October 10/16/15: San Pablo and Beaches Starbucks. I’m minding my own business when the baristas are saying “get lost” “get out of here” and other insults and slurs.
8:41: called a pervert by some guy in the back.
Feb 11th Abuse License Plates
Guy mocking me a in a mimicking fashion while I run.
Feb 22 abuse: Bought adulterated gum at 8 till late.
Feb 24th abuse: At the haircuttery. I have my haircut by a transexual named Chyma Scott. When I ask her if she’s a transexual she denies it.
As transexual at tropical smoothie if she’s a transexual and she ignores me.
Feb 25th abuse: Golfers driving up directly behind my window and having a yelling conversation.
Feb 28th abuse: Golfers playing in the rain. Yelling out.
1:20 Dad’s intentionally making a racket while I do my ngondro practice. Says he can hear me from the ground. I ask him to please stop, and he asks me to do the dishes. I say yes, but I do the dishes all the time. He asks me if it’s okay if I lose my dental insurance. I say it’s up to you. He says that I should get it every other year.
It’s evident to me now that dad is being completely annoying and contentious in order to justify druggings. When I asked him to validate an adobe update he said he wouldn’t download anything on his computer. He then cut the power to random parts of the house.
March 1st abuse: Golfers yelling pussy and fagot across the fairway. Talking about how hammered they are.
Casey asks if I would like to see Rose. Rose is sick with cancer, and I wouldn’t want abusive people to take advantage of her while she’s sick.
March 4th abuse: Linda and Bruce Reid come by. Dad is talking outside when Linda gives us cookies and tells us they may be dog treats. This is part of the your a dog abuse scheme. Dad offers to help Bruce with his feet, then Bruce says he has a Dr.’s appointment. This is a snub because dad’s a Doctor.
When I opened my blinds and windows today there’s a man perpendicular to my window on the green closest to the pavement bending over. This has happened exactly the same way before. The teller at REI was transexual and when I asked her she denied it.
March 5th abuse: Woken up again by people yelling outside my window, when I had earplugs on. Left house without adulterated BigRed gum. It should have been in the pocket of my bathrobe. 4:54. I’ve searched my car and room completely. Dad left as soon as I got back saying he had to have his haircut. He said it was going to pop up again and that he wanted me to say I was sorry when it did. I still have some gum up in my room. But I’m not certain if its the same set of drugged packs.
March 11th abuse: Today a younger transexual woman watched Tanya and I dance tonight.
March 12th notes: 10:30 at starbucks a bearded man sits down right next to me on the same side of the table within my personal space.
Man next to me feeling his crotch 10:40
11:36 Heather the mainenance girl is a transexual.
At the race pick up, there was a booth for bone marrow support. There was a transexual there.
Passed by multiple transexuals while running.
Also while I was running I passed a woman pushing a stroller with a lapdog in it.
March 16th notes: Cashier at Publix at the beach at around 9ish repeatedly calls me “buddy”
March 18th notes: Took half a 40mg pill of latuda. I slept until 8ish then went back to bed and slept again until 1:40 . It came out of a 40mg pack. This was taken from the day three tablet.
Overheating from the fourth round of ngondro. This has never happened before and is indicated as a side effect of Latuda. The dosage has been increased dramatically.
Transexual woman helping an elderly ms, transexual barrista at Starbucks.
March 25 notes: Harassment and stalking by the FBI has picked up since I left BUrak’s today. Transexual at the 8’till late tonight.
April 1st notes: Slept 12 hours today.
April 2nd notes: At 8:45 people are literally yelling outside my window. The medication I took last night had a numbing agent.
April 3rd notes: 1:10is people yelling right outside my window waking me up. 1:51 still belting out non-stop. Took a picture of them. At armos people saying psycho, and “go home” The same in starbucks afterwards.
April 5th abuse: Girl at SB saying I’m gay while I’m studying. Three guys also saying that I’m gay at starbucks as I’m leaving one of them says he loves me. Picture of the men speaking non-stop outside my window has been deleted off my system.
April 6th abuse: Hair stylist at supercuts call me a homo when I enter the store 6:15.
People loitering around my car in the lot at supercuts. 6:15
April 7th abuse: WHo made the decision where I’m only going to be able to rent from homosexuals in a homosexual part of town.
April 17 abuse: Golfers outside waking me up 4:00
April 24th abuse: Gram called me gay today while on the phone. Was probably coerced into doing so.
April 26th abuse: Two people behind me at DQ picking their noses at me.
April 29th abuse: I found the marked daxid pic was deleted from my phone. I took another pic of it.
May 1st abuse: WHile i'm meditating at the beach, people calling me a fag, freak, retard, and “go home”.
May 6th abuse: People in Starbucks saying go home Baristas calling me by name(not abuse but noteworthy) blond haired girl at Danceshack yelling out your gay from the other room.
May 8th abuse: Beaches Starbucks: Barista says you're gay, that's alright as I’m walking by to the bathroom. Guy on the street looking at me and grabbing his genitals while I was walking to the beach from the cafe.
Golfer driving by while I'm meditating calls me a bitch.
May 9nth abuse: 10:00 A.M. golfers speaking loudly outside my window.
May 10th abuse: Right as I get up a random number texts me saying, “good morning, how are you?”
May 11th abuse: At atlantic Starbucks I was told, “you’re dead” and “fuck you”
May 13th abuse: As I’m leaving Publix one of the baggers calls me a fag.
May 16th abuse: Barista and customers saying “get out of here” and “freak” 6:50 sb on A1A closer to jtb Someone saying “go home” while I’m studying.
Two people on bikes yelling go home.
May 19th abuse: At smashburger “good get out”, and “pervert”
At the yogurt shop I was served by a transexual with a child.
SB, “go home”
6:52 Starbucks”get out of here”
May 22nd abuse: People at starbucks saying get out of here. Continuing to say get out of here. Barista insulting this time taller redheaded woman.
Another “go home” THe baristas at this SB are unrepentantly verbally abusive.
“Your psycho” 6:57 by other patrons.
The young Turks put a up a video about D.A.R.E. while I’m working on a poem describing my drugging by the FBI which has the same title. They’re working at covering up torture….
Once again I ran into two evangelizers after being verbally abused at starbucks. They didn’t to seem to have a problem at all with the abuses.
May 24th abuse: At tacolu to pick up food and as I’m leaving someone says “go home”
May 25th abuse: at sb, “psycho”, “pervert”
8:33 “psycho”
8:55 “go home”
May 26th abuse: SB “you're gay”, “Go home” more “go home” 7:00 loser, fagot
May 28th abuse: At Panera by Target, people walking by saying “idiot”
May 31st abuse: At the beach 5:21 “there’s psycho”
June 2nd abuse: 7:17 at SB being called a “psycho” on through to 7:25 “psycho” peppered in here and there. “stupid”
June 5th abuse: EFveryone says “get out of here” the whole store empties out except one person. 9:20
9:50 all the women except for the baristas leave the room. Baristas saying “your gay” and “he’s about to explode”
June 11th abuse: Baristas at the SB on hodges say “psychopath” “get out of here” Same at trader Joes earlier today.
June 16th abuse: Golfers yelling outside my house while I’m asleep.
June 17th: abuse starbucks on 10th and A1A, “go away” Girls across the way at SB saying “psycho” @ 6:28. The abuse at starbucks was constant. Always when I’m listening with my headphones on.
June 18th abuse: I went to my appointment with Tanya yesterday and she seemed upset. She also looked a little high. I asked her if she was alright and she didn’t respond… I think she was upset by the people around her.
June 24th abuse: Golfers yelling while I’m meditating. People saying psycho while I’m in the library.
June 25th abuse: Southside and Deerwood starbucks barista says, “your gay”
June 27th abuse: Baristas saying get out of here. At the Southside and Gate SB. Psycho, pervert and the like. Your gay as well.
June 29th abuse: At sb “your a homo”
June 30th abuse: 7:30 golfers come to my window and yell to each other in front of it. At starbucks on Southside and Baymeadows, patrons saying “psycho” and “fag”
8:10 SB at Atlantic and Hodges people next to me say “get out” “freak” and “homo” the people next to me say, “get out” “freak” and “homo” the people directly across say “homo”
8:40 the people at the table next to me have switched to “homo”
8:52: “fag”
9:19: guy comes in and rants about mircrosoft being unamerican.
July 3rd abuse: Golfers outside house shouting wake me up. Trying ot get some sleep but interrupted.
July 4th abuse: As I was meditating Flip at 4079 two houses down is hosting kids at a pool party, they’re throwing out insults like pervert and homo. I go over to meet him and he says to “go away” as I’m walking up to him. I tell him my name, ask him his and let him know I’m two doors down if he needs anything. The kids insult me as I walk back.
At SB I asked the barista at 7:06 named Lisa if anyone had asked her to insult me. She said that wasn’t the case. I introduced myself to LIsa formally after that. She then came by and asked me if she said anything that insulted me. I said she shouldn’t worry about it. She said she was sorry if that's the case and I said no problem and there was no need to worry. She asked if saying happy 4th had upset me and I told her that wasn’t the case.
9:20: at daily’s next to house asked the clerks Cedar and Dave if anyone asked them to insult me. Dave said no and asked if I felt insulted, I told him that’s not what I said. I thanked him and went along. Cedar then came back and asked if I felt insulted. I told him not to worry about it.
July 6th abuse: 8:07 when I asked a couple sitting acrosss from me if they were asked to insult me they left before answering. They has said things like “pervert” “homo” and “your gay” Same thing from the baristas.
9:56: At SB employee Same Hunt when asked if anyone asked him to insult me said MAYBE, then no.
July 7th abuse: At the post office to pick up a package. Its 2:41: Laticia says pervert. I ask her if anyone assked her to say anything abusive to me and she denied it. I asked her if she’d be willing to tell that to a lawyer and she didn’t answer.
At the beach I was insulted by a group on my left and right. I asked them obth if anyone asked them to insult meand both said no. The second one became confrontational when I asked him to quit insulting me. I stepped back and told him I wasn’t angry, but that I’d been harassed constantly. I asked him if I could get a photo of him and his wife who were both insulting me. He said it was a public place. He then took a picture of me. At the dance shack when I walked in with lemonade Tanya said “your so gay” in front of everyone. Eddie, the transexual girl, and another desk girl were all in a huddle when she said it when I walked in. I asked her and she denied it. SHe said that if she was going to insult me she wouldn’t do it to my face.
Later while we were dancing she said “quick queer slow” during the quick quick slow beat of a song. When I asked her she denied it. Brittani walked in while we were dancing. I mentioned something about the cucarachas o her and she called me gay. When asked her about it she didn't respond. I asked Tanya if she didn’t want me to come back, and she said it was alright. I figured she would be upset when I asked her if she called me gay.
10:27: the group directly in front of me was hu
July 8th abuse: While at community first I asked Lorena Wojnarosyki if anyone told her to harass me, she denied it. I managed to talk to an attorney form Harrel and Harrel, he said that the only thing he could do was recommend I go to the police or hire a private investigator. The last time I spoke with the police about being drugged they shrugged off my complaints.
June 15th abuse: Someone calls my dad up and makes him start acting like a homosexual in front of me to the point where he’s on the brink of tears. I chew out the guy on the other line from across the room, when I hear him say “what are you upset about in a monotone voice. My dads on the brink of tears and is being compulsed to act in a degrading way to both of us and the completely calm and emotionless voice on the other end doesn’t understand what’s upsetting.
Feb 8th abuse: Gas lighting by license plate. It said something like Lynn is gone or something. SHe maintained speed with me and was ardent in her belief in psychological abuse. The woman must be a sociopath or a psychopath to deliberately do these sorts of things to people. Someone who’s really fucked up in the head. Lynn calling me a fag while I’m on the phone with dad. Apparently of her own volition.
1:00 Feb 8th guy yelling outside my window.
1:53 People laughing in low registers outside my window, disrupting my study of the Lucifer Effect. A text they are worried applies to them.
Golfer outside window says nice shot pussy.
Golfers outside window at 4:15 calling me a homosexual at a distance.
6:5d1 just came out of an abused induced extended present through mantra. As mentioned in Zimbardo’s book.
May 27th abuse: At Lillies 5:30 guy next to me says get out of here. Stalker’s saying “psychopath”
Patient says that “I’m a fagot and that I was going to kill myself” to my brother, brittany, and Casey(the assistant) in the new patient room. She’s laughing more or less the whole time. Her listed patient name is E.E. At around 6:30
Feb 9nt abuse: 11:10 people yelling outside my window waking me up…
339 people yelling outside my window.
5:09 peopel yelling outside, while I’m reading ny times story about execution. Saying things like “bacon” and other things.
8:52 Bestbuy: one of the helpers named CJ stars scratching his genitals in front of me.
Feb 23 abuse: Called JSO about adulterated gum they sent someone out and said they couldn’t do anything about it. WHen I asked to shake his hand he said he was sick.
April 4th abuse: 9:42 woken up. People speaking right outside my room. Have ear plugs in.
April 23rd abuse: I woke up today itching all over. I also had an itching situation on my ass. I if its pin worms again it will be the third time I’ve had them since I’ve been back. I’m not certain where the itching is coming from over the rest of the body.
When naga came in during dance and I greeted her she said hated me.
April 27the abuse: Golfer drove by and shouted something at my window walking me up.
April 19th abuse: Druggeed by cararmel flan FRappe at the beaches starbucks closer to JTB.
Google logged in under my account at work in the back office. The Cigna page was up. Have no idea what was being done.
May 7th abuse: Starbucks at Atlantic by Chik-Fil-A baristas saying go home, pycho, fag, and the like.
6:00-7:00
7:13 as I’m leaving Starbucks two ladies tell me to get the hell out of here.
May 30th Abuse: 5:00 the clerk at 10,000 cellphones says “hey porno” instead of “hey what’s going on” At SB at the beach: “psycho” and “go away”
June 4th abuse: Working on book at Starbucks(Atlantic and Hodges) and baristas call me a fag. And psycho. At the beach a group of guys I pass by called me pyscho. Also at Starbucks, “Get out of here” Guy sitting in front of me blinks his eyes several times whenever I look up from my work.
July 1st abuse: At SB at hodges and San Pablo. Baristas say, “your gay” and “homo” the whole time I was there constantly.
At home, Lynn says “homo” at about 9:20 when I ask if the cats are fed in a low voice. She also says “get out of here” in a quiet voice while we’re sitting in the back room. Lynn says in a response to this writing, he can hear us. She denies what she said and calls me a homo.
July 2nd abuse: Starbucks at hodges and Atlantic: the woman next ot me said “homo” when I asked her if she said it she denied it. 8:10.
Carly th eBarista says I”m a loser, after I try to get some information about some insults a guy with a ponytail came in and said about me.
Guy at the table across from me says psycho. 8:28
8:42 guy calls me a homo I ask him if thats the case he denies it. He said it in response to the statemet that the FBI are torturers. Its normally the case that the people stalking me increase their verbal abuse with an emphasis on emasculating insults.
Summer at Starbucks when asked if anyone asked her to say “go away” or “leave” on a regular basis she said no. The baristas were saying it constantly while I was there.
Some kids were saying homo across the way
9:02 when I asked if some kdis across the way were asked to call me a homo by anyone they denied it. When I asked if they would mind giving their names and numbers in case it became important they declined.
10:34: at the SB. A woman said “go away” , I asked her and she denied it. We then had a conversation about Christianity. It went along amiably enough, but they still denied being asked to harass me.
Feb 20th abuse: Harvey pointing to his crotch continously while talking. Diana and Relda axiomatically refuting whatever I say. Casey always having a tantrum when I speak with him over neutral matters. Casey telling me not to speak with employees at all. 9
Diane twisted my words the other day to imply that I was ordering them to clean up, when I was simply saying this place needs to be cleaned up.
After getting off the phone with Casey after arguing Dr. Moser comes in and asks how are you doing? Obviously with a smirk on his face.
WHile I’m talking to Diana about how I said this place needs to be cleaned up in a non-imperative manner on some day before which is meaningful because she had told Casey that I was giving orders to clean up. Brittany comes in with a smirk on her face. This is an intentional moves to exasperate.
Brittany calls me a psychopath under her breath.
Diana and Allie too.
The checkout guy at Trader Joe’s put on a fake Southern Drawl after he asked me how I was doing.
Lady outside the house named Linda walking her black French poodle with her kids. This may be a mark about their unrepaentnce about their dehumanizing me and calling me a dog. While trying to convince everyone not to be abusive they drove a random blue Prius in front of me to get me to associate their torment with Tanya. THey hope to abuse me systematically and continously to the point of some violent outburst. Whoever is leading this thing is a monster. I’m sure he has countless justifications for the heaps of abuse he has people engaging in.
At danceshack
There’s a homosexual guy with a scarf on dancing with an older asian woman. There’s a person named naga who works here. The blond woman who insulted me is dancing with an asian man in a classic tshang tsung kind of facial hair.
At Aroma’s and people yelling out “go to a mental hospital.” 8:53 pm. No one is on the dance floor.
At Eddy’s the girl at the front desk mutters psycho under her breath. She goes by Jade. A woman with blond her says psycho under breath.
There’s a woman teaching a child to dance nearby. They’re babying him. These people are dead set on torment. THere’s no one really in my age bracket. I’m willing to guess there would be a transexual here as well. Now at SB and barista ROcky says psycho under his breath as well as a girl at the table behind me.
THe supposedly distinguished folk sitting behind me completely ignored my plea for them to stop calling me fag in a systematic and abusive manner. In short they called me a fag.
9:35 Starbucks at Tinseltown
As I’m texting Mardee about her surgery a pair of men sitting off to my left start speaking in faux effeminate voices saying, “I hope you had a nice day”
9:39 SB
This pair is laughing continuously and in a derisive manner. As I come back to the table the pair says “pussy” and “homo” derisively towards me. They give off a loutish impression. THey look like military types.
July 11th abuse: WHile I’m running someone shouts get out of here.
July 22nd abuse: At hodges and Atlantic, SB, guy next to me calls me a psycho. Lady across from me saying “go away” 4: 39 and other insults throughout the day.
July 23rd abuse: People out on the golf course yelling go home, and other things. 4:30ish
At sb on Atlantic and Hodges: 8:37 lady across the way is calling me pervert.
9:48: the lady next to me called me a psycho.
9:53: the guy across the way calls me a homo. More “psycho”, “get out of here”
July 24th abuse: At Sb at Southside and Gate: 6:50 I heard Kelly(one of the baristas) say “homo” in front of me. When I asked her she said she had said “(something something) honey” then she apologized and I said she didn’t have to if she didn’t say anything. Afterwards, while I was recording this two people came up and said “crackhead”
July 25th abuse: 10:16 at the gas station the cashier asks me how I’m doing then before I can answer she says “short” I say what and she said something to switch attention.
