Life can be a challenge–seemingly insurmountable. After the bogus lawsuit that my ex-husband filed 10 years ago, my life seemed to plummet from glorious to the utter depths of gloom. That’s not easy to do to a woman who was programmed through trauma-based mind control as a child and whose programming began to break 26 years ago. Since then, I have been on a self-discovery and educational journey to claim and reclaim the life that I was programmed not to have.
I got pregnant and married my boyfriend who was a very stingy and controlling man–big surprise. I had two wonderful children and was able to see that boys were no more special than girls–and that programming started to break. I went to college for 8 years and followed my passion for health and wellness. It was right at the point of finishing my full-time internships after my academic work that my ex-husband sued me.
Every single claim in my ex-husband’s lawsuit was absolutely fictitious and bore no semblance to historical reality. It was a revenge device used as a ploy to destroy me and my credibility, to take my son out of my life, and begin the long, slow money bleed that would get me to where I am today. Probably the most egregious wrong done through that lawsuit was to accuse me of something that I did not and could not do. My ex-husband knew that was the milieu in which I had grown up and suffered unjust sadistic, degrading, and violent beatings and suffered unspeakable trauma and terror. So brutal was my fall from glory to shame that I didn’t see myself being able to get through the grief without becoming physically ill and broken. After I was found innocent of the false charges, I made a promise to God that, if I made it and didn’t get sick through the long healing process, that I would serve him with gratitude and fervor. I knew then what I know now–without God and his will followed, there is no way to overcome the satanic spiritual oppression that is organized gang stalking & electromagnetic radiation and weaponry. And since my oppression started at birth as I was an un-wanted bastard child, I know what it is like to go through life nearly alone. God was always there and still is and I thank him for all of the healing and forgiveness that he has brought to my heart.
The problem is that the Freemasons, surfers, gang bangers, and others who participate as perpetrators in this organized stalking & electronic harassment program were more than happy to teach me some lessons, steal and vandalize all of my possessions, terrorize and maim my animals, steal and embezzle my money and hurt me through the people that I love. Add the exhaustive surveillance, getting nuked through your walls with electromagnetic radiation and directed energy torture weapons, and getting followed by mind controlling psychopathic sadists, and that sums up much of what this is all about.
I am trying to move. I need to move from Redondo Beach and from the beach in general. As I try to prepare to move, I am at constant war with my assailants whether at home or in the community. Since I can’t get my apartment secured (spent thousands on dead bolts & alarm systems), I have to take my cat and computer with me wherever I go. Anything left behind will be denigrated or ruined. You can imagine the toll that it takes on a person even with the best nutrition and most positive attitude.
In my apartment there is constant radiation and the neighboring apartments are infiltrated with perpetrators. I have to get up super early and start working as the radiation level is usually way too high by 11:30. I do all of my cooking in the morning for this reason. There have been days and whole weekends where the radiation was turned up so high that it was off the meter limit in the whole apartment. I have many videos that I will be posting to document the meter readings. In the evening, the radiation is way too high except for about a 5 x 4 foot area in the corner of my living room. The cat and I have been living like this since January 1, 2012–that’s when they rolled out the torture weapon campaign in full vigor.
Both my cat and myself have been sick from radiation; sometimes, very sick. I buy clay to detox the cat and myself and the perpetrators dump it. Same thing with food and vitamins. And the hamster wheel of abuse, torture, thievery and mayhem continues.
As I sit here, my body feels like it is electrified and I experience incessant muscular twitches. I eat organic food and have been a health nugget my whole life. I eat nothing processed and have kept my blood alkaline since April. The only reason for the physical sensations and pains that I experience is because I am being radiated through the walls of my apartment and tortured 24/7 with directed energy weapons.
Ever since I decided to get out of this town, the organized stalking by the police, freemasons, gangers, and satan’s other minions have seriously been all over my scene in every way. The radiation is making it impossible to get my packing or anything else done and has put me in survival mode for months. Since this weekend I received another indirect death threat and I am cornered in a land of organized criminals and sellouts, I feel that I need to do more blogging to expose the situation and get some facts on the record about what has been happening. Rather than burden the few people that I still have in my life with the horrendous situation, I have a new motto–Blog don’t blab!
I feel that I have a very unique perspective into the way these crimes are committed and by whom. Since I can’t pack or do much else, its time to blog and get the word out. Jesus tells us in Matthew 10:26-27 (NIV), “There is nothing concealed that will not be disclosed, or hidden that will not be made known. What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, proclaim from the housetops.” So shall it be written, so shall it be done!