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The Paranoia of Gang stalking! :D

“I’ve come to the conclusion that not a single one of these gang stalking shit bags is going to do a God damn thing! šŸ˜€ I think I’m actually untouchable in the UK… I’ve given them every chance possible to actually do something (some run away!)ā€¦ if I’m going to get whacked it’s going to be in Peru or somewhere”

BUT! Years of persistent gang stalking has made me quite paranoid… sometimes there’s been more reasonable explanations for strange things.

Last summer I got up one morning, and there where shit load of maggots out side my back door. Hundreds of them right outside my back door, nowhere else in the garden.
My first thought was “ONE OF THESE FUCKING WEIRDOS HAS TAKEN IT TOO FAR!”.
I washed the maggots away with boiling water, thought nothing more of it (suspecting it was gang stalking tactic)ā€¦ next morning I get up and there are THOUSANDS of maggots outside my back door, infestation right along the back of my house.
I AM FUCKING RAGING! Foaming at the mouth, thinking I’m going to have to kill someone… ā€¦ then a maggot drops on my head. I look up and their all dropping down from the guttering… turns out there was a dead decaying pigeon (racing pigeon) under the solar panels!

Another example is… for the past few months (six months?), there’s been a constant bleeping alarm being heard from my back garden (an actual bleeping alarm! :D). Not too loud, but persistent and annoying as shit! All hours of the day, morning till night, 24 hours a day… has not stopped! (known tactic deployed by gang stalkers).
Today, weather is nice, sat out the back… thought ‘fuck this’ and went to investigate. I thought I would be trekking for a mile or so, as it sounded distant… but no, it was one of the trailer park caravan mongs that back on to my back garden, only a few hundred yards away!
I assumed it was an empty caravan (considering a fecking alarm had been going off for MONTHS!)ā€¦ I looked in the recycle bin and it’s fresh… so I knocked on the door… NOT EXPECTING ANYONE TO BE IN!
David fucking Bellamy lookalike opens the door like…
“Yes? Can I help?”
“What the fuck do you mean can you help? You live here? You live here all the time?… what the fuck is that alarm?”
(THIS ALARM IS LOUD AS FUCK NOW HE’S GOT HIS CARAVAN DOOR OPEN!)
“Oh that’s my smoke alarm… I don’t know what’s wrong with it”
(I DID NOT KNOW WHAT TO SAY!)
“You live here, in this caravan… with that fucking alarm going off constantly?”
“Sorry? You’re going to have to repeat that”
(I KID YOU NOT!)
“You live here, in this caravan… with that fucking alarm going off constantly?…
You’re going to have to get someone round to look at it today pal… because I am not putting up with that for one moment longer!”
(WAIT FOR THIS!)
“oh I’ll just take the batteries out”
UNFUCKINGREAL!

I could have beaten the shit out of him right there and then… but this guy was like 70? :/

(I thought about it later, and I did actually get quite upset… the fact that someone lives like that… obviously he has no family or friends visiting him… none of his neighbours bothered to check on him, or see what it was… ā€¦ he’s obviously a baskets short of a full picnic)

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