Saturday, July 31, 2010

7/30/10 - Yesterday's Trials - Gang Stalked On Public Transit

Yesterday (Friday 7/30/10)

I awoke as usual to the vibration beam on me.  I've just about gotten used to 'It's' uncomfortable-cruel presence.  I think that when I do manage to go to sleep, they just leave 'It' focused on my genital area.  And when I move to get up, 'It' realizes I'm awake. (Also I believe'It' becomes aware of the speeding-up of my heart rate). 'It' never sleeps, because I  finally realized, 'It', when gang-stalking, takes shifts on watching and tormenting 'Its' victim.

I always say a quick prayer, before I move my body.  When I move my body, the force-beam then gets stronger. Then as I get up to go to the bathroom. I move quickly as usual.  But the agressors know where I'm headed. The beam follows me to the bathroom.  Sometimes, 'Its' there before I get there.  But, as I sit on the toilet seat, the vibrations begin.  Sometimes, I fake it out and head to another portion of the apartment before I attend to my toiletries.  But if I stay too long, 'It' seeks me out.

In the beginning, I used to run around the apartment, trying to outmaneuver it, however, as the enemy (this time it's two young guys and an older man) is situated in the upstairs apartment, they just follow me around from room to room, until I get tired.  Wherever I sit or lay, that's where 'they' begin their focused vibrations on me.  As I said, their favorite sections on my body seem to be my anal area and my vaginia.  Recently, I have found ways to lessen the force of the vibrations and its protrusion into my body. (Yes, I have several makeshift defenses that offer a modicum of relief - I'm a warrior with prayers) But 'It' seems to know when they're not having a full-effect on me.  I believe that's when they call someone to come give them assistance and more power in their attacks.  Because after about an hour or two after I've foiled their rape attempts, I believe more of them arrive (probably one or two others, who I've seen them with) to join a focused gang-attack on me.  Then I usually have to put on two or more of my "defense garments".  With these defense-garments on, I can barely move, but the shielding does give me good results - so far.

Now, when the attackers see they can't inflict the damage they try to do at a certain area, they then begin roaming the beam over my entire body - especially my eyes.  But, that's how I know this weapon they've got, can't see me, because they have to search for areas on my person.  But I am beginning to believe that the pulse/heart rate of my body always gives me away.  And the genital area seems to be an easy mark.

Of course I also believe that these torturers are just perverts.  And that's why the obscene targeting. Because they know that my sister and myself are celibate, Christian women.  I think they've guessed that their raping me in this manner would be more degrading and demoralizing than just hurting me by electric stings on my body and eyes.  Also, by focusing on my abdominal area, they used to make me use the bathroom every two hours at night.  (But I now have a shielding for that also - a combination of materials)  Eventually, I believe they will try to murder me, when I no longer accord them any sadistic amusement.  And I believe its at that point.  Because they can no longer get a rise out of me ... but back to yesterday ...

After I finished what I needed to do at home, I had to go make some copies of important papers.  My sister dropped me off near our home and I then took a bus to do some much needed shopping.  However, I noticed that for the first time, I was gang-stalked on the bus.  How did I perceive this?  Well ...

I sat on the bus and a guy was already sitting across from me.  He looked in my direction, but still it was not suspicious.  However, I had been on the bus for about half an hour when another guy got on and sat directly behind me.  This one was obvious.  He began a loud conversation, asking about where was something, with another passenger on the bus.  When I moved to another seat, he also moved.  But this is the clincher.  The guy who had been sitting across from me got off at a stop before I did.  When I got off at my stop, the loud talking guy was still on there.

Now, when I got a return trip in the direction I had come from, about half an hour later (that bus only runs at that time of day, every thirty minutes), Well, wouldn't you know it, the man who had been sitting across from me (and who got off before I did) was already on the bus I got on!  And the reason I noticed it, was because after I had gotten on, I felt a stinging in the nape of my neck.  The stinging got so strong, that I knew somebody was targeting me, so I decided to change seats to the back of the bus.  And right there as I walked to the back of the bus, was the man who had got off before I had.  Now, the only way he could have gotten on the same return bus ahead of me, was someone had to pick him up where he had gotten off, drove him to another stop further than the one I had got off at.  All in the short time allotted.  And anybody who takes public transportation knows, that's too much of a conflict between the time frame and the route location.