July 26th abuse: As i”m meditating, a golfer shouts out, “That’s right motherfucker, close your eyes…”
July 29th abuse at burger-fi: 6:48 People around here are saying “homo”, “get out of here” It was the same at the beach.
At barnes and noble: 7:16 the baristas are saying fag and the like. When I asked Terrell at the cafe if anyone asked him to insult me he denied it.
7:22 at Barnes and Noble. Guy across the way is insulting by saying homo. At sb in towncenter: 8:48 a man says “get out of here” while I’m working on Elance. And “psycho”, and more.
July 30th abuse: Indiana: At Gatsby’s. 9:36 when I asked for the check, a girl placed it down and said, “queer” while I was in the middle of memorizing a poem I wrote. When I asked her the next time she came by if she called me a queer, she said, “ I would never say that” in a sing-song voice. The kind thats used when people talk to children or mentally disabled folks. I asked her for her name said it was mo. But I really think it’s Bridgette, as that’s the name on the reciept. There was all sorts of other insults as well from people around there as well. Mostly of a sexually humiliating nature. There were two other people who served as well an older white woman and a hispanic woman. They were courteous and efficient.
August 1st abuse: 4:45 at SB by the hotel. The girl to the side of me says “get out of here” one of the baristas is saying “psycho”. This is all the work of the FBI and it amounts to tremendous abuse. They’d do anything to cover up the torture they did. That’s why all of a sudden no lawyers in Jacksonville will take harassment cases anymore. It’s also why when you call 911 with evidence of adulterated gum used to drug you, they say they can’t do anything, and that they’re “sick”.
August 2nd abuse: Around one I came back into the room after running in the fitness room. After showering I brushed my teeth and immediately got a sore throat after it. It had a disgusting taste. Somebody probably did some unmentionable thing to it. It may have DNA on it. I saved it with the adulterated big red. My guess is that it was Travis as he laughed when I came back in.
Sometime during the night I got up to use mouthwash and Corey knocked on the door, he was right outside the door, and I bumped into him. I apologized and he called me a loser.
August 2nd abuse: Olivier Gilbert one of the people here at the con called me a pervert. While coming back up to the room from getting something to eat down in the lobby Steve and TRavis both moan in a homosexual manner. I had just been stricken by how people could knowingly follow orders and obey people who they KNEW to be torturers. They actually must be keeping in constant contact to be coordinated like that. When I said my peace about the foulness that is the FBI Steve murmured “Shithead” this was all while everyone is lying down.
August 3rd abuse: before leaving this morning everyone chimed in some sort of insult: psychopath, pervert, the “devil”, and others.
August 7th abuse: 8ish a few golfers drive by laughing and call me a freak.
8:18: Golfers doing donuts on the course. Throwing their golf balls down willy nilly. They aren’t actually playing the course. It’s 8:20 it’s dark out now.
August 9nth abuse: Eddy calls me “gay” multiple times.
August 11th abuse: At Sb on hodges and Atlantic. Guys at the table next to me saying “you're gay”
August 13th abuse: People at Pei Wei saying “you're gay”. People at SB at the town center saying” You’re gay”. Too many to count.
August 14th abuse: Woken up by golfers shouting outside. At ab on Atlantic hodges 10:18. Patron next to me says homo. Then, your gay.
August 18th abuse: sb at hodges and atlantic girls sitting across the way are saying psychopath and fag.
As a note I believe most of the jobs on E-lance are bogus or I’m being blacklisted. Dad recommended I use craigslist. I’m already suspect of it.
August 20th abuse: at SB on Atlantic and Hodges: A group across from me was yelling pervert and psychopath as I worked on my editing and searched for work on E-lance. They had a military air about them. One of them shook hands with this guy. Time stamp(10:06)
The guys at the table I took pictures at are being continuously insulting. Psycho and the like coming from them. There are police officers to the right who aren’t being provocative, but aren’t doing anything about the continuous insults either. 11:15
August 23rd abuse: being called a fag and pussy all day, bartender says ‘you’re gay” 10:12 Aromas.
August 24th abuse: at beaches SB. Called “gay” by policeman who was at the ordering line.
August 25th abuse: The line server at Chipotles on hodges and beach says “jerk” under her berath instead of “sure” when I’m ordering. When I asked her she denied it. 9:30
The food here has little bits of meat in he tofu mixed in here. They’ve had meat in the last few meals I’ve ordered here. WHen he comes to beans he asks me what kind of beef i want. WHen I ask him if he said beef he denied it.
At 12is in the afternoon I woke up still stricken by food poisoning form taco bell. I threw up som, then I called Jackie and told her that I couldn’t make delieveries today. She was with her father who was sick, and she said she was going to call the church to get a replacement.
11:16 pm sb atlantic and hodges: guy across from me is sayingi “psychopath”
August 2tth abuse: I think my food was adulterated at Taco Bell. The transexual cashier has a mocking sing-song. I think I tasted grains of dirt in my food. I woke up and my mouth is burning and stomach roiling.
August 28th abuse: 10:11 Dad says that I”ll stop being isolated if I just take drugs. When I asked him if he was the one who dosed the bolthouse farms protein drink(that I inadvertently took last Friday) he said no, and that he didn’t know what I was talking about. I was arguing with him that his FBI handlers should be making payments for torture and abuse.
August 29th abuse: 8:39 at Moes. One of the girls in the serving line says “get out of here” her name is Kelsy.
August 30th abuse: sb baristas at A and H. Get out of here, “You’re gay”
August 31st abuse: @ sb southside and gate: 7:21. People saying “pervert” the barista with a beard saying homo.
August 31st note: I asked a girl out at Sb when I arrived. Her name was Nathalie Such. She said she had someone but gave me her card.
September 1st: My phone hasn’t had any bars all day.
September 2nd abuse: Golfer shouts out as I’m in bed. He wakes me up, “It’s over”
Girls at T-mobile says “you're not walking away” bigger guy there says “gay” as I walk in 10:15
6:26: at SB Atlantic and Hodges: Guy right next to me says “you're gay”, another one on the other side says get out.
6:28 “psycho” coming from two fellas across the way.
6:31 “psycho’ from the guy to the left. Right afterwords. Get out of here.
September 3rd notes: After today's lesson at the DS, I overheard Eddy mention something about sharpening an ax. Before I left Tanya made a weird face grimacing and extending her neck. I think was pantomiming a chopping block or something.
September 3rd abuse: at sb in town center by the alcohol store. Guy across from says “get out” then some emasculating slur. More that’s “gay” and “he’s gay”
September 4rth abuse: 2:18 at 5th element a man laughs and says “gay” WHile I’m trying to write in my room about the thing about dad, a person outside yells “pervert” then later he yells “get out of here”
At sb, when I go to McDonald’s to get a fry I talk. Fag, homo, and psychopath for hours at starbucks. I was in SB trying to convince the people stalking and insulting me that what they were doing was unconscionable when a woman came in on the phone talking at me saying that about me not working on purpose. I was upset and went over the “little fag was going to kill himself instance when I was tortured in Thailand. She says that I’m full of shit. I was furious with her and offered to show her evidence I keep in my back pocket. I started to unwrap it, but it was too much of a hassle and I realized she might do something crazy with it. She then laughed and said I was lying, while walking off. I then called her a transexual as she went. She was a monster plain and simple. She was denying everything in front of everyone the whole time and laughing in my face about it.
September 5th abuse: Guy outside is yelling on the golf course this morning while I”m in bed. My wallpaper has changed when I turned my phone on this morning. Everyone one of them was turned to
As I”m taking evidence of possible tampering with my toothpaste, someone outside yells “pervert”
Dad came in today, messing with the faucet turning it on and off downstairs. When I came down he was gone.
The applications for taking screenshots are bogus. They both require holding the power button down for multiple seconds to work.
8:45: SB hodges and Atlantic: two ladies call me “gay” then deny it. I asked them if they’d mind me taking a picture then they refused. THey know exactly what they’re doing. They threatened to get the police, which is completely fine as they did call me gay and denied it.
September 6th abuse: “your gay” at SB on Atlantic and Hodges. “Get out of here” as well. 9:57. People saying “it’s over” as well for whatever reason.
September 7th abuse: Two people at publix laugh at me over the way my father's been acting. All day the insults: psycho, fag, and the like by people who are utterly remorseless about their behavior. Continuously deny torture when I try to make them understand their confront them about their abusive behavior and the continued abuse has been a part of that.
September 11th abuse: @sb gate and Southside: gay psycho and the like
September 12 abuse: Golfers wake me up by yelling outside my window.
September 13 abuse: At crazy sushi: Psychopath
September 14 abuse: While meditating at the beach a pair comes up and mocked me for the shit they made my dad do to me, called me a homosexual while at the beach. Called a pervert at SB on A1A in jax beach. As well as psycho and get out of her. Barista says “psycho”
September 15 abuse: at Salt life for my brothers birthday, Lynn’s there though, she’s usually never around when I'm around because of “two weeks”, Lynn calls me gay intermittently. I’m getting along amiably enough. Then my brother disappears along with my dad and Jake. Mardee says it’s okay to sit on my lap. Jake says that anyone that doesn’t have a jiu jitsu belt has a pink belt. I tell him are you really going to tell everyone here they are a pink belt? No big deal. Afterwards he says he wants to go to sweet fucks. I ask him again because it’s homophonic with Sweet Frog. He says the same thing. I turned him around and said “if anyone tells you to say these things to me, tell them no, they’re a bad person” he doesn’t respond to me and he looks to his mom. I take the evidence of torture out of my back pocket and try to explain that the people who told him to say what he did are bad people. I asked him who told him to say that and he wouldn’t answer me. None of this in an angry manner but a stern manner. People were smiling at me all around. Lynn said she’d had it with it and so on. Everyone was caricatured in happiness over it. There was a table full of men laughing and smiling at the outburst. THe whole thing was disgusting and I let them know what I thought about them.
September 16 abuse: at sb on Atlantic and Hodges being called a psychopath by the local stalkers.
September 17 abuse: SB at San Pablo and Beach.. Psycho pervert, gay.
September 23rd abuse; Called a “tick” and a “psycho” at 5th element.
September 24th abuse: Pei Weis get out of here, fag. Mochi some slur on intelligence by the cashier at 6:30
September 26th abuse: woken up by multiple golfers shouting outside my window.
September 27th abuse: I talk to dad on the phone. SOmebody says “bitch” in a loud voice in the background. Dad immediately segues into how he “can’t get it up” on google drive. We were talking about the writing project before but apparently he doesn’t have any qualms about continuing the vile behavior he was put up to before.
October 1st abuse: Baristas at SB saying pervert and so on. Girl at beach sys psychopath.
October 2nd abuse: kids in front of me at the Denny’s at the beach are calling me gay. Fletcher marching band members from the shirts they are wearing. Girls have said multiple times, “I hope they kill him”
October 6th abuse: at SB on Atlantic and HOdges. A couple called me a pervert. I talked to them about the shit that someone did to my nephew, and the things they’re continuously putting my dad up to.
Then there are the two people speaking a russo-slavic language next to me. THe blond haired one called me a fag while I was sitting down. WHen I asked him he denied it. There here gaslighting. THen they followed with “freak” “psychopath”
THe two aforementioned are gone.. In their place are a young couple. ONe of which called me a pervert.
THe two girls studying sign language across the was just called me a fagot.
October 9nth abuse: another pube on the cap of my toothpaste.
October 12th abuse: I wake up to someone calling me a crackhead outside my window. He sounds as if he’s in the next house over. This occurs around threeish when i'm sleeping in the downstairs room.
A guy on the golf course yells out pervert while im meditating. I think the people who are forcing my family to act the way they’ve been acting are perverts.
The bald headed guy timestamped at 9:20is was saying get out of here.
I’m at SB on Atlantic A1A. 9:43 lady calls me a pervert.
SB by my house. A man in mdeical scrubs groped himself in front of me. He put his hand to his groin aread and moved it quickly to his nose. I told him to stop groping himself. That he was embarrassing himself. He was upset and threated to call the police. I wasn’t bothered and said all you really need to do is stop groping yourself. He huffed out and said something to the barista on the way out. Later the same girl said she had to ask me to leave. She said multiple people called to complain which sounds like complete bull. The only person I even talked to was the groping man. SO I told this barista that he was groping himself and she said she didn’t believe it. But I think they were full of it and damn well knew this guy was doing what he was doing.
October 13th abuse: while the men’s bathroom is closed I went into the handicapped one next door. Almost immediately after two guys show up and start speaking loudly outside the bathroom. THey intermittently knock on the door. I have to repeatedly tell them I'm using the bathroom. I have to go so far as to tell them I’m taking a shit so they'll stop invading my privacy.
October 17 abuse: SB by my house. Pervert, get out of here, homo etc etc
October 20th: Called an idiot at Publix by some bearded stalker. The usual abuse, treated like a homosexual when I point out their fucking monstrous behavior. Everyone at the store smiling on cue. Stalked by transexuals.
October 21st abuse: Golfers yelling outside my window while I’m in bed this morning.
October 22nd abuse: barista says psychopath as I walk in.
October 23rd abuse: As I go up to register a room one of three guys says something under his breath like” not even fazed” THen after signing one of the guys says “see you babe” and I proceed to call him a sicko as I go to my study room.
The older fellow in the picture marked 1:46 is the one who called me babe. He also asked if MOrris was my first name when registering for the study cell.
October 26th abuse: Starbucks at town center. WHen I arrived here it was the same abuse as ever. Psychopath fag and the like. It’s generally been more muted though. 6:01 get out of here as well.
Also as I left the Dance Shack MAson was being a creep by sniffing Tanya. It was pretty disgusting. Got called a psycho 6:16 by loitering customers.
October 29th abuse: while at SB I sit down to write and translate Neruda, I get called a psychopath by the baristas. I attend to my daily chores, pitches for writing projects on elance, email, planning my goals and etc etc all the while being called a fag, psycho, as well as being told to “get out” I was there for a few hours when the girl next to me started insulting me continuously. I took it in stride though. But I began to see what these pepole around me really were as I was working on my goals of finding a day to day job and coudn’t work at a physical location because of psychos like ms “the fag was going to kill himself LOL” which apparently all these people are fine with. So I look for online work on a near day to day basis and I’m denied that by the same psychopaths who put out these bogus job ops. Then I’m called lazy because I don’t work. NEvermind the fucking fact that I was fired from my brothers fucking office because some fucking psychopath who was apparently going to watch me kill myself thought it would be great to come into the office and start spouting off all this shit in front of my brother and his employees. but it isn’t enough for the fucking people calling me a psychopath and insulting me day in and day out. So I go to work on a poem to suss out some of the utter monstrous garbage these so called “well adjusted decent people” keep hurling at me while I go about my work. I’m working on “Unspeakable” when they keep insulting me. One girl sitting across the way straight up smiles at me in a mocking way as I’m trying to suss out some of the most hideous shit I’ve been delt in my life. These people aren’t naive either, they have spotters to pick up the things I read and write so they KNOW what it is that I’m reading and writing and they’re not just insulting me now, they’re digging in to the monstrous garbage they’ve been perpetuating and indulging in. THey smile and laugh and call me a psychopath while I’m writing and minding my own business. That’s when I felt ashamed for them. I straight up felt ashamed for the human effluvia they’d become with every fucking disgraceful gesture and act. A group on the back was trying to egg me on. I responded to being called a psychopath by calling them a psychopath back. I interrupted their provocations with gestures to come over and listen and read in front of my face the the things I was writing and still feel good about the horrible way the people around me were acting. I read it out to one man, he agreed that whoever was behind the sort of shit in the poem ought to be put in prison. The whole time the little provocating group in the back tried to continuously divert my outrage at their behavior on to Christianity away from the fucking torture loving FBI. What type of fucking human garbage condones the sort of shit these people do?
Oct 30th abuse: Get woken up to being called a fag by two golfers. A gofer comes outside my window barking like a dog. He says that I’m frightening him because I want to take a picture of him for purposes of recording his abuse. He says he is a lawyer and asks me if I’d like to tkae a picture of his dick. He knows what his people are, or at least the people he supports are making my dad do. He denies it, but he does know this. He calls me a fagot and so on. I call him an abortion. He gets up in my face as if to begin an assualt. His friend pulls him back. All the time I have no wish for violence. But I believe his whole purpose was to come out here for provocations sake. SOme golfers outside my house have been loud and obnoxious while I sleep.
I get called a psychopath by a random woman at the party at the dance shack.
At SB and the same customers as last night are saying psychopath while talking to a lawyer named Brad who I met when I got here. I went over briefly some of the things I needed addressed by someone with some standing with the law. He said that he would shoot me an email. I showed him the cellophane wrap with the drugs I was dosed with and he recommended I bring it before the police.. I told him that I already had, and that JSO had brushed me off. Brad didn’t seem overly consternated that the people he was speaking with were insulting me. It’s not certain where that leaves things, but it would be nice to find some sort of remedy to this abuse.
Nov 1st abuse: at SB. Called a psycho and fag by other customers and apparently JSO
Nov 2nd abuse: golfers yelling outside my window
Nov 3rd abuse: cashier at publix calls me a fag. Other people throught the store saying the same thing. GUy at SB calls me pervert as I’m minding my own business. 9:00 at SB on hodges and JTB. Same guy calls me psycho.
I”m at the gate station around 11ish. I tell the people around there the honest truth about how I was doing. WHich was tired of being called a fag, a psycho, and a pervert everyday. The black lady there was nodding and listening and giving me a whole “I’m sorry” in a tone of mock sympathy. As I was leaving she said “be safe” as she popped a balloon.
Earlier that night I had driven to Ponte Vedra in search of a SB that a barista siad will be open there. I found one at ht ehotel that was closed, so I went to ask the person at the front desk who turned out to be a transexual. I asedk her for the address of another one the girl had mentiond. But it was obvious she was placed there, the same way a transexual was placed at the post office earlier today.
Nov 6th abuse: at SB at ponte vedra male baristas saying psychopath, get out, and thelike. I’m sitting here doing my digital chores.
Nov 16th abuse: SB employees telling me to get out. Calling me a homo. Called a psycho at Chipotle’s and “you’re gay”
Nov 17th abuse: golfers yelling out at 7:30 just after I wake up. Dad arrives at the house around nine. He comes in points to his crothc and asks me if I tried on is shoes yet. I tell him he’s sick. THen he smiles at me like it’s no big deal. I told him to forget about getting me the new running shoes. 9:24 at the house, golfers drive by saying yeah right. This has been a constant them and is a minimizztion pratice by toturers and abuseers.
At SB at Southside and Baymeadows. The barista with the effeminate voice and case of gigantism keep sinsulting me while I do my studies and writings. THis includes “your gay” psychopath” and others.
NOv 18th abuse: towncenter sb. Called a psychopath by Baristas.
