As I’m laying out here on the concrete under a street light dreaming of a compass misdirecting me a compass going in circles I’m giving me any direction I wake up with the realization that I’m constantly being cooked just in different forms
For example in March March 17th I realized I hadn’t realized that I had been prepped for human trafficking that was Saint Patrick’s Day. On that day I was shown on my screen that I was under surveillance by someone moving The mouse around my desktop screen for me. When I was in the shower that day I fell in the tub to my knees almost cracking the whole tub but the realization that I had been prepped in human trafficking. That’s also the night that i wrote a letter buying into the governor asking for help after which I realized I can’t even get to the governor because even if I mailed it it would be intercepted. St Patrick’s Day this year was a big deal for me. That’s also the day that Jamie Escobar one more time came to my rescue gave me $90 and $5 bills from me to pay rent. When he came to see me I wouldn’t even let him hug me because he had already filled out a screening form and he didn’t follow directions when he came down to a picture of him holding his idea up to his face. Instead he gave me a picture of his ID and his social security card acting funny about it So I wouldn’t see him until I was made I was put into the position where I had no choice but to see him I was so I would not even get close to him.
I was also able to match up his IP to the machine ID that had been using a Microsoft IP that was coming to my website a whole bunch like scary stalking a lot ok. And when I looked up this IP I got the address and when I got the address I got a James Irvin that was Microsoft certified in everything. Of course I had that PDF to show. So when I asked him about it he had told me he was coming to my website to jerk off and I said no bro that’s a lot of coming to my website to jerk off that ain’t jerking off That’s stalking. That’s the last time I spoke with that man as a wouldn’t speak to him anymore. I remember him from MocoSpace but vaguely now. When I went to go pay rent with the $90 and $5 bills it kind of scared me because I know counterfeit $5 bills was going around. And scare me that he would set me up but they took the $5 and on my way I went.
So I went back to my room and I fell asleep exhausted. Course I was having nightmares because right before that happened The whole month of March I was having problems with being hacked okay well on one of these times and I’m going to go pay rent there was that garbage can that was in front of my next door neighbor’s door with voices as I passed it up So in other words there was a recorder in the garbage, So as a wind down the steps there was this young dude look 24 maybe just up in Billy idol gorb the punk rock blonde hair the earrings the black pants all ’80s heavy metal dress and he didn’t look like he was valley girl days old you know. He didn’t know about statements like gag me with the spoon man you know he was too young to know about all that and I couldn’t understand it you know at first. I’m going to want back from paying rent I heard those voices yet again as I passed that garbage can so I knew that there was a recorder in that garbage can trying to make me go crazy likel. The day Jamie Escobar came by and brought me that $90 I got scared out of my place one more time, I called on Raymond c. Whom I had known both of these people I had known to the hobby as they call it. So I went to stay with Raymond who is young 28-ish on the west side of san Antonio. Which is all Mexican. So when I get in his truck he’s playing ’80s music I didn’t think anything of it at first You know I’m just singing along.
I bring all this up for a reason okay so follow along. So we get to Raymond’s apartment and I got to go outside to smoke which is fine with me so I go out to front door that night and stand in the corner to smoke and immediately above me upstairs I get a targeted/directed conversation between two guys talking about how they seen something on TV about how they can look following locate someone by noon technology or something Of course that’s when I found out that I was being looked up in November 114 different times by this app called blis.com from November 14th to December 3rd in my own Microsoft home account so somebody was logging into my account using my account it look me up and locate me with this app I did not know about so that’s what they were talking about okay. So I put the cigarette out in a hurry don’t know ran inside. And I didn’t say anything
Throughout the week that I stayed with him there was noise disturbance campaigns from upstairs at late night when I went to lay down on the couch Of course I wasn’t going to sleep with man considering I had been violated in my sleep before. I also noticed a few other things happening during that week that I stayed with Raymond. He kept turning the heater on in March to 85°. Yes I couldn’t understand in Texas why he would turn it up to 85 degrees.
He would also like tell me the lower my voice so the neighbors wouldn’t hear. Which I don’t understand because I wasn’t doing anything I wouldn’t even watching TV I was sitting to myself quietly like usual. And he would mouse to me like he wouldn’t even say a sound he would now see me acting like I could understand him What he was doing was trying to drive me crazy and then he turn around and turn the heater on again to 85°, 88°, and I’d be turning the fan on and going Raymond What the fuck could you doing bro You’re killing me! You’re cooking me I’m hot! It was at night time about 11:30 he would get me so upset between now them words to me I couldn’t see and understand him or hear him say, along with the noise disturbance campaigns that was going on at the same time My head would tingle… I didn’t realize it at the time I was being cooked.