You see, as I  had waited for the bus, I was in a position to see both ways and what vehicles went by.  And no bus had ventured pass my locale either way.  Yet, there he was on that bus.  Now, as I stated, when I moved in behind him towards the back of the bus, about three stops later, he got off carrying a  big backpack. 

Now, before I had finally returned home, I had  four other such incidents this same day.

(1)  A young woman, sat right in front of me (although there were plenty of other seats around) in the transit station.  She was pushing a baby buggy around, but no baby was in it.  The buggy contained just some some papers and a bag (which she placed right in front of me).  She sat there at first, looking at me as though I should say something.  Now everyone else who happened by there acted like normal people, minding their own business.  When she saw that I  appeared preoccupied, she got up and left the station.

(2)  The second occurrence was when a tall young man, came to sit beside me in the transit station as I was waiting for the bus that would take me home.  He began talking to me saying he just wanted to sit where it was cool.  (Now, the whole station was air-conditioned and still other seats available to sit at)  However, I decided to talk to this one.  I had a plan.  I talked with him in a matronly fashion.  I also asked him, if he knew where a police precinct was located in the area, as I had something to report to the police about my apartment complex.  The security guard had also come over and was talking to the young man about building some sort of apparatus.  I half listened, because I wanted to see the reaction of the young man, when I mentioned 'police'.

But the security guard, knew the number to a police precinct and gave it to me.  Now, the young man offered me his cell phone (as I had left mine at home) to make the call right there.  But my bus had just pulled up.  Also, the young man was waiting on the same bus.  He sat right behind me and talked with me all the way home about such things as taking trips, what movies I liked, etc.  And where would be a good place to live in the state.  For I had recounted some of the unsavory happenings at my present address. Things, that the torturers already knew. He also stated that when he rides the bus, he strikes up conversations looking to meet people.  (Now, I know I'm a fairly attractive woman, but come-on! I'm old enough to be his mother!) The young man also said he was going to relocate to a place I also had lived before.  I knew he was probing for information.  But I only disclosed what they already knew and what I wanted them to know.  (And my plan? Is to keep a record and be able to trace the whereabouts of some of the conspirators!) Oh, and also (4) another passenger - another young man, who seemed to be intoxicated or  high on something, kept butting in at intervals of the conversation with crazy outbursts. Now that guy's eyes were clear, not bloodshot and had good focus, even though his words seemed slurred.  And I thought, it would be hilarious, if it wasn't so sad, their insistence on trying to manipulate people.

(3) Now, the third occurrence of the day, actually came while the second occurrence was in full swing.  That was when I saw the 'loud talking man' again, the one whom I had seen earlier on the first bus. He passed in front of me, gave me a cursory glance, obviously noting that I was talking to the ' other plant.'  I suppose they were determined to engage me one way or another this day.

Now, all the participants in this tug-of-war-operation were of diverse races, culture, age, etc.  For there were at least two other older guys and one older woman, who acted suspicious and that could or could not have been a part of the gang stalking scenario.  The former mentioned ones, I was sure of.  These latter mentioned, I am not so sure. I know that there are still some decent, kind and honorable human beings out there. (Cause I'm one of them.)

And as advised by those who have endured gang-stalking for a period of time, it is best not to become overly paranoid of every stranger one meets. That is exactly what the perpetrators want.  To diminish our joint-humanity. Their aim is to strip us of a coherent-consciousness.

I truly do believe, they think they can maneuver us with their machiavellian tactics of torture, into a low-grade life form.  Or one who becomes so tormented, that they'll do anything to make the torture stop.  Even bend to 'their will'. However, all Christians know - that theory has already been disproved - By Job in the Bible. The devil tortured that innocent man too.  And I think of that fact, and know, we can survive with God's help.  In any event, This day was a peculiar-public day.  But as with each day, I made it through.  And that is another thing in our favor survivor/victims - Time, (God's Time) is on our side. 

Now after ending the bus conversation, my stop came up and I got off, said a good-natured good-bye and walked home.  Where about an hour later, the vibration beam began 'its' routine torture on me for the rest of the night.

