Beach Drama 3/03/15

Today as I started my walk at the beach I noticed a young female perp waiting to mimic me. If you exercise at all in your home, the perps like to mimic that a lot. Lunges, stretches, squats, yoga, you name it. This particular little demon was sent to do squats only, the yoga kind which I do with some frequency. As I passed her I mimicked her a couple of times and made a some rude gestures into the wind. I made no direct contact with her. Well she noticed and immediately started calling out to me. “Do you have a problem?” “Do you have a problem?” When I didn’t respond she chased after me and kept asking the same question. I took out my cell phone and turned the camera on and she immediately ran away, turning her face away from the camera. I’ll admit I was acting out in response to a trigger and I was a jerk but I did not A.) Threaten her in any way. B.) Make any direct contact with her, or C.) Violate her civil liberties in any way. Yet I had a feeling she was going to make trouble for me.

As I continued walking South, the Encinitas Lifeguard approaches in his shiny red pickup truck about 25 minutes later. He passes me driving North and pulls over and stops at the far side of the beach right after passing me. About 13 minutes later he passes me again as I walk back North. Again he passes me from the opposite direction driving South. This time he gets closer to me near the water and U-turns immediately after passing me, like he is casing me out. For the next 15-20 minutes he drives slowly ahead of me and paces me about 1/4- 1 mile ahead of me, making frequent stops to talk to people on the beach. He then vanished.

As I near the end of my walk, 3 Carlsbad police men on foot suddenly appear in front of me on the beach (officers Riggin #5205, Zavala #5297, Develasco #5301). They synced exiting onto the beach from the parking lot as I approached the path. I was about 1/4 mile from my car. This was over an hour from the time the “incident” occurred where the female perp followed me. The lifeguard tipped these guys off and they sat there and waited for me to loop back. I was on my cell phone and continued walking past them, I thought they were firemen. As I passed one of them angrily yelled “Ma’am!” “Ma’am, can we talk to you?” And that oh fuck, here we go again feeling comes rushing back. I approached them and they asked me if I had an issue with a female runner earlier on the beach. I told them I was on the phone the whole time I was walking, I did not have an issue with anyone.

They seemed excited about something and I am sure they got a very exaggerated report from this twat. And when I think back she actually looks like a perp who used to live in my building last year who was a big trouble maker. She also harassed the woman who lived above her by shadowing her around with a parabolic microphone all day. When she lived here she reported me to the Sheriff one day for using my car as a weapon and calling her a whore. When the deputies arrived I told them the truth: When she saw me coming down the street that day I saw her run into my driveway. I did not see her again until after I entered the driveway. She was standing in a blind spot on the far right side with her dog, attempting to block my path while I tried to park in my assigned spot, the same fucking way I do every time I come home. And I have a potty mouth BFD! That’s not illegal last time I checked. I would not be surprised if this is the same girl because my neighbors stalk me a lot around the community. Gangstalking is the narcissist’s wet dream come true. They finally found a way to make the world actually revolve around them and fit them instead of having to grow up.

Anyway, these cops at the beach questioned me for a few minutes and let me go after running my license. Where do you live? Where do you work? How long have you lived here? Why do have a day off on Tuesday? How far do you walk here? Why do you start your walk in carlsbad if you live in Encinitas? Are you under the care of a psychiatric doctor? Do you have a mental illness? I kept my composure. I was alone there and not going to put up a fight. But it does bug me, a lot.

I’ve walked regularly on this beach for over 12 years now. I do not speak to the lifeguards that often, but anyone who has been working there for a while would recognize me. I also help them out by picking up litter and alerting them to marine and wildlife in need of rescues. There have been a couple of troublesome people I reported to them, but I never felt like the police needed to get involved. I have seen the lifeguards more over the past 2.5 years than I have in the previous 10 years combined.

This same lifeguard passed me 3 times today, all 3 times I was on my phone. If there was an “issue”, why didn’t he just ask me about it? I am a white female, 140#, unarmed. Are you telling me they can’t handle that? Instead they escalated the situation and called the police. Likely in hopes that I would get another 5150 or get killed. This lifeguard never approached me for the same reason my coworkers never asked me to leave my office the day they mobbed me in 2012. They had no right to ask me to leave because I wasn’t doing anything wrong. This lifeguard had no right to question me either because he knew the whole story was utter BS. I always feel shattered after these encounters and they know it because of the chronic PTSD.

Being a TI is like having a Federal dick up your ass 24/7. It is complete annihilation of your dignity, freedom, rights, happiness, confidence, trust, sexuality, sense of security and reality. It’s like having a choke collar around your brain that is constantly being yanked for no reason other than the person on the other end of it is a demonic cunt. And you can’t dare react in a negative way or it just gets yanked harder.

By the way if you look closely at the picture of the cops on the beach, you see a civilian male standing at the parking lot entrance directly behind them. I think this guy signaled them when they were waiting for me in the parking lot. He followed me all the way to my car and pulled some more theater on the beach with 2 other men before I left.

