10 am Leave for meditation class. One car exits my driveway right before me, another one right after me. A man in a white t-shirt stands half way up the driveway and watches me exit. A sheriff patrol car passes as I exit my neighborhood. A few blocks away, a strange looking yellow school bus w/ blacked out windows pulls out ahead of me. At the next intersection it leaves a huge plume of exhaust in it’s wake. Pass another police patrol car right after I exit the freeway.
1020 am Arrive at class. A woman stands in the middle of the sidewalk on her cellphone, blocking my path. A woman arrives late to class and sits on my left, repeatedly touching her face and nose. Another woman repeatedly touches her nose while talking during group discussion. When I leave class, 2 women walking a dog sync crossing the sidewalk as I pull up to the exit. One of them is dressed in a bright turquoise top.
1130 am “Now you see me/ now you don’t” routine w/ cyclist on the beach highway going North. Passes me once, disappears, then reappears at another intersection to pass me again. Passed by man dressed in a flourescent green helmet, t-shirt, knee socks, and shoes on a reclining bicylcle.
1145 am Go to my church office to donate canned food. Right after I park a church employee pulls up in a blue pickup and blocks my path to the door. A woman enters the office moments ahead of me. When I enter, she is asking about the food bank. I go back to my car to get the food and she syncs bringing food in from her car at the exact same time as me, cutting me off at the door. The church employee gets back in his truck and leaves right before me. It’s like they’re some kind of spring-activated puppets in a circus act.
1215 am Go to Home Depot to return an item. Huge SUV blocks the rear entrance to the parking lot, man syncs pulling out of a spot as I enter. Man at register blocks entrance to store with a cart that has 2 very long, thin pieces of wood laying on top of it, at least 20 feet long. Older male blocks my path around the wood by walking very slowly and actually stopping to inspect the wood. Noise harassment w/ loud carts rushing around me. Group of Mexican day laborers are standing next to my car when I go back to the lot. One stands right in front of the car with his cell phone as I get in my car.
1:00 pm Go to Lowe’s to return an item. Group of teens stand blocking the spot I usually park in. Right before I leave, SUV syncs pulling out in front of me. “Leading” is just as big of a part of stalking as “following”.
1:30 pm Go to Sprout’s market. Blocked by woman with full cart when entering the store, she synced her exit. Blocked in the produce section buying apples, blocked buying milk, blocked buying chocolate. Blocked at the registers. While waiting to checkout, an elderly woman comes up and asks the the cashier if the bagger can help her go “reach an item” and he leaves, slowing down the large order ahead of me and leaving me to bag my own items.
145 pm Return home. A woman sits in a silver crossover vehicle with her headlights on, parked on the curb opposite my driveway. As I pull up, someone else gets in their car that is parked in front of our front stairs. Perps frequently open the driver side door as I pass. I don’t know if they do this to all TI’s or just me because it is a major pet peeve. My parents are from Brooklyn, NY and taught me to never open a car door into traffic.
210 pm Go up to the laundry room, when I exit the laundry there is a car parked outside with an older man standing next to it with the rear passenger door opened.
245 pm: Go up to the laundry room, as soon as I enter our parking area, a large white van I don’t recognize starts up and backs out.
415 pm Go to the laundry room, when I get to the door a female neighbor is sitting next to it and immediately gets up and attempts to block my path by walking to her mailbox.
7:30 pm Go to yoga class. Sexual harassment from a female student at the end of class who lingers on her mat right by the exit with her left hand on her left breast. Stop for gas on the way home, passed by 3 Sheriff patrol cars on the way home, 2 w/ lights and sirens on speeding through an intersection right after I exit the gas station.
Continue to receive noise harassment on my street with loud cars/ trucks/motorcycles up and down my street and driveway at all hours. Power tools/hammering/ leaf blowers at random hours throughout the day. Frequent air harassment by craft flying/hovering directly over the neighborhood. Multiple vehicles entering/exiting my neighborhood the same time as me. Neighbors engaging in “same time” entry/ exit as me. Adjoining neighbors making stomping/ slamming/ hammering/pounding/banging sounds, shadowing me around home and synchronized bathroom use running fan/ water/ toilet/ shower. Sounds inside bedroom and bathroom ceilings.
