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Used To Be

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I used to be a guidance counselor, did you know that? Funny that I would end up 6 years later in 3, not 1, cuckoo’s nest after all those years of counseling kids and teenagers on how to find themselves or to “self-actualize.” I really got nothing much to say about that except, instead of having an active lifestyle like before, I now have unending chores that I could not seem to fulfill for days on end. Oh, it’s definitely not depression. I am much too “self-aware” for that, bragging aside. I always wake up early in the morning thinking and feeling like I could do anything I want, finally get to fulfill all my long-delayed chores, and even have time to spare for my hobbies. But, all of a sudden, heaviness sets in and I end up sleeping throughout the day. Just now, a perp (perpetrator) living next door to me at an adjacent room, came out (or just opened her door) and said something like “take a bath” (in the vernacular) just loud enough for me to hear, like talking ...

Killed For Being My Babies 2

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I would suddenly find my snails FLOATING the next morning, LIFELESS or STIFF and BARELY BREATHING even though they were all alive and well (after checking on them) before I went to bed the night before. The large breaks couldn’t be due to a long fall as their tubs (1-gallon Tony Roma’s popcorn tubs) weren’t that high; they were eating vegetables that were carefully washed (as per instruction from credible online sources) to rid them of pesticides, and which they had been eating, if I remember correctly, for three (3) months without incident; and the SUDDEN DEEP ABRASIONS that seemed to happen overnight couldn’t possibly be caused by tap water which had been aerated long enough, and placed with eggshells for calcium. The first few that died I can probably acknowledge as a result of ignorance, but the succeeding rapid deaths (in batches) of the week-old or month-old babies, and the disappearing hatchlings were just too much. The usual alibis (as if they are even legally jus...

Killed For Being My Babies

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I have been breeding freshwater snails for quite some time now. I started last year around August and I fell in love with the critters. They have this vulnerable look about them that I rarely see nowadays. They were initially meant for market consumption after I lost my job five (5) years ago due to the BLOODSUCKERS around me. Despite myself, I found these beady-eyed, half-armadillo, half-cow looking “sliders” too adorable to eat anymore. I was having a dilemma back then until I figured that I would breed them both for consumption and for ornamental purposes too. But as usual, the NIGGERS of Mount Doom, had to come crawling back with more vengeance, as if SCREWING MY JOB and FINANCES weren’t ABUSIVE and DEPLORABLE ENOUGH. They started by killing my market-bought wild snails, with the help of an inside job. The snails were suddenly dying one after another despite better, if not optimal, water conditions (thinned overnight or for 24 hours and changed almost everyday as...

Being Normal In An Abnormal World: Part 1

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The No Talk Policy You must be wondering what it was like for me to live amongst highly abnormal and mentally deranged, paranoid, money-craved psychopaths and chauvinists for seventeen (17) years. Actually, rumor has it that this has gone longer than that, to the extent that even my whole family was influenced and manipulated without their knowledge. The marriage of my first and third eldest sisters for instance, was according to a robin who loves to perch on my shoulder and just tweet about almost anything related to these scheming niggers, were secretly pre-arranged. Although it looked like a normal courtship that ensued after the eldest was introduced to my brother-in-law, and the third eldest met her husband in the company where she worked, both had already been planned and contrived prior to my father’s ailing condition. In fact both marriages were all too sudden, almost immediately right after my father’s death, that many an eyebrow was raised and rumors spread a...

SABOTAGE thru the INTERNET

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NO INTERNET on my first attempt to connect just now. After refreshing my pocket wifi, which I always do before I start to connect, I finally got connected. My sisters just reminded me the other day that they will not loan me money to continue my internet service anymore by June 8 this year.  And my eldest sister who loaned me money for the laptop will get it back as well (since I still could not pay her after almost 2 years now). This particular ISP has given me more reliable internet service (and better customer service) compared to the other ISPs around, except for a few rotten apples here and there in their customer service and other third party contractors. Recently, I was made aware that a different ISP (a long established and a highly corrupt one too) had managed to secure exclusive rights to service the residents in this condo where I live, despite the fact that I had been PROTESTING the building ADMIN and MANAGEMENT of this BS cheap condo to have my ISP establish...

Dumbass Propaganda: You Will Never Be Good Enough

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This was the very first image I saw after I logged into my Google+ account earlier, which falls nothing short of the job description of the "Accuser of Men (and Women)."  The figure's gender seems to be highly questionable too, don't you think?  Their usual boring tagline, "You Will Never Be Good Enough."  And I mean, in all aspects of being a woman, which includes dating, like they are the "ultimate" standards or epitome of womanhood.  They are the only ones "who are good enough" to claim title to the feminine gender. What a vivid imagination. The word "dumbass"was mentioned in one of my previous posts and these #Niggers had literally used that to indirectly mock me.  This could possibly be due to one of my most recent post wherein I had disclosed their remotely operated "torture sessions" being done against me once again.   Or was it because, despite their NON-STOP noise and verbal harassment, I was he...

Mafia & Retards In My Backyard: Remotely INDUCED DROWSINESS & Nerve TORTURE

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Could not do anything online after doing a few pieces of laundry, as a SUDDEN WAVE OF DROWSINESS came over me. As a result, I could not focus on any task that I had intended to continue and hopefully finish, which are geared towards earning online.  My inability to get a regular job again, and my current financial situation (or lack of) could not support my internet bills.  My sister had already given June 8 as the deadline to stop my internet subscription. My left hand has also started to feel sore a few hours later. My sister has already refused to loan me money for laundromat, and insists that I start washing my own clothes.  Whenever I try to abide by her rules, these NON STOP ACHES  and PAINS would start. All these TORTURE and UNACCOUNTABLE MAYHEM has caused me MORE MISERY than ALL THE NIGGERS COMBINED.  If it were not for these #ELECTROMAGNETIC TORTURE DEVICES, I could IGNORE THESE MORONS without a problem. What kind of IDIOT would devise SUC...

Recollections: The Entourage

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How about some scenes from the past, which all seem to be quite clear to me.  After all, after sixteen (16) long HELLISH years, THEY'RE STILL AT IT.  It's as if to remind me NOT TO FORGET who's the boss and that they can still VICTIMIZE me whenever and wherever they want to. Which they have and still are doing, actually, not to mention that the means have become even more AGGRESSIVE and highly technical, but has nevertheless remained HIGHLY UNJUSTIFIABLE and ILLEGAL. It did appear to be quite funny and harmless at first, and even romantically mysterious.  But after the indirect nods of fake approval and smiles disappeared, and the NON-STOP HARASSMENT started, followed by BULLYING, MALIGNING, OUTRIGHT LYING and other acts of direct VERBAL and PHYSICAL ASSAULT from total strangers, but nevertheless aggressive and angry-looking, and a host of government and influential public and private organizations and media, you begin to feel A CHILL RUN DOWN YOUR SPINE each time ...