The Computer Room.

These two photos were taken of my computer room, the heat in there had been unbelievable, no filters or anything were used and there's nothing wrong with the camera. The other photo of cracks in the wall I took the next day, there had been no cracks the day before, they just opened up after that. The cyberstalking little freak is on the computer right now. (Hey out of interest mate how are the gumtree ads going?)
Out of curiosity I wonder where we're supposed to sleep tonight, its already incredibly hard to breathe in here, and just had what felt like a bit of infrasound to nuke our heads. Oh silly me, where not supposed to sleep anywhere are we. Up yours. They said to me the other day "Don't try looking for it we're moving it around." Aren't they incredibly clever, and oh so brave. What half wit can''t hide somewhere and do this to someone.
Wanted to do my shopping today, but lately trying to do anything is a miracle. I managed to get some bills paid, my dogs food arrived so got that fixed up and paid for. But when it came to going out again and shopping, I walked out the front door, and then got hit so hard by something I ended up parked outside the doctors surgery til I felt a bit better, when I first got there I felt even too sick to get out of the car and go in. The dizziness to go with it was unreal. Needless to say the shopping didn't get done. They seem to have a list they go through of denial of everything. Later I went to the garage, but by the time I got there also I had to wait awhile and turn around and come back home. The second try later got to go in and get what I wanted. Naturally it costs more to shop this way, whole idea. They work everything out in advance. They always have. I knew yesterday when she kept saying "Enjoy your shopping day", that it was going to be as she calls it "An Endurance Test".
"She goes on and on "I'm talking you into the ground, I'm talking you into the ground". Jeez this low bitch would talk anyone into the bloody ground.
Anyway, enough rambling on, I think they like it too much.

CHEMICAL ATTACKS.

"Oh well the slut will be blind soon" this they said just now.
There is a saying silence is deadly, yes there is a kind of silence that is deadly, its an unnatural deathly silence, like being in a vacuum, or the eye of a cyclone, if that sort of explains it. We just had that in here, with like a high pitched whine in the background. Is this like infrasound? Anyway its left me shaking like anything and very, very weak. Usually after this you taste blood.
No energy whatsoever.

These photos I took one night when I could smell the chemicals in my home, and taste them also. I lit the lighter and sparks flew everywhere up into the air. You could hardly breathe in here.

One of her favourite sayings is each night "I kept you from your art again". The other night I only played around with the colours on some paper, about 5 minutes after I finished she comes out with "Oh thats ok, you didn't do anything you can sell". How bloody sad is it to have absolutely NO talent and to be so jealous? They had also said "Targets can't make any money". OH OF COURSE NOT. THEY THINK WERE GOING TO DONATE EVERYTHING TO THEM.