I rode the bus today to go to TJ Maxx to see if they still had flip flops. I am particular about almost everything, but I especially am particular about the kind of flip flops I wear. I guess the pc term is thong sandals. Anyways, I do not wear shoes because the largest pores on your body are on your feet and I have never had shoes that were not poisoned. Long story short I will have to order off Amazon to get the brands I really want.
I had not been out of the downtown area since the beginning of June when I first got back to town from Medford. Wow! I do not miss the northeast part of town. I really dislike the north. I have been staying in the South for months now and didn’t even really realize it. I really hate the Northeast. I think it is the people who ruin it for me. It was weird to see town again. It is a mix of a mirage and a rat race. Everyone in a hurry to go nowhere and they don’t even really understand why they are doing what they are doing. It is a maze of ignorance. And people love it. I do not love it. I suppose I never have. But never in my life would I have guess that people were as ignorant as they really are. I suppose I was brain washed to give people the benefit of the doubt. And now I just give them doubt because that is what they have earned.
I am glad to be back in downtown. I don’t want to ride the bus again till I have to get fall clothes. Which will be soon because it is supposed to rain this weekend and next week a bit. Who knows but it is about time to get new clothes. I have been wearing these ones since May.
How long do you think it will take to reach the rest of the NE/NE Mixed Polish people with ties to Eugene? We already reached the ones with ties to Springfield. It has been almost a year that we have been working on reaching the NE Mixed Polish people with ties to Eugene. Almost a whole year. Can you imagine the world signing up to kill you and torture you for a lifetime, but for four and a half years while you try to reach them? September is the four and a half year mark of this revolution, on the 30th of this month. 4.5 years of the world signing up to torture, hurt, and hunt me group by group by group. Hard to imagine huh? It is for me too and I have lived it.
They are poisoning me a lot and my brain is going in a million different directions. Sometimes I just like to ride the wave and let my brain wander. This is how I put together logic equations and puzzles. I suppose the poisons help me create intelligence in my brain when I just sit back and ride the wave sometimes. It is weird. But I like my hyper active nervous system. I suppose because I have learned how to make it work for me and I have learned how to slow it down when necessary. When it was in overdrive all the time, God that was annoying.
I literally am just homeless on the streets waiting for the world to get on board with allowing me to have a normal life. It is a pretty weird experience. I can’t really explain what it is like. But it is not nearly as uncomfortable as my life has been in the past decade. Which is weird. You would think that this would be way worse. But it is not. Maybe I have just come to terms with the ignorance of the world and how they are ruled by heard mentality. Which in itself is a blessing. Because once everyone knows what is happening, then hopefully I can just have a normal life. I just want to work and have a home. And I especially want to get out of Oregon and the North. I probably want to leave the country.
When I moved to southern Arizona in 2018, I wanted to go to Mexico. But I was too scared and nervous because my Spanish is not even close to fluent. I would like to get out of the United States as soon as possible. I suppose it is my dream that keeps me going. I have no problem working and earning my way. You all need and want a lot of the information and know how that I have on how to survive and reverse the destruction and subhuman slave race that you all have helped my family create and perpetuate. So I assume I will be able to work and earn my own way and have a home and leave Oregon. And maybe this is a naive assumption. But there is no free rides. If I don’t get what I want there is nothing that is motivating me to give you all what you want.
I was thinking yesterday about how it is funny that most of you all that are new think that I am doing all this because I want to spend the rest of my life bossing you all around. Those who have been tuned in for awhile know I am not interested in bossing the world around. I have no interest in it. I am not fond of people. After living the life I have lived the only reason I would want to spend the rest of my life bossing the world around would be to get even. And that still does not appeal to me. Even after 44 years of everyone around me signing up to gangstalk and destroy me, I am still not interested in destroying the world. Or making you all submit to my micromanagement. Not interested at all. There are more than enough world leaders and the farmers that you all have people to boss you around. I have made friends with these people and came to the agreement that I would defer to them to be in charge. And when I have something to say they will allow me the time to listen.
