creation, and making me look like I'm thinking like a different personality.
I'll say it again, X had a decades long history of abuse, obstructing justice by terrorizing children so she can get away with abuse, harassment, intimidation, etc. And I'm not the only one she put through hell, plenty of witnesses who are now being harassed by X's relatives are out there.
People should stop playing along with their bullshit. They had to literally murder a toddler to get their way. I'm not a fool. They would kill again if they knew they could get away with it.
By the way, did you know that X was a rapist?
And the last 20 minutes have been nothing but listening to their spin, their words and phrases they will use to discredit what I just wrote. "I'm just pissed off," is something I heard, and probably triggered to repeat later. And the rest of the trash they do. One of the red-headed bitch's is to say, "Do you see this?" or "How many fingers am I holding up?" (the latest response to that one by me was, "As many as X used to rape me.").
When I say, "I don't know because I don't see what you're holding up or how many fingers you're holding up," she says that that is enough to put me away. No it isn't. First of all, I know what they are doing. Secondly, if she knows what I see or don't see (i.e. what the negative hallucinations are), then it is she who creates them and provokes and prompts them as a harassment and intimation tactic.
Like I say about OH when she says, "That's him," after I repeat some garbage they want people to hear, how do you know, OH? You create trash by using your Nazi tactic of harassing sleeping people and then you claim you're the one who knows who is who. Seems to me and anyone else who reads this, is that you are the one who is creating problems. Any Nazi like you can create an imprint and then 'wake it up' for your own benefit.
And who do they wake up in the first place to begin their harassment is something someone should ask them.
Nothing new since yesterday. Today's is my dog's birthday. He's a 13 years old Pomeranian. He still bites people, especially when there's food out for him. You don't even need to be near him to get bitten in the foot. Other than that, he's a good dog.
I've taken up learning Swedish since June. It came pretty easily since it's a Germanic language and that's what I grew up hearing. It took about eight weeks to get pretty good at reading, but since words are not pronounced like they're spelled, conversations and the like take a bit longer.
Of course, it's just something else the voices, X's relatives, try to use against me, since it doesn't fit their agenda of "he's so brain damaged, stupid, confused" he needs to be told what to do and think.
And they start with, He doesn't know Swedish because I'll test him and prove he's lying (I don't claim to be proficient in Swedish) He thinks he's someone else when he does that (No, I don't) He thinks he is Swedish (No, I'm not) and on and on.
Every time I hear a voice now, I just start thinking, "Did you know that X was a rapist?" They get pretty pissed off, seeing as how they are her relatives. X fucks people up and her relatives try to keep her victims fucked up.
They still use the preplanned question/answer tactic. They are their questions and they point at me and get their programmed answers. They make me read things while I'm sleeping, or 'wake me up'
I was watching a program on the computer just now, saw the letters USA, and even just thinking it, it was the answer to the question, "Where do you live?" And then I heard a patronizing "that's right" from some red-headed bitch (most likely one of X's sisters).
That bitch's husband asks the questions, but I don't hear them, I'm just trained like a dog to repeat some words as answers. That red-headed bitch sits next to me. When I heard that question/answer about USA, I immediately realized what they are doing and said, "I live in Polandia," and "Did you know that X was a rapist?"
Then that red-headed bitch, who was sitting next to me, pointed in front of me, which is an indication that I should follow the script they put in front of me. They try to change the word rapist to racist.
They are programming idiotic answers to their questions to cover that rapist X's ass, and make me look like a fool. Faggotry, cross dressing, multiple personalities, suicide are no doubt the topics of their con game, since that's been X's agenda all along--covering up her abuse and her relatives claim they didn't know about it.
Sticking intrusive thoughts in my head is also a tactic. When I was watching some video on Youtube, I thought "they are my honnies." I don't think like that at all. Never did. They make me think of words like pretty, beautiful, marvelous...words I don't even think.
They are trying to create a female thing they call by sister's name and claim I wore dresses at 7 years of age because I was so jealous and wanted to be like her. She was an abusive ass herself. Who would want to be their abuser? She's called me a faggot since I was 7, and now X's relatives are using her abuse as a harassing tactic, and the source of their creation, and making me look like I'm thinking like a different personality.
I'll say it again, X had a decades long history of abuse, obstructing justice by terrorizing children so she can get away with abuse, harassment, intimidation, etc. And I'm not the only one she put through hell, plenty of witnesses who are now being harassed by X's relatives are out there.
People should stop playing along with their bullshit. They had to literally murder a toddler to get their way. I'm not a fool. They would kill again if they knew they could get away with it.
By the way, did you know that X was a rapist?
And the last 20 minutes have been nothing but listening to their spin, their words and phrases they will use to discredit what I just wrote. "I'm just pissed off," is something I heard, and probably triggered to repeat later. And the rest of the trash they do. One of the red-headed bitch's is to say, "Do you see this?" or "How many fingers am I holding up?" (the latest response to that one by me was, "As many as X used to rape me.").
When I say, "I don't know because I don't see what you're holding up or how many fingers you're holding up," she says that that is enough to put me away. No it isn't. First of all, I know what they are doing. Secondly, if she knows what I see or don't see (i.e. what the negative hallucinations are), then it is she who creates them and provokes and prompts them as a harassment and intimation tactic.
Like I say about OH when she says, "That's him," after I repeat some garbage they want people to hear, how do you know, OH? You create trash by using your Nazi tactic of harassing sleeping people and then you claim you're the one who knows who is who. Seems to me and anyone else who reads this, is that you are the one who is creating problems. Any Nazi like you can create an imprint and then 'wake it up' for your own benefit.
And who do they wake up in the first place to begin their harassment is something someone should ask them.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
October 28, 2014
October 28, 2014 9:42pm Werner K Stoebermann Stobermann
Still working and being forced to listen to their crap. That rapist, X, died in June at 73 years of age, a few days before my birthday. Then three months later her eldest son, 57, died. He only had a few months of life without that monster in his life. Too bad. He died of brain cancer and she got it for being such a bitch, that and her alcoholism took a few years off of that one's life.
My mom said there were a lot of people at her funeral. Not that she had any friends, they were most likely her victims going to make sure she's really dead and gone. Like the old saying goes, give the people what they want and they'll beat a path to your door.
Since the beginning of the year, my sister's boyfriend died, my last uncle on my dad's side, X, and her son died. It's been a good year for weeding out rotten people around here.
So, X is gone but her kids and relatives keep her harassment going. Her sister, OH, is really, really a bitch. She's the one whose son was raped right under her nose and the only thing she did was call her sister, X, to start abuse again. That was in July 1971 and was when they trained me to accuse the neighbor girl at the time of being "the one who started it all," i.e. my original rapist. I wonder if that woman, who is still friends with a sister of mine, ever found out that for 43 years X's relatives have thought of her as a child rapist.