November 20th abuse: at SB at gate and southside. Called a psycho, “you’re gay”, and other insults as usual. When I mentioned the idea that a person who comes into your place of employment and calls you a fag and tells your brother that you were going to commit suicide while literal psychopath they just smiled in a sick way collectively. Make no mistake, the people sent to stalk you on a day to day basis are psychopaths and were not at all troubled by recollection of this event. THey were all smiles about it on cue. They may be deliberately subdued atm for whatever reason, but they are presently and will be in the future capable of anything.
Nov 21st abuse: its predawn 6:21 and there are literally people speaking outside presumably on the golf course at a volume at which I can hear them in my room.
Nov 23rd abuse: barista calls me gay while I’m waiting on her to finish my drink. Short one with glasses. Based on what the psychopaths did to my nephew during the last birthday I went to, I’m avoiding the invitations to Mardee’s so as to save them from being made to participate in any outrageous abuses like last time. At least the people here seem to be devoted psychopaths, willing participants in abuse. Unlike my family, especially my nephews.
While working on Unspeakable the psychos around me say, “fag”, “get out of here” “psychopath” and “pervert” This picks up when I work on this piece in an attempt to break concentration.
Nov 25th abuse: psycho, get out of here, and other insults. Two girls behind me studying genetics just like me. Except they’re laughing whenever I’m working through the material. I asked them if they agree with torture which is what we’ve all been over in depth. My mom, my nephews, my dad, the drugging and on and on. It’s pllaned out per usual. When I tell her about it she says she’s sorry in a sing song voice and smiles at me. I’ve been harrassed all day and they’ve been more or less witness to a good deal of it. They’re really nothing to be done for said psychopaths. As of this writing I can hear someone saying get out of here. I explained to her that years of abuse and torture destroy youor membory so I need to study things I’ve forgoteen. To myself, it’s not enough that I’m constantly being lied to and decieved on all sorts of media, but that when I try to brush up on things I studied in th epast I get harassed for it.
After I went out to get my circulation going. I found a cop shining a light in my car so I asked him what was going on. He asked me to come with him and, beside the cafe where he told me that the girls who were harassing me who I asked to please stop and take their volitional torment of me a little more seriously in light of the chain of abuses heaped upon me previously and their participation in this process that began with and continues to amount to torture would stop. They apparently called the manager to complain who called the jax beach police and was considering putting a tresspass on me. They complained that they were scared. This is bollocks as they came in there knowingly harassing me in the company of any number of people doing the same thing. The officer said there were three, but there were only two behind me harassing me. And only two when I confronted them aso called third girl must have walked out before I went to the ocean. The cop said that she asked the manager to walk her out and that she didn’t feel safe. THe cop asked me if I was going to hurt myself or anyone else, which the obvious answer is no. He asked if he could search me for weapons and I told him that I just didn’t want to. For obvious reasons. There was obviously a sexually degrading and humiliating aspect to that suggestion considering I was sitting among people who were constantly calling me a homosexual all day. This moreso in light of the understanding that this is taking place under a state of continual surveilllance and they know I never carry a weapon much less ever consider the idea of it. I kept calm and complied while trying to explain to him that I’ve been stalked and harrassed constantly. The cop asked me to go in and grab my stuff. I did, and during the process of shutting my computer down a group of people in front of me were saying things like shotgun and 38 special when I shrugged in their direction so as to indicate the sort of harrassment I was putting up with, one of the officers asked me to leave immediately, I waited a second then folded it up. He was going to cart me off to jail if I didn’t fold it up and put away before letting it shut down. Because of his proximity and tone I felt like he was on the edge of becoming physically violent even though I was impassive and complying with everything they asked. Afterwords they said because of my behavior just a moment agao when I did everything I was asked that the manager decided to impose the trespass. They compltetly ignored the roll call of firearms the people near me were rolling out. I had asked the officer if he got the names of the girls so that I could do something about the stalking and harrassment. He said he didn’t and that management had called him. I asked him what I should do in the future if I was being stalked and harassed. He said that I should get their name and call the local cops. Considering how biased the intervention was in this instance and in the past when trying to get something done about the drugging I’m skeptical the suggestion was genuine. WHen I told him about the slim to none chances of me studying genetics, and futhermore having them laugh and toss around insults concerning intelligence whenever I’m working through problems he shrugged it off.
I went to continue my studies at the SB on Atlantic and Hodges I’m studying unspeakable and I keep hearing this same group of people say “get over it” The woman in the left of the time stamped photo denied it. I was amiable in my approach and explained that I’d been harassed at another location and hat these were happening as I was working on some horrible shit.(unspeakable) and that people involved with creating the circumstances described in th poem would like to interrupt it. They’ve also been calling me a homosexual, but it doesn’t seem worth bringing it up as they would just deny it.
Across from me sits the same hispanic girl who’s normally here when I arrive.She was calling me a psycho today. Typical sort of verbal abuse from the driven monsters that surround me on a day to day basis. She just said “yeah right”
Once again aside from asking the first group of people who were calling me gay and saying “get over it” if they were saying this and they denied it. I’ve been minding my own business and studying. And touching up unspeakable.
A man next to me is saying “psychopath” while I’m on committing the poem to memory. I ask him if he called me a psychopath, he asked me “while I was on the phone?” he dnied it thereafter.
As I walked out the latina girl told me to leave. All she said was “leave”
The guy next to me on the phone calls me a “freak” while I’m silently committing the poem to memory. I ask him if he said that, He says no, why would I do that? I tell him no worries. It’s just to illustrate to you the abuse I undergo on a day to day basis and the utter incapacity I have to do anything about it. As well as the unwillingness or complicity in the local law enforcement with this abuse and harassment.
As I’m studying again one of two girls across from it says “get over it” I asked them if they said this and they denied it. This is something they say when I commit to memory anything from Seligman’s dog, it's an attempt by torture technicians to cover up and deny the existence of their abuses.
Again the girl across from me says “get over it” again I ask her and again she denies it.
I’m at home with the cat. It’s 12:27 and a woman outside is shouting. She is saying things like “yeah right” and “leave” this is while I’m reading the adulterated psychology of torture page on Wikipedia. The utter crowding out of any moment outside of the presence of not only abusive but possibly torturous individuals seems to me deliberate. Once again words fail to describe the hideous and grotesque nature of people so incredibly warped that their primary drive in life, even at this late hour is to destroy for you and sense of peace and decency. They’ve been utterly consumed by their own abuses. They’ve gone beyond certain unspoken limits.
It’s 1:10 and there’s still some psycho out there who sounds like he’s calling out from across the course. The guy is a public menace as most people are either sleeping or trying to.
Nov 26th abuse: I woke up this morning to men shouting in hostile voices out on the course. They’ve been continually shouting outside till about 1:15. I’ve been trying to sleep but they won’t stop harassing me.
Nov 28th abuse: The heat was turned up to 81 when I got out of bed. It’s 3:50 and there’s people yelling outside my window again.
Nov 29th abuse: 509 at SB by Maggianos. “psycho”, “get out” and all that stuff.
Dec 1st abuse: “psychopath” SB on Atlantic and Hodges.
Dec 2nd abuse: SB by publix in the town center. “Your gay” passing insults. A pair of ladies sit down and call me psycho.
All the normal insults. My water has been drugged. When they closed up and walked out the girl said something about someone else doing it.
NOw there’s flagrant abuses happening with impunity as usual, but they’re trying to downplay the gravity of randomly drugging me and doing it in a nonchalant manner. It only confirms that they are as I’ve mentioned before.
Dec 6th abuse: At SB on hodges and atlantic. Get out of here, and “homo”. Called a psycho by the baristas, your gay etc etc
Same thing when i went to
Dec 7th abuse: I ask dad if he’s still sighing while he’s out and about shooting. He licks his lips and looks at me after sighing. I get upset and then he says I can’t prove anything. I hesitate because the utter fucking sickness of the whole situation is unutterable. Then I go ahead and tell him that there’s something wrong with him to be coming onto me like that especially when he knows better. Then he laughs and says I sound crazy. AKA I can do or say anything to you I want and you can’t do anything about it.
Dec 8th abuse: All day I’ve had people yelling outside my window. They’be been interrupting everything I do. There’s no sense of privacy and the harassment is constant. They come around day and night making threats to “get out of here” and so on.
Dec 9nth abuse: At SB minding my own business. SB on atlantic and hodges where a bunch of cops here are all calling me “fag”, “homo”, and the like. If I were to ask them, they would deny it.
Dec 12th abuse: At SB on Gate. “Get out of here” and “gay” Mandated on people or embraced willingly it’s difficult to know for a certainty. Who is voluntary and who is compulsed.
Dec 15th abuse: At SB in the Town center by Maggiano's. “Gay”, “psycho” etc etc. The effluvia has been strong today. Something has the psychopaths in a fit. Undoubtedly some new garbage among the cult members has them in a fit.
Dec 17th abuse: golfers this morning yelling outside my window. “Get over it” or something along that line. SOme thing at Trader Joe's’ with “Get out of here”
Dec 19nth abuse: been drugged yet again. I don’t know by what vector. Dad was rifling through the pockets of my coat today when I woke up though.
Dec 20th abuse: Drugged yet again sometime today. I think it was in the pizza I ordered. All the sadistic asshats tried to make as if they weren’t sadistic asshats for a while and much fun was had all around. As I experienced splitting headaches and the unasked for company of sick fucks.
Dec 21st abuse: People outside on the golf course constantly yelling “get over it” I assume they’re talking about the torture, druggings, abuses done to my family and every other sort of abuse that the monstrosities will commit again if given the chance.
I left the packet of Ramyun seasoning I reckoned was drugged at the DS. I went back to get when I noticed it was gone. There's no way to prove it was drugged or not for a certainty. The packet I received back may or may not be the adulterated one I left. The fact of the matter though is this, there are great swaths of people who DO kNOW what food and water has been adulterated.
“Rocky” confirmed last night my suspicions about the caramel brulee latte I bought the other day being drugged. He and others were there when it happened. I don’t know if he himself did the deed, but he was certainly aware of it.
The golfers have been particularly omnipresent while at home. Their signature phrase is “get over it” , as in get over torture. The other is “yeah right” as in everything they’ve done can be swept under the rug with nary a word to the contrary.
Dec 22nd abuse: golfers outside my house yelling yet again. Drugged either at M-shack or the SB at Barnes and noble. The garbage has become insistent on drugging me whenever they can get away with it. This is to normalize the experience of being assaulted with a controlled substance. ASSAULTED.
Dec 25th abuse: Same sick people outside my house saying “get out of here” and the like. Dad came in and tried to act like he wasn’t an abusive piece of shit. He began by promptly denying the fact that I wasn’t being drugged by anyone.
Yesterday I was SB on Atlantic and Hodges and got the usual stalking and dehumanization. WHat I guess to be two FBI agents were trying to act ultraconservative. I think the book I’m reading has been modified. THe big thrust of their garbage is invested in trying to create religious flame wars. The truth is the FBI are torturers and have drugged me on multiple occasions.
Dec 26th abuse: Woke up to people yelling outside my window again, people shouting outside my window as I’m doing kegels.
Dec 27th abuse: Drugged at SB for no reason at Southside and Baymeadows.
Dec 28th abuse: golfers outside my window yelling “get out of here” 10:25 A.M.
Golfers still yelling outside my window 1:50
Dec 29th abuse: Golfers yelling across the course the whole time during meditation. 1:50
January 1st 2016: Cucumber salad I made had a mind altering substance added to it while I was upstairs or out of the house. I was drugged and had trouble falling to sleep. This is again to have my person accept as commonplace being drugged.
January 2nd 2016 abuse: As I’m sleeping a cart full of golfers roll up to my window shouting and laughing.
January 3rd 2016 abuse: Yet again I was dx to coorugged. I woke up on the fourth with a massive headache and dry mouth. It could have been a few things. The “fresh mozzarella” from publix, the ratatouille drugged after I cooked it, or the hummus and chips I ate. I’m leaning strongly towards the mozzarella though. I still feel sick as I write this(4th) These people are insane and sick. I can’t go to SB and get a coffee without it being drugged nor can I even buy food from Publix to cook at home without it being drugged.
If it was the cheese it could be that something else was done to it. When I went to the Windsor Park Publix I asked for fresh mozzarella because the back and after some time returned with the none was there in the cheese section. A clerk went to the back and returned with the cheese.
January 4th 2016 abuse: 6:21 I’m at the independent coffee house by my old condo, people around here are saying get out as I study. And psychopath. I don’t know any of these people, I haven’t done anything to anyone here, and yet I'm still being insulted.
Noteworthy: I recorded Tanya showing me a samba practice today at dance. The video isn’t available on my phone at all. Two videos ago the recording disappeared and I thought the memory was full. It then popped up again fully recorded on my phone. If there’s a time gap between recording and availability that is something that’s happening without my permission and authority. If the video pops up again later there are questions that should be answered concerning this.
January 7th 2016 abuse: woke up to golfers yelling outside “over it” I’m sitting in SB in the town center yet again and I’ve been drugged.
Jan 8th 2016 abuse: walked into the dance shack today early and Eddy goes “Paul you're gay” while watching a spider video with Tanya. I said to no one in particular that we’d just have to cross reference that and find out who told you that.
Jan 9th 2016 abuse: after finishing the run I walked up to the crowd where they were announcing the 5k winners. An older man walked up to me and glared at my crotch.
While waiting to deposit my money in my checking account, Cheryl at Community First Credit Union on Beach and Hodges calls me a “psychopath”
Jan 10th 2016 abuse: I have people outside my house talking in loud voices, 5:48 am.
January 15 2016 abuse: SB Windsor Park 5:00 and the baristas are saying the same garbage. Get out of here and “pervert” and the like. One of them poured water from pitcher and I’m willing to bet it’s been drugged. I’ll take a sample of it for later. There’s the sam
e garbage revolving around homosexuality. The girl across from me called me gay as she got up people have been splicing similar insults into their language.
I got up and went to the bathroom. It’s completely possible that the water was switched. I assume without doubt this will certainly be the case for the comparison samples left in my room.
January 17 2016 abuse: People outside keep yelling at my window while I’m sleeping. At SB on Gate and South Side. THe people around here are saying “get over it”
January 20th 2016 abuse: The garbage at SB on Southside and Baymeadows was ruminating on Suicide. THey truly are the scum of the earth.
January 24th 2016 abuse: @ sb towncenter “fag”, “homo”, “psycho”, etc etcg
January 25th 2016 abuse: Golfers outside my window repeating “yeah right” and other garbage.
January 30th 2016 abuse: Morningstar Corndogs have been drugged by psychopathic fucking torturing sadists. SInce I can’t carry everything with me I have to leave it in the house where the scumbags are totally capable of destroying all evidence of their tampering. The sadistic revelling in abuse again. Surprise surprise sick fucks empowered to do sick things to people with impunity.
February 1st 2016 abuse: Golfers yelling “it’s over” outside my window while I’m sleeping.
At panera, people around me calling me a psychopath.
February 3rd 2016 abuse: I left my coat unattended in the library for a moment. This is normally when the scumbags adulterate or abuse in some manner or another. It wouldn’t surprise me if they went about destroying evidence of their drugging by switching out the labeled containers of the drugged substances with replacements.
At SB on hodges and Atlantic, getting a lot of “homo” and “psycho” form the local garbage. 9:34.
February 4rth 2016 abuse: When I came home last night the whole place stank. Dad had all the doors open. He said it was because he was running the AC. However I woke up today and felt as though I wasn’t getting enough air. Dad was gone when I woke up. I’m here in the garage now. I think he may have placed a bug bomb or something similar in the house without telling me.
I woke up with a headache and in serious need of some air.
Feb 6th 2016 abuse: golfers yelling outside window waking me up.
Feb 8th 2016 abuse: Golfers yelling outside in the morning. Eddie calls me gay as I walk into the Dance Shack.
February 7th 2016 abuse: pizza from dominoes drugged.
February 9tn 2016 abuse: the pdf books on my computer have been altered by a third party recently, without my permission. No diagram of three breeds, no comment on gnosis.
My book Essence of Buddhism(my religious book) has been altered recently.
February 11th 2016 abuse: 12:15 and people outside my house are yelling “yeah right” and other shit as I transcribe the endless list of abuses. Dad’s drugged me today by some means or another. He tells me that he’s “paying the bills” I’ve come down with something and I’ve got a sore throat from god only knows what this time.
February 11th 2016 abuse: drugged at Panda Express. Customer at T-mobile was telling me to “get out of here”
February 12th 2016 abuse: the food at Daily’s by my house was drugged. Ice cream sandwich probably.
I kept some cheese on my person that dad had in the fridge. It’s the kind that gets drugged.
February 15th 2016 abuse: drugged at the loop. Veggie Ciabbatta.
February 16 2016 abuse: cucumbers were slathered with lubricant like petroleum jelly when I went to make a cucumber salad today. I woke up with dry mouth today and reckon that something I ate was drugged.
February 17th 2016 abuse: drugged by means of maple syrup. Slept half the day.
February 18th 2016 abuse: People over at native sun were saying psychopath. Apparently the bank is going paperless which seems a little fucked up as well. How are records kept?
I believe something I ate was deliberately defiled today. Whether that's the wheat grass or the food at 5th element. Of course there isn’t any evidence to prove it, just a hunch about the psychopaths along with the evidence of the things they HAVE done. After throwing up while driving home today people outside were repeating at a volume that was audible with the window shut, “get over it” while I was reeling and retching in pain. These psychopaths have and will do anything, as if we all didn’t know that they’re torturers who relish their work and want more than anything to get off scot free.
February 19nth 2016 abuse: woke up today a little after 12 AM being insulted by the same shitheads who always stalk me. Saying the same things after they poisoned me.
After the poisoning passed. I woke up today meditated while being insulted by the same people outside my window. I did meals on wheels today, during which I was listening to an old program of Mike Wallace’s interview with Erich Fromm. In it Dr. Fromm extolled the virtures of the the Turkes in the Korean War, which is a vitiation of the program. Afterwords I resolved to eat some Indian Vegetarian food. I went to a buffet at 1:20 called Essence of India and had gobi Manchurian, it was mixed with chicken Manchurian from another part of the buffet. I had yellow dal and garlic naan as well. I feel a tingling feeling in my upper right temple.
Called psycho by a pair of women looking like soccer moms sitting catty corner to me at SB on Southside and Baymeadows.
6:15 before I left one of the baristas literally said “Paul, you're gay” so the barista denied it when I asked her. Her name is Savannah.
February 20th 2016 abuse: people outside my window are speaking loudly enough to where I can hear them with the windows closed. As usual they try their best to leave no evidence. Sleep deprivation is to be assumed.
