Journal Entry Saturday December 12th, 2020: Imprisonment



Saturday, December 12, 2020
11:48 AM

Since im confinde to the darkness of my mind, i couldn’t tell what is worse

Actual imprisonment

Or

“Freedom” imprisonment

I think its worse sometimes the outside world ppl expect you to be a certain way THAT IS JUST NOT POSSIBLE. Its like expecting me to just shit 500 million in gold and just hand it to you …ITS JUST NOT FUCKING POSSIBLE.

So since im confined within my mind, the paper is all i have. To put my thoughts down, to “Talk” to “something” that doesn’t judge my stuttering that i now have because of the trauma. It doesn’t care about all the mistakes i make as i can barely type anymore. Because all of the just…. shaking.

There is NO MORE NORMAL LIFE FOR ME ..I knew I WOULD NEVER FEEL SAFE AGAIN…

Since im hiding now…or rather i say i am .. I Know im not hiding, let’s just say IM SUPPOSED TO BE HIDING…BUT YET AGAIN….I FELL RIGHT INTO THE PERFECT MURDER LIKE IVE WRITTEN BEFORE


Its such a fucking morbid sense of humor these mothefuckers have, i swear. And to know just right before i mov8 to texas i knew my rest of life would be spent in a hellish tormented torture. The most slowest anganizing death you could ever possibly NEVER FUCKING WANT, i promise you. THEN WHEN YOU REALIZE THAT ITS CAME TRUE…TALK ABOUT HITTING YOUR KNEES WITH A GUT WRENCHING KICK AND INSTANTLY VOMIT Even though theres NOTHING IN YOUR STOMACH.

How would you feel if you knew you were documenting your own murder case. Just so that SOMEONE… ANY ONE UNDERSTANDS ….KNOWS THAT YOU DIED, AND HOW ..

BUT yet again I don’t have anyone nor do i trust a fucking soul to leave the ” WAYYY MORE THAN 40 GIGS WORTH OF PROOF” behind. Its all i have left of my life…THESE DOCUMENTS, THIS PROOF….

Its easy to SEE… NOW THAT I KNOW ..AND OVER TIME LOOK AT MY WRITINGS

YOU CAN PLAINLY SEE WHAT’S REALLY GOING ON ..THAT IS…IF YOU CHOOSE TO!

THERE’S TWO THINGS TO KNOW ABOUT MY WRITINGS

When they organized, nice and neat well done with formation…and tberes only a couple like of them like this …its the few times ive been allowed peace… Even in my mind

When my writings are just all over the place and that jazz…well THAT’S THE CONSTANT AND BULLSHIT I GO THROUGH.

Take for example…the ringing in my ear since last march 2019….they changed it up this morning for the first time… instead of humming and ringing and CRICKETS….i got something different this morning…the noise that a submarine makes when under water ya know like in the movies.

Yep thats actually when i finally felt sleepy …for a little

Oh lets talk about that rain we had here last night…OH MY GOD MORE HELLISH TORTURE. .

They EVERYTHING YOU ENJOY IN YOUR LIFE AND DESCRSTE AND RUIN EVERY BIT OF IT ….ALL JUST FOR YOU…I PROMISE YOU WILL FEEL ALL KINDS OF LOVE …AMD FEEL VERY SPECIAL….THEY TAKE YOUR LIFE….AND HEY… RUIN IT….JUST FOR YOU ….ALL JUST FOR YOU…THATS A SPECIAL MOTHERFUCKING KIND OF FEELING I CAN TELL YOU.

Yes im being facetious as fuck but of course its my journallly who the fuck cares.


BETTER WAKE UP MOTHERFUCKERS
THERE IS NO FUCKING FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION…AND ESPECIALLY WITHOUT PUNISHMENT…ITS THE WAY TO DO THINGS TO MAKE YOU COMPLY. .

And i promise you to MAKE YOU … RAPE YOU, VIOLATE YOU IN WAYS

THAT YOU CAN’T SAY A WORD, THEY MAKE YOU DO IT WILLINGLY FREEDOM OF WILL.
As many ttimes as i have fought over these last few years…i keep finding myself back…back in that fucki5 gaged up corner, being dehumized in ways that goes beyond that average persons mentality to understand.

When you read my words in my words in my writings…YES TBERE ARE VERY LITERAL IN THE SENSE TGAT ITS MIND BLOWING…

i mean while watching the HUNGER GAMES…i mean…ya know…the thought NEVER FUCKING CROSSERS YOUR MIND THAT YOU FIND YOURSELF IN THAT SANE FUCKING JUNGLE, NO FOOD NO CLOTHES NO NOTHING….BEING HUNTED AND TOYED WITH…TO HAVE THEIR HORRIFIC FUN LAUGHING AT HOW PITIFUL YOU LOOK BECAUSE YOU ARE BEING HUNTED.

these people …hunny there is JUST NO WORDS
being in the underground in the under belly in the sex world…i cam tell you EVERY TIME I THINK THAT A MAN…OR EVEN A HUMAN CANT GET ANY LOWER ON THEIR OEN SELVES…

It doesn’t surprise me anymore…BUT…

IT AMAZES THE FUCK OUT OF ME JUST HOW LOW A MAN WILL BRING HIMSELF TO …ITS mot just men its the women…in my case women providers..