But the voices are still the same, pushing a faggy agenda, and gear all the "conversations" they have with me toward that end. There was that guy that I call Fatso, who came into my room back in the '80s and put me on the phone to who knows who and made me listen to bullshit, repeat what he wanted me to say, or made me bitch out people over the phone to cause trouble. He's still probably doing that. It must be X's brother because when he's around, X's son is also there being used as the abusive piece of shit that he became.
They and their voices are still the same. Nothing but being called a fag, saying I want to be a woman, wear dresses, and claiming that all I have to do is say I'm a faggot and then everything will be better. They are playing out X's abuse from 1967 and trying to make it into a faggy or gender head problem.
I don't think like that at all.
I said it before, they try to connect the "he's a fag" shit with "he wants to be a woman" shit" with "he's suicidal." All the points X trained me like a dog with in 1967 and now her relatives and their accomplices are trying to turn it into my "reality." What shit those people are. They get people to believe their shit by waking up the abuse X started.
I don't know how many times I have to say it, I want nothing to do with those people or their accomplices, some of whom are my own relatives. I haven't had anything to do with them in over 30 years, except for the times they took me out of the house while I was sleeping to get their "treatment." I woke up enough times to know what they are doing.
They still carry on conversations with me, make me repeat them and then claim that I'm talking to some woman personality they claim that I have to be. They should really be in jail instead of harassing the public with their bullshit.
I mentioned before that I was having photos and text messages pushed on me at work. The one guy even said, "I don't know if you want to respond to this message." It was on his phone. Why should there be a message for me on someone else's phone, someone I only know (and not well) from work?
That Fatso also said months ago that I got an email from some guy whom I used to exchange emails with and hadn't for a long time, but Fatso said there was an email for me from that guy and "he wanted a clarification" about X, the rapist, and did I want to send an email. I said that I did not want to. It was just a trick from Fatso who wants his own bullshit coming out of my mouth or fingertips.
The voices also said a few months ago to remember "manager." Managers is what they call it when they harass their victims while their victims are sleeping. They are managing people's lives through harassing sleeping people, just like the Nazis they are. Of course, when I went to work that night, the warehouse manager said to me "let me be your manager."
Not a coincidence. I think Fatso and X's assholes use people at work to prompt things and I repeat the answers they trained me to repeat. I told the guy that he was a warehouse manager and I laughed it off and said that I don't need one of those life coaching things.
I should have flat out asked him who told him to say that, but between Fatso and OH brainwashing them into thinking what Fatso and OH want them to think about me, and my sister's badmouthing of me ever since she was in grade school, people are looking for any misspeak I make or some dumb thing I do and then say, "They're right, he's crazy."
Too bad they're only allowed to see what Fatso and X's assholes want them to see. I'm sure they are telling those people that they are seeing the "real him" but that's bullshit. They are victimizing people by lying to them and then telling them what to do with me.
I've been working at the same place for 15 years, but if anyone there gets caught harassing me, and it is harassment, I'll be the one who gets fired. They aren't going to admit to it, they have a crowd of criminals breathing down their necks, and it'll be swept under the rug like everything else those harassers have been doing since 1967.
They get their way by intimidation and out and out blackmail.
I say it again. I don't want them in my life in any sense of the word "in" and there is not one thing I have to do to get them out of my life. They are abusing, not helping.
No one has to do a fucking thing.
Still working and being forced to listen to their crap. That rapist, X, died in June at 73 years of age, a few days before my birthday. Then three months later her eldest son, 57, died. He only had a few months of life without that monster in his life. Too bad. He died of brain cancer and she got it for being such a bitch, that and her alcoholism took a few years off of that one's life.
My mom said there were a lot of people at her funeral. Not that she had any friends, they were most likely her victims going to make sure she's really dead and gone. Like the old saying goes, give the people what they want and they'll beat a path to your door.
Since the beginning of the year, my sister's boyfriend died, my last uncle on my dad's side, X, and her son died. It's been a good year for weeding out rotten people around here.
So, X is gone but her kids and relatives keep her harassment going. Her sister, OH, is really, really a bitch. She's the one whose son was raped right under her nose and the only thing she did was call her sister, X, to start abuse again. That was in July 1971 and was when they trained me to accuse the neighbor girl at the time of being "the one who started it all," i.e. my original rapist. I wonder if that woman, who is still friends with a sister of mine, ever found out that for 43 years X's relatives have thought of her as a child rapist.
But the voices are still the same, pushing a faggy agenda, and gear all the "conversations" they have with me toward that end. There was that guy that I call Fatso, who came into my room back in the '80s and put me on the phone to who knows who and made me listen to bullshit, repeat what he wanted me to say, or made me bitch out people over the phone to cause trouble. He's still probably doing that. It must be X's brother because when he's around, X's son is also there being used as the abusive piece of shit that he became.
They and their voices are still the same. Nothing but being called a fag, saying I want to be a woman, wear dresses, and claiming that all I have to do is say I'm a faggot and then everything will be better. They are playing out X's abuse from 1967 and trying to make it into a faggy or gender head problem.
I don't think like that at all.
I said it before, they try to connect the "he's a fag" shit with "he wants to be a woman" shit" with "he's suicidal." All the points X trained me like a dog with in 1967 and now her relatives and their accomplices are trying to turn it into my "reality." What shit those people are. They get people to believe their shit by waking up the abuse X started.
I don't know how many times I have to say it, I want nothing to do with those people or their accomplices, some of whom are my own relatives. I haven't had anything to do with them in over 30 years, except for the times they took me out of the house while I was sleeping to get their "treatment." I woke up enough times to know what they are doing.
They still carry on conversations with me, make me repeat them and then claim that I'm talking to some woman personality they claim that I have to be. They should really be in jail instead of harassing the public with their bullshit.
I mentioned before that I was having photos and text messages pushed on me at work. The one guy even said, "I don't know if you want to respond to this message." It was on his phone. Why should there be a message for me on someone else's phone, someone I only know (and not well) from work?
That Fatso also said months ago that I got an email from some guy whom I used to exchange emails with and hadn't for a long time, but Fatso said there was an email for me from that guy and "he wanted a clarification" about X, the rapist, and did I want to send an email. I said that I did not want to. It was just a trick from Fatso who wants his own bullshit coming out of my mouth or fingertips.
The voices also said a few months ago to remember "manager." Managers is what they call it when they harass their victims while their victims are sleeping. They are managing people's lives through harassing sleeping people, just like the Nazis they are. Of course, when I went to work that night, the warehouse manager said to me "let me be your manager."
Not a coincidence. I think Fatso and X's assholes use people at work to prompt things and I repeat the answers they trained me to repeat. I told the guy that he was a warehouse manager and I laughed it off and said that I don't need one of those life coaching things.
