Remote Neural Monitoring

Just wrote to the White House requesting an investigation regarding use of Remote Neural Monitoring for illegal experimentation.   A large part of my life has been manipulated and hurt all in the name of National Security.

NSA has the right to use RNM for security reasons.  Then, there are the other people with ‘allowed access” to same technology.   Many have the permission to better this technology by experimenting on the people they are suppose to protect.   How fucked up is that?!

Will keep on writing to get my brain, body, life back.

PS.  With regards to my last post -  After finally telling my sister about the hell I have endured for years, I did hear back from her and with love and concern!   People, families need to stick together and stay in touch.   A simple text message of love, nothing fancy.

Keep writing & fighting.

Patents Are Not Pending

I recently spoke to my sister about my involvement in this hell.   Try explaining 15 plus years, 10 plus with verbal harassment, to a family member in a few short minutes.  It ain’t easy!  I stammered, cried, tried desperately to make my situation understood.   I wanted to warn her of the possibility of her and her family being sucked in to this shit.  Honestly, I do not know if they can be involved with regards to my particular situation.   When I am not in touch with my family, the verbal is very vicious.   Verbal is inner ear aka v2k.  From now on I will simply refer to verbal harassment as Verbal with a capital V.

Verbal is pure evil.  Verbal spins stories and throws them right through your mind and body.  Family, people you care about, need to stay in touch.  Verbal is so very present and always on point.   Verbal takes in all of my pain and worries.  For instance, I have not heard from my youngest daughter for a few months.  I know where she is and she is safe.  But Verbal (Supercomputer in the sky) takes ALL of this in and throws back at me the sickest case scenarios.   Verbal can make a stone cry.

It has been a couple of weeks since I tried to explain all of this to my sister.  She was very concerned.  She did text me the following day to make sure I was okay.  I realize she is busy with her schooling and kids but I have not heard from her since.   So.  Was it a mistake to finally share some of the crap I live with daily?  I do not know.  I did this out of concern for her, so my purpose was pure.  I suggested to her to please read the entries in my blog.   Maybe I scared her off.   She has to do what she feels is right for her family.  Who knows.

Today’s post is to help people educate their family.   Most families will think you are crazy.  This might help:  Here is a list of Mind Control Patents.   These date back to 1965.    Possibly 100 are listed.  Mind you, I did not include the list of NonConsensual Human Research programs hopping around the USA.

Follow this link to the Patents.  Try to stay close to family and good luck!  Never stop writing or fighting.  http://adventofdeception.com/mind-control-patents-invention/

Proper Terminology

I cannot believe I hesitate to tell my family and loved ones about the hell I endure due to lack of proper terminology. I write in this blog so that I can vent. If I can help another human being with one of my entries, so much the better. Often times we people are so damn sleep deprived we struggle to find those important descriptive words.

This is not a mental illness. This is technology run amuck. Dollar is the bottom line. Harsh truths to swallow.

People need to KNOW the proper terminology to be taken seriously.  People judge harshly. Hell, who would of thought we would need to describe atrocity’s such as we do. This is real. This exists. Please copy and paste to help educate the masses.
a. place a human subject under ceaseless satellite surveillance – no matter where he/she is

b. ceaselessly monitor a human brain by satellite – including thought, reaction, motor command, auditory event and visual image reading – ‘Remote Neural Monitoring (RNM)

c. ceaselessly attack directly into a human brain by satellite with voices, noises, other disturbances, images and ‘virtual-reality scenarios’; and the ability to override, control, and alter consciousness – ‘Electronic Brain Link (EBL)’

d. directly abuse, torture, assault, and interfere with bodies – including performing advanced medical procedures – by satellite

e. directly interfere with electronics, alter, insert etc. data, files, communications and legal evidence even during transmission – by satellite

f. make live TV and radio, and other screens and monitors, two-way – for surveillance, invasion of privacy, deception, traumatisation etc. – ‘2-Way TV/RADIO and the Orwellian Media (2WTV)’

g. control the flow of information and orchestrate the media worldwide

These are the basics. Much more invasive exists.

Keep living and fighting.

Let’s Win the Lottery!

Trying to be quiet tonight.

Many years ago, my normal bedtime was 11pm or so.   I would lay down and be out cold in a matter of minutes.   Sleep, completely undisturbed.   The situation has changed radically.  No need for details.   Just gave it my all to reverse my upside down sleep schedule.  Very painful and unfulfilling attempt.

I firmly believe in entering sweepstakes, such as Publishers Clearing House and HGTV home giveaway.  My reasoning?  Some one person has to win.   Why not me?   I stand as good a chance, odds wise, as the next person.    Hell, with my luck, I think my odds are better!