I usually take 1-2 long vacations a year to visit my family on the East coast. The last time I did this was September 2011. For reasons mentioned in previous blog posts I am not in communication with any of my family right now and I will not be going back East for a very long time. I miss my Mom the most and doing the usual things we did on my visits. I eventually wanted to move back and take care of her, buy a home with her. I miss being able to call her. I am certain she died last July. On that night I was having an irregular heartbeat and suddenly felt lightheaded and short of breath like I needed to gasp. It was very intense. Right after that I felt a knocking/ tapping sensation under my left ribcage that lasted just under a minute. I had this exact same sensation in 2003, right after I found out my Father died. Only that time, I felt the tapping under my right ribcage. Someone died that night in July, I am certain it was my Mother. A couple of days later a “sibling” that was visiting spoke to another sibling on her cell phone in front of me. She repeated the phrase “sudden death” 2 or 3 times. She then turned to me and said they were talking about a round of golf. I think they were talking about someone who just died. And she sounded very happy about it. It is hard enough to lose a loved one. To not even have any acknowledgement of that loss by others or be able to pay proper respects and mourn that person is satanic torture.
You must be a member of the big box return crew. They were thick in my area after a major storm years ago. Might still be. One big black cat ripped my tire in front of one of these stores. He was driving a vehicle almost identical to a man who worked airport security for the federal marshals. I’d seen it before at another place -no longer in business- several months prior. No black man, though.
One of the stalkers made enough off the racket to get a truck bed painted to match his vehicle. Good job I suppose.
I am not a member of any “crew” and I have difficulty making sense of your comments.
I hope they keep leaving their door open on the driver’s side, maybe someone will bash into it. It will serve them right. It’s too bad about your mother. It’s unbelievable that our family goes along with this garbage. But there will be payback.
Hi Maura, just want to give you some feedback after I reflected more on your experience today, since we have gone through very similar experiences. In my case, my “Controller” controlled people to attack me constantly with loud noises, loud music, or small nuisances acts (like cutting me off, kicking my cart, etc.) in order to (1) condition me to violent temperament, hoping that I will get in fight and get arrested, and (2) to make me look crazy. In (2), a very particular trick was involved. My Controller would send one guy to purposely do some simple nuisance thing to me, letting me know that he was doing it on purpose to provoke me. Later, however, when ordinary people (who are not agents) happened to do the simple thing by coincidence, I would assume that the person was sent in by my Controller. But in fact, the person was not. By causing something to happen to me once and letting me know that it was orchestrated, my Controller could condition me to interpret similar, non-orchestrated acts by innocent people as also directed by Him. When I then accused these innocent people of “perpping” me, they would not know what I was talking about and thought I was crazy. That’s how my Controller makes me look crazy and paranoid to people. I don’t know if your perps ever try this on you, but you should keep in mind the possibility that they might deceive you to make you look crazy.
Yes, they do the same thing to me. After they flood you with perps doing specific acts of harassment, it becomes difficult to tell who is/ isn’t a perp. This is the mind control element because they want us to believe that everyone is a perp. This is a difficult thing to explain to non-victims but you have captured it very well. Good job with your videos. The one pant leg rolled up thing was interesting, I only saw that once.
Yes. The covert staging and random acts of harassment does say a lot about common adversaries who act with no regard for common decency. It has been years for me as a TI and I am still amazed that people participate in such mean spirited acts of hate against other human beings.
Dr. John Hall said people are getting “darker” and I think he is right. But I still have faith there are good people out there. In every political movement people span the spectrum from mild to extreme. I’m seeking out the “mild ones” if I have to deal with them at all.
Thanks for the notice about coast to coast. One day you should sit down & call your family members back east. Say hi, leave a message or text. It can be liberating.