I should have flat out asked him who told him to say that, but between Fatso and OH brainwashing them into thinking what Fatso and OH want them to think about me, and my sister's badmouthing of me ever since she was in grade school, people are looking for any misspeak I make or some dumb thing I do and then say, "They're right, he's crazy."
Too bad they're only allowed to see what Fatso and X's assholes want them to see. I'm sure they are telling those people that they are seeing the "real him" but that's bullshit. They are victimizing people by lying to them and then telling them what to do with me.
I've been working at the same place for 15 years, but if anyone there gets caught harassing me, and it is harassment, I'll be the one who gets fired. They aren't going to admit to it, they have a crowd of criminals breathing down their necks, and it'll be swept under the rug like everything else those harassers have been doing since 1967.
They get their way by intimidation and out and out blackmail.
I say it again. I don't want them in my life in any sense of the word "in" and there is not one thing I have to do to get them out of my life. They are abusing, not helping.
No one has to do a fucking thing.
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Saturday, January 18, 2014
January 18, 2014
January 14, 2014 4:24pm EDT
Warner Stoberman Werner Stoebermann Werner K Stoebermann
So I woke up about an hour ago and of course the voices started again. I called X the rapist that she is and her sister OH started in with her faggy harassment. And I think OH and her brother are putting me on some live stream, or just Skype or something to get me to say words that they use in their edited versions they claim are true.
This is how it went:
OH mentioned some idiotic words. Romantic nonsense, and after I heard them I asked her:
Me: Are you using my words in some faggy conversation that makes me sound like such a romantic, head in the clouds asshole?
*She's not saying anything now.*
Me: You know you're talking to Werner Karl Dieter Stoebermann, don't you?
OH's sister is now telling me to, "stop dreaming about.."
Me: Am I supposed to finish your sentence?
OH's sister: Lose it.
Me: Am I supposed to guess what you are referring to?
OH: Don't they make a good couple?
Me: I don't literally see what you're referring to and you know I don't see what you're referring to. Do you want me to think of faggy shit as you always do when you're harassing me? I don't want to have anything to do with you. I don't call you at all. It's your brother who "wakes me up" and forces me to listen to your crap. I would walk away from you if you didn't always keep me asleep and abused.
OH: I don't abuse you.
Me: You are. Tell your audience how many times you cut me off by making me associate and break my train of thought when you don't like what you are hearing. That phony shrink you got ain't going to get away with a fake profile of me.
OH: I don't give a fuck what you say.
Me: You are violating my civil rights. I do not want to talk to you and I don't want to hear your bullshit. Isn't your sister, X, feeding me lines as part of your phony conversations? You always have paper that your reading from. And when you took a drink or acted like you did and said, "This is a drink," you know damn well you are setting up associations for me to act out. Your training of sleeping people is despicable. Very Nazi like.
Why do you keep saying that all your harassment will go away if only I say that I'm a queer? I can't say that I am something I'm not. It's sexual harassment that you are doing. That's a federal offense nowadays.
OH: You can't say your name.
Me: Why not? You got an assload of shit you try to pass off as my thoughts or ideas and they're all just edited by you and your family (relatives, before you start some asinine bullshit about Mafia). And when your accomplices call out people's name and then claim that I think I'm that person, you are just contriving a bunch of crap. Your red haired sister is here giving me commands. She's an idiot.
OH: Yes, Trudi.
Me: I'm not Trudi. Why is it that you and your relatives keep telling people that I am supposedly a split personality. Woman/Man and all that shit? It's because I know about your abusive relatives, isn't it? You have to discredit someone who knows that it was you who shot me up with some drug before I went to the Navy in Cleveland.
OH: Take your fucking shit and...
Me: Your sister just said some crap. Heard mumbling. Anyway you don't want me to use my real name because someone might figure out who you are and the criminal acts you commit against me.
OH: You can be arrested for what you...
Me: Have you read my blog? I know you and your red headed sister gave me a nervous breakdown when I started posting on forums. You think your harassment is going to stop me from telling what I think and what happened to me?
OH: Ask you mother this...
Me: You know I didn't hear the end of your sentence. Why do you use that tactic. What you are doing is called an unfinished ambiguity. You say half sentences or phrases or a word and have your victim associate with it, to finish your thought.
And you give me commands to mess up on typing, you tell me to forget things, and on and on. But you know that what you are doing is harassment of the worst kind.
OH: Then get out of the...
(she doesn't respond)
OH: Werner, I can't say. I can't finish you off...
(she doesn't finish)
Fatso: I'll finish you off. (popping noise)
Me: Well, Fatso, you know that you are violating my civil rights.
Fatso: I got permission from you.
Me: No, you didn't you already had me fucked over months before. And you going around stalking me where I work and where I go to the store really got old for the public years ago. Your harassing them, too, but you don't care about them.
Fatso: Didn't you give FV permission?
Me: She got an automatic answer like it was set up to be. And permission doesn't last forever. I don't want you in my life. I don't need your ideas in my head for you to use in a totally different context.
OH: What do you think of your fucking..........sister?
Me: I don't have anything to do with them. And not for the past 30 years or so. So, what do I think of my sister? Not much and not often. And I know your agenda is to tell people that I think I'm my sister, but you know you're just spouting garbage. That guy (your phony shrink, probably) said years ago. "He hated his sister so much, half of him became her."
What stupidity. You are taking your sister's abuse on me from 1967 when she trained me to wear a dress and trying to make it into a lifestyle. You're an ass for doing that.
OH: I don't want you to say anything about...(snaps fingers) this.
Me: What "this." You are leading a sleeping person around and you know you're just doing more training that I don't want you to do. And when you say things like, "I'm going to get him committed if it's the last thing I do," I know your intentions are nothing but to do damage so shit about your relatives doesn't come out. You can read this blog and sue me if you want, but it seems like you and your relatives are more interested in harassing me.
Fatso: Perfect, Werner. Now we know who you ...(points finger at me) are.
Me: You have been bullshitting people about me for a long time. You and your relatives took your sister's "put him in a dress, get him drunk and parade him around in public" abuse and turning it into what you claim is a head problem when it's just your sister's way of keeping her victim abused.
Your red headed sister mentioned suicide. I'm not suicidal. You wake up that incident from McC's and claim it is proof. You gave me the gun. You terrorized me for many months before that, and you're the one who said, "Kill yourself? Why don't you kill..." Then you waited until I thought of KS.
You wanted me to get crazy and kill myself. And then you claim it's because of faggotry.
You're wrong and you know it. When you suggest that I kill someone, put a gun in my hand, and then parade that someone around in front of me while you're terrorizing me, what do you think is going to happen?
You got what you wanted. I shot at her and then I put the gun to my head. You got the imprint you wanted and nowadays you play it out to sucker the public into thinking what you want them to think.
X: See, he knows that/what....
Me: I've been writing this blog for three years now. You're too busy playing "multiple personalities" crap. I wouldn't play that stupid game. And who stole my Navy discharge papers?