Jericho - Jail

The Wicked Wand Of Hate

The Wicked Wand Of Hate …




I Felt, The Wicked Wand Of Hate
Touching Me, With An Unholy Spate
Of Trance-Like Sweeps Of Terror
The Wicked Wand Worked Hard, With Fervor


Casting Accursed Spittle, Like Miasma
Some Foul, Fiendish Stream of Vampire Plasma
And Never For A Moment, Did It Abate
As It Waved Eerily To Infiltrate


I Felt, The Wicked Wand Of Hate
A Murderous Monster Loomed; Took Shape!
A Warlock … Unlocked A Hellish Gate
… Thru The Wicked Wand Of Hate


I Don’t Know, What Magic It Makes
I Do Know … What Its Trying To Take:
The Sacred-Serenity Of My Soul
But, Wicked Wand, Will Never ‘Low’ and Behold! …


I Escaped Into My Soul’s Symphonies
To Block Out Its Lethal Litanies
And Its Conductor’s Supernatural Sways
“I Begged My Body To Be Brave! …


… Under Its Uncanny Molesting Waves
I Prayed For GOD, To Please Help Save
Me, From That Consuming Hate
But, So Far, I War … And Wait …


… As My Skin Crawls, At The Wand’s Rake
I Keep Shield Up; So Much At Stake
And Never, Will I ‘Love’ Forsake !
Nor Spells, Or Soul Sell, For Evil’s Sake …


I Felt, The Wicked Wand Of Hate
Yes, It Has A Power To Cause Heartache
But, Not Enough Force, To Overtake
… This Lady Of The Lake …


And Her Warrior, Who’s Always Awake
Her Hero Is Coming … He Won’t Be Late
He Will Beat You ! … and Make You Break ! …
You, Wicked, Wand Of Hate

(and Your Wicked Way Of Rape)


written & © 3/28/10

by  MoonBee

Infrasound Abuse Abounds

"Infrasound Abuse Abounds"



Infrasounds
Abuse Abounds
( But God Will Silence You )


The Tragedy
And Treachery
( God Will Turn On You )


The Silent Streams
Of Sonar Screams
( God Will Shout Back At You )


Secret Aggression
Of Your Super-Weapon
( But God Will Soon Stop You )


The Temerity
Of Your Travesty
( God Will Punish You )


Justice Will Be
Just Like The Red Sea
( God’s Oath Promises You )


You’ll Reap What You Sow
Just Like Jericho
( When God’s Curse Falls On You )


In Noah’s Flood Drama
and Sodom & Gomorrah
( God’s Word Has Warned You )


Then You Will Fear
All That You Hear
( When God Himself Answers You )


Because Infrasounds
Abuse Abounds
( Until God Silences You )


written & ©  7/31/10

The Sonar Terror - A Sinister Surveillance

Hello. For the purposes of highlighting the reason for posting this blog, I'm going by the appellation of Jericho Jail.  Because that is what I feel like I'm in.  An unbelievable sound-war!  Unescapable.  Where the privacy and peace of my day to day life, has crumbled apart and crashed down!   Yes, I have become a virtual prisoner, held in a vise of technological horrors by cruel captors.

Now, as for an introduction-description:  I’m a United States Citizen. I’m a single, black female, in my mid-fifties. I am also one of Jehovah’s Witnesses.  And I also suffer with Major Depression. (which has intensified due to this ongoing devastation.)



The reason why I want to contact others, is that I feel that I am a non-volunteer victim of infrasound (or) ultrasound research.

Absurd as I know this sounds ... Please, I ask for your patience and consideration, as I explain why I feel this is so:

I described myself at the beginning, because I believe that I fit the criteria, that is used in choosing the kind of test subject(s) that would be easy to exploit in experiments: (A) I lived alone at the time the attacks started. So no one would care if it was happening. (B) Economic-wise, I’m poor and have no financial power to investigate who and what was happening. (C) I’m a Christian and therefore would be considered docile or non-volatile enough. And (D) I already suffered with depression, a form of mental illness and thereby my story wouldn’t have much credibility.


