What can be done to combat group stalking and harassment by an organized gang or society, particularly when they use universal sound weapons?
07.06.2025 20:37
That being said, how does the spice get in? The feds provide it. That 50 man pod filled w American citizens is a box filled w chubby white lab mice. The feds would love to know what the long-term effects of spice have on people. And let's not play the ignorant card here; the whole fuckin world already knows about America's past experimentations. How the United States Government has used, and continues to use, prisoners, guards and service personnel to try out new weapons upon in the form of germ warfare or biogases. It takes no genius to see that the only egress for spice into that pod is from the Marshals themselves..Duh. Nor is there any rhyme or reason to which prisoners end up in there. And the usual interagency secrecy remains a convict's best friend. Doubly so in this instance.
Die Federal Scum.
Fortunately I also have one killer memory. And even tho I could not remember everything, I remembered enough. And what I have memorized is relative to this posts answer.
d surrendered. Within 20 minutes a whole slew of Imperial Guards came in hands over their heads, each one muttering “Surrender. Battalion.” None of them spoke American, but there they were saying it.
The bus ride was a drag. My lil piece of shit AT&T trac-fone simply fell apart in my hands. what a way to start an adventure I said to myself.
I'm nothing if not tenacious. I spent five long months bringing Nicole back from insanity. I used a lot of different approaches. But I did succeed. Yet when I left to come bac girl k to Denver, Nicole hated me w a passion. Que sera sera.
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Nothing other than some grumbling from the bushes across the street. So I sang them my songs.
For the record, I've known both Nicole and Lacey for a very long minute. (2009 would more or less be accurate.)
It just now occurs to me that this is going to get pretty long because alot happened relative to gangstalkers while I was there. (Ever since I was admitted to the hospital this time around, and have been cut off from my pipe, I've more clarity to my recent posts. A fuck load longer, too.ying and yang.)
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What messages..And the voice was definitely overly aggressive. Not a “howdy
So now we're getting to the DEWs.
By the time Lacey called me Nicole was nutso to the 5th degre. The V2K would pump voices of her worthless brother and their wives into her head. The voices appeared to Nicole to be coming from the basement. She heard them plotting to murder her. She was terrified. Shed call the cops everyday. Sometimes twice a day and send them into the basement. What's relative is that the town was O’neill, Nebraska. Population 3500. The pigbots numbered four total. And they became very jaded w Nicole's paranoia.
625 E. Douglas St
“HEY, FUVKIN BITCH STAFFED ATF! MY NAME IS MIKE HARRIS. BE AWARE, IM PUTTING UOU AND EVERY SINGLE CHICKEN SHIT ATF AGENT ON BLAST HERE. YOUR COWARDLY ACTS ARE BEING MADE PUBLIC! C’MON BITCHES, STOP ME. PUSSIES. NOT A ONE OF YUH GONNA TOE THE LINE? NOT A ONE OF YUH GOT ANY BALLS? NO PROBABLY NOT. THRRES NOT ONE SINGLE BALL IN THE ENTIRE ATF HIERARCHY. CHICKEN SHITS. I HAVE NOTHING BUT DEEP CONTEMPT AND HATRED FOR YOU. I HATE YOU NEARLY AS NUCH AS I DETEST US MARSHALS. AND I GOT SOMETHING FOR ALL YOUR THIEVING CONSTITUTION VIOLATING PUNK ASSES. SEE IF I DONT..START W THIS ATF/DHS…”
The next day a trailer was in the neighbors driveway. I took a picture of it.
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When I went to Nebraska to help out Nicole, she was hands down toys in the attic fucking crazy. Certifiably so. It was her sister, Lacey (whom I fuckin adore), that got in touch w me and asked if I'd come. Lacey told me in no uncertain terms that I was Nicole's very last chance before they would be forced to whisk her off to the funny farm.
Interagency non cooperation makes life truly interesting. I was in that ICE pod courtesy of the BOP/DOJ. Had the DOJ been paying attention, and had the extremely worthless ATF shared some Intel, I'm positive they would've choked on their gum and not let me and an ATF prisoner cross paths. But paths were crossed. And convict Intel was shared.