OH: Play your fucking shit somewhere else.
Me: What's that supposed to mean? You just want me to think of anything so you play head games with a sleeping person. You're prompt, OH, was to think of music. Do you know how cruel you are to put ideas into sleeping people's heads? You are a criminal and should be in prison.
OH: (begins pantomiming)
Me: You are a coward. Even your pantomiming or writing things out for me to read is as bad as saying the crappy ideas you want to put in my head.
OH: (pantomimes "my life is more important than you are")
Me: I don't care about your life. I don't go near you. You and your relatives are the ones who start this "talk to him while he's sleeping" crap. I wouldn't go near you at all. I walk away from things that I don't like and I sure as hell don't like you.
Are you setting up trigger words to screw me up later? That should get you some charges filed against you. Easily. You think you can't be held accountable for what you're doing? Beating up on sleeping people and thinking you're justified in doing what your doing is just a little bit stupid on your part.
Man 1: Hey, Betty.
Me: Oh my, so X suckered her whole family in joining in on this harassment. Read my previous blog posts. Calling me woman's names does not make me think of being a broad. X is still playing her original 1967 abuse on me. You're pathetic people when that's all you can do. You really should cut out the "we're helping him" crap. You're not helping, you never had any intention of helping.
Reading your questions to me and getting the answers you want by pointing your finger at me is such a sham. You're dishonest and are misleading people. Have you ever lived an honest day in your life?
OH: You've got some nerve.
Me: So you want me to think you're KS. I got a lot of nerve, but all you have is turning yourself into a criminal to get what you want. KS showed me how your kind create phony conversations. "Here's how it goes," she said, "Werner," then she made a colon with her fingers in front of my face, which means it was my turn to say what she and others wrote out.
How crazy did you get when you found out that KS and the people who were talking to me while I was sleeping at home found out that I remembered everything about X. Didn't she interfere, again, without being asked?
You know the words to are saying or writing to me come up later on when I'm awake. You know you are creating problems for me later on when I'm awake. You should stop. You are deliberately and with malice inflicting physical, emotional, and mental distress on me. And now that you are informed, in no uncertain terms, you should stop what you're doing.
Stupid Asses: Get your fucking name off of there.
Me: No. You should stop violating my civil rights. No one harasses me but you people. The Navy isn't after me, as you once tried to make me believe. You're the only people who play head games and harass me. Pretending to be other people and hoping that I go off on people in public isn't going to work.
And adding stupid, contradictory thoughts onto and into what I say makes you people look so petty. Hoping that someone kills themselves to keep your shit covered up is really insane on your part. Like you crazies said, "You'll never be complete until you try to kill yourself for real," is plain nuts on your part.
Remember when someone dragged me over to your house, OH, and I woke up when someone said, "You don't smoke when you're like this." I assumed she was talking about sleeping and I assumed she was talking about pot. Then I said, "It would be horrible to be a drug dealer now. Everything can be a bug. I could have a little camera in this button." And OH started yelling, get him out of here. Get him out of here." Ha Ha.
Remember when Fatso asked me, "What is the worst thing that could happen to you?" And I thought, "Dragging some (newspaper) customer into this crap." And then you got that woman, ME, to call me gay and shit. Then, when you started a conversation and had X on the line just waiting to interfere, and ME said, "Isn't this Mrs. ______" and she said X's name. X went crazy. "Fuck her up. FUCK HER UUUUPPP!!!!" I laughed so hard. Shows you how stupid X is. Just fuck up everyone she wants fucked up whether they have anything to do with her or not.
Some stupid person: Just for safety.
Me: How can you claim to be in danger from someone you control? You want to claim that you and your crowd made yourselves into negative hallucinations to me for safety's sake? You lie. You did that so you can come around, do your idiotic stuff like putting me on the phone to people I don't even want to talk about, and then be gone before I even know you've been around.
You should stop your "programming" with "words to associate with later," OH. And I don't need you to tell me what to eat, when to eat, how to do my job, when to sleep, when to do anything. You are violating my civil rights. If you have something to say, don't be the cowards that you are now by trying to masquerade as other people and beat up on sleeping victims.
I'm not going to waste my time listening to your crap (are you prompting a thought of suicide, OH?). It's about time people read what I have to say since you liars want to scam people into thinking what you want them to think. Nobody has to listen to you when they can read it online written by me, Werner Karl Dieter Stoebermann.
OH: We will make you suicidal, man, we will make you suicidal.
Me: And when people read this, they'll know what and how you "wake it up." Fuck off, X.
Werner K Stoebermann Werner Karl Stoebermann
I don't want to have a damn thing to do with those people. That's basically how those assholes start shit. There were 17 page views for yesterday on my blog stats. Looks like someone reading this.
Warner Stoberman Werner Stoebermann Werner K Stoebermann
So I woke up about an hour ago and of course the voices started again. I called X the rapist that she is and her sister OH started in with her faggy harassment. And I think OH and her brother are putting me on some live stream, or just Skype or something to get me to say words that they use in their edited versions they claim are true.
This is how it went:
OH mentioned some idiotic words. Romantic nonsense, and after I heard them I asked her:
Me: Are you using my words in some faggy conversation that makes me sound like such a romantic, head in the clouds asshole?
*She's not saying anything now.*
Me: You know you're talking to Werner Karl Dieter Stoebermann, don't you?
OH's sister is now telling me to, "stop dreaming about.."
Me: Am I supposed to finish your sentence?
OH's sister: Lose it.
Me: Am I supposed to guess what you are referring to?
OH: Don't they make a good couple?
Me: I don't literally see what you're referring to and you know I don't see what you're referring to. Do you want me to think of faggy shit as you always do when you're harassing me? I don't want to have anything to do with you. I don't call you at all. It's your brother who "wakes me up" and forces me to listen to your crap. I would walk away from you if you didn't always keep me asleep and abused.
OH: I don't abuse you.
Me: You are. Tell your audience how many times you cut me off by making me associate and break my train of thought when you don't like what you are hearing. That phony shrink you got ain't going to get away with a fake profile of me.
OH: I don't give a fuck what you say.
Me: You are violating my civil rights. I do not want to talk to you and I don't want to hear your bullshit. Isn't your sister, X, feeding me lines as part of your phony conversations? You always have paper that your reading from. And when you took a drink or acted like you did and said, "This is a drink," you know damn well you are setting up associations for me to act out. Your training of sleeping people is despicable. Very Nazi like.
Why do you keep saying that all your harassment will go away if only I say that I'm a queer? I can't say that I am something I'm not. It's sexual harassment that you are doing. That's a federal offense nowadays.
OH: You can't say your name.