February 21st 2016 abuse: 4:00. Dawn who works at publix was making quips about how I don’t work. I told her I wouldn’t want to be a rodeo rider, or be involved with any sort of pastime where you could be gored by a bull. She promptly called me a retard. And related a story about Dr. Paul, a veterinarian who she likes watching on TV giving birthing episodes. SHe was nasty the whole time.
At Panera I did an hour of planning while being insulted by the girls behind me calling me a psychopath. SOme of the other people around me were calling me a psychopath as well.
I asked dad to get me some feta cheese from the store. I cooked a grilled cheese sandwich which had been adulterated yet again. I took a time stamped photo of the evidence.
February 22nd 2016 abuse: I feel as though I’ve been drugged again. I don’t know exactly how, but the food I got from Fresh Market has left me sluggish, and inacute.
Threw up multiple times on way to dance, stomach still pulsing. THis will be the second time in a row that I’ve been put under a malaise before dance.
February 23rd 2016 abuse: Yesterday I became violently ill as a result of the FBI food tampering. Recently I resolved to limit the amount of access the sick sadistic folks have to anything I eat. This is generally by means of watching food production and picking foods off the shelf in large grocery stores so as to lessen the chance of tampering. Today at Target on Hodges and Beaches I bought tea, granola bars and an apple. The granola bars have been drugged. THey are Nature Valley brand Oat’sn Honey bars. I felt a tingling in my groin as well as a palpable change in my perceptions. Visual acuity after eating a few. Each one seems to be lightly dusted with pharmaceutical drugs(hopefully: eg opposed to toluene, bleach, or anything that may cause permanent brain damage) I don’t know what the longterm consquences of being intermittently dosed with whatever this is. I also get an immediate mucoid response in my nasal passage after biting into one.
It’s possible and in fact likely that these are separate symptoms of the separate items I consumed. FOr instance, I also ahd the tea which was on sale. This may have been responsible for one of the effects. As I keep the product close to my person after I select it there isn’t any guarantee that I’ll be dosed with any particular effect if this is the case. This could be done for any number of purposes but I think its primarily done for disorientation and to affect mental deterioration.
Add to that nausea and dizziness with the inability to focus.
At house: 708. Dad’s gone and there’s something wrong with the air in my room. My scalp feels tingly. The cat was in here for awhile and was hallucinating hunting something on my cushion.
Also when I came home today the next door neighbor across the street, the bald one with the dogs was saying, “he’s learning” as I was recording the first entry for this day.
As usual there’s people shouting out all night affecting my ability to sleep.
February 24th 2016 abuse: wake up to the same sadistic people yelling outside my window.
It’s 9:12 AM and I’m in my room. My heart's still beating hard and my scalp tingles. I’m getting a weird mucoid accretion in my nasal passage.
I talked to dad about being asphyxiated. He wasn’t home most of the night or maybe all of the night before while I was being poisoned. I told him that I woke up with my pulse beating hard and my scalp tingling.
He said that maybe I was allergic to the car, but I’m not actually allergic to the cat. I believe there’s a gas, but honestly the drugging from the food I got at Target was practically a lobotomy. Still things got worse when I stayed in my room.
Well dad said that it was never going to stop. He’s still gaslighting me. I told him to please stop asphyxiating me multiple times. He was evasive, but I wasn’t angry, I just want to be able to trust that I have a place to sleep without waking up with my heart pounding with lack of air. Dad said also that we all have to follow the rules. If the rules include cutting your son off from breathable air I’d say fuck you. He flew into a rage when I placed a hand on his chest to try to pay attention to me. I did it in a peaceable way as into just getting his attention so he would seriously address my question. He started shouting that I was going to be thrown into a nut house and not to touch him.
He then left and went off to archery.
He’s getting unstable. I think some of the people he’s hanging around are subjecting him to some pain. Not to mention the obvious pains of being party to the sort of shit they’re doing to me.
The same garbage at SB at Marsh Landing
I called JSO in order to find someone who would help me process this evidence(the tampered granola bars) I was redirected to an officer who said that she wouldn’t tell me who or where they process their evidence because it is against the rules. I asked her if there was another person more knowledgeable and she said that they wouldn’t help me either. I’ve already searched on the internet and haven’t had any luck yet. I think they’ve fiddled with search results. A la obstruction of justice and what not.
I had talked to an assistant at I believe Harrel and Harrel after giving her a brief description of the situation she said it was the sort of case they handled. They said they needed a doctor's help. They also needed a chemical analysis which the assistant couldn’t help with. Still need to find one.
I called Butler Law and the lady said that I could email a paralegal. The receptionist at Farrah and Farrah refused to help because they only cover certain products. MEdical and what not. I was referred to the FL bar, then the jacksonville Bar. THere I got a message. My expectation is that it’s going to be an uphill battle trying to get someone to bring suit in what should be an exceedingly easy case. Timestamped pics taken of the product as well as the receipt, and I have two UNOPENED packages that have been coated with whatever substance it was that essentially lobotomized me for a day. With no motivation, tingling of the scalp, perceptual distortions, and so on.
Not to mention the very severe druggings the last few days, including vomiting and severe impairments.
February 26th 2016 abuse: I woke up around fiveish to bring the cat down. Dad was sitting in the chair outside his room. He was exaggeratedly lolling his head around saying, “it must be something in the air” in a mocking tone. He did this after yesterday I told him I had been waking up with my heart pounding in flight or fight mode. He was obviously trying to provoke me. When I looked at what he was looking at it was something about a pile of money being lost or something. Make no mistakes dad was trying to provoke you while you were half asleep.
I went to find something to eat at the shell at Penman and Atlantic. 1:27 pm. I bought peanuts, 2 bananas, and 2 natures valley peanut butter dark chocolate bars. The Nature's Valley bar is definitely drugged. Luckily I have an extra copy to keep for evidence.
February 27th 2016 abuse: 2:50 A.M. I’m still being intermittently gassed with something in my room. Sometimes I can hardly breath. I can’t smell anything and I have a splitting headache.
It’s enough to wake me suddenly when a psycho is particularly wanting to inflict pain. Of course no one will do anything about it. My scalp is tingling again.
As I was meditating this afternoon there were a lot of golfers outpouring their usual crap.
The mozzarella I bought from Walmart was drugged.
February 28th 2016 abuse: golfers yelling outsid my window as soon as I wake up. 9:20 A.M.
The mozzarella cheese I bought from publix was not originally drugged. After eating a portion of it for lunch I kept the leftovers. This was a big mistake as usual. The leftovers in the fridge were drugged at some point before 10:53. The obvious explanation would be dad drugging the food after I left the house.
February 29nth 2016 abuse: I’ve once again been drugged on multiple occasions. Monterey spinach ravioli(image timstamped) sealed and bought by dad was drugged after I cooked it. The drugging must have happened before it hit the shelves.
On inspection of the bolthouse farms protein drinks dad bought, they’ve also turned out to be drugged.
March 1st 2016 abuse: The house is having gas leaked into it again. 8:17. The cat isn’t here, and while outside running this sensation didn’t occur. As always dad isn’t home. The sensation is a tingling on the top of the head, lack of focus, and loss of goal oriented outlook.
Earlier today dad called me gay right in the middle of a conversation with the transexual bank assistant at community first. The whole time he was in my personal space as we went on two errands. I’ve read him Unspeakable before and he knows how disgusted I am with his previous actions. So once again after making a conciliatory gesture he starts doing the same behavior. He asks me why Im on his ass. When I say no. He says the exact same thing again. It’s disgusting because he knows what he’s doing and he’s doing it anyway.
March 2nd 2016 abuse: 4:39 A.M. I just woke up with pounding heart, headache, and itchy scalp. Breath comes with difficulty. There was a guy outside yelling “feel that?” after I woke up. The air leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. The gas is being leaked in through the topmost ventilation.
4:46 A.M.: I opened the window, but breath is still hard and heart pounding. No nightmares or anything else, purely physiological change.
4:51 A.M: This is controlled asphyxiation.
5:10 dads still home. I went down and dozed outside his room. This gas is mind altering in some way. I can feel the stricture of the vasculature in my face and scalp. I’m back up in my room. Both windows and door open. No cat or pollen.
March 2nd 2016 abuse: The dashcam recordings for my trip with dad where a car with the licence plate “Huston2” appeared are missing. Probably deleted.
2:50 P.M.: I notice they’re leaking gas into the room while I’m meditating, even though I’m sitting in front of the window. The usual symptoms.
5:12 P.M.: at schnitzel house. Caramelized onions slightly drugged. The restaurant is undoubtedly being made to do this.
March 3rd 2016 abuse: when I got home from running my room was gassed. Literally could feel the stricture in the vasculature in my head. When I went to pick up food at the CVS at town. Center the shit heads had me wait there forever, then some medical person walks in. Then the manager comes and takes the protein bars and cadbury eggs and puts them in the basket for me. The eggs were drugged.
Drugged again at the gas station. Then again here at SB on hodges. I asked Peggy here not to drug the everything bagel with cream cheese I bought here. When I first got here, before I got anything to eat people said “get out of here” and another said” you're gay”
A girl sitting next to me has filed canines. Really strange, she acknowledged it and said it was a natural condition going so far as to imply that I insulted her by calling her a vampire or something. Feigned outrage. The process of drugging over and over again has them wanting to test the boundaries of their credibility. Fucking unbelievable as usual. Drugging people to try to get their way again.
I got home and dad isn’t home yet. This place is gassed to hell. I got some food from publix before it shouldn’t be drugged. If people are going to get upset at me for going to public study venues(is SB and the Library) then they should be against gassing me at home. That’s undoubtedly why im out and about more often, I’m not willing to stay home and get gassed.
March 4rth 2016 abuse: 12:28 A.M. and the room has been gassed again. Tingling throughout the scalp, difficulty with breath, narrowing of perception, difficulty concentrating and slurred speech.
8:30 A.M. I’m still dealing with being intermittently gassed.
5:06: Just woke up again from being gassed. Laid out all day because of this. Have the torturing psychos yelling outside my window all day.
March 5th 2016 abuse: 5:30 Am gassed big time. Woken up by it. The shitheads outside are mouthing off. Scalp tingling.
I woke up to people outside my window insulting me.
I went to work on the blog and dad’s book at SB by Southiside and Atlantic. Did my studies and got called a psychopath a lot while doing my work and minding my own business.
March 6th 2016 abuse: 2 to 3 A.M., I they pumped the room with gas when I got back in. I think ti’s CO2, but I’m not sure. Some of the descriptions of asphyxiation derived from CO2 fit the bill, odorless, headaches, full beat, inability to sleep. Whenever I have water inside when they gas the room bubbles form in it. I’ve taken pictures of different instances of this. This is to the best of my knowledge.
5:23 A.M.: they’ve ramped up the gassing. Enough to wake me up and have the cat begging to get out.
5:15 A.M.: after dance at Moes, lady at the register makes a slur on my intelligence. Same ol garbage. The team of kids behind me is doing the same thing. THe voices are hard to catch and I can tell I’ve been drugged.
March 7th 2016 abuse: Gassed again 5:21. Woken up by it. The shitheads outside were going off all day while I was there. Golfers yelling outside my window. I’m at SB right now and two people across from me are giving me the same guff as normal.
Went to Wal Greens and got two big Chewy quaker oats bars. THe one I ate is drugged. It tastes like it was misted over with something bitter. I have a tingling sensation in my front left forehead and back left head. My right temple is off in pressure.
The food I recieved from the daily’s down the street was drugged.
I left the drugged cheese and drugged grilled cheese sandwich in my room when going to Daily’s. Dad was in my room and coming down the stairs when I got back. Whatever value it had as evidence is probably gone. Books that have been altered in text look almost exactly the same in every other respect. There’s no reason to believe that the FBI can’t do the same thing with foodstuffs and wrapped evidence.
March 8th 2016 abuse: it’s 1:51 am right now. I set my alarm to 4:45 so I can avoid being asphyxiated around five.
4:53 am: no nightmares, no paranoia. Pure physiological. Vasculature constrictions, tingling head, dminishing field of awareness. Dad’s home and sleeping in his room.
6:41 am: suffering from dry mouth. This was from the drugged am’s microwave ravioli dad bought. I’ve been drugged too many times in the past 24 hours.
Overall I feel as though I’ve become chemically lobotomized. My speech is slurred and my affect blunted
One of the worst parts of it is how it’s just another routine for the people around me. Torture technician’s who don’t think twice about gassing someone.
1:18 pm: I’m back up in my room, and my heart has been beating hard. Just woke up.
March 9nth 2016 abuse: 7:40 am in guest room. Came down here early. Before gassing takes place heart beating hard and thirsty.
2:32 pm: trying to make up for lost sleep. Being gassed in my room. Outside someone shouts “it’s over!” So I go outside to see who would be so good as to gas someone while they’re sleeping. And low and behold it’s a bunch of golfers in training. Wednesday afternoon. ALong with a conspicious person walking the fairways with no golf equipment at all.
March 10nth 2016 abuse: 2:10 pm in my room. Being gassed. HEad tingling, left leg going numb, heart beat is full.
Came back and house is gassed, dad is gone. Usual tingling sensation.
March 11th 2016 abuse: gassed 5:51 am. Extremeties tingling big time. Forehead tingling. Dad comes out of his room and feigns ignorance. I’m staying on the couch outside his room so he gets gassed as well, if the nazis feel they need to gas me some more.
THere’s nothing quite like getting prepared for an event by being gassed before it. ALso the Amy’s Palaak Paneer I had earlier in the morning was drugged. Dad bought this.
6:02: heart still pounding from being gassed. No big deal of course. If I could only put these people in a gas chamber and observe them asphyxiate will calling them fags whenever they pleaded with me to stop gassing them…
On the way home a guy in a jeep cuts me off while laughing. His passenger is all tatted up. I tell him the same thing I’ve been repeating in the car. The guy hollers hits the gas and acts like he’s about to rear end me and instead drives off the road.
Actually the really interesting part is that there was a conspicious looking guy at Glenn Kernan watching the whole thing while on the phone. A complete setup. Nazis must be getting irritated at being called out. But seriously, who actually believes that torture and gasing are good and isn’t a nazi?
6:57 pm: I’ve been gassed again. The vasculature in my head is constricted. Coating in the back of the throat. First time since I’ve been in my room this morning and gassed again. Some jackass outside is laughing about it. Good ol camp guards…
March 12 2016 abuse: 3:39 pm. In my room being gassed as I do my kegels Tightening of vasculature, lack of focus, tingling in scalp.
Walked in today and the house is gassed. Tingling in scalp. Full pulse. Itchy scalp and face.
10:15 watching hotel Rwanda just gassed in the living room.
10:38 gassed again watching hotel Rwanda. HEart beating strongly.
10:50 still being gassed watching hotel Rwanda. It’s intermittent and controlled. THey don’t like me watching movies about cockroaches. (sarcasm)
10:53 still being drugged, distracting from the movie. Change in perceptual acuity. Vasoconstriction, full fast resting heart rate. Acrid taste, paresthesia of head.
12:55 I ask Michelle at Walgreens a portly woman behind the photodesk wearing glasses if she might direct me to any food that might not be drugged. First she says she doesn’t hear me, then she says none of the food is drugged. I ask her what she recommends and she says the little classic bags of chips. So I bought two of them. One to test, and one to keep as evidence. Michelle probably in all likelyhood knows this food is drugged.
1:05 upon arriving at home I find my room gassed with the usual gas. Oderless, sympathetic activation, paresthesia of the scalp.
Two of the gas stations I went to earlier were closed. I drove all the way out to Atlantic and A1A to the Walgreens there. THe half and half iced tea lemonade I bought is drugged. The Lays potato chips I bought are drugged. I’m keeping one for evidence. THanks for the the willful drugging against my will Michelle!(sarcasm)
March 13 2016 abuse: 5:17 I walk into Daily’s and ask Mike and Smitty what’s good to eat around here. They both answer with the formulaic, “what?, I can’t hear you?” I then ask them if anything is drugged. They dissemble for awhile and so I pick my food out, two bars timestamped. Mike says before I buy the bars “you know I can’t hear anything you say?” After saying that’s okay, he telles me his favorite food are the peanut butter crackers. Which is fine. I left the Lays CHips in my car which have undoubtedly been tampered with as well as the Lays chips left back home. In anycase they’re too unwieldy to carry with me. But I’d like to get some nice solid durable presentable evidence to carry with me.
Hallelujah, neither bar was drugged! Mike and Smitty are in the clear. THey went so far as to say the drugs hadn’t arrived yet which was good of them.
11:15 am: gassed awake. Tingling, shortness of breath, full beat.
3:51pm: slight amount leaked into my room while sleeping.
WHole house is gassed. There’s no place to rest in here. No cat, no dad in here.
Dad’s room is clean though, actually it was when I walked in. Now it’s being gassed as well. 4:02. There’s some degree of control over which rooms get gassed. So dad can remain in the house with the door shut while I get gassed in another room. Still being gassed in dads room. 4:06
4:11 in dads room stil being gassed.
9:53 pm: at home again being gassed. Paresthesia, mucoid response in the septum. Constriction of vasculature in the head.
Here’s what I did today for reference. I woke up did some self enrichement(languages, braintraining, memorization) I then went to look for something to eat and did some writing and publishing at SB at town center by Maggianos. THere I was told to get out and was insulted with slurs revolving around being a homosexual which I did my best to ignore. I published my blog, made slight changes to a poem, planned my week out and other things like this. I then went looking for food. I went tot he drugstore and picked up a pizza and some cookies. I then came back to the house. I plan on exercising and meditating. THat’s a normal sort of day for me. Except I get gassed, drugged, and stalked thorughout the day.
10:53 pm: gassed while reading in my room.
11:30 pm: gassed while sleeping in my room.
11:34 pm: still being gassed, no paranoia, no hatred, just an extremely elevated heart rate while trying to sleep. WIth all the usual symptoms. Paresthesia, full beat, itching.
March 14th 2016 abuse: 1:30 AM gassed again high heart beat. They aren’t letting me sleep.
1:55: still being gassed. Gassing is what Nazis do.
2:10: still being gassed. Acrid taste in the mouth. Paresthesia, constriced vasculature.
4:51 am: gassed again. NOrmal symptoms. Paresthesia, tingling, vasoconstriction.
5:48 am: gassed again normal symptoms. Probably going to need to cancel dentist appointment. Can’t be gassed and drugged all day and night.
5:53 still being gassed. Normal symptoms. Of note are certain anti-psychotic related changes. Diminishment of imagination, diminishment of pleasure seeking activity, and a general blunting of intellectual acuity.
7:48 am: gassed again. No cat or anything in the room. Watching young turks.
8:25 am: gassed again. No cat. Change in visual acuity, Vasoconstriction, sympathetic system activated (cholin-ish sort of response) I’m not tired now. I haven’t slept at all though so I need to wait for the gassing to wear off. No cat in house, dads on his room downstairs.