I did not start this revolution to conquer the world. And I am not going to finish this revolution to conquer the world. This revolution is about freedom. It is about your freedom, but it is also about my freedom. If I don’t get to be free. There is no way in hell I am going to help the people who have tried to hurt and kill me my whole life to be free. It is logical that I would expect freedom too. The world leaders have agreed to this. I just wonder if you NE/NE people are willing to allow me to be free? No one else can set you free but me. But you all are the ones who seem to get the last vote on my freedom as well. And God I hate you people. So this sucks! I have never known you all to make any good decisions. Which also sucks. I bet the world hates you all as much as I do. You all are my family’s baby dogs like in Animal Farm. We started reading that book yesterday. You all should connect with the communication hubs and they will get you access to those recordings and tons of other books that we have recorded on this revolution. I had to do something with my time while the world was signing up to kill me out of ignorance. Plus, when you hear my voice your mirror neurons in your brain download my subconscious beliefs into your subconscious. I can’t teach you all how to be genius, but I can share some of my genius with you via my voice. It is pretty neat. People are contagious. They say you are most like the 5 people you are around the most. If you listen to the recordings that Salem and I have created and allow me to be one of the 5 people you are around the most, you will be more genius. People are contagious.
Did you know it only takes someone being in an enclosed building for 24 hours in order for their microbiome to become apart of the building/dwelling. This is true for hotels and temporary housing too. Living with people is the easiest way to get their bugs. People are contagious. And if you live with those people long enough their bugs will stay with you for a lifetime. It has more of an effect on who you are on a gene and cellular level than your actual genes. You will be more like the people you live with, than family members who you have never lived with. Even though you are genetically like your family members more. Epigenetics tops all. And epigenetics are ruled by bacteria and mitochondria. Your microbiome dictates the health of the mitochondria in each cell of your body and that is what determines your epigenetics. Thus, your bugs are more important than your genes. The people you surround yourself with are contagious. And it overrides genes.
I am reading a book about physcoanalysis and Buddhism. I love it! I will have to write it up when I am done if I even finish the book. I read a lot of books and I don’t read the whole thing. So I don’t write up all the books I have been reading. It is best in this day and age not to finish books when you found what you are looking for. But most of the time I do not know what I am looking for. Do you? Most of the time I know what I am looking for when I find it and not before. I just go where my mind takes me. I try not to micromanage myself too much. If you premeditate you will get what you ask for and nothing more. So I just let myself go and see what happens. It works. Otherwise we would not be talking right now.
I also have been reading a book by Victor Frankl. He is the guy who invented logotherapy during his concentration camp stays in WWII. Which I love! It is a therapy based on purpose. I do better when I know what my purpose is and I am clear about it. It is way different than micromanaging yourself. It is about giving yourself direction in order to run with life. What are you here to do? And then run in that direction and see what you come up with. It is way better than micromanaging yourself or premeditating. My family is really big into premeditation and micromanagement. I am not! When you do these things you limit yourself. Imagination is everything. Just because you don’t see what you are doing doesn’t mean that your subconscious mind does not know. It just means your logical mind has yet to catch up. I built this revolution just following my gut feelings. I had no clue what I was doing. And here we are. I may never get a normal life. I do understand that. I may die homeless on the streets. I understand that. But I will always follow my guts because they know way more than my brain. And I am a genius literally. Pretty weird, huh? It is weird to me because it goes against everything that I was ever taught. My family always told me my way of doing things was inferior. They told me I was inferior in all ways. They still do.
So the chip in my head is two way. And I have almost muted them completely. I can still hear them a bit when they shout or when I am in complete quietness. But I have been moving my brain muscle to move the chip in my head. And I guess we are all lucky and it is like a telephone receiver. I can move the part that allows me to hear them and you all can still hear me. Pretty weird, huh? It is weird for me too. But I am grateful to have learned about my muscles in my head. They are like a spider web and all connected. If you move one part of your head muscles, it moves the whole thing. I had no clue about any of this, but I had to learn otherwise they were going to drive me crazy literally. It is way more manageable at lower volumes. I cannot even explain how much easier it is to deal with. I can hear myself think again. In April or May they started yelling at me all day everyday and inviting all kinds of people from my past into my head. It was horrible. And it makes me feel crazy to talk about it. But it was back when I still had my Jeep and so the revolution saw. It was awful. During this time I learned that if I use the left side of my brain to talk to them you cannot hear. Which also sounds super crazy. But I had to learn just to use the right side of my brain when I talk to you all because otherwise I go all over in my brain when I talk and the broadcast doesn’t make sense. The left side is my creative side. I didn’t think I could use that side of my brain, because I have Asperger’s which makes me logic brain based. But surprise I can.