Me: Why not? You got an assload of shit you try to pass off as my thoughts or ideas and they're all just edited by you and your family (relatives, before you start some asinine bullshit about Mafia). And when your accomplices call out people's name and then claim that I think I'm that person, you are just contriving a bunch of crap. Your red haired sister is here giving me commands. She's an idiot.
OH: Yes, Trudi.
Me: I'm not Trudi. Why is it that you and your relatives keep telling people that I am supposedly a split personality. Woman/Man and all that shit? It's because I know about your abusive relatives, isn't it? You have to discredit someone who knows that it was you who shot me up with some drug before I went to the Navy in Cleveland.
OH: Take your fucking shit and...
Me: Your sister just said some crap. Heard mumbling. Anyway you don't want me to use my real name because someone might figure out who you are and the criminal acts you commit against me.
OH: You can be arrested for what you...
Me: Have you read my blog? I know you and your red headed sister gave me a nervous breakdown when I started posting on forums. You think your harassment is going to stop me from telling what I think and what happened to me?
OH: Ask you mother this...
Me: You know I didn't hear the end of your sentence. Why do you use that tactic. What you are doing is called an unfinished ambiguity. You say half sentences or phrases or a word and have your victim associate with it, to finish your thought.
And you give me commands to mess up on typing, you tell me to forget things, and on and on. But you know that what you are doing is harassment of the worst kind.
OH: Then get out of the...
(she doesn't respond)
OH: Werner, I can't say. I can't finish you off...
(she doesn't finish)
Fatso: I'll finish you off. (popping noise)
Me: Well, Fatso, you know that you are violating my civil rights.
Fatso: I got permission from you.
Me: No, you didn't you already had me fucked over months before. And you going around stalking me where I work and where I go to the store really got old for the public years ago. Your harassing them, too, but you don't care about them.
Fatso: Didn't you give FV permission?
Me: She got an automatic answer like it was set up to be. And permission doesn't last forever. I don't want you in my life. I don't need your ideas in my head for you to use in a totally different context.
OH: What do you think of your fucking..........sister?
Me: I don't have anything to do with them. And not for the past 30 years or so. So, what do I think of my sister? Not much and not often. And I know your agenda is to tell people that I think I'm my sister, but you know you're just spouting garbage. That guy (your phony shrink, probably) said years ago. "He hated his sister so much, half of him became her."
What stupidity. You are taking your sister's abuse on me from 1967 when she trained me to wear a dress and trying to make it into a lifestyle. You're an ass for doing that.
OH: I don't want you to say anything about...(snaps fingers) this.
Me: What "this." You are leading a sleeping person around and you know you're just doing more training that I don't want you to do. And when you say things like, "I'm going to get him committed if it's the last thing I do," I know your intentions are nothing but to do damage so shit about your relatives doesn't come out. You can read this blog and sue me if you want, but it seems like you and your relatives are more interested in harassing me.
Fatso: Perfect, Werner. Now we know who you ...(points finger at me) are.
Me: You have been bullshitting people about me for a long time. You and your relatives took your sister's "put him in a dress, get him drunk and parade him around in public" abuse and turning it into what you claim is a head problem when it's just your sister's way of keeping her victim abused.
Your red headed sister mentioned suicide. I'm not suicidal. You wake up that incident from McC's and claim it is proof. You gave me the gun. You terrorized me for many months before that, and you're the one who said, "Kill yourself? Why don't you kill..." Then you waited until I thought of KS.
You wanted me to get crazy and kill myself. And then you claim it's because of faggotry.
You're wrong and you know it. When you suggest that I kill someone, put a gun in my hand, and then parade that someone around in front of me while you're terrorizing me, what do you think is going to happen?
You got what you wanted. I shot at her and then I put the gun to my head. You got the imprint you wanted and nowadays you play it out to sucker the public into thinking what you want them to think.
X: See, he knows that/what....
Me: I've been writing this blog for three years now. You're too busy playing "multiple personalities" crap. I wouldn't play that stupid game. And who stole my Navy discharge papers?
OH: Play your fucking shit somewhere else.
Me: What's that supposed to mean? You just want me to think of anything so you play head games with a sleeping person. You're prompt, OH, was to think of music. Do you know how cruel you are to put ideas into sleeping people's heads? You are a criminal and should be in prison.
OH: (begins pantomiming)
Me: You are a coward. Even your pantomiming or writing things out for me to read is as bad as saying the crappy ideas you want to put in my head.
OH: (pantomimes "my life is more important than you are")
Me: I don't care about your life. I don't go near you. You and your relatives are the ones who start this "talk to him while he's sleeping" crap. I wouldn't go near you at all. I walk away from things that I don't like and I sure as hell don't like you.
Are you setting up trigger words to screw me up later? That should get you some charges filed against you. Easily. You think you can't be held accountable for what you're doing? Beating up on sleeping people and thinking you're justified in doing what your doing is just a little bit stupid on your part.
Man 1: Hey, Betty.
Me: Oh my, so X suckered her whole family in joining in on this harassment. Read my previous blog posts. Calling me woman's names does not make me think of being a broad. X is still playing her original 1967 abuse on me. You're pathetic people when that's all you can do. You really should cut out the "we're helping him" crap. You're not helping, you never had any intention of helping.
Reading your questions to me and getting the answers you want by pointing your finger at me is such a sham. You're dishonest and are misleading people. Have you ever lived an honest day in your life?
OH: You've got some nerve.
Me: So you want me to think you're KS. I got a lot of nerve, but all you have is turning yourself into a criminal to get what you want. KS showed me how your kind create phony conversations. "Here's how it goes," she said, "Werner," then she made a colon with her fingers in front of my face, which means it was my turn to say what she and others wrote out.
How crazy did you get when you found out that KS and the people who were talking to me while I was sleeping at home found out that I remembered everything about X. Didn't she interfere, again, without being asked?
You know the words to are saying or writing to me come up later on when I'm awake. You know you are creating problems for me later on when I'm awake. You should stop. You are deliberately and with malice inflicting physical, emotional, and mental distress on me. And now that you are informed, in no uncertain terms, you should stop what you're doing.
Stupid Asses: Get your fucking name off of there.
Me: No. You should stop violating my civil rights. No one harasses me but you people. The Navy isn't after me, as you once tried to make me believe. You're the only people who play head games and harass me. Pretending to be other people and hoping that I go off on people in public isn't going to work.
And adding stupid, contradictory thoughts onto and into what I say makes you people look so petty. Hoping that someone kills themselves to keep your shit covered up is really insane on your part. Like you crazies said, "You'll never be complete until you try to kill yourself for real," is plain nuts on your part.
Remember when someone dragged me over to your house, OH, and I woke up when someone said, "You don't smoke when you're like this." I assumed she was talking about sleeping and I assumed she was talking about pot. Then I said, "It would be horrible to be a drug dealer now. Everything can be a bug. I could have a little camera in this button." And OH started yelling, get him out of here. Get him out of here." Ha Ha.