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The Perp Media Spin

I do not have a violent bone in my body. But if I ever did pull an Aaron Alexis or Miriam Carey, I have a pretty good idea of what people will say about me after I am arrested or killed. This includes family, friends, coworkers, neighbors, law enforcement, attorneys, and therapists.

Neighbors:

“She was a loner. I rarely saw anyone visiting. She worked from home and rarely left her home.”

“She had a breakdown just over a year ago, we called the Sheriff’s dept. multiple times. Her family was very concerned about her.”

“She was very quiet and kept to herself. After her “breakdown” she became less friendly and irritable and rarely spoke to anyone. She started taking pictures and videos of us which upset some neighbors.”

“She became a habitual complainer, filing complaints with the HOA, Sheriff dept., and the city staff regarding increased traffic and loud vehicles on our street/property and noise/harassment/stalking by neighbors.”

“She vandalized a neighbor’s door just because his dog barked too loudly at her.”

Interpretation: “We’re so innocent and sweet. It’s all her own fault. We tried our best to help her. We never did anything to antagonize or provoke her. She was mentally ill and in denial of her illness.”

Coworkers:

“She had a severe breakdown at work last summer. She did not recognize some of us. We called the police. She was acting paranoid and delusional.  She did not think they were real cops and tried to injure herself when they detained her.”

“She filed grievances about increased noise inside the call center, disparate treatment by supervisors and coworkers, being singled out for harassment and that we filed a false police report on her.”

“I used to be friendly with her, we hung out socially outside of work. Since her breakdown at work she would no longer speak to me.”

Interpretation: “We’re so sweet and innocent. She’s one of our best employees. We did what we could to help, we didn’t do anything wrong, it was the police dept.’s fault she had a panic reaction. We didn’t to anything to antagonize or provoke her.”

Family/Friends:

“She had a breakdown. She said cars with blacked out windows were following her around the city. That was she was being harassed and singled out at work and being followed around the community by groups of people on foot.”

“When we went to her home to help her she wouldn’t let us inside. She did not believe we were really her family. She said there was excessive/loud traffic on her street. We encouraged her inpatient psychiatrist to put her on Risperdal, extend her involuntary hold, and put her under a conservatorship for her “mental illness”. But our sister refused everything.”

“Since last summer she will not make any verbal,written, or face to face contact with us.”

Interpretation: “We’re so sweet and innocent. We tried to help. She was mentally ill and in denial of her diagnosis. This is all her own fault. We didn’t do anything to antagonize or provoke her.”

Law Enforcement:

Sheriff Dept.- “We made multiple visits to her home last summer and also a safety check on Christmas day. She had multiple complaints about loud vehicles and harassment from neighbors. We told her we don’t have gang stalking in our city.”

Police Dept.- “She did not think we were real police officers when we came to her work. Her coworkers were concerned about her. We were just doing our job when we detained her and cuffed her with excessive force at her desk that day (without actually witnessing her doing anything wrong). We had a right to do what we did.”

Interpretation: “We’re innocent. It was her own fault she didn’t cooperate with us.  She did this because she is mentally ill.”

Therapists:

“She was held involuntarily for 8 days last summer for having a breakdown at home that carried over into work.”

“She stated she was being gang stalked. We told her there is no evidence this problem really exists and it would not be feasible for this to happen anyway.”

“We researched the topic of gang stalking as she requested but all we could find is anecdotal information in blogs and on the internet.”

Interpretation: “We tried to help her but she was in denial of her mental illness/ delusional disorder. She was open to therapy but refused medications and did not agree with her diagnosis. We didn’t do anything wrong.”

Every single one of these people may as well have physically and violently raped me. I have never in my life experienced the extreme terror, anxiety, depression, suicidal thoughts, and PTSD this crime has caused me. Every single one of these people are guilty of menticide and conspiracy to murder. They are not innocent, they were not “doing the right thing”, they were not just “doing their jobs”/ business as usual. Every single one of these people was fully aware of the destruction they were causing. It’s not the first time they’ve done it and it won’t be the last. The fact that they are able to repeatedly hide these heinous crimes from the courts does not make them innocent. But no crime is perfect. The fact is I am still standing, I will never do anything violent, and I will work to expose these murderers until well after I am 6 feet under. F*CK each and every single one of you 🙂

The Asshole Apocalypse…A Day in the Life

8:30 am  Put items outside door to donate for a VVA pickup today. Every time I open the door and go outside a loud power tool comes on at the house across the street. There has been a remodeling project going on there for over 2 months now. Loud cars/ trucks/motorcycles/commercial vehicles continue to drive up and down my street periodically as they have done for the past 10 months. Continue to get occasional air harassment/direct overhead flights at home and out in the community (choppers/small planes).