Oh yea about that rain last night…yea abouy that Brain washing i went through earlier this year…yea i sent that mfer am email at 3 30 this morning….HE FUCKING WHAT THE FUCK HE WAS DOING…

I mean i kinda at the time kinda welcomed a decent trigger, i mean like i didn’t realize at first when general conversation “we need rain” and all. But when itd start raining and he’d text telling me..ITS RAINING…the. It was obvious. I mean i got horny… horny for him…it was welcomed…i don’t get horny anymore…


LAST NIGHT WAS A TOTAL FUCKING NIGHTMARE now i have to live the rest of my life…i wasn’t able to concentrate i started figgeetimg, then shakes then rhe shivers the sweating bulkets…of course the horniness came…sweet TORMENTED TORTURE…ONLY FOR HIM THOUGH huh
I associate rain for the rest of my life…to ygat man

Ya know with all these new realizations

I can tell ya… GOT DAMN IT JUST KEEPS GETTING BETTER ….AT CONTINUALLY FUCKING ME UP.

How ya like them fucking apples. It really fucking sux!

Amd y know 99.9.99 percentage of tge time most of the people that ARE ACTUALLY DOING THE PROGRAMMING CAUSING THE TRIGGERS ETC ETC ETC

HAVE NOOOO FUCKING IDEA THEY ARE. THEY ARE OBLIVIOUS TO THD FACT OF WHAT HARM THEY HAVE ACTUALLY DONE.. honestly most don’t even care… Tjey just think your craxy and laugh at you.


You can see the early stages of demintia…”demint” yep deminted is the fucking word.

You can see the memory loss but yet im still sharp as a tack…its weird its hard to explain…its not that im crazy…its time lapse thst i now dealing with

I’VE BEEN SAYING THINGS AND YET IM LOOKING ALMOST 1000….A FUCKING THOUSAND DIFFERENT WRITINGS….

IN TWO YEARS…AND YET

IM NOT HEARD OR TAKEN SERIOUSLY

WHICH BTW IS TGE REASO5 FOR MY STUTTERING

IVE BEEN SCREAMING OUT SO FUCKING MUCH ..I CAN’T SPEAK RIGJT ANYMORE.

AND THEY HAVE TAKEN MY WRITINGS FROM ME TO AS WELL…YOU SHOW ANY WEAKNESS…


YOU SHOW SNY KIND IF OUT IR ENJOYEMENT YOU WON’T HAVE IT FOR FUCKING LONG
THEY ARE ON YOUR ASS TAKING THAT OUT AWAY. . SHUTTING YOU UP… SILENCING YOU


I DIDN’T KNOW WHAT ACTUALLY WAS GOING ON…BUT TBINK ABOUT THIS


I WENT INTO THE UNDER BELLY OF HELL SCREAMING OUT I WAS CHILD GOD…

OOPS BIG OOPS IN THE WORLDLY SENSE OF SPEAKING

WHO IN THR RIGJT MIND WOULD HAVE THE BALL’S TO DO SUCH A THANG. .TBAG DON’T EVEN HAVE BALLS…

NOW IM PAYING A VERY SACRIFICIAL PRICE FOR BEARING WITNESS AND GIVKN6 MY TESTIMONY I PROMISE YOU. ITS NEVER GOING TO BE OVER FOR ME… NOW…THEY ARE RELAXING I. THEIR CHAIRS NIT EVEN THINKING OF ME (im long gone out their minds. .


Tbe effects of what they done to me…oh its priceless …amd life long …of JUMPING OUT SKIN AND SHIVERING AMD NIGHTMARES AND ALL THE REST TGST COME WITB IT.


I mean like i can’t relate to anyone anymore and mo one can relate to me…

And I don’t like thid new “me” and ni one else doez either wjo could blame them so i sit IN A FREE PRISON ISOLATED IN THUS SUPPOSED FREE COUNTRY… LMFAO WHAT A FUCK JOKE

FALSE SENSE OF FUCKING NOTHING

THERES NO WAY OF PROTECTION OT ANYTHING OR THESE PEOPLE

THE STORIES OF THE HALO CAST IS NOTHING I PROMISE

ITS GOING TO BE A 100 THAT WORSE AND I WAS JUST A SMALL EXAMPLE MADE OUT OF I PROMISE

THE MIND CAN CONCEIVE IT I ASSURE YOU

I sit and rock to comfort myself
I write to come out my mind…out of prison…a means to escape prison for a little while..

My efforts of of making myself stay sane. While everyone around me says im crazy

Life in revelation
Life of targeted Individual
Yep it sure is fun i promise




Published by TI_Life

I am a targeted individual. I have dealt with being trafficked, satanic ritual abuse, directed energy weapons radiation burns, and gang Stalked. It is because of what I've gone through that I'm trying to put the knowledge out there for others. I may be only one voice but it's through my story that my voice speaks volumes!

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