Remember when Fatso asked me, "What is the worst thing that could happen to you?" And I thought, "Dragging some (newspaper) customer into this crap." And then you got that woman, ME, to call me gay and shit. Then, when you started a conversation and had X on the line just waiting to interfere, and ME said, "Isn't this Mrs. ______" and she said X's name. X went crazy. "Fuck her up. FUCK HER UUUUPPP!!!!" I laughed so hard. Shows you how stupid X is. Just fuck up everyone she wants fucked up whether they have anything to do with her or not.
Some stupid person: Just for safety.
Me: How can you claim to be in danger from someone you control? You want to claim that you and your crowd made yourselves into negative hallucinations to me for safety's sake? You lie. You did that so you can come around, do your idiotic stuff like putting me on the phone to people I don't even want to talk about, and then be gone before I even know you've been around.
You should stop your "programming" with "words to associate with later," OH. And I don't need you to tell me what to eat, when to eat, how to do my job, when to sleep, when to do anything. You are violating my civil rights. If you have something to say, don't be the cowards that you are now by trying to masquerade as other people and beat up on sleeping victims.
I'm not going to waste my time listening to your crap (are you prompting a thought of suicide, OH?). It's about time people read what I have to say since you liars want to scam people into thinking what you want them to think. Nobody has to listen to you when they can read it online written by me, Werner Karl Dieter Stoebermann.
OH: We will make you suicidal, man, we will make you suicidal.
Me: And when people read this, they'll know what and how you "wake it up." Fuck off, X.
Werner K Stoebermann Werner Karl Stoebermann
I don't want to have a damn thing to do with those people. That's basically how those assholes start shit. There were 17 page views for yesterday on my blog stats. Looks like someone reading this.
Friday, January 17, 2014
January 17, 2014
January 17, 2014 10:20 am EDT
Nothing new in real life lately. Had a lot of trouble with the car since the end of November. Two corroded tail light sockets, two flat tires, replaced an almost dead battery when the temperature went down to -11 degrees, both rear brake lines rusted through at the same time, a dead headlight, and a dead front turn signal light.
X the rapist and her criminal relatives, especially her sister, OH, are still at their same crap of giving me night/daymares. Still don't know who is stupid enough to let them harass me, but it's time to tell people to read this blog so they don't get suckered into what X and her accomplices call "help."
They are crazy. They set up problems, then they "wake them up" and then act like they are helping. And it all revolves around queers. "Everydeeng will go avay ven you say you are the faggot." X is a rapist, and that is the point. She uses the training she started with wearing a dress when I was in the first grade and thinks that kind of harassment will work over and over.
They still make me repeat what they say and claim that it is what I want to say. They still make me read their "fill in the blank" statements with their ideas and crap so it sounds like what I'm reading is my idea. And they still take any thought of mine and turn it into answers to their asshole questions about queers, and I'm not even thinking about anything that has to with that topic.
And they still keep calling me other people's names and as soon as I make a comment, they claim that I think that I am that person. Especially my sister G's name. It is part of X's harassment from 1967 when she and my mom went out to buy a dress for my sister and when they came home, X started in with "You want her dress. I know you do. Yes, you want it. But you can't have it until you say what we told you to say..." and on and on (see previous post about the first grade).
So, X has this fantasy that I am some kind of split personality and X is training the "woman" and calls it my sister's name because X claims that I was soooo jealous of my sister. Wrong. It's X's training on her rape victim (me, 1969, after several more abuse episodes from X) so X can get away with having me, her rape victim, looking incompetent. Too bad for X but there are plenty of witnesses to everything that's in this blog.
Her sister OH is nuts, to put it mildly. She's the one whose son got a dose of my...help, shall we say (see previous post). OH sold out to X when she didn't do anything about it but give in to X so X can have another round of harassing her rape victim. OH is just taking it out on me 43 years later. It seems like she's in charge of pushing X's queer agenda on me.
Who would want to have their rapist and her family run their life? Not me. I haven't had anything to do with them since the early '70s. I don't know who takes me over to X's house, but it is someone who is just as criminal as they are and it's just so they can get their way, to make it look like they are "helping." They aren't helping, they are threatening, damaging people who never had to answer for the beatings, rape, and abuse that they put their children (and other people's children) through.
I keep saying that I don't want to have anything to do with them. I stick to the point that X is just a vulture, a vulture waiting for someone to mention her name so she can swoop down on her victim and do her damage. So much crap comes from those people. They want it to look like I go over there to get German lessons. I don't want German lessons, don't need German lessons. I gave up reading anything German because it reminded me of that bitch X.
*OH just said, "Think (German word for queer)." Telling me to "Think _____" is supposed to get me to associate what they are talking about with the subject they suggest when they say "think...." And some guy said "associate," which happens later and I hear a word on TV or radio or whatever and their thought comes through. They are prompts designed to fuck up my day when they aren't around. Like the word "study" that I mentioned months ago. When I heard that word on the radio while working, some guy mentioned the word study on the radio, and I immediately heard OH's voice say, "I wish that I could study magic in college." Really? I'm not into magic. That guy just said mentioned KS and I guess he's hoping that I blame her for the prompt. He also said just now, "I'll be back," and I heard him say to someone else, "...suicide." He's just setting someone up, duping someone into believing that I'm suicidal. I'm not.*
Anyway, that reminds of the times recently when I'm just telling them off and OH starts some crap that I should "calm down" when I'm not even upset. But she'll claim that *she must have mentioned the word technology because someone on the TV said that word just know and I heard OH's voice. I also heard her mention my sister T's name.* But OH makes claims that I'm upset when I'm not so she can get some doctor or something or some excuse to give me any drugs they're giving me. These people are criminals and I wouldn't put it past them to give me God knows what.
They like to prompt the word "jealousy" also. I remember when I woke up the second time after they killed my nephew and I said, "Good. Now I'm number one." But it was in my sister G's "voice" for lack of a better description. X has this idiotic scenario that I killed my nephew because someone was going to say that I'm a queer. What crap. Fat-faced woman, some voice that day said it was CF, X's daughter, killed him. I know what I heard, I know what I saw. And all their idiotic scenarios they dream up make no sense at all.
X and her relatives killed because I was telling KS about that rapist X. X is that crazy, and they wouldn't have done it until they had a scapegoat for it. The pot sellers back then definitely knew about X because I heard them laughing about her when I was half awake/half asleep over at their house. And they probably knew everything, or most of anything important in my life, because I was there every week for at least four years. X still tries to blame them, but they wouldn't need to do anything like killing baby, they knew enough cops and sheriffs.
Only X has the reason, the opportunity and access to me, and the accomplices to carry out all this harassment that is supposed to be "all in my head." How stupid can she be to think that killing a child is going to keep anyone quiet? That's the time to say something. In the forums, some people say that their voices are helpful, and they guide them. I say that is nonsense.