8:32 am: dosed with gas yet again. These people are truly sadists worthy of the title.
8:39 am: dosed with gas yet again.
8:42: dosed again.
11:54 am: woke up dosed again.
12:03 still being gassed. Paresthesia throughout the body.
4:04 pm: just woke up after golfers were yelling outside. It’s 89 degrees in my room.
4:15 moved to the guestroom. No cat, dads not here, exceedingly high heart rate. Gassed here.
4:39 pm: lying down in guestroom trying to sleep. Tight chest, high heart rate. Burning sensation in chest. Still gassed.
5:00 pm: elevated heart rate, burning sensation in the chest. Still trying to get some sleep in the guestroom. No cat, dads in the garage. Still gassed.
10:40 pm: I’ve been on the back patio for at least two hours and have had a chance to have my head clear of the gas. Cats here no problems with it. THere’s a lot of gnats out, but it beats being gassed.
March 15th 2016 abuse: 5:10 jsut came in after spending all night outside on a sleeping bag with the cat. I came in because it will be dawn soon and the place is gassed by the sick sadistic nazi scum. Paresthesia, vaso constriction, increased heart beat etc. etc. Siegheil to the the scum reading this.
Still in a gassed environment. Courtesy of depraved Nazi wannabes.
5:36 am: gassed again.
6:48 pm: in my living room practicing language. Just gassed. Paresthesia, mental dulling, perceptual change.
7:08 pm: drugged again by gais im in the living room studying bukowski. Going to move outside the house to stop getting gassed.
9ish: had two crucnhy oats’n honey granola bars left up in my room. Both were drugged. Have a headache now, stomach roiling. Paresthesia of head, disorientation. GOing to go running to see if I can reduce the half-life.
March 16th 2016 abuse: 2:22 am in my room. Room being gassed. Usual symptoms.
2:56 am: gassed again usual symptoms.
12:30 pm: I’ve been sleeping in the guest room as it gets too hot in my room during the day. There’s some assholes outside the house shouting.
12:35: the room is gassed. I got around three hours of sleep. That’s actually what I think the maximum is I’m allowed to get in this sleep dep cycle. Symptoms include, sympathetic actication, itchy scalp, full beat.
1: 04 pm: moved to dad’s room. Room is gassed as well. Trying to get a few hours of sleep.
3:10 in my room. Gassed, normal symptoms. Pain in the chest.
3:20 pm: being gassed with the sympathetic solvent. The get up and go or anti-sleep solvent. Symptoms are itchy scalp, increased heart rate, vasoconstriction, and inability to sleep. We’ll call it solvent A.
3:27: gassing has got to the point of numness of extremities, periodic twitching of large muscles. Acrid taste in mought.
3:33pm: burning itching sensation in hands and feet. Solvent A.
3:41: cramping in stomach. Twitching in quads. Burning lethargy throughout limbs and chest.
8:11 pm: dad knocks on the door to see if I’m all right, waking me up. I’m immediately gassed with something that isn’t solvent A. It’s not a sympathetic activant. On the way down dad says “Yes!” As in some sort of success has been achieved.
8:29 pm: as the cat meows outside the window solvent B is introduced. SOlvent B is pharmaceutial in nature, likely an anti-psychotic with typical anti-psychotic properties. Including Paresthesia. I want to make clear that the response has nothing to do with the cat itself. It was introduced earlier when dad knocked, and typically during social enoucnters or circumstances where I’ll soon be engaged in them.
Type B is also used the way wxperimenters gas caged animals during studies for non-compliance. To utter anything about torture or the wrongness of gassing human beings is to invite type B gassing. SUch is the case right now as I write this.
Its 9:26 pm: I’m about to collect the absrobent pads for wahtever their worth. I’be been thoroughly gassed with both solvent A and B since I’be been in my room. I did sleep in the guestroom ealier which would habe giben dad an opportunity to tamper with them. I’m going to take time stamped photos and wrap them up.
Bag one used water with the sponge(bags are in timestamped order) bag 2 also used water as an absorbent, for bag 3(the bathroom bag) I used extra virgin olive oil in case the chemical had a lipoproein affinity. THe three bags where the sponges are stored ar marked as 1,2, and 3.
11:00pm: I went out to get food at walmart. THe mozzarella I bought there was drugged.
11:05: my room is still gassed. I had left the cat in there to eat and take shelter from the rain. And it’s up on the roof now. THe point is, is that they were probably gassing the room when only the cat was in there. Dad’s gone as usual..
March 17th 2016 abuse: 3:20 am in the living room watching atonement. Gassed. Paresthesia, disorientation, mental blunting.
4:20 am: end of atonement drugged again. Gas.
5:56: gassed with solvent A for long stretch of time. HEart beating hard. Itchy scalp.
1:27: gassed with solvent A.
1:39: in guest room stil being gassed with solvent A.
2:19 I’m outside on the back porch. My heart feels sore. My veins are burning from too much of whatever they’ve been pumping into the guestroom and my room. Still in a lethargic stupor. GOlfers outside doing their typical slurs and insults.
4:20ish: Tanya directs a homosexual slur at me while we’re dancing. I collapse during dance and she directs another one at me after I collapse. THe collapse was due to gassing and drugging. Her first response when it happened was to say “yea right”
11:30 pm: in room rearranging. Gassed again, symptoms paresthesia, vasoconstriction, headache.
March 18th 2016 abuse: 3:03 am gassed. Paresthesia, disorientation.
6:38 gassed again. Perceptual distorition. Paresthesia general mental dulling.
6:49: being gassed again. Pressure changes in sinuses this time. Headache and vasoconstriction.
6:56 am: same as previous.
8:02 am: my car has been rifled through. My computer is missing depsite the 24-7 surveillance going on. It sounds like deliberatr evidence disposal to me. Condoms and my passport were strwen actoss the drivers seat and the glove box was open. THey didn’t touch the dashcam that I was aware of. It was in the same place. I’m not aware of anything else that’s missing.
When I told dad he flow into a rage, but he knows about the gassing and other things. He thought I’d rifled through his car as well. His ashtray/change holder was left on the trashcan in the garage. This thing seems planned for some time. THe elimination of my computer and all the evidence on it is a big deal.
I still have information saved in the cloud, and I’ve been reasonably careful to back up the most senstive information there. BUt there are still tons of screenshots and other evidence that will be lost with the computer. I’m not even certain I forgot to lock the car. Ive been drugged and gassed quite a bit over the last week and I’ve been out of it. As is evident when I collapsed yesterday while dancing.
I expect JSO to help as much as they’ve helped when I called them for the drugging.
The officer did a sweep and gave me a file to follow up on the theft. He did a graphite powder thing on the condoms that were there but he didn’t do anything else. He as reasonable as things go. BUt he agreed it was weird for common theieves to have ignored the dashcam.
It was strange, dad didn’t file a complaint at all. Even though is car was rifled through. He asked me a lot of questions in a perfunctory way, as if he already knew the answeres to the questions he was asking. In any case hoepfully it will pop up. THere was a good deal of evidence on it. All evidence on it though should be mirrored and up to date rhough on the FBI’s computers. THough if it’snt then there’s been more tampering. I don’t know, stealing my computer full of evidence is a pretty big deal.
9:24 am: person outside my room yells “heart attack” No doubt in reference to the excessive and dangerous gassing that took place two days/nights ago. THey too the evidence on the computer and now they’re threatening heart attacks.
9:59 am: i believe some evidence may have also been deleted off cloud storage as well. THere was a very large quantity of it so if some pieces were selectively deleted it would be difficult for me to identify them.
10:33 am: gassed again. Solvent B, slight.
4:09 pm: trying to sleep in the guest room. Gassed, paresthesia increased ehart rate/ full beat, disorientation.
4:31: one of the thumb drives I had with evidence is missing as well, now that I think of it.
4:43 gassed. Paresthesia, odorless gas, perceptual change.
4:52: they literally took my computer. WIth all the evidence on it.
6:26 pm: trying to sleep in dads room to get away from being gassed. I woke up with a high heart rate and someone outside yelling “breath, breath, motherfucker”
6:43 pm: gassing with solvent A resumed
6:51: solvent A gassing continous
7:41 pm: my rooms gassed. Solvent A
8:04 pm: coughing up phlegm, throwing up outside. I think this is from solvent A.
10:55 pm: note that I don’t plan on committing suicide now or ever. If I die under any circumstances in the following weeks or months, it will have been against my will.
11:28pm: I walked into my room to feed the catand it’s been gassed. Breathing is hard and there are perceptual distortions.
March 19th 2016 abuse: solvent A contnous for the last 30 minutes or more.
10:28 am: dad comes up and pulls on the door. He group torturers outside yell, hoot and holler, as I get gassed with solvent A for ten minutes straight. The tortureres make a lot of slurs revolving around homosexuality. I got about three hours of sleep before they started their campaign.
10:35 am: stil being gassed with solvent A. Assholes outside still yelling random garbage.
10:40 am: still gassed with solvent A. Still having a fanatic yelling outside my window.
10:56 drugged with solvent B.
11:02 am: solvent A reintroduced.
11:08: numbness shooting down my left chest down my arm. Belabored beat. Twitching in right quad.
11:17: gassed with solvent A again. Paresthesia across right occiput.
11:22 am: solvent A. heavy beat. Lack of focus.
2:03 pm: gassed with solvent A
3:50 pm: the torturers have been sitting outside my window spewing garbage more or less continously while intermittently gassing me.
4:08 pm: gassed with solvent B.
4:50 pm: in guest room. Massive headache. Left quad twitching. It’s pretty much all solvent A.
4:53 pm. I can’t smell or taste anything.
4:56 pm: extemeties burning, like toxin pumping through veins. I t feels like it’s colecting there.
5:06 pm: twitching in calves and left hand.
11:24 pm: I believe the FBI may be using Co2 concentrations to asphyxiate me as part of Solvent 1. Co2 dispterses easily and is difficult if no t impossible to trace. It’s by this method that hey are reducing oxygen to the brain, extremeties, and heart for prolonged periods of time. No doubt causing peripheral tissue damage, also difficult to trace. But th fact of the matter is that eveyrone knows that these people are systemically torturing me. THey took my computer with all the evidence on it, and that’s pretty much a cover up.
(there’s no entry on my phone for March 20th)
March 21st 2016 abuse: I’m going to bed now. 5:55 am.
8:45 am: gas Paresthesia, shortness of breath, perceptual distortion.
11:57 am: my room solvent A. Assholes on the golfcourse directing the usual abusive invective.
12:05 pm: solvent A. My room, paresthesia, itchiness of scalp. Continual invective from shitheels masquarading as golfers. Like clowns in a clown car.
12:22: my room. WIndow open. Gassing solvent A. Labored breath. SOre chest. TIghtness
12:28 pm: my room gassed solvent A.
12:32 pm: gassing solvent A
3:48 pm: I don’t know how often I was gassed with sovent A as I sletp but I have been now.
6:26: gassed solvent A. Harassed by torturers outside.
10:25 pm: on the back porch just finished my walk. I was accosed by two officers while I walked. I ahd met some people passing by and warned them of the laptop theft and particularly of the sensitive information within. SOmeone called the cops who basically asked if I knew who would have done it, I tod them individually I wouldn’t know someone, but it was probably the same people who were harassing me on a daily basis. He ignored that completely. He then said the same thing the cop who I reported the crime to initially said, “if it pops up in a pawn shop....” Which is some shifty coincidence. I tod him I was walking to get my heart going as I’d been suffering from gassing. He asked me if I wanted a ride and I declined, then he said that exercise always clears his head. Strenous exercise is out of the question fo a few days to say the least. It reminds me of all those threats of precipitating a heart attack.
11:20 pm: the cookies I bought at Wallmart are drugged.
11:33: the flat bread was drugged as well. Torture on a community scale.
March 22nd 2016 abuse: watching Amistad in living room. Gassed. Vasoconstriction. Paresthesia.
9:00 am gassing solvent A.
9:17 AM: Gassing with solvent A has been continous. Scum outside shouting their usual garbage as they asphyxiate me.
9:35 am: intermittently gassed with solvent A as scumbags bloviate outside.
10:09 am: intermittently gassed with solvent A. Heavy heartbeat. Possible cerebral hypoxia.
1:37 pm: the gassing has been continous and intermittent. Mostly solvent A. My left arm went numb during this period. I believe the Paresheisa accompanying solvent A is a side effect of cerebral hypoxia. Goons continue to repeat garbage while gassing.
3:53 pm. Intermittently gassed iwth solven A.
5:34 pm: intermittently gassed with solvent A.
6:01 pm: gassing solvent A. Pareshesia induced by cerebral hypoxia, most likely as a result of hypercapnia(which according to the wiki is an excess of CO2)
6:17 pm: gassed by the same people yelling outside my window.
9:20 pm: I ask a young clerk named Hunter if he can direct me to some food at the publix on beach and A1A at about 9:20. He says that he clover honey is good. AMong other things. So I bough that. My assumption is that is will be drugged like all the other food I’ve bought. THe pattern is this, being gassed into paralysis for a certain portion of the day, then being drugged when I attempt to buy food. THe organization and efficiency in which it’s all pulled off reminds one of the Nazi attitude and ability in wrecking the lives of their designated victims. Not to mention that unified effort across society to acheive the final solution.
11:22 pm: my room is gassed solvent A, hypercapnia induced cerebral hypoxia likely. THere is inumerable information of my computer lost, many screenshots on my computer within the folder seems legit. VIdeos of Tanya and I dancing, pdf books, audio recordings, notes and pictures on abuse and many others.
March 23rd 2016 abuse: 4:12 am. I just bought a candy bar from Ryan at the kangaroo in ponte Vedra on A1A. He directed me to said candy bar. He refused to give me a refund when I asked for my money back after I complained it was drugged. WHen I first walked in I asked if any of the food was drugged. THe two clerks went “hunh and what?” As a typical response. They were evasive the whole time regarding the question of drugged food.
11:27 pm: Ted from walgreens was my cashier.
March 24rth 2016 abuse: 6:08 am gassed solvent A. Trying to sleep while assholes outside on the course talk in voices that are audible through my closest windows.
6:35 am: gassed solvent A.
6:54 am: moved to the guest room to escape the gassing. THey’re now gassing the guest room with solvent A. There’s a Jacksass out on the golf course making menacing and threatening statements. He and his deindividuated and anonymous buddies have been intermittently gassing me since dawn.
March 24th 2016 abuse: 6:08 am gassed solvent A. Trying to sleep while assholes outside on the course talk in voices that are audible through my closed windows.
6:35 am: gassed solvent A.
6:54 am: moved to the gues room to escape the gassing. They're now gassing the guest room with solvent A. There's a jackass out on the golf course making menacing and threatening statements. He and his deindividuated and anonymous buddies have been intermittenly gassing me since dawn.
10:15 am: the dumb fucking nazi outside my window continues to gas me with solvent A whenever I try to get some sleep. Then half mutters half enunciates aloud in a manner audible through the window some garbled shit that I can only assume revolved around debased animal-like notions of dominance due to the tenor of this tinheaded tyrant. Paresthesia, disorientation, full beat, labored breath. For what its worth, the little tyrants aren't keeping the button held down for hours at a time. Though I was just gassed again(10:20) so it may be an interval thing. This one seems like solvent B.
2:46 pm: driven from my room from heat and asphyxiation. Guest room is being gassed. Heart aching, breath short
3:01 pm: still being gassed with solvent A.
Intermittently gassed thorughout the day in relatively smaller doses.
10:15 pm: gassed to the point of waking with solvent B, which is an ambigous mixture but contains psychoactive substances, induces paresthesia, and perceptual distorations.
11:05 pm: gassed by torturing scumbags
11:24 pm: gassed solvent A. Paresthesia, vasoconstriction, cardiac/breathing problems.
March 25th 2016 abuse: gassed with solvent A while trying to make a donation to Amnesty international for the abolition of torture.
12:40 am: my room solvent A gassing heartbeat increased.
7:24 am: dawnish, gassed with solvent A. Goons outside cheer.
7:27 am: button still being held down. Paresthesia, perceptual distortion, itchy scalp, vasoconstrition. Wakefulness when I haven't slept for for more than three hours. The fucking torturing sleep depriving fuckers. The fucking duck speaking garbage outside is programmed. They do whatever they're told no matter what. The scum of the earth
11:38 am: At SB on Atlantic and A1A. I just bought a Kind Bar and tall coffee from a barista named Harry. I don't know if these things are drugged yet, but when I asked Harry if they were he said "WHat?" I asked him a few times and he responded the same way each time. He was undoubtedly advised to act in the same manner as the others. A kind of weak attempt at deniability... But somebody told our little stooge Harry to act like this. So who told him?
1:00 pm: gassed again. This time at SB.
March 26th 2016 abuse: 2:33 am. I bought some gum after asking the worker at Walmasrt closest to my home if it was drugged. She game me what was probably the false name of Patty, but I got a pic of her in case it's drugged. She said she didn't know after the "hunh" routine. So we'll find out sooner or later if this particular item is drugged.
I then went to the Walmart on Atlantic and Kernan to get food that hasn't been drugged. I don't know yet if the contents are drugged yet.
8:45 am: my room gassed with solvent B.
12:30: gassed solvent B in my room while trying to sleep.
6:13 pm: gassed solvent B
6:30 pm: gassed solvent B
6:33 pm: in room solvent B gassing continous
6:36 pm: solvent B gassing continous.
6:39 pm: solvent b gassing continous.
7:01 pm: solvent b gassing.
7:18 pm: solvent b gassing continuos can't see straight.
7:21: continous solvent B. Shitheads outside laughing.
They're literally going to gass me to the point of seizure.
7:32 solvent B gassing continous.
7:38 pm: forehead muscles spasming.
7:46 pm: still being gassed solvent B.
8:47 pm: still gassed with solvent B.
8:59 pm: still being gassed with solvent B. Head soinning, disorientation, mental dullness. Numbness, blurred vision, slow reaction time between volition to move and actual movement.
March 27th 2016 abuse: 12:47 pm. While sitting in the living room I was gassed Solvent B.
March 28th 2016 abuse: It turns out he greenbeans I bought from Walmart last night were drugged. When I opened them there were bubbles in them. I had asked the assistant in the store if any of it was drugged. He responded with the usual "hunh?" I asked him a few more times and he said he didn't think so, then "no" It turns out that's not quit the case I got his timestamped picture for later.
March 29nth 2016 abuse: 1:55 pm. Gassed in my room. Solvent B.
March 30th 2016 abuse: 2:00 am, being gassed throughout the night. This is a psychoactive solvent. I've been awakened by the drugging.
2:07 am: Just had a convulsion from the gassing. The trained brainwashed shitheads out here are still regurgitating their platitudes.
