This Is What I Think.

Saturday, May 12, 2007

How much more rope do they need?

I'm getting the feeling that when I was in the Pioneer Square gulag last year, I was reflecting elements of the torture I experienced as a POW in Libya in 1986. They were trying to get me to admit I led that strike on Osirak in 1981.

Microsoft, with the assistance of corrupted public officials, such as George W. Bush, Norm Maleng, and Dave Reichert, to name a few, were trying to accomplish the same thing to me the Libyans tried. They wanted to instigate a terrorist attack on the Microsoft Issaquah facility where I worked, for several reasons. One reason was to generate sympathy for Microsoft. Another was to bring more money into King County. They wanted to instigate a terrorist attack so King County would get more funding from Homeland Security. The Microsoft Issaquah employees who died as a result of that instigated terrorism would be revered martyrs.


JOURNAL ARCHIVE: Re: hate

Sun, 3/12/06 5:27 PM

http://dictionary.reference.com/search?q=hate

hate

the emotion of hate; a feeling of dislike so strong that it demands action

dislike intensely; feel antipathy or aversion towards

[Actually I guess I shouldn't be so optimistic as I am now. If they wouldn't stop spying on me to save my life, why the hell should I think they would stop to save my sanity? If it takes 20 years, they will keep at it. Now I see that the people I thought were being nice to me actually were up to something else.]

I remember feeling suspicous this one time when I was still living at Limestone in Bellevue. I think it was shortly after 9/11. I used to regularly walk over to a nearby Starbucks on early weekend mornings for coffee. One day a guy sat down in front of me and pulled out a map on my table and was asking for directions to Medina. I thought that it definitely staged for some reason because the guy was Arab-looking, whatever that means. I thought it was some kind of racist attempt to see if I would report it to the police. An Arab-looking guy asking for directions to Medina, where Bill Gates lives, to see if I would report it. I did not. I thought it was stupid.

I don't know if it was Bellevue doing it or was a corrupt element of King County. The Microsoft element I have a pretty clear picture of. So in a conflict between me and Microsoft, the corrupt element of King County will definitely side with Microsoft. I guess that is why this continues. I have probably just made it worse by protesting, although I had a right to.

And there is something about the way I see these other people tracking me. Something about believable. If people that are not believable are saying the same things I am saying, no one will believe what I am saying.

I think the State Patrol is involved now, but I'm not sure.

But that is what it comes down to for me: live like a prisoner because they hate me. Or I can die. It doesn't matter to them.

I was also thinking of something that came up a while back that I am not sure of. Something about a "private judge." I was wondering how much it costs to get a private judge. That makes me think that this continues because Bill Gates is involved. The way I see it, Microsoft is the manifestation of Bill Gates' ego. Therefore, Microsoft's fortunes are tied to Bill Gates fortunes, or more specifically, his reputation. If he has a bad reputation, then Microsoft, or its shareholders suffer. So if this thing features Bill Gates personally, then they could probably get a judge to make it all secret. The logic being that if it is open, the Microsoft stock is going to drop. Of course, all that has happened already, this is all an open secret, so why does it all continue? Again, it all comes back to money. It is my life versus their greed.

The conclusion I reached yesterday is that I have been trying to rationalize with cold-blooded killers. That is the net effect of all this, I just didn't really understand, or believe, it until now. And they're the worst kind of killers, they are cowards. At least if a killer is literally holding a gun to my head, I still have a fighting chance. This thing is just a fight against pure cowardice.

If I would have had something that would have put me to sleep so that I didn't wake up again, I most certainly would have taken it last night. I was wishing I had keep those sleeping pills I got a few years ago and stocked up on the refills. If I had something, I certainly would have taken it to escape all this madness. It is beyond creepy the way people seem to know who I am when I am out for a walk. They look at me with some kind of emotion that I'm not really sure about, something I dare to think may be something like respect or maybe something like admiration. But I don't need that, if that is what it is, from you people. I don't need your respect, I don't need your admiration. I don't need people to now start doing the opposite to try to show me that they, what, I don't know, respect my need for not wanting their respect. The only respect I need is just the simple respect of a private person. I am nobody, I have always been nobody and I like being nobody. I just want some privacy. I just want to go somewhere where I can get some privacy and just try to forget about all this. Somewhere I can find some peace and privacy. When does this end?

MOST OF ALL, I WANT OUT OF A GODDAMNED HOMELESS SHELTER!!!!!!!