Back in 1985, I was supposed to say that if my parents bought the lot next door, that my nephew would die. She's maybe so dumb to think that it was supposed to be considered a "prediction from the voices." I didn't have any voices then, relatives and their idiotic friends were talking to me while I was sleeping at home. So the "take the lot, you'll need a plot" was supposed to be a "prediction" or a "see what you get when you talk about X," (What I heard someone say to me three days before, and they were reading to me, was exactly, "Take the lot and you'll need a plot. 'It' will never learn how to talk. Now wake up, W.").
They don't "predict" things. They are threats veiled with the word "prediction." About a year ago, it was some crap going on that I was at AN's houses and all those assholes were coming in and out of the house. And someone said, "What is she doing?" and was referring to my sister (or KS) who was sitting at the dining room table with cards. At first, I thought she was playing solitaire, but with their context of spirits and psychics, I said, thinking they were tarot cards, "She's predicting the future that she will cause to happen." Like "take the lot, you'll need a plot." No prediction there. It was something they caused to happen, they did it themselves.
If the voices predict something and it happens, down to the hour of prediction, it's a job for the police, not for psychics or spirits or such jackassery.
X loves blaming any problems on anything or anyone she can think of. "Oh, he hit his head in a bike crash, and ever since then he's been blah blah blah." "Oh, ever since his nephew died he has been so crazy blah blah blah." I mentioned to them that it is just too pat, too weird that X would know so much about me, someone who doesn't talk to her and really never could stand her, and, even more, that she would have an explanation about what every single event affected me and blah blah blah. I never discussed anything important about me or anything with that stupid twat.
They are violating my civil rights to get things out of me, and then they come up with nonsense explanations they spread around, and then violate my civil rights again when they take what I say and put it in whatever context they need. I do not like them, I want nothing to do with them. They are harassing me, but with their editing they pass off everything as innocent conversations.
X and her goons say I should go to a psychiatrist. For what? So they can control what happens, what is talked about? They have been stalking me where I work, at what stores I go to, who I know (but haven't known anyone in the past 20 years, thankfully). What would stop them from interfering with any analysis? They just want the crap they load me up with to be the topics, and of course, it never includes X and her goons. She's noticeably missing from all these events in my life.
She's most likely making herself out to be some self glorified savior. She has delusions of grandeur. I heard her say a few years ago that we (sisters and I, I'm guessing) just always ran to her for advice and help. What crap. Never asked her for anything in my entire life. I avoid people, things and places I do not like.
Anything I have to say is here in this blog. Any psychiatrist can read it. Here is the only place where I put anything that I have to say. Here is the only place where anyone can get anything that is really happening, without their cover stories and lies and red herrings they use on people to dupe them and harass me.
They keep wanting me to sign papers that I don't even know what's on those papers. I don't sign any papers. If they have anything with my signature on it, it's a fraud. If they are claiming things that they say comes from me, it's a fraud. I don't even know that I've been there until it's over with. That's their tactic. They claim I'm someone else or claim that I think I'm someone else. I'm one person that they manipulate. They should be arrested for doing what they are doing.
They claim that they have my "permission" to do things to me. They don't. They set it up long ago, as far back as 1967, to control people with abuse. They claim they have permission and stories from me. They don't. They take from people and twist things to glorify themselves. They claim they are "trying to smoke him out," that they are the only ones who know who is "speaking." It's their stories and lies they get.
They claim that they are "helping" to overcome "issues." They aren't. They are causing problems every time. Deliberately and with malice on behalf of X, and under her direction.
Ironically, they call me incompetent, so incompetent that I can't even be "trusted" (their word) to tell my own life story, and they claim they get my permission. How in the hell stupid are they that they claim to have permission from someone they call incompetent? If they think that I'm incompetent, then why would they try to do anything except to cover their own asses? Who in their right mind would harass and abuse an incompetent person and think that they can get away with it?
*Someone on TV just now said, "take a look." And I heard that guy's voice again. I guess they want me to think about them all day.*
Their harassment only makes it certain that I will tell on them. I call them Nazis and they get pissed. If they act like Nazis, and they do, then I'll call them Nazis. They probably take that as a compliment.
*They want me to think that I want them to do those rotten things they do to me so I have something to write about. What trash. Like someone said to me years ago, in real life no less, "X is just white trash who will get what's coming to her."*
Nothing new in real life lately. Had a lot of trouble with the car since the end of November. Two corroded tail light sockets, two flat tires, replaced an almost dead battery when the temperature went down to -11 degrees, both rear brake lines rusted through at the same time, a dead headlight, and a dead front turn signal light.
X the rapist and her criminal relatives, especially her sister, OH, are still at their same crap of giving me night/daymares. Still don't know who is stupid enough to let them harass me, but it's time to tell people to read this blog so they don't get suckered into what X and her accomplices call "help."
They are crazy. They set up problems, then they "wake them up" and then act like they are helping. And it all revolves around queers. "Everydeeng will go avay ven you say you are the faggot." X is a rapist, and that is the point. She uses the training she started with wearing a dress when I was in the first grade and thinks that kind of harassment will work over and over.
They still make me repeat what they say and claim that it is what I want to say. They still make me read their "fill in the blank" statements with their ideas and crap so it sounds like what I'm reading is my idea. And they still take any thought of mine and turn it into answers to their asshole questions about queers, and I'm not even thinking about anything that has to with that topic.
And they still keep calling me other people's names and as soon as I make a comment, they claim that I think that I am that person. Especially my sister G's name. It is part of X's harassment from 1967 when she and my mom went out to buy a dress for my sister and when they came home, X started in with "You want her dress. I know you do. Yes, you want it. But you can't have it until you say what we told you to say..." and on and on (see previous post about the first grade).
So, X has this fantasy that I am some kind of split personality and X is training the "woman" and calls it my sister's name because X claims that I was soooo jealous of my sister. Wrong. It's X's training on her rape victim (me, 1969, after several more abuse episodes from X) so X can get away with having me, her rape victim, looking incompetent. Too bad for X but there are plenty of witnesses to everything that's in this blog.
Her sister OH is nuts, to put it mildly. She's the one whose son got a dose of my...help, shall we say (see previous post). OH sold out to X when she didn't do anything about it but give in to X so X can have another round of harassing her rape victim. OH is just taking it out on me 43 years later. It seems like she's in charge of pushing X's queer agenda on me.
Who would want to have their rapist and her family run their life? Not me. I haven't had anything to do with them since the early '70s. I don't know who takes me over to X's house, but it is someone who is just as criminal as they are and it's just so they can get their way, to make it look like they are "helping." They aren't helping, they are threatening, damaging people who never had to answer for the beatings, rape, and abuse that they put their children (and other people's children) through.