I have a chip in my head and I had to learn how to move the chip in my head in order to stay sane. Pretty crazy, huh? Can you imagine having a chip in your head? You want to know the really crazy part? I am not the only one with a chip in my head. I saw other people with them on this revolution. They put them in children from the NE. I am sure only Mixed Polish, those were the only ones I saw. Salem, I forgot to tell you all to tell the others that they can move their cranial muscles and move the chip out of place. Will you please make an announcement about that. I saw that most of them were tortured just like me. It is good news for us chipped kids. We can turn off the voices. And I am sure if they keep moving it after that they will be able to disconnect it from the power source. They run off our own energy/electricity. That is even weirder huh?
In the book 1984, they talk about the though police. It is a communist regime where you are not allowed to have certain thoughts or you will get in trouble. This chip in my head represents the thought police. After we finish Animal Farm, I will try to find the book 1984 to read to you all. It is a longer book and I don’t think it is that fun of a read. But you all may need to hear it in order to fully understand that the thought police are real. I have lived with them my whole life. Whenever I have had a thought my family does not like, I get poisoned and punished to varying degrees based on how much I offend them. When they first put this thing in when I was 8 years old, my parents found out how much I do not respect them or look up to them. Needless to say that was not pleasant for me or for them I suppose. When a child is 8 years old their brain waves change and they are harder to brain wash. They were not able to brainwash me and here we are. They sure can harass me and poison me and lie to me. But they cannot make me into the person they want me to be. I would rather be homeless for the rest of my life than be the person they want me to be. I refuse to value ignorance, destruction, and following orders above all else. I refuse to be like my family. And I refused from the time I was 4 years old. That is how we got here. It has been a long and windy road that is definitely less traveled for the past 40 years (I am 44 years old).
I haven’t really been talking much. So today I thought I would journal a bit more and just talk. It seems to help people when they get to know me. I know it must be weird to imagine that I won the world over with kindness and sharing information. Most people try to conquer others. And especially with my family being who they are, I am sure it is even harder to imagine. I don’t need you to believe what I say about myself. You can look at my actions. My actions speak louder than any words. The person I say I am is the same person my actions say I am. This rarely happens. But I think we are all so used to everyone telling us who they are that I need to tell you who I am. And it helps for you all to understand me a bit. No one will ever fully understand me. And I have made peace with that. Can anyone ever fully understand another? I don’t think so. But maybe you have a different belief. That is a whole different conversation.
I guess the point is I do not want to conquer the world. I do not want the world to be a subhuman slave race on a gene and cellular level. I do not want to be a subhuman slave race on a gene and cellular level. I want to be free to be human. And I want the world to be free to be human. Apparently, what I want matters to the world a bit. It matters more than I ever imagined it could or would. And I do not want anything for myself that I do not want for you all. I have no desire to boss the world around. I have made friends with the farmers and the world leaders, I think they do good. And they have agreed to let me speak my peace whenever I have something to say. And they have agreed to help me reverse this subhuman slave race when they can. Plus, I really want to fix global warming and the ocean. We need to fix these things to ensure the ability of the future generations to be human on a gene and cellular level. If we don’t clean up the mess people have made in the past 120 years, we won’t get to be human on a gene and cellular level ever. Honestly, as long as the world is willing to work together these issues should be relatively easy to clean up and fix. Everyone makes things more complicated than they are. Life is not complicated. Being human is not complicated. It may never be simple or easy. But it is not complicated. Life is supposed to put us at ease though. Life is supposed to be easy. It just may take some years of adjusting for us to go back to our setpoint. Life is supposed to put us at ease. Life is not supposed to create disease. Get it? Pretty neat, huh?
I am cheesy. And I will probably never stop being cheesy. It is apart of who I am. Just because I am smart does not mean I have to take myself or life too seriously. When I do I get upset and that is no way to live. I am just trying to cope with this all too you know. And it is difficult. My life has never been easy. But when I am alone it is. I really like being alone. And I figure if you all will let me have a normal life and spend time alone without people destroying me, I can definitely figure out how to fix this mess. But if you all keep hunting me and stopping me from living a normal life I will not be able or motivated to help you all. I hope you do everything in your power to make sure people leave me alone and treat me fairly. Because I am sure tired of being picked on and having people try to torture and kill me. I bet you can relate on a smaller scale.
That’s all I got for right now. I hope you enjoyed me just talking. I don’t talk much lately because I am just trying to keep to myself and survive. You know the saying misery loves company? When life gets hard, I like to be alone. I dont really like company unless I have something positive to share. And I do not have anything positive to share.
Hopefully the baby dogs stop hunting us all soon.