But, I have suffered such torture/persecution now, going on four years. And I finally know what’s happening. When the first frightening episode occurred, I went to the hospital, thinking I was being raped by some kind of laser! Yes, I knew that was crazy, but something was molesting me. That was sure. So, I was admitted into the hospital and put on medication. Now, let me enlighten; I had never had any sort of hallucinations before. Tactile or otherwise. I’ve not taken any mind-altering drugs or anything like that. So, I believed the doctors, because I wanted to believe them. And I just wanted the attacks to stop. So, I’ve been on medication – but the torture did not go away. It happens when I’m at home. It’s happening now, as I type.


It was about three and a half years ago, when it started. Since then, I have still suffered sporadic torture. Here, let me tell you what form the attacks take:


As I said, it feels like I’m being raped by some sort of laser (even forced anal protrusion). Also my eyes are being targeted and stung. Ears being popped. Electric-stings on certain parts of my body from face to feet. The constant sensation of something being waved over my flesh, like its searching and vibrating over me. And also mild suffocation is induced, as I move my head from side to side, some kind of current follows my mouth. I can’t sit or lay still. For as soon as I do, the attacks start. (Their favorite form of torture is aimed at the genital area) This is not only inhumane, but obscene - perversion on the attackers part. Now, I’ve just listed a few of the cruel tactics I have suffered at sinister hands.


Since living with my sister, I notice that every time we move (twice so far) in the beginning, I do not feel these horrendous things. Its usually after we’ve been somewhere for about four months, (I guess the torturers have to find me and set up camp) then the torment begins again (even while I’m on my medication, so I know its not that). Oh yes, and when I go out of town with my sister, and stay in an hotel, I don’t feel the attacks. Are you beginning to see the full picture of why I know what’s happening?


And then I notice strangers, (sometimes they are not even on the lease of the apartment – I know this, because I ask management when something looks suspicious). But management can’t catch them. My sister can corroborate – Once, the apartment was supposed to be empty above us, but at night, we both would hear noise and water running, toilet being flushed, etc. The Apt. Manager changed locks and said they couldn’t get in now, but the noise and water continued. But I already knew they were up there, because I was being systematically tortured all the while. Yet, usually these strangers will make themselves apparent with obvious tactics. Such as throwing trash or nails onto our balcony, broken lamps with the cord left to trip somebody left outside our walkway, leaving an old wet and moldy piece of cut carpet near our doorway, throwing condoms (yes condoms) by our walkway, letting their dogs loose to attack us and allowing them to poop on walkway … My sister and the apartment complex, who I would show these things to, can verify most of these accounts. Honestly, my sister will not live in low-income housing or ghetto accommodations. So these things have happened at two reputable apartment complexes. Now, what’s strange is … why us? And why the covert following of me? I found out the answer on one of the -infrasound test subject site-. The torturers do this to make the test-victim, look like a disreputable person of low or undesirable character. Again, so they can discredit any accusations, to hinder their secret dealings from becoming exposed. However, my sister and I, are both Jehovah’s Witnesses. We are law abiding, quiet, decent, older, Christian women. We don’t harm anybody. And we try to mind our own business. So, even she began to notice that people, who seemed to watch me, tried to follow us until she realized that what I said was true.


One incident: My sister had gone to get in the car and let the house door shut. Obviously, upstairs heard it and came down and went and sat in their car. She said it looked like they were trying to see if I was in the car yet. My sister noticed there was something peculiar about his actions (a young man). Once I came out, she suggested, ‘lets see’. So we drove a little ways and parked out of sight. Sure enough, a few seconds later, the ‘follower’s car’ came part way, then saw us sitting around the corner watching him. Immediately - he turned around and drove back to the apartment. We must have surprised him. We then took off for our Christian meeting on Sunday as usual. My sister apologized for doubting me, when I had said they followed me occasionally. Either the torturers are getting desperate for results or sloppy-stupid. And recently, the attacks have gotten more severe and constant.