7:24 am: being gassed with a psychoactive substance. Parasthesia, perceptual distortions, blunted mental acuity. I think this is the same substance they used to induce convulsions last night.
7:29 am: still being gassed.\
8:19 am: I'm on my bed by the window and I'm being gassed lightly(if you can say that) with the same substance noted above.
12:01 pm: 5th element. Some of the food in the buffet was drugged. I think I found some of it that wasn't though, though I might be wrong. My perceptions are altered my center has been knocked off balance and there's a dulling of tactile sensation along with disorientation. My sense of purpose to the day has been interrupted again. As the 5th element is a habitual dinie in for me after delivering food for meals on wheels it's certain that most of the people here are creeps, a notion which their redundant insults and shitty behavior have not disabused me of.
12:57 pm: I'm at Southern Bean on 1st and Atlantic. I ordered a Chai and asked the barista if it was drugged, she did the usual "what, hunh?" I explained that I'd been gassed multiple times and drugged. She just laughed and said "I'm sorry" in a sing-song voice. I've yet to see if it's drugged yet, but the water here is. I assume it is, otherwise I don't believe she would have applied all the rote responses. I was gassed last night to the point of convulsions, and whatever it is sin't conducive to the physiological health of the brain.
The people here are criminal in mind, if not behavior. Unless they recently changed the statutes on torture.
2:03 pm: I bought a brownie from southern bean, it game me symptoms of paresthesia, I'm not certain whats in it.
March 31st 2016 abuse: 10:00 am I was gassed again with solvent B as I practiced Peak and langauges.
10:27 pm: gassed again while using Trello.
3:17 pm: at SB there's a genral sense of mental dulling. Disorientation and the like. The food I bought at Chipotle's was drugged.
April 1st 2016 abuse: 7:00 am. Gassed with solvent B. People outside making insults.
8:16 am: gassed in my room with solvent B.
10:09 am: gassed again.
10:38 am: gassed while playing Hearthstone.
3:30 pm: at home being gassed while trying to nap in my room.
7:17 pm: gassed while sleeping off the effects of gassing in the garage. This was solvent A, and had an effect on the heart.
9:19 pm: in my room gassed with solvent B.
April 2nd 2016 abuse: 7:09 in my room. Heart is still burning and aching. I think they've started using solvent A again.
9:37 am: gassed with solvent B.
April 3rd 2016 abuse: low level solvent B gassing has been continous throughout the day. Beginning in my room in the morning. Loss of focus, mild Paresthesia, disorientation.
5:09 pm: outside southern bean. Gassed or drugged in some manner. This is solvent B. Paresthesia, lack of focus.
6:49 pm: Southern Bean. I just asked the cashier if the food here is drugged. She answered in the normal, "hunh, what?" manner. I asked her if anything around here is drugged, same answer. We went through this multiple times. She game me the fake name Serena. I took a picture so as to corroborate it later in case the food was drugged. They never actuallly gave me the food either.
7:11 pm: given a trespass by an officer who's last name is comacho. I asked her if she could actually get the evidence drug tested. She said no. I asked her why, and she said she already told me why. Which she didn't actually elaborate on.
I told her they've drugged me to the point of convulsions and she said she didn't care. I can literally quote her on saying that. I need to actually get more pictures of the people doing this in the cuture to identify them.
10:30 pm: Gassed with solvent B. Paresthesia, disorientation, halt to current activity, loss of focus, mental blunting and dumbing down.
April 4th 2016 abuse: 12:13 am. Gassed with solvent B. Paresthesia, disorientation, vasoconstriction, mental blunting, lack of goal directed activity.
5:24 AM: gassed awake with solvent B. Above mentioned symptoms. Less than three hours sleep.
5:30 am: intensity increased. Paresthesia, mental blunting, tightening of chest, wakefulness.
5:35 still being gassed with solvent B. Throbbing in frontal sinus and septum.
6:55 am. In my room still being gassed with solvent B. Paresthesia, altered senses, mental dulling, sleeplessness.
7:02 am: gassing continous. Itchy scalp, Paresthesia, lack of sleep.
7:10 AM; still gassed people outisde on course directing imperatives at me while I try to sleep.
8:54 am: woken up by people outside my window menacing and threatening.
9:07 am: gassed with Paresthesia, disorientation, mental blunting, vasoconstriction.
9:10 perceptual distortions, sympathetic activation.
9:15: left quad twitching, still being gassed.
9:24 am: still being gassed. Heartburning.
9:26am: gassed again. Labored breath, paresthesia, disorientation.
11:05: gassed paresthesia, mental dullness, twitching, woken up by this harassment.
11:29: gassed while using Peak. Paresthesia, mental dulling, twitching, disorientation.
12:06 pm: in my room doing duolingo. Paresthesia, mental blunting, acrid accretion in septum, mental slowing.
12:46: upstairs room is gassed. Solvent B. Paresthesia mental slowing, disorientation.
2:20 after meditating I found my room to be gassed when I went up, solvent B.
4:30 pm: while practicing dance, about 20 mins in I started seeing spots. Neon purple and yellow. I was having trouble focusing and felt like I was circulating sludge through my veins. I was getting dizzy easily too.
Here's what I've done today for reference: I woke up, did my languages and other day to day habits. I ate, got drugged a few times, meditated, cleaned up the house went to dance and then got some food. I'm at SB to work on my blogs, memorize and research the Burial of the Dead, do some writing. After I plan on doing some light cardio, more meditation and sleep.
7:02 pm: SB on University and Atlantic. The drinks I got at SB are drugged. The gatorade I got at the sushi shop down the street is also drugged. I took a picture of the truck that I think is delivering these sorts of drugged goods.
The crazy thing is that I was on the verge of collapsing earlier today and they're still drugging me. My sense of smell is shot and my sinuses are all over the place. I believe they drug the cups they put the coffee in at SB. I was going to refill one of the waters I got at the SB at university and Atlantic when the barista flipped out saying she could lose her job if I refilled it on my own. SHe then crushed the cup and got me a new one. She apologized and gave me a small gift card after flipping out but still, it makes sense that they'd drug the cups at another time and place.
April 5th 2016 abuse: 5:56 am, gassed awake with paresthesia, perceptual distortions, heart palpatations, vasoconstriction in the head, mental dullness, this fits their three hour sleep dep rule.
11:46 am: heart aches, perceptual distortions.
12:47: working on duolingo, gassed. Paresthesia, dizziness, disorientation, light headed.
7:35 pm: Chipotle at Beach and Hodges, my food has been drugged again. I think the rice in the burrito, the chips, and the hot salsa. I'll keep some for evidence.
8:33 pm: gassed solvent B.
April 6th 2016 abuse: dad refuses to give me the money he said he was going to get a new computer. He wants me to get a special "deal" computer tricked out apprently. WIth all the whatever they want to put on it.
FOr reference my day consists of writing, training, study and exercise. I bummed a smoke with the hopes that the mucoid coating will catch whatever it is their gassing me with in the lining. Not to mention some express control over my own physiology.
3:05 pm: drugged after eating at the M shack and the Happy Cup on the corner next to it.
April 7th 2016 abuse: 9:26 in my room. Gassed while listening to Garchen Rinpoche. Increased heartrate, disorientation.
April 8th 2016 abuse: gassed with solvent b. Paresthesia, disorientation, mental blunting.
6:46 am: in bed, still being gassed with solvent B, itchy scalp
6:49 am: still being gassed with solvent B. Three hour sleep dep.
7:05 am: gassing continous, itchy scalp, cramping in left kidney.
7:09 am: can taste the acrid taste of solvent B despite smoke ocluded nostrils, headache, lung irritation.
7:11 am: I think solvent B has an anti-choline aspect to it. I'm concerned about the validity of the cardiologis'ts assessment if they conitnue this.
7:17 am: still being gassed. Spasms in left kidney.
7:26 am: still being gassed. Need a full nights sleep for test. Quads twitching, headache.
9:20 am: gassed again solvent B.
3:30 pm: Dr. "Coolman" (Khulman) checked for leaky valves and brushed off all my attempts to inform him of what the problem is. He scheduled me for a stress test and chemical tests. His appointment lasted for less than three minutes. It amounts in my eyes to more or less denying medical care. He was a bald lanky man. I fasted for twelve hours with no labwork being done.
After experiencing the classical symptoms of a heart attack(numbness shooting down the left arm) I'd like to actually see a doctor.
April 9nth 2016 abuse: being gassed with solvent B. Woke up to being gassed. THree hour sleep dep. Paresthesia, mental blunting, ammonia smell and taste, disorientation.
7:02 still being gassed. About thirty minutes or more from last entry.
7:13: pain in the left kidney. Still being gassed.
9:07 am: still being gassed. Paresthesia, disorientation, perceptual distortions.
10:02 am: still being gassed. Been gassed repeatedly through the last half hour at least. Left kidney spasming. Headache, paresthesia. Solvent B. Sleep dep in effect.
11:15 pm: gassed solvent B. Paresthesia, disorientation.
April 10nth 2016 abuse: gassed this morning with solvent B. The usual sleep deprivation time.
Gassed while doing exercise, solvent B.
4:28 pm: gassed with solvent B, while trying to fix printer.
5:05 pm: gassed while driving.
6:22 pm: the SB on Atlantic and A1A has some sort of gas permeating it synonymous with solvent B.
April 11th 2016 abuse: 2:10, gum im using to quit smoking is drugged.
Paresthesia, perceptual distortion, mental blunting.
9:00 pm: gassed with listening to Shunryu Suzuki, solvent B.
9:35 pm: gassed again while listening to zen mind beginners mind. SOlvent B, Paresthesia, perceptual distortion, mental blunting.
9:41 pm: gassed again solvent B.
11:02: gassed again.
April 12th 2016 abuse: 12:14 am I just sat down to meditate and they've begun gassing again.
1:21 AM: my room, hwile lying down and trying to sleep I felll into a rythmic pattern of breath and was gassed. Solvent B.
1:25 AM: gassed again. Acrid nasal response, paresthesia, mental shifting.
9:49 am: gassed in my room while trying to calm my heart. I also had pain in the upper left quadrant of the abdomen last night. THis occurred some time after the 1:25 AM gassing.
10:04 AM: pain in left flank. Dull ache intermittent. HEadache, may be gassed biut I have no sense of smell right now.
10:15: 1-2 second long spasms in the left flank.
5:45 pm: gassed while memorizing a poem from To the Prettiest. Solvent B.
April 13th 2016 abuse: 3:05 am: Gassed while going to sleep. Paresthesia, itchy scalp, disorientation.
3ish pm. gassed multiple times while trying to sleep on the couch.
4:07 pm: gassed while driving.
8:28 pm: at CiCi's, the food here was drugged.
April 14 2016 abuse: gassed multiple times while I slept today, and while I did my daily habits.
April 15 2016 abuse: 8:00 pm gassed with solvent A while sleeping. Goons outside jeering continously.
8:11 pm: gassed agin, solvent B.
10:27 pm: gassing solvent B
11:10 pm: Gassed at the kitchen table. Caused headaches, disorientation.
11:40 pm: I'm still being gassed with something. It's causing headaches, but I can't smell anything. Vasoconstriction.
April 16th 2016 abuse: 12:26 am: gassed while watching Better Call Saul. HEadaches, vasoconstriction.
12:34: still gassed, same symptoms.
3:41 am: gassed while in bed. Vascoconstriction.
I was woken up aroud 2 pm gassed and had goons outiside talk shit. The MS cake was drugged and I was gassed intermittently thorughout the day.
April 17th 2016 abuse: I"ve been detoxing from smoking recently. BUt I feel sick, and I know that some of the things I ate last night were drugged. I feel that I"ve been gassed as well. 4:41 pm.
April 18th 2016 abuse: drugged again, by gum or Pei Weis. I've stopped smoking so im more senstive to dopamine manipulation
April 19nth 2016 abuse: gassed while sleeping solvent B>
April 20th 2016 abuse: gassed with solvent B while sleeping. Mental blunting, lack of goal oriented volition.
April 22nd 2016 abuse: 9:10 my room. Dad tells me to shut my windows and that theirs someone comgin to clean the chimney. I shut the windown and he goes "yessss!" They then proceed to gas me. It was solvent A to begin with, then solvent B. I've been gassed like this for at least ten minutes now.
April 26 2016 abuse: Outside of Bold Bean arounnd 7ish I was gassed with solvent B. A strong dosing. The teller told me "YOu can't do that here" what it was I should or shouldn't do was never made clear to me.
April 28th 2016 abuse: gassed while sleeping. I was catching up on sleep and was gassed a few times between 12:00 and 2:00 pm.
April 29th 2016 abuse: gassed while meditating, goons jeering outside.
After sundown they had a kids pool party two houses over, they made the children curs and gloat and go on about heart attacks. Making kids say terrible shit and showing off what terrible parents they are? Looks like they're keeping in good form since my brothers birthday.
May 11th 2016 abuse: dad mutters dumbass on the edge of earshot this morning. 8ish. Over the last week or so goons outside my window have been repating the word "dumbass" day and night.
8:30 pm: I found a small nail in the cats food. I took it out. Goons outs outside have been intermittently jeering.
10:37: goons outside my window keep repeating the word "dumbass" over and over again.
10:40 pm: goons outside my window repeating the same shit over and over. Part o fthe torture crew who no doubt had a hand in altering the newspapers and druggin the food. Sure am lucky to have a ton of evidence concerning those issues!
10:48 pm: shitheads still sitting outside my window repeating the same shit.
12:56 am: there are still shitheads outisde my window repeating the same shit.
May 12th 2016 abuse: once again they've started gasing again with solvent A. You can check this to be concurrent with dads message about a plumber. They've had me writhing in bed and woken me twice while I was sleeping here in the guest bedroom.
1:09 pm: gassed again with solvent A.
1:12 pm: this is part of their sleep deprivation program.
1:28 pm: since I'm down here in my room the plumber is upstairs with A: my computer, and B: the evidence in the ziplock bags.
May 13th 2016 abuse: earlier this morning the sual verbal abuse from the goons. I also found out that the nuclear stress test I was scheduled for today woudn't be "covered" by my insurance. As usual they called me right before they closed(they being first coast cardio) but the lady left a message saying that she'd keep the appointment but make it a regular stress test. Now, why I was scheduled for a nuclear stress testin the first place and then had it changed is beyond me. My understanding would be that the cardiologist would take the information obtained from the ultrasound and/or initual test and then appoint a nuclear test.
8:00 am: dad says "so sorry you had a heart attack" before leaving the house today. Yet the shitheads gassed me again anyway yesterday.
2:00 pm: at Target the cashier at the pharmacy says "heart attack" The "doctor" at the cardiologist hadn't talked to the girl at the register about the nuclear stress test. I was scheduled just to walk on the treadmill but even that was cancelled. .THe lady at the front desk said I was scheduled to see the doctor again next week, I told her to call me and let me know if a spot opened up for diagnostics. My assumption is that I'm once again being denied mediacl care, while the low lifes laugh about heart attacks. Once again no surprises conerning the conduct of the surrounding people.
May 14th 2016 abuse: 3:28 sleeping in the guest room gooons outside are jeering as usual about heart attacks and the like.
7:37 pm: in my room assembling furniture. Goons outside constantly yelling "dumbass" outside my window.
11:51 pm: goons outside my window constantly repating "sovore"
May 15th 2016 abuse: sleeping in guestroom at 12:24 pm. Gassed with solvent A. Goons constantly insulting me outside. My heart is burning, not because of acid reflux or "heartburn" but because of this gassing. Over and over again. No belching, intestinal problems, stomach pains or anything like that.
As soon as a I send a text to Tanya asking her to reschedule because I don't want to collapse, the garage door is opened by dad. So its reasonable to assume that he had to do with the gassing. A split second after I send the text?
1:50 pm in the guest bedroom, gassed with solvent A.
1:55 pm goons outside repating "heart attack" over and over again.
7:01 pm gassed again with solvent A. Goons hurl insults outside.
May 16th 2016 abuse: 5:37 am my room gassed with solvent A.
9:45 am in the guest room. Haven't slept since the last gasssing. Trying to sleep again and getting gassed with solvent A. I figureI've had three hours of sleep since I went to bed last night. Standard sleep deprivation situation.
10:08 am still gassed with solvent A.
May 17 2016 abuse: gassed and woken up with solvent A. At around 9:30 to 9:45 am. Goon outside puking up invective on my person.
5:19 pm: goons outside keep repeating "heart attack" knowing how they're still gassing me every day and denying me medical care like the nuclear stress echo I was scheduled for aI assume its a sort of death threat.
Knowing that they've bade good on it before with the prior cardiac incident it's evident they have the capacity to make good on their claim.
8:00 pmgoons outside continously making threats as above mentioned.
9:05 pm: gassed with a mild irritant while meditating
9:11 pm: the irritant is causing heartburn symptoms, these symptoms are distincly different from the symptoms presentd by solvent A in that it isn't a sympathetic activant. It's an irritant. My guess is that they're deliberately mixing chemicals up and trying to confound their responsibility for the cardiac episode prior.
9:22 pm: they're still gassing with the irritant. It's stinging my face and eyes.
9:51 pm: they're still using the irritant. GOons outside shouting.
10:06 pm: they're still gassing me with the irritant. My eyes are stinging and heart burning.
11:31 pm: upstairs the room is wstill being filled with the irritant. Downstairs when I was lying on the couch I had a solvent similar or the same as solvent A in lower doses. INcreasing the rate of heartbeat.
11:52 pm: my hearts beating faster up here in hte room where the irritant was being sprayed. I think they're mixing in solvent A with the mix, or I'm just getting too much of the irritant.
May 18th 2016 abuse: I'm in my bed and I'm still having either an irritant or small amounts of solven A piped into my room becausemy heart is still pumping hard. I've been trying to sleep for the last few hours.
It's 1:53 am: I've been gassed most of the time since the last entry probably around 4/5 of the time. I know it's solvent A and maybe some other solvents as well.
As an aside the photo I took of the cop car was edited or replaced. THe name on the car was goebbels. MOre evidence tampering.
4:16 am: goons outside in the back yard making noise.
10:56 pm: at SB on atlantic and hodges, goons still going on about "heart attacks". I took two pictures of the cop car that I took before. Same name.
May 18th 2016 abuse: im in my bed and I'm still having either an irritant or small amounts of solvent A piped into my room because my heart is still pumping hard. I've been trying to sleep for the last few hours.
It's 1:53 AM, I've been gassed most of the time since the last entry probably around 4/5 of the time. I know it's solvent A and maybe some other solvents as well.
As an aside the photo I took of the cop car was edited or replacced. The name on the car was goebbels. More evidence tampering
May 19nth 2016 abuse: 1:38 am. Goons outside are shouting heart attack in unison both threatening another cardiac incident and solidifying their post torture comraderie. SOmeone should note the time and place these people are at and what they're doing.