You just need to participate.  You cannot win without entering.  You cannot stop this life destroying entity unless you fight.  You fight by getting up each day, or night, and participate in life.   I would not presume to claim it is easy.   I know how difficult this crap can be.    Just do not quit.  We have the right to live our lives.  No one has the right to take our lives away.  No one.

I keep writing every department/agency in this country.   Just like the sweepstakes.  You need to enter to win.

Positivity

Today, I will try something different.  Positivity.  Here we go.

Two nights ago, actually it was during the day, I had 4 straight hours of sleep.   Sleep level?  Do not know.   Do not care, I needed sleep.  Felt great!

I had to find a new method of advertising my websites so I wrote an article.  Submitted it to Ezines.com  Still waiting for article to be approved but the positive aspect was my ability to write the article.

I managed to cook up my pork chop, around 3 am, without too much screaming in my head or body bashing.  Ok.  This one is questionable.

I put nail polish on.  I do not believe I was penalized in anyway whatsoever for this flagrant display of vanity.

Have not seen my daughter and granddaughter in approximately 4 months.  They live around the corner.  The positive?  I heard her voice, from the phone, as she spoke with her brother.  She does not stay in touch on a regular basis and this was a positive.

I live in New Jersey.  Winter is damn cold in New Jersey.  Furnace broke in my house in New Jersey.   52 degree temperature, in my home, in winter, in New Jersey for 4 days was pretty awful.  Furnace is fixed.  Positivity.

I paid my taxes.  I paid my estimated taxes.  Talk about wanting to spit nails…  Cannot help but wonder, who’s salary or year end bonus I provided.

 

Keep on Fighting

Keep fighting.  Just fight.  What am I fighting for?  My sanity.  My physical & neurological well being.   Fighting to keep my head above water.   Fighting to keep my coordination keen.  Fight to have follow through original thought.  Fight to tolerate, calmly, the interior torture harming my organs.  Fight to sit at my computer and maintain my balance, my composure, keep a grip on my anger and still look forward to another day.   I fight to type through the pain inflicted upon me from government approved  experimentation.    Fight through the burn at the back of my neck, weakening my arms.  Fight through the ‘energy’ increased or decreased throughout my body dependent upon the whim of a sick son of a bitch with a dollar bottom line.

Does the US government really approve and support this torture?    I hope not.   I intend to continue writing until this very real abuse ends.

Can’t really say this is simply ‘satellite torture”.   The powers that be have the ability to damage, dehydrate & drain a human being.  Any body part or function is easily manipulated.  Who is allowed to delegate mental illness, physical disabilities or create diseases?   Who has this god like technology?   Yes, I realize many countries have this technology.  The big question, nearest and dearest to my soul:   Who is using and abusing this technology?  What government agency is investigating my allegations?  Who is trying to help me?

I fight for myself with gallons of water, healthy eating and good vitamins.   If I continue fighting, by myself, this technology will win.

Take all these words to heart.  If this can happen to me, it can happen to you and yours.  I cannot fight this alone.  I do not wish to live my life defensively.

Will forward this plea to anyone I feel might have the power to intervene.

 

 

 

 

 

Contacts for Support

Freedom From Covert Harassment and Surveillance, PO Box 9022, Cincinnati, Ohio  45209  http//www.freedomfchs.com  Founder:  Derrick Robinson  derrickrobinson@gmail.com

http://www.ohchr.org  Office of the High Commissioner for Human Rights

http://www.iaacea.org  International Alliance Against Covert Electronic Abuse

http://www.endingeh.wall.fm

Real Pain

I have Epilepsy. I was diagnosed at approx. 18 months. I have been through many seizure medication trials. Desperate to live a seizure free life, I signed my name on the line. I volunteered acknowledging the side effects. I chose to participate in these medication trials. Some of these seizure medications had bad side effects. Many made me slur. Some, huge hair lose. Very unsteady gait. Quite a few made it very difficult to function, needed a babysitter for my children. During one long drawn out seizure medication trial, I had the misfortune to go through a divorce. Stress and Epilepsy do not mingle well together. More stress = more seizures. More seizure medication, less awake. Less awake = not much of a life.

My point, I chose the seizure medication trials to get my life back. I did sign on the dotted line. I knew the side effects I might experience. My choice.

My participation in this high technology harassment/torture/experimentation is not my choice. I have phoned, written & researched until I cannot see straight. My anger equals my frustration. I no longer have a choice. When and why did this happen? Who read me all the pros and cons, possible side effects, potential outcome for my participation in this ‘program’? Who signed me up?! Not my choice.