Now, this is what I find unusual about the attacks. At first, they only happened when I was at home. Then at the park or while I’m sitting in the car. But I notice, I never feel these tortures, when the car is moving, or I’m on a bus or walking. So, I guess I have to be still for it to work. Now, I’m targeted Every Day – Every Night. All Day – All Night, if I’m at home. Which is where I spend the bulk of my existence, due to my depression. I wake up in bed and something like a beam is on me, vibrating. I go to the bathroom and as soon as I sit on the toilet, a beam is on me, vibrating. I sit and eat a meal and its on me, vibrating – targeting my private areas. Its atrocious! (and as I said, its even targeting me now, as I type this letter) So now, the attacks are getting more severe, hurtful-intense, as though they have a deadline to break somebody! And only my God, Jehovah, thru His Son Christ, has given me the strength to endure all of this. Of course, I am even more depressed than ever. And to me, that makes the torturers even more despicable, picking on a person who is already down. Obviously, they don’t have any conscience.


Lately, I’ve been doing research on the internet and found out just what this harassing phenomenon is called. I cried when I found this information because I knew then, that is what is happening to me. And even more enlightening is the fact that this other victim is a male and also one of Jehovah’s Witnesses. Is that just a coincidence? You be the judge. However, all the symptoms I experience and their modes of operation, fit the description of infrasound (or) ultrasound attacks. It described it to a ‘t’. I am a victim of that type of weaponry. I know it. I’ve also found out, that this type of experimentation is supposed to be illegal in most countries, and that The United Nations banned such. But the type of technology does exist. And some countries are still trying to perfect it as a weapon. Now, I have found out that even the police, here in North America have heard of this type of weaponry, even though most claim ignorance to its existence. And in my research into the topic, no one has been able to circumvent or create technology that could block or identify when infrasound (or) ultrasound (or) electromagnetic weapons are being used. To me, that is a gross oversight to the populace’s concern for safety and privacy and peace of mind … Sheer Nations’ responsibility neglect.


Now, as a United States Citizen from birth, I found it hard to believe that this Shining Country would allow its citizens to be used as guinea pigs or torture-test-bait. The United States of America is supposed to stand for Democracy, Freedom, Human Dignity, and is supposed to strive to be enlightenment to the rest of the world. But right here on the Homeland, so many Human Rights have been violated in this issue: The Right to Privacy, Full Protection From Torture Under The Law, and the Peace of Mind that no other person should be allowed to take unlawfully. Who would uphold these rights? … I believed that of this nation … Until one of the sites that I will list below, reminded me… its been done before. I don’t know if it’s a branch of government that has authorized this horror of torture, or a rogue entity of it, or if this type of weaponry has fallen into private and wrong hands. Either way, this threat, is ‘a reality’ to all humanity.


So, that is why I’m contacting others now.  The only way to stop this madness, is to expose the actuality of it.  I am not afraid anymore.  Nor am I insane or ashamed.  Both those traits, lay with the perpetrators of these heinous and indecent acts.

So I ask that as you read my story, that you do not discount my confession as false or think it is the ramblings of a delusional person.  God and I and other victims, know its true. And I hope that by posting this, that any other silent sufferers may  find an interaction of mercy and human kindness, as those who conduct this type of experiment in torture do not.

This is the beginning of my trying to get help from somebody as I know this has got to be stopped.  I will contact agencies such as the police, and the FBI as I am led to believe they may  be able to bring a takedown to such nefarious and treacherous deeds. Some of my other options will include public media and even informing The UN and other Human Conscious Organizations. I will have an ongoing search process of finding others who have suffered or even now are suffering this type of agony. (I am being tortured even while I type this.)   The reason for sharing - there is strength in numbers. - It is my hope to hear from others regarding this matter.


A Victim, With All Hope And Respect For Life,

Jericho-Jail


Enclosed Is A List of Information I Found In My Research That Helped Me To Know What Is Happening:


www.badexperiment.com


www.unwittingvictim.com



http://journal.borderlands.com



www.darkgovernment.com



www.i-sis.ort.uk



www.nowpublic.com/world



www.thehiddenevil.com



www.petermooring.nl/blog/





This is just a few websites …




In time, I hope this information becomes so proliferate on the web and everywhere else, that it becomes a powerful connective to reach out and put a stop to this terror.  As we victims speak out with intelligence, determination and hope, that it must finally be believed - as what it is ...
' True '



Jericho Jail

jerichojail@hushmail.com