7:30ish pm.: I called Mary-Beth Huber to see how my uncle Jerry Hoefert was doing after dad texted me saying he had lung cancer. SHe said she didn't know much and that he was on soft foods because they thought it was a throat thing. She told me that Lorrie had broke her wrist and that she was lft handed. I asked after Wendy and Kurt who'd I'd been told years before that they'd had cancer of the uterus and bowels respectively. I'm not certain anymore if these diagnoses are true, given the amount of bullshit that's been flying around. Mary-Beth told me she would text me with any updates on Jerry.
May 20th 2016 abuse: It's 6:09 in the guest bedroom and there's been goons shouting outside my window all night. I haven't slept at all.
There's also something irritating they gassed the room with. It's not solvent A, but it's perception altering.
6:25 am: they started gassing the room with low doeses of solvent A or a similar solvent. Symptoms are paresthesia, and accelerated heart rate. ALthough it isn't severe in nature like the prior gassings. I'm surprised they're still gassing me at all considering the consequences of what happened before.
7:44 am: gassed again, goons otside still shouting.
8:33 am: goons still shouting outside.
1:30 pm: woken up by goons gassed with solvent A.
May 21st 2016 abuse: 2:38 am gassed again, not solvent A. I quit cigarettes earlier tgoday. WHenever I quit smoking they start gasssing me when I'm in the house. This has happened every time after I quit smoking within the last few weeks.
Goons outside keep shouting, will not let me sleep.
May 24th/25th 2016 abuse: I was gassed and tormetented to the point of pulling out my tooth with a crown in it and experienced catatonia after three days of being gassed and getting no sleep more or less continously. I was brought to Flagler Hospital inpatient psychiatric under the Baker Act.
Sunday 29nth of May: 3:10 Dad comes in a nd says "your right I don't love you We sit down and he has nothing to say. I got upset because he's been trying to bget me on heavy anti-psychotics since I've been back from abroad. He's not concerned and says he's going to come back every day. I tried to get a Lawyer at Farah and Farah since my dad wants to keep me here. I was given the run around yet again, for legal representation. They guy there said, that they may or may not be in tomorrow which is an obvious lie.
I told dad I don't want to see him again. If he says he hates me or whatnot, why should I want him around.
5:10 I'm being gasse in my room.
6:05 still drugged with solvent D.
I was brought here by my dad after being gassed to the point of catatonia. I actually don't remember any of the intake process at all.
29th 6:30 pm:
I heard I was going to be given thorazine like I was in Thailand.
7:15 Solvent D gassed.
10:45 pm: I was gassed with Solvent D.
11:00 pm ""
Monday 30th
7: am gassed with solvent D in my room while asleep. Gassed at following times: 7:30, 11:15 am, 11:30, 12:30 pm, 1:00 pm in common room gassed with solvent D. 2:00, 2:30, 3:00,4:15, 4:30
I called Caroll Caldwell and a nursing home attorney, both said they'd call back tomorrow. I'm still getting the run around, tech gave me (904) area code for the hospital.
7:30 gassed with solvent D.
9:15 ""
Tues 31st: 8:00 am gassed with solvent D. 11:00 am, and 9:00 pm.
Wed June first: 12:15 gassed solvent D. Gassed at following times: 4:00, 4:55, 6:30,9:30,11:00.
No call back from Lawyers.
Thurs 2nd: Gassed with Solvent D at 12:15 Am. 1:00 AM, 7:30 AM, and 9:30 AM.
Called Barnes, Barnes, and Cohen and was directed to Robert Slama. (904) 286-1050. The number given fo rthe hospital was (904)819-4569. Slama's secretary said the'd call back. I'm still being run around.
Gassed in room @ 10:30
Thurs 2nd: Gassed with Solvent D at the following times: 5:20 pm, 5:50, and 9:15.
Fri 3rd gassed with solvent D at 2:15 AM, 6:45 am, and 7:16 am.
gassed w/ solvent D 2:00.
Got a 20 day shot of Abilify. It was degrading, they took the shot in an butt cheek. For all intents and purposes I can't even tell if it's actually a long acting dose or merely a short term shot. The person who gave it to me was a nurse named "joanne" I'm fairly certain she was a transexual. 2:55
At some point before I started taking notes I was given a Halidol injection when I first arrived. This was similar to the above mentioned injection. On the butttocks with a whole team of people watching. I was not violent and never have been throughout the whole ordeal, neither to myself or others. Some of the staff who came to watch were acting faux homosexual.
Also at another point before the 72 hour limitation of the Baker Act expired I was brought before a quote unquote "Judge" to see how long I would stay. I have false sheets of the Habeas Corpus papers. My father was there as well during this time.
2:55 gassed with solvent D 4:
I was gassed with solvent D at the following times throughout June 3rd: 5:15,6:50,7:00,8:00,8:55.10:00
Sat 4rth: Gassed with Solvent D @ 4:00 am
Gassed with Solvent D at the following times, 9:45 am, 10:50 am,
Talked to Lawyer Michael Hines secretary, said Mr. Hines would call back. No legal representation, and more run around.
2:00 gassed with solvent D.
Called Ademac, Adams, and Albough Law firms, left message for Adamec, no other picked up.
Gassed at following times with solvent D: 5:50, 6:05, 9:15 pm.
Sun 5th: Gassed with Solvent D at following times 12:25, 12:45, and 7:00 pm.
Mon 6th: Gassed with Solvent D 7:30 AM
Called Anderson, Green LLC. No one too refer
Called Anthony Difilippo Jr. Bad line.
Anthony, Madi. Asked if could call back, didn't take info. Run around.
Called Armstrong Law, hold, return call. Goose chase
Fine, Fawkosh, and parlapiano accident and injury only
Called Avolio and Hanling at 10:30 AM. Said they'd call back at (904) 899-4561. Given by Kitty the tech here.
Called Dagen Steven and Assoc. Car accidents, run around
Called John Baily, typically don't handle these cases, can call back. No follow up on personal info.
Brandon Beardley, put on hold, call back.
It should be mentioned that I never recieved a call back at all from any of the Law firms contacted.
Called Alyssa C PH Attorney @ Law, don't do these cases, put on hold
Called Caron Law; hold, told they would see what attorney would handle that.
THey're impersonating Lawyers and Law Firms. Technically I never talked to a Lawyer, just secretaries.
Gassed with Solvent D @ 11:00
12:25 pm called Roger COok att @ Law, no pick up
Law station, picked up, Kaufta Melissa, call back
12:33 Called Robert Mc Leod put on hold, don't handle this.
12:35 pm: Attorney Parsons, left message and call back.
12:40 pm: Called Thomas Archibald J III, does not do Baker Act Problems, does not have reference.
All bolded Attorneys in St. Johns Not members of the same firm Called.
Gassed with solvent D at following times: 12:45,3:15,5:40,6:00,6:15,7:15,7:30.
Called Miller Shine and Bryan PL recieved a message
6/8/16 gassed with solvent D at 12:45 and 7:45
6/9/16 Gassed with solvent D at 10:00 AM. I was gassed so often, and with the deleterious effects of the gas, there was no way I could make note of every instance.
June 13th 2016 abuse: I just found out all the incriminating evicdence left in voice messages on my phone have been deleted. T-mobile may have copies. "Bait and switch insurance" and so on are gone.
March 24th 2016 abuse: 6:08 am gassed solvent A. Trying to sleep while assholes outside on the course talk in voices that are audible through my closed windows.
6:35 am: gassed solvent A.
6:54 am: moved to the gues room to escape the gassing. They're now gassing the guest room with solvent A. There's a jackass out on the golf course making menacing and threatening statements. He and his deindividuated and anonymous buddies have been intermittenly gassing me since dawn.
10:15 am: the dumb fucking nazi outside my window continues to gas me with solvent A whenever I try to get some sleep. Then half mutters half enunciates aloud in a manner audible through the window some garbled shit that I can only assume revolved around debased animal-like notions of dominance due to the tenor of this tinheaded tyrant. Paresthesia, disorientation, full beat, labored breath. For what its worth, the little tyrants aren't keeping the button held down for hours at a time. Though I was just gassed again(10:20) so it may be an interval thing. This one seems like solvent B.
2:46 pm: driven from my room from heat and asphyxiation. Guest room is being gassed. Heart aching, breath short
3:01 pm: still being gassed with solvent A.
Intermittently gassed thorughout the day in relatively smaller doses.
10:15 pm: gassed to the point of waking with solvent B, which is an ambigous mixture but contains psychoactive substances, induces paresthesia, and perceptual distorations.
11:05 pm: gassed by torturing scumbags
11:24 pm: gassed solvent A. Paresthesia, vasoconstriction, cardiac/breathing problems.
March 25th 2016 abuse: gassed with solvent A while trying to make a donation to Amnesty international for the abolition of torture.
12:40 am: my room solvent A gassing heartbeat increased.
7:24 am: dawnish, gassed with solvent A. Goons outside cheer.
7:27 am: button still being held down. Paresthesia, perceptual distortion, itchy scalp, vasoconstrition. Wakefulness when I haven't slept for for more than three hours. The fucking torturing sleep depriving fuckers. The fucking duck speaking garbage outside is programmed. They do whatever they're told no matter what. The scum of the earth
11:38 am: At SB on Atlantic and A1A. I just bought a Kind Bar and tall coffee from a barista named Harry. I don't know if these things are drugged yet, but when I asked Harry if they were he said "WHat?" I asked him a few times and he responded the same way each time. He was undoubtedly advised to act in the same manner as the others. A kind of weak attempt at deniability... But somebody told our little stooge Harry to act like this. So who told him?
1:00 pm: gassed again. This time at SB.
March 26th 2016 abuse: 2:33 am. I bought some gum after asking the worker at Walmasrt closest to my home if it was drugged. She game me what was probably the false name of Patty, but I got a pic of her in case it's drugged. She said she didn't know after the "hunh" routine. So we'll find out sooner or later if this particular item is drugged.
I then went to the Walmart on Atlantic and Kernan to get food that hasn't been drugged. I don't know yet if the contents are drugged yet.
8:45 am: my room gassed with solvent B.
12:30: gassed solvent B in my room while trying to sleep.
6:13 pm: gassed solvent B
6:30 pm: gassed solvent B
6:33 pm: in room solvent B gassing continous
6:36 pm: solvent B gassing continous.
6:39 pm: solvent b gassing continous.
7:01 pm: solvent b gassing.
7:18 pm: solvent b gassing continuos can't see straight.
7:21: continous solvent B. Shitheads outside laughing.
They're literally going to gass me to the point of seizure.
7:32 solvent B gassing continous.
7:38 pm: forehead muscles spasming.
7:46 pm: still being gassed solvent B.
8:47 pm: still gassed with solvent B.
8:59 pm: still being gassed with solvent B. Head soinning, disorientation, mental dullness. Numbness, blurred vision, slow reaction time between volition to move and actual movement.
March 27th 2016 abuse: 12:47 pm. While sitting in the living room I was gassed Solvent B.
March 28th 2016 abuse: It turns out he greenbeans I bought from Walmart last night were drugged. When I opened them there were bubbles in them. I had asked the assistant in the store if any of it was drugged. He responded with the usual "hunh?" I asked him a few more times and he said he didn't think so, then "no" It turns out that's not quit the case I got his timestamped picture for later.
March 29nth 2016 abuse: 1:55 pm. Gassed in my room. Solvent B.
March 30th 2016 abuse: 2:00 am, being gassed throughout the night. This is a psychoactive solvent. I've been awakened by the drugging.
2:07 am: Just had a convulsion from the gassing. The trained brainwashed shitheads out here are still regurgitating their platitudes.
7:24 am: being gassed with a psychoactive substance. Parasthesia, perceptual distortions, blunted mental acuity. I think this is the same substance they used to induce convulsions last night.
7:29 am: still being gassed.\
8:19 am: I'm on my bed by the window and I'm being gassed lightly(if you can say that) with the same substance noted above.
12:01 pm: 5th element. Some of the food in the buffet was drugged. I think I found some of it that wasn't though, though I might be wrong. My perceptions are altered my center has been knocked off balance and there's a dulling of tactile sensation along with disorientation. My sense of purpose to the day has been interrupted again. As the 5th element is a habitual dinie in for me after delivering food for meals on wheels it's certain that most of the people here are creeps, a notion which their redundant insults and shitty behavior have not disabused me of.
12:57 pm: I'm at Southern Bean on 1st and Atlantic. I ordered a Chai and asked the barista if it was drugged, she did the usual "what, hunh?" I explained that I'd been gassed multiple times and drugged. She just laughed and said "I'm sorry" in a sing-song voice. I've yet to see if it's drugged yet, but the water here is. I assume it is, otherwise I don't believe she would have applied all the rote responses. I was gassed last night to the point of convulsions, and whatever it is sin't conducive to the physiological health of the brain.
The people here are criminal in mind, if not behavior. Unless they recently changed the statutes on torture.
2:03 pm: I bought a brownie from southern bean, it game me symptoms of paresthesia, I'm not certain whats in it.
March 31st 2016 abuse: 10:00 am I was gassed again with solvent B as I practiced Peak and langauges.
10:27 pm: gassed again while using Trello.
3:17 pm: at SB there's a genral sense of mental dulling. Disorientation and the like. The food I bought at Chipotle's was drugged.
April 1st 2016 abuse: 7:00 am. Gassed with solvent B. People outside making insults.
8:16 am: gassed in my room with solvent B.
10:09 am: gassed again.
10:38 am: gassed while playing Hearthstone.
3:30 pm: at home being gassed while trying to nap in my room.
7:17 pm: gassed while sleeping off the effects of gassing in the garage. This was solvent A, and had an effect on the heart.
9:19 pm: in my room gassed with solvent B.
April 2nd 2016 abuse: 7:09 in my room. Heart is still burning and aching. I think they've started using solvent A again.
9:37 am: gassed with solvent B.
April 3rd 2016 abuse: low level solvent B gassing has been continous throughout the day. Beginning in my room in the morning. Loss of focus, mild Paresthesia, disorientation.
5:09 pm: outside southern bean. Gassed or drugged in some manner. This is solvent B. Paresthesia, lack of focus.
6:49 pm: Southern Bean. I just asked the cashier if the food here is drugged. She answered in the normal, "hunh, what?" manner. I asked her if anything around here is drugged, same answer. We went through this multiple times. She game me the fake name Serena. I took a picture so as to corroborate it later in case the food was drugged. They never actuallly gave me the food either.
7:11 pm: given a trespass by an officer who's last name is comacho. I asked her if she could actually get the evidence drug tested. She said no. I asked her why, and she said she already told me why. Which she didn't actually elaborate on.
I told her they've drugged me to the point of convulsions and she said she didn't care. I can literally quote her on saying that. I need to actually get more pictures of the people doing this in the cuture to identify them.
10:30 pm: Gassed with solvent B. Paresthesia, disorientation, halt to current activity, loss of focus, mental blunting and dumbing down.
April 4th 2016 abuse: 12:13 am. Gassed with solvent B. Paresthesia, disorientation, vasoconstriction, mental blunting, lack of goal directed activity.
5:24 AM: gassed awake with solvent B. Above mentioned symptoms. Less than three hours sleep.
5:30 am: intensity increased. Paresthesia, mental blunting, tightening of chest, wakefulness.
5:35 still being gassed with solvent B. Throbbing in frontal sinus and septum.
6:55 am. In my room still being gassed with solvent B. Paresthesia, altered senses, mental dulling, sleeplessness.
7:02 am: gassing continous. Itchy scalp, Paresthesia, lack of sleep.
7:10 AM; still gassed people outisde on course directing imperatives at me while I try to sleep.
8:54 am: woken up by people outside my window menacing and threatening.
9:07 am: gassed with Paresthesia, disorientation, mental blunting, vasoconstriction.
9:10 perceptual distortions, sympathetic activation.
9:15: left quad twitching, still being gassed.
9:24 am: still being gassed. Heartburning.
9:26am: gassed again. Labored breath, paresthesia, disorientation.
11:05: gassed paresthesia, mental dullness, twitching, woken up by this harassment.
11:29: gassed while using Peak. Paresthesia, mental dulling, twitching, disorientation.
12:06 pm: in my room doing duolingo. Paresthesia, mental blunting, acrid accretion in septum, mental slowing.
12:46: upstairs room is gassed. Solvent B. Paresthesia mental slowing, disorientation.
2:20 after meditating I found my room to be gassed when I went up, solvent B.
4:30 pm: while practicing dance, about 20 mins in I started seeing spots. Neon purple and yellow. I was having trouble focusing and felt like I was circulating sludge through my veins. I was getting dizzy easily too.
Here's what I've done today for reference: I woke up, did my languages and other day to day habits. I ate, got drugged a few times, meditated, cleaned up the house went to dance and then got some food. I'm at SB to work on my blogs, memorize and research the Burial of the Dead, do some writing. After I plan on doing some light cardio, more meditation and sleep.
7:02 pm: SB on University and Atlantic. The drinks I got at SB are drugged. The gatorade I got at the sushi shop down the street is also drugged. I took a picture of the truck that I think is delivering these sorts of drugged goods.
The crazy thing is that I was on the verge of collapsing earlier today and they're still drugging me. My sense of smell is shot and my sinuses are all over the place. I believe they drug the cups they put the coffee in at SB. I was going to refill one of the waters I got at the SB at university and Atlantic when the barista flipped out saying she could lose her job if I refilled it on my own. SHe then crushed the cup and got me a new one. She apologized and gave me a small gift card after flipping out but still, it makes sense that they'd drug the cups at another time and place.
April 5th 2016 abuse: 5:56 am, gassed awake with paresthesia, perceptual distortions, heart palpatations, vasoconstriction in the head, mental dullness, this fits their three hour sleep dep rule.
11:46 am: heart aches, perceptual distortions.
12:47: working on duolingo, gassed. Paresthesia, dizziness, disorientation, light headed.
7:35 pm: Chipotle at Beach and Hodges, my food has been drugged again. I think the rice in the burrito, the chips, and the hot salsa. I'll keep some for evidence.
8:33 pm: gassed solvent B.
April 6th 2016 abuse: dad refuses to give me the money he said he was going to get a new computer. He wants me to get a special "deal" computer tricked out apprently. WIth all the whatever they want to put on it.
FOr reference my day consists of writing, training, study and exercise. I bummed a smoke with the hopes that the mucoid coating will catch whatever it is their gassing me with in the lining. Not to mention some express control over my own physiology.
3:05 pm: drugged after eating at the M shack and the Happy Cup on the corner next to it.
April 7th 2016 abuse: 9:26 in my room. Gassed while listening to Garchen Rinpoche. Increased heartrate, disorientation.
April 8th 2016 abuse: gassed with solvent b. Paresthesia, disorientation, mental blunting.