Not only that but when he would go to work during the day when I would walk outside to go smoke a cigarette Now this is in Mexican part of town where they’re all playing Mexican music but when I stepped outside, The neighbors and the other building across from me would look up at me pick up the phone and all of a sudden Tammy wynette would be playing. Now this is music to my dad listen to when I was growing up. And I mean Raymond every time he turned around when he walked in the living room where I was sleeping on the couch he would turn his music on to ’80s music. At first I didn’t think anything of it until I looked up outside that day and saw that neighbor looking straight at me staring as he picked up his phone and then turned it on to ’80s music country music music I know that Mexicans don’t listen to because they’re blaring Mexican music obviously.
They were mind warping my childhood away from me. And it started that day that I saw that garbage can in front of my door on the side of me
So a couple of days of me staying there with Raymond we went to the store and got a week’s worth of TV dinner’s and stuff for me to eat for the week while he was at work. It was on a Sunday he got back from his mom’s from washing clothes and he made some soup very loudly like a noise disturbance campaign like he was slamming the doors and slamming this and he got his soup and he slurped it so much and so now it didn’t like ear and I didn’t pay no mind to it you know I ignored him.
Also during this time it was the first time that my cash app card was being fraudulently used as a way to start telling me I was a target by making charges at target.com or by using it as a way to add up numbers at to be 666 to torment me by. The like they did yesterday making another charge at target.com
It was was on this Sunday night after he made the soup and threw it in the sink and showed me this new $200 watch in this $130 cologne and this $170 whatever that added up to be $1,300 I knew he had gotten a stimulus check in I knew where he worked but he didn’t make that much money there was no neurological reason that he had that amount of money besides him getting paid off that he would have money like that to throw around.
And also gotten some weed and smoked the joint with me at that point telling me he got it from the cartel which mind fucking me one more time. That’s Sunday night after he threw his bowl in the sink loudly and there was a noise disturbance campaign upstairs again with beating on the floor and slamming things on the floor and fighting and you know whatever just to keep me up one more time the head started tingling as she turned the heater on to 88 degrees one more time.
That’s when I told him I would not be there the next day when he got back from work.
True to my word I left and that’s when I went to studio 6 on Fredericksburg.
So April 1st I paid some rent at studio 6 there during that month that’s when I woke up at 4:00 to the door being opened. Letting me know that I would never know when room or where. That weekend there was a lot of Mexican standing around my door in as an intimidation tactic I guess.
That’s all for the month that 3 days in a row someone comes up to me in a car The first two times was at night when I walked to the Shell station they’re closing time asking me if I need a ride. With the third time being boxed in after paying rent at studio 6 with a car and a minivan with the minivan door facing my way sliding door as in another threat telling me I would never know when where or who.
When I first got to that studio six they were playing mind warping music by my window. Continually.
That’s also the month that they were doing car alarms regularly programming me on that one as well.
That’s also the month that the person I’m still seeing Tristan at the end of my 30 days wasted my hours counting down to my rent The last day I was supposed to pay rent and be able to have my taxes taken off that I almost didn’t get to pay it. Telling me one more time to do something about it about all this stalking. And how when I was excited about gaining something he told me that I shouldn’t do why should anybody be proud of me gaining something when I was proud of myself for it.
May comes around I’m at home gate on laurite dr. Because I had been pushed out scared out of studio 6 on Fredericksburg so I ended up at home gate for a month a little over about yeah about a month because on June 21st was my last day there at HomeGate in June 22nd I ended up at Haven for Hope shelter. Where I was trained and taught how to sleep on the concrete in the heat.
So I was positioned conditioned for the last 3 months June July and August to be put in the heat to be cooked. And it all started in March where I was being cooked.
I’m starting to have the same first phase symptoms in signs of electronic harassment and directed energy weapons as I experienced in 2018.
So they’re doing it to me again. And then I’ll started when I ran into racer ready or Philip Walker or any other of his numerous aliases that night at InTown suites on culebra where I was getting hacked and found that I was my location was looked up on 114 different times. Where he told me code letters “radar.na”
After I post this post and publish it I’m going to make another post and I’m going to put the pictures out there the screenshots of the mind warping that they were doing to me of the kind of pictures that I was finding on my in my telegram folder in my phone and on the screenshots like the clash app that I found on my phone and my tablet that was put in there that I was aware of I’m going to show you just what was going on in the month of March alone so I’m going to go ahead and post this and then I’m going to make another post that goes to this in pictures because it’s unbelievable until you see what I have to show you So this is part one
Targeted: The New Modern Day Slavery 