Physically and verbally abused by a son-of-a-bitch in the sky without a face or a name. My body is hurting. My heart is hurting. My inability to comprehend it’s evil existence, allowed by my own government, is staggering.

Too long involved in this hell, I worry about my health. My head has long been targeted, buzzed and rung dry. I do not think I have a body part or internal organ that has not been played with, controlled, evacuated or beaten down. I fear my Epilepsy is no longer my only physical disability. I had no choice being born with Epilepsy and I will be damned if I sit by allowing a money motivated sadistic SOB to instigate, manipulate and endanger my health with additional disabilities.

I write, and I write, and I continue to write. I write in my blog for me. Too often, overtired and hurting, I feel frozen inside. An inability to feel. So, I write down my pain. Reading my own descriptive words rips me apart. This allows me to cry and feel again. What an exhausting but necessary cycle. A cycle I did not sign up for.

Most difficult participation to understand is of my government. For the love of God, where are they? I spend endless hours writing for help, support, intervention. Our country has more security agencies overseeing security agencies than any other country in this world. Where are they and why don’t they help me? Write less and don’t piss them off? Maybe.

I have much more to say and will continue writing until I have my life back.

I am not an experiment.

I am not an experiment.   I refuse to believe I am a government contractor plaything.   I never signed on the dotted line allowing permission for a research medical facility to slam my head with experimental  ‘energy’.     I need to apologize for my inability to use the word ‘radiation’, I feel slightly safer using the term ‘energy’.  “Energy” makes me cry less.

Do government sanctioned programs exist in the US today?  I don’t know.   I do know, can testify to, someone in a power position has been playing god with my life, my body and possibly my family, for many years.  Someone has access to such high tech technology, top clearance access, to rip my insides apart, control bodily functions, manipulate thoughts and emotions, manipulate  my internal organs,  and so much more.  Want additional details?  Just ask.

I am no ones ‘work in progress’.   Who allows super computers to cultivate, nurture then destroy?    I try to live my life,  knowing all my thoughts, actions, everything my brain takes in and registers will whip around and hurt me or people I care about.   Repetition is not my friend.  Let me repeat this:  Repetition is not my friend.  Now I will scream it:  REPETITION IS NOT MY FRIEND!    The powers that be do not mince actions when I repeat actions they find offensive.  Writing for help, intervention, assistance has become very painful.

How does this abusive technology/experimentation get past government police?   What type of spin, “for the greater good?” , do they spew forth and sell?  So who is the  guilty, I mean gullible, security agency here?     Call me naive but I do not feel very secure.

What task force, government agency, politician, influential newspaper, ear of  top level government official,  high profile blogger, wall street tycoon, celebrity with a cause for the moment, do I need to contact to end this hell?  What happened to human beings that put humanity first?  I am sick to death of hearing, “you contacted the wrong department’.    Hearing back, “I am truly sorry for your problems, perhaps you should speak with a professional”.   A professional?  Don’t patronize me!   Believe it or not, that was the right agency, just a hardened-don’t give a damn-do not bother me…professional.

Here is the problem:  Nobody gives a damn!  No one wants to read my reality.   Hell, I don’t want to read or write this reality!   No one wants to know all the itemized details.  No one wants to acknowledge the existence of pure evil.

I need help.  I need this ‘program/experimentation/caught up in a nightmare” to end.  I need someone to investigate, really give a damn.  Show some compassion.    I will continue to write until all of the above has been addressed.

 

How was your Holiday?

Ouch!   And what did Santa bring to you for Christmas?  Damn, that hurts!  Did you have a wonderful family holiday?  My goddamn neck is killing me!  Was your family in a wonderful mood?  Christ, I feel so dizzy!  Did you receive all the gifts you hoped for?   My eyes really hurt!!  Was everyone on their best behavior, no over drinking etc?

I was buzzed from above, ripped apart  and thrown in different directions.  I wanted to sit on the ground, cry so hard,  but I still maintain the need, my right,  to live my life.

Don’t these people who create this pain give a damn?  Are they human beings?  Who the hell is in charge?!  Who raised these animals, in charge of such illegal activity?  What type of person preys on my fears, cultivated to produce additional hell that is unimaginable.

I love this country.  I hate the absolute need for money and power over simple humanity.  I write to congressmen, senators, each and every department for protection in the US, all influential newspapers & blogs,  this list can go on forever.

Who the hell do I need to contact to intervene and end this huge wrong doing?    Will continue to write until this self imposed judge & jury stop harming me.