I keep saying that I don't want to have anything to do with them. I stick to the point that X is just a vulture, a vulture waiting for someone to mention her name so she can swoop down on her victim and do her damage. So much crap comes from those people. They want it to look like I go over there to get German lessons. I don't want German lessons, don't need German lessons. I gave up reading anything German because it reminded me of that bitch X.
*OH just said, "Think (German word for queer)." Telling me to "Think _____" is supposed to get me to associate what they are talking about with the subject they suggest when they say "think...." And some guy said "associate," which happens later and I hear a word on TV or radio or whatever and their thought comes through. They are prompts designed to fuck up my day when they aren't around. Like the word "study" that I mentioned months ago. When I heard that word on the radio while working, some guy mentioned the word study on the radio, and I immediately heard OH's voice say, "I wish that I could study magic in college." Really? I'm not into magic. That guy just said mentioned KS and I guess he's hoping that I blame her for the prompt. He also said just now, "I'll be back," and I heard him say to someone else, "...suicide." He's just setting someone up, duping someone into believing that I'm suicidal. I'm not.*
Anyway, that reminds of the times recently when I'm just telling them off and OH starts some crap that I should "calm down" when I'm not even upset. But she'll claim that *she must have mentioned the word technology because someone on the TV said that word just know and I heard OH's voice. I also heard her mention my sister T's name.* But OH makes claims that I'm upset when I'm not so she can get some doctor or something or some excuse to give me any drugs they're giving me. These people are criminals and I wouldn't put it past them to give me God knows what.
They like to prompt the word "jealousy" also. I remember when I woke up the second time after they killed my nephew and I said, "Good. Now I'm number one." But it was in my sister G's "voice" for lack of a better description. X has this idiotic scenario that I killed my nephew because someone was going to say that I'm a queer. What crap. Fat-faced woman, some voice that day said it was CF, X's daughter, killed him. I know what I heard, I know what I saw. And all their idiotic scenarios they dream up make no sense at all.
X and her relatives killed because I was telling KS about that rapist X. X is that crazy, and they wouldn't have done it until they had a scapegoat for it. The pot sellers back then definitely knew about X because I heard them laughing about her when I was half awake/half asleep over at their house. And they probably knew everything, or most of anything important in my life, because I was there every week for at least four years. X still tries to blame them, but they wouldn't need to do anything like killing baby, they knew enough cops and sheriffs.
Only X has the reason, the opportunity and access to me, and the accomplices to carry out all this harassment that is supposed to be "all in my head." How stupid can she be to think that killing a child is going to keep anyone quiet? That's the time to say something. In the forums, some people say that their voices are helpful, and they guide them. I say that is nonsense.
Back in 1985, I was supposed to say that if my parents bought the lot next door, that my nephew would die. She's maybe so dumb to think that it was supposed to be considered a "prediction from the voices." I didn't have any voices then, relatives and their idiotic friends were talking to me while I was sleeping at home. So the "take the lot, you'll need a plot" was supposed to be a "prediction" or a "see what you get when you talk about X," (What I heard someone say to me three days before, and they were reading to me, was exactly, "Take the lot and you'll need a plot. 'It' will never learn how to talk. Now wake up, W.").
They don't "predict" things. They are threats veiled with the word "prediction." About a year ago, it was some crap going on that I was at AN's houses and all those assholes were coming in and out of the house. And someone said, "What is she doing?" and was referring to my sister (or KS) who was sitting at the dining room table with cards. At first, I thought she was playing solitaire, but with their context of spirits and psychics, I said, thinking they were tarot cards, "She's predicting the future that she will cause to happen." Like "take the lot, you'll need a plot." No prediction there. It was something they caused to happen, they did it themselves.
If the voices predict something and it happens, down to the hour of prediction, it's a job for the police, not for psychics or spirits or such jackassery.
X loves blaming any problems on anything or anyone she can think of. "Oh, he hit his head in a bike crash, and ever since then he's been blah blah blah." "Oh, ever since his nephew died he has been so crazy blah blah blah." I mentioned to them that it is just too pat, too weird that X would know so much about me, someone who doesn't talk to her and really never could stand her, and, even more, that she would have an explanation about what every single event affected me and blah blah blah. I never discussed anything important about me or anything with that stupid twat.
They are violating my civil rights to get things out of me, and then they come up with nonsense explanations they spread around, and then violate my civil rights again when they take what I say and put it in whatever context they need. I do not like them, I want nothing to do with them. They are harassing me, but with their editing they pass off everything as innocent conversations.
X and her goons say I should go to a psychiatrist. For what? So they can control what happens, what is talked about? They have been stalking me where I work, at what stores I go to, who I know (but haven't known anyone in the past 20 years, thankfully). What would stop them from interfering with any analysis? They just want the crap they load me up with to be the topics, and of course, it never includes X and her goons. She's noticeably missing from all these events in my life.
She's most likely making herself out to be some self glorified savior. She has delusions of grandeur. I heard her say a few years ago that we (sisters and I, I'm guessing) just always ran to her for advice and help. What crap. Never asked her for anything in my entire life. I avoid people, things and places I do not like.
Anything I have to say is here in this blog. Any psychiatrist can read it. Here is the only place where I put anything that I have to say. Here is the only place where anyone can get anything that is really happening, without their cover stories and lies and red herrings they use on people to dupe them and harass me.
They keep wanting me to sign papers that I don't even know what's on those papers. I don't sign any papers. If they have anything with my signature on it, it's a fraud. If they are claiming things that they say comes from me, it's a fraud. I don't even know that I've been there until it's over with. That's their tactic. They claim I'm someone else or claim that I think I'm someone else. I'm one person that they manipulate. They should be arrested for doing what they are doing.
They claim that they have my "permission" to do things to me. They don't. They set it up long ago, as far back as 1967, to control people with abuse. They claim they have permission and stories from me. They don't. They take from people and twist things to glorify themselves. They claim they are "trying to smoke him out," that they are the only ones who know who is "speaking." It's their stories and lies they get.
They claim that they are "helping" to overcome "issues." They aren't. They are causing problems every time. Deliberately and with malice on behalf of X, and under her direction.
Ironically, they call me incompetent, so incompetent that I can't even be "trusted" (their word) to tell my own life story, and they claim they get my permission. How in the hell stupid are they that they claim to have permission from someone they call incompetent? If they think that I'm incompetent, then why would they try to do anything except to cover their own asses? Who in their right mind would harass and abuse an incompetent person and think that they can get away with it?
*Someone on TV just now said, "take a look." And I heard that guy's voice again. I guess they want me to think about them all day.*
Their harassment only makes it certain that I will tell on them. I call them Nazis and they get pissed. If they act like Nazis, and they do, then I'll call them Nazis. They probably take that as a compliment.
*They want me to think that I want them to do those rotten things they do to me so I have something to write about. What trash. Like someone said to me years ago, in real life no less, "X is just white trash who will get what's coming to her."*
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