6:46 am: in bed, still being gassed with solvent B, itchy scalp
6:49 am: still being gassed with solvent B. Three hour sleep dep.
7:05 am: gassing continous, itchy scalp, cramping in left kidney.
7:09 am: can taste the acrid taste of solvent B despite smoke ocluded nostrils, headache, lung irritation.
7:11 am: I think solvent B has an anti-choline aspect to it. I'm concerned about the validity of the cardiologis'ts assessment if they conitnue this.
7:17 am: still being gassed. Spasms in left kidney.
7:26 am: still being gassed. Need a full nights sleep for test. Quads twitching, headache.
9:20 am: gassed again solvent B.
3:30 pm: Dr. "Coolman" (Khulman) checked for leaky valves and brushed off all my attempts to inform him of what the problem is. He scheduled me for a stress test and chemical tests. His appointment lasted for less than three minutes. It amounts in my eyes to more or less denying medical care. He was a bald lanky man. I fasted for twelve hours with no labwork being done.
After experiencing the classical symptoms of a heart attack(numbness shooting down the left arm) I'd like to actually see a doctor.
April 9nth 2016 abuse: being gassed with solvent B. Woke up to being gassed. THree hour sleep dep. Paresthesia, mental blunting, ammonia smell and taste, disorientation.
7:02 still being gassed. About thirty minutes or more from last entry.
7:13: pain in the left kidney. Still being gassed.
9:07 am: still being gassed. Paresthesia, disorientation, perceptual distortions.
10:02 am: still being gassed. Been gassed repeatedly through the last half hour at least. Left kidney spasming. Headache, paresthesia. Solvent B. Sleep dep in effect.
11:15 pm: gassed solvent B. Paresthesia, disorientation.
April 10nth 2016 abuse: gassed this morning with solvent B. The usual sleep deprivation time.
Gassed while doing exercise, solvent B.
4:28 pm: gassed with solvent B, while trying to fix printer.
5:05 pm: gassed while driving.
6:22 pm: the SB on Atlantic and A1A has some sort of gas permeating it synonymous with solvent B.
April 11th 2016 abuse: 2:10, gum im using to quit smoking is drugged.
Paresthesia, perceptual distortion, mental blunting.
9:00 pm: gassed with listening to Shunryu Suzuki, solvent B.
9:35 pm: gassed again while listening to zen mind beginners mind. SOlvent B, Paresthesia, perceptual distortion, mental blunting.
9:41 pm: gassed again solvent B.
11:02: gassed again.
April 12th 2016 abuse: 12:14 am I just sat down to meditate and they've begun gassing again.
1:21 AM: my room, hwile lying down and trying to sleep I felll into a rythmic pattern of breath and was gassed. Solvent B.
1:25 AM: gassed again. Acrid nasal response, paresthesia, mental shifting.
9:49 am: gassed in my room while trying to calm my heart. I also had pain in the upper left quadrant of the abdomen last night. THis occurred some time after the 1:25 AM gassing.
10:04 AM: pain in left flank. Dull ache intermittent. HEadache, may be gassed biut I have no sense of smell right now.
10:15: 1-2 second long spasms in the left flank.
5:45 pm: gassed while memorizing a poem from To the Prettiest. Solvent B.
April 13th 2016 abuse: 3:05 am: Gassed while going to sleep. Paresthesia, itchy scalp, disorientation.
3ish pm. gassed multiple times while trying to sleep on the couch.
4:07 pm: gassed while driving.
8:28 pm: at CiCi's, the food here was drugged.
April 14 2016 abuse: gassed multiple times while I slept today, and while I did my daily habits.
April 15 2016 abuse: 8:00 pm gassed with solvent A while sleeping. Goons outside jeering continously.
8:11 pm: gassed agin, solvent B.
10:27 pm: gassing solvent B
11:10 pm: Gassed at the kitchen table. Caused headaches, disorientation.
11:40 pm: I'm still being gassed with something. It's causing headaches, but I can't smell anything. Vasoconstriction.
April 16th 2016 abuse: 12:26 am: gassed while watching Better Call Saul. HEadaches, vasoconstriction.
12:34: still gassed, same symptoms.
3:41 am: gassed while in bed. Vascoconstriction.
I was woken up aroud 2 pm gassed and had goons outiside talk shit. The MS cake was drugged and I was gassed intermittently thorughout the day.
April 17th 2016 abuse: I"ve been detoxing from smoking recently. BUt I feel sick, and I know that some of the things I ate last night were drugged. I feel that I"ve been gassed as well. 4:41 pm.
April 18th 2016 abuse: drugged again, by gum or Pei Weis. I've stopped smoking so im more senstive to dopamine manipulation
April 19nth 2016 abuse: gassed while sleeping solvent B>
April 20th 2016 abuse: gassed with solvent B while sleeping. Mental blunting, lack of goal oriented volition.
April 22nd 2016 abuse: 9:10 my room. Dad tells me to shut my windows and that theirs someone comgin to clean the chimney. I shut the windown and he goes "yessss!" They then proceed to gas me. It was solvent A to begin with, then solvent B. I've been gassed like this for at least ten minutes now.
April 26 2016 abuse: Outside of Bold Bean arounnd 7ish I was gassed with solvent B. A strong dosing. The teller told me "YOu can't do that here" what it was I should or shouldn't do was never made clear to me.
April 28th 2016 abuse: gassed while sleeping. I was catching up on sleep and was gassed a few times between 12:00 and 2:00 pm.
April 29th 2016 abuse: gassed while meditating, goons jeering outside.
After sundown they had a kids pool party two houses over, they made the children curs and gloat and go on about heart attacks. Making kids say terrible shit and showing off what terrible parents they are? Looks like they're keeping in good form since my brothers birthday.
May 11th 2016 abuse: dad mutters dumbass on the edge of earshot this morning. 8ish. Over the last week or so goons outside my window have been repating the word "dumbass" day and night.
8:30 pm: I found a small nail in the cats food. I took it out. Goons outs outside have been intermittently jeering.
10:37: goons outside my window keep repeating the word "dumbass" over and over again.
10:40 pm: goons outside my window repeating the same shit over and over. Part o fthe torture crew who no doubt had a hand in altering the newspapers and druggin the food. Sure am lucky to have a ton of evidence concerning those issues!
10:48 pm: shitheads still sitting outside my window repeating the same shit.
12:56 am: there are still shitheads outisde my window repeating the same shit.
May 12th 2016 abuse: once again they've started gasing again with solvent A. You can check this to be concurrent with dads message about a plumber. They've had me writhing in bed and woken me twice while I was sleeping here in the guest bedroom.
1:09 pm: gassed again with solvent A.
1:12 pm: this is part of their sleep deprivation program.
1:28 pm: since I'm down here in my room the plumber is upstairs with A: my computer, and B: the evidence in the ziplock bags.
May 13th 2016 abuse: earlier this morning the sual verbal abuse from the goons. I also found out that the nuclear stress test I was scheduled for today woudn't be "covered" by my insurance. As usual they called me right before they closed(they being first coast cardio) but the lady left a message saying that she'd keep the appointment but make it a regular stress test. Now, why I was scheduled for a nuclear stress testin the first place and then had it changed is beyond me. My understanding would be that the cardiologist would take the information obtained from the ultrasound and/or initual test and then appoint a nuclear test.
8:00 am: dad says "so sorry you had a heart attack" before leaving the house today. Yet the shitheads gassed me again anyway yesterday.
2:00 pm: at Target the cashier at the pharmacy says "heart attack" The "doctor" at the cardiologist hadn't talked to the girl at the register about the nuclear stress test. I was scheduled just to walk on the treadmill but even that was cancelled. .THe lady at the front desk said I was scheduled to see the doctor again next week, I told her to call me and let me know if a spot opened up for diagnostics. My assumption is that I'm once again being denied mediacl care, while the low lifes laugh about heart attacks. Once again no surprises conerning the conduct of the surrounding people.
May 14th 2016 abuse: 3:28 sleeping in the guest room gooons outside are jeering as usual about heart attacks and the like.
7:37 pm: in my room assembling furniture. Goons outside constantly yelling "dumbass" outside my window.
11:51 pm: goons outside my window constantly repating "sovore"
May 15th 2016 abuse: sleeping in guestroom at 12:24 pm. Gassed with solvent A. Goons constantly insulting me outside. My heart is burning, not because of acid reflux or "heartburn" but because of this gassing. Over and over again. No belching, intestinal problems, stomach pains or anything like that.
As soon as a I send a text to Tanya asking her to reschedule because I don't want to collapse, the garage door is opened by dad. So its reasonable to assume that he had to do with the gassing. A split second after I send the text?
1:50 pm in the guest bedroom, gassed with solvent A.
1:55 pm goons outside repating "heart attack" over and over again.
7:01 pm gassed again with solvent A. Goons hurl insults outside.
May 16th 2016 abuse: 5:37 am my room gassed with solvent A.
9:45 am in the guest room. Haven't slept since the last gasssing. Trying to sleep again and getting gassed with solvent A. I figureI've had three hours of sleep since I went to bed last night. Standard sleep deprivation situation.
10:08 am still gassed with solvent A.
May 17 2016 abuse: gassed and woken up with solvent A. At around 9:30 to 9:45 am. Goon outside puking up invective on my person.
5:19 pm: goons outside keep repeating "heart attack" knowing how they're still gassing me every day and denying me medical care like the nuclear stress echo I was scheduled for aI assume its a sort of death threat.
Knowing that they've bade good on it before with the prior cardiac incident it's evident they have the capacity to make good on their claim.
8:00 pmgoons outside continously making threats as above mentioned.
9:05 pm: gassed with a mild irritant while meditating
9:11 pm: the irritant is causing heartburn symptoms, these symptoms are distincly different from the symptoms presentd by solvent A in that it isn't a sympathetic activant. It's an irritant. My guess is that they're deliberately mixing chemicals up and trying to confound their responsibility for the cardiac episode prior.
9:22 pm: they're still gassing with the irritant. It's stinging my face and eyes.
9:51 pm: they're still using the irritant. GOons outside shouting.
10:06 pm: they're still gassing me with the irritant. My eyes are stinging and heart burning.
11:31 pm: upstairs the room is wstill being filled with the irritant. Downstairs when I was lying on the couch I had a solvent similar or the same as solvent A in lower doses. INcreasing the rate of heartbeat.
11:52 pm: my hearts beating faster up here in hte room where the irritant was being sprayed. I think they're mixing in solvent A with the mix, or I'm just getting too much of the irritant.
May 18th 2016 abuse: I'm in my bed and I'm still having either an irritant or small amounts of solven A piped into my room becausemy heart is still pumping hard. I've been trying to sleep for the last few hours.
It's 1:53 am: I've been gassed most of the time since the last entry probably around 4/5 of the time. I know it's solvent A and maybe some other solvents as well.
As an aside the photo I took of the cop car was edited or replaced. THe name on the car was goebbels. MOre evidence tampering.
4:16 am: goons outside in the back yard making noise.
10:56 pm: at SB on atlantic and hodges, goons still going on about "heart attacks". I took two pictures of the cop car that I took before. Same name.
May 18th 2016 abuse: im in my bed and I'm still having either an irritant or small amounts of solvent A piped into my room because my heart is still pumping hard. I've been trying to sleep for the last few hours.
It's 1:53 AM, I've been gassed most of the time since the last entry probably around 4/5 of the time. I know it's solvent A and maybe some other solvents as well.
As an aside the photo I took of the cop car was edited or replacced. The name on the car was goebbels. More evidence tampering
May 19nth 2016 abuse: 1:38 am. Goons outside are shouting heart attack in unison both threatening another cardiac incident and solidifying their post torture comraderie. SOmeone should note the time and place these people are at and what they're doing.
7:30ish pm.: I called Mary-Beth Huber to see how my uncle Jerry Hoefert was doing after dad texted me saying he had lung cancer. SHe said she didn't know much and that he was on soft foods because they thought it was a throat thing. She told me that Lorrie had broke her wrist and that she was lft handed. I asked after Wendy and Kurt who'd I'd been told years before that they'd had cancer of the uterus and bowels respectively. I'm not certain anymore if these diagnoses are true, given the amount of bullshit that's been flying around. Mary-Beth told me she would text me with any updates on Jerry.
May 20th 2016 abuse: It's 6:09 in the guest bedroom and there's been goons shouting outside my window all night. I haven't slept at all.
There's also something irritating they gassed the room with. It's not solvent A, but it's perception altering.
6:25 am: they started gassing the room with low doeses of solvent A or a similar solvent. Symptoms are paresthesia, and accelerated heart rate. ALthough it isn't severe in nature like the prior gassings. I'm surprised they're still gassing me at all considering the consequences of what happened before.
7:44 am: gassed again, goons otside still shouting.
8:33 am: goons still shouting outside.
1:30 pm: woken up by goons gassed with solvent A.
May 21st 2016 abuse: 2:38 am gassed again, not solvent A. I quit cigarettes earlier tgoday. WHenever I quit smoking they start gasssing me when I'm in the house. This has happened every time after I quit smoking within the last few weeks.
Goons outside keep shouting, will not let me sleep.
May 24th/25th 2016 abuse: I was gassed and tormetented to the point of pulling out my tooth with a crown in it and experienced catatonia after three days of being gassed and getting no sleep more or less continously. I was brought to Flagler Hospital inpatient psychiatric under the Baker Act.
Sunday 29nth of May: 3:10 Dad comes in a nd says "your right I don't love you We sit down and he has nothing to say. I got upset because he's been trying to bget me on heavy anti-psychotics since I've been back from abroad. He's not concerned and says he's going to come back every day. I tried to get a Lawyer at Farah and Farah since my dad wants to keep me here. I was given the run around yet again, for legal representation. They guy there said, that they may or may not be in tomorrow which is an obvious lie.
I told dad I don't want to see him again. If he says he hates me or whatnot, why should I want him around.
5:10 I'm being gasse in my room.
6:05 still drugged with solvent D.
I was brought here by my dad after being gassed to the point of catatonia. I actually don't remember any of the intake process at all.
29th 6:30 pm:
I heard I was going to be given thorazine like I was in Thailand.
7:15 Solvent D gassed.
10:45 pm: I was gassed with Solvent D.
11:00 pm ""
Monday 30th
7: am gassed with solvent D in my room while asleep. Gassed at following times: 7:30, 11:15 am, 11:30, 12:30 pm, 1:00 pm in common room gassed with solvent D. 2:00, 2:30, 3:00,4:15, 4:30
I called Caroll Caldwell and a nursing home attorney, both said they'd call back tomorrow. I'm still getting the run around, tech gave me (904) area code for the hospital.
7:30 gassed with solvent D.
9:15 ""
Tues 31st: 8:00 am gassed with solvent D. 11:00 am, and 9:00 pm.
Wed June first: 12:15 gassed solvent D. Gassed at following times: 4:00, 4:55, 6:30,9:30,11:00.
No call back from Lawyers.
Thurs 2nd: Gassed with Solvent D at 12:15 Am. 1:00 AM, 7:30 AM, and 9:30 AM.
Called Barnes, Barnes, and Cohen and was directed to Robert Slama. (904) 286-1050. The number given fo rthe hospital was (904)819-4569. Slama's secretary said the'd call back. I'm still being run around.
Gassed in room @ 10:30
Thurs 2nd: Gassed with Solvent D at the following times: 5:20 pm, 5:50, and 9:15.
Fri 3rd gassed with solvent D at 2:15 AM, 6:45 am, and 7:16 am.
gassed w/ solvent D 2:00.
Got a 20 day shot of Abilify. It was degrading, they took the shot in an butt cheek. For all intents and purposes I can't even tell if it's actually a long acting dose or merely a short term shot. The person who gave it to me was a nurse named "joanne" I'm fairly certain she was a transexual. 2:55
At some point before I started taking notes I was given a Halidol injection when I first arrived. This was similar to the above mentioned injection. On the butttocks with a whole team of people watching. I was not violent and never have been throughout the whole ordeal, neither to myself or others. Some of the staff who came to watch were acting faux homosexual.
Also at another point before the 72 hour limitation of the Baker Act expired I was brought before a quote unquote "Judge" to see how long I would stay. I have false sheets of the Habeas Corpus papers. My father was there as well during this time.
2:55 gassed with solvent D 4:
I was gassed with solvent D at the following times throughout June 3rd: 5:15,6:50,7:00,8:00,8:55.10:00
Sat 4rth: Gassed with Solvent D @ 4:00 am
Gassed with Solvent D at the following times, 9:45 am, 10:50 am,
Talked to Lawyer Michael Hines secretary, said Mr. Hines would call back. No legal representation, and more run around.
2:00 gassed with solvent D.
Called Ademac, Adams, and Albough Law firms, left message for Adamec, no other picked up.
Gassed at following times with solvent D: 5:50, 6:05, 9:15 pm.
Sun 5th: Gassed with Solvent D at following times 12:25, 12:45, and 7:00 pm.
Mon 6th: Gassed with Solvent D 7:30 AM
Called Anderson, Green LLC. No one too refer
Called Anthony Difilippo Jr. Bad line.
Anthony, Madi. Asked if could call back, didn't take info. Run around.
Called Armstrong Law, hold, return call. Goose chase
Fine, Fawkosh, and parlapiano accident and injury only
Called Avolio and Hanling at 10:30 AM. Said they'd call back at (904) 899-4561. Given by Kitty the tech here.
Called Dagen Steven and Assoc. Car accidents, run around
Called John Baily, typically don't handle these cases, can call back. No follow up on personal info.
Brandon Beardley, put on hold, call back.
It should be mentioned that I never recieved a call back at all from any of the Law firms contacted.
Called Alyssa C PH Attorney @ Law, don't do these cases, put on hold
Called Caron Law; hold, told they would see what attorney would handle that.
THey're impersonating Lawyers and Law Firms. Technically I never talked to a Lawyer, just secretaries.
Gassed with Solvent D @ 11:00
12:25 pm called Roger COok att @ Law, no pick up
Law station, picked up, Kaufta Melissa, call back
12:33 Called Robert Mc Leod put on hold, don't handle this.
12:35 pm: Attorney Parsons, left message and call back.
12:40 pm: Called Thomas Archibald J III, does not do Baker Act Problems, does not have reference.
All bolded Attorneys in St. Johns Not members of the same firm Called.
Gassed with solvent D at following times: 12:45,3:15,5:40,6:00,6:15,7:15,7:30.
Called Miller Shine and Bryan PL recieved a message
6/8/16 gassed with solvent D at 12:45 and 7:45
6/9/16 Gassed with solvent D at 10:00 AM. I was gassed so often, and with the deleterious effects of the gas, there was no way I could make note of every instance.
June 13th 2016 abuse: I just found out all the incriminating evicdence left in voice messages on my phone have been deleted. T-mobile may have copies. "Bait and switch insurance" and so on are gone.