9:30 am Walk up hill to laundry room. Loud voices coming from rooftop patio over laundry room- one them is a HOA board member. They push furniture around loudly across the floor while I am in the laudry room. A female neighbor comes in and uses the washers right next to mine even though there are 5-6 other washers to choose from. I move my detergent bottle out of her reach because they are always looking for an opportunity. Noise campaign, synchronized harassment, stalking harassment, crowding harassment.

10:15 am Leave for Sheriff’s station. Synchronized vehicle/stalking harassment (aka “car ballet”) in front of my home. Tan car pulls up and idles in the crosswalk right before I pull out. Another car pulls up and idles next to it. Large truck idling in intersection, backs into a parking spot on the street.

10:30 am Sheriff’s dept. to report another stolen cell phone. Blocking and stalking harassment inside the station. Gesture harassment by staff (pointing), color coordinated harassment- clothing. A man enters and paces back and forth continuously. Another one does coughing harassment.

11:00 am  FedEx store. Vehicle harassment in the parking lot by a car with “handicapped” plates (I aasume it’s a mental handicap). Blocking harassment by a perp inside the store (dressed in bright green) when I try to get help. Color coordinated harassment- clothing.

11:30 am CVS.

11:45 am Smart & Final. A group of firemen stand near the entrance as I approach. Its obvious there’s a skit planned. They enter ahead of me and disperse inside the store, passing me multiple times while I shop. Stalking harassment, first Responder harassment. Color coordinated harassment in the store as usual- clothing.

12:00 pm  Arrive home, landscapers blocking my parking spot with large pile of branches. They have also blocked my front steps with a large bundle of branches. A lot of dust and dirt in the air, causing me to cough. Cab pulls up and drops of a neighbor in front of his house. Stalking harassment, blocking harassment, synchronized harassment, environmental harassment. Have you noticed how everyone from the grocery bagger to the bike messenger to the landscaper, etc. wears the little bright green or yellow safety vests now?

1:00 pm Go to pickup laundry, large bundle of branches still blocking my stairs. A neighbor talks loudly on the phone out on her balcony as I exit the laundry room. When I return from the laundry room one of the HOA board members is standing at the bottom of my stairs. He lives on the other side of the complex. I have to walk in between him and the bundle to pass. He just stands there and looks at me for no reason and tries to engage me in conversation. If you act like you don’t want to talk to them (because you know they are involved in Cointelpro/ criminal conspiracy), they will use it against you later. “I said hello and she just walked right by me.” Stalking harassment, synchronized harassment, crowding harassment, blocking harassment.

3:30 pm Sounds from inside my ceiling while I am using my bathroom, sounds like a person moving around.

4:00 pm Sounds from inside by bedroom ceiling, same thing.

5:10 pm Sudden, loud crashing sound coming from the other side of my bedroom wall while resting in my bed. Came from the apt. below or next to me.

6:00 pm Walk to Italian class, noise/ vehicle harassment, gesture harassment/ mimicking harassment from drivers.

7:00 pm Italian class- gesture harassment (pointing), mimicking, color coordinated harassment (clothing). PDA. Woman sitting next to me continuosly twirling ankle and moving both legs up and down while we watch a video, anything to catch your eye and distract/annoy you.

8:45 pm Walk home from class. Mexican male walking on opposite side of the street starts coughing. He then crosses the street and starts walking directly towards me. He had a black hoodie pulled over his head. I did not like this at all and told him to get away from me. He did not speak English or acted like he didn’t. I said some other choice words to him and walked ahead.

9:20 pm  Arrive at home, neighbor from next building out in the parking lot taking things out of car, acting like she just arrived too. She has actually been synchronizing this for years when I come and go, I just realized this summer it is stalking harassment. She once followed to me a grocery store after 10pm, when I came out she was standing there with a petition for people to sign. There was no one else around. She said it was to protect our property from eminent domain. I am now wondering wtf I actually signed.

When you are a TI, be prepared to have multiple “inhuman” moments throughout the day. The reason for this is because the people who are abusing you are not human. They are not men. They are not women. Just as there are no laws yet to protect TI’s and bring perps to justice, there are no words yet to describe these beings. They are not animals, because that term is way too good for them. I don’t know the words to describe them yet. I have wasted a lot of time trying though. And after 10 months of trying I’m here to say please don’t waste a second of your time. THEY ARE JUST NOT WORTH IT. Change the channel, meditate, pray, go about your business, have faith, think positive/beautiful thoughts, and focus on activism, opposing, and exposing Organized Cointelpro style gang stalking.

I watched ‘The Talented Mr. Ripley’ last night and it’s so true that a fraud only gets away with things for so long. These people have tortured my Mom, my Dad, my sisters, brothers, nieces, nephews, cousins, and friends and they have absolutely no remorse or guilt about it. They actually get drunk/high off it. They work themselves up into a frenzy and masturbate to it while rabidly foaming at the mouth. The harassment becomes a compulsion and addiction, like a little child’s constant plea for attention. So when they continue to pass me in the produce aisle with their hands in their pockets and a smirk on their face, we know at least one word for them: insane.