So according to my new buddy, Psyops, this machine could broadcast any sound, noise or voice directly into the skulls of individuals. In this instance it was rolled in. Doesn't resemble a gun at all so much as it looks like a 5foot diameter radar dish..Naturally it comes in smaller sizes or bigger sizes which theoretically can burn a message into hundreds of thousands of city dwellers minds.
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The second one did nothing. The first said, “Dial in your number for your messages.”
Punkass Parole officer arrested me on August 21st. Instead of housing me in the Federal.Detention Center located on Quincy and Kipling, perched on FCI Englewood land, I was transported to the Immigration and Customs Enforcement (ICE) complex over on 43rd and Peoria in Aurora (less than 2 miles from where I'm laying in this hospital bed).
Anyhow, she met me at the bus station. Hugged me then had me jump in her Suburban. Yeah, she drives a Suburban. See, Lacey gots herself a whole mess of kids. And they some extra loud lil fuckers. So I'm gonna skip some shit.
And being who I am and doing what I do I called the numbers
So just hang in there.
Write her. Her hands ain work too good but she can write. Or visit her, but don't get too close. She's a grabber and pin her and she goes for Dick on the mend and goes for the titties on the women.
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Or fuckit. If you were paying attention than you know how I got rid of the fedscum next door.
Strangely enough this just came back to me. I wonder how I could have possibly forgotten this little detail.
shoot it in the head !
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Four, lil five, lil six lil cowards,
“You will surrender to battalion. The Americans are here to help you. No harm will come to you. This is Allah. You will surrender to battalion. It is my will. The Americans are your friends. You will surrender to battalion.”
Now you remember how I described where her bed was in relation to the neighbors house next door? Well then, I went outside one afternoon and paddled the side of it real hard. Then in a clear and deadly serious voice I said, “I know you have DEWs in there and are using them on the girl. I'm Katfish. I'm from Denver mother fuckers, and I came here to O’neill to tear you a new asshole. I oughta film it this time. Tonight I'm gonna go all over this lost in time burg. Collect as many glass bottles, bring them back here and fill them w gas. Then I'm gonna burn you out like the vermin you are. Check w yer fearless leader. Talk to Denver; I'm Katfish. I do what I say.”
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Happily, happily, happily,
Now the big shots that had captured the palace were confronted w a dilemma. They'd learned their lesson the hard way in the Afghanistan Desert. They most assuredly did not want another long hit and run battle w The Imperial Guard in another desert guerrilla warfare. So all posturing ceased. The head officers quit marching around w their chests poked out because another guerilla war would probably last years. The one in Afghanistan was still going strong.
Look, my intentions were good. My goal was to have the living conditions of federal convicts improve, and having very long and excessive sentences was hard enough without certain guards power tripping on us and making it even harder. I mean I witnessed w my own eyes guards in Texas, Mississippi and Louisiana literally toss convicts lockers w the pretense of doing a random search for contraband. Instead they would take fotos and pocket them. Help themselves to Little Debbie treats. I saw one guard tear open a couple pouches of mackerel and literally pour the oily packing all over that lockers legal papers and clean clothing. He then used a dolly to remove the locker all together and leave it in the evidence room. Took Shrek two weeks to have the locker released back to him. I was there when he opened it. The stench was unbelievable. And the ants were not happy to find themselves in a war w Shrek and his Sureno friends as he cleaned up what he could and trashed what he couldn't. That cops name was Barnes. I wrote that blog. Nicole published it. Two days later I found myself in the hole for writing it. That went on for 3yrs. Id write. She'd post. Id end up in the hole for telling the truth. After about 90 days, I'd then be transferred. In the case of Yazoo I sat in that hole for 6mos before being transferred. It was the BOPs theory that enough hole time would silence me. it did not. When it was all said and done, I had spent over 600 days in the hole. Don't even get me started on the applied diesel therapy gambit they used. Let's just say that the DOJ & BOP really REALLY wanted me to shut my air scoop. But just like right now, I won't shut the fuck up. I'll ALWAYS put federal scum on blast, especially since they began this Gangstalking bull shit on me. The stinking low down DHS began waging an undeclared mental mindfuck war on me. It took me the better part of 6mos to figure out what was going on. But when I did figure it out and discovered that I wasn't crazy, and more importantly, I was not alone, I got mad. Really mad. And then I got mean. After 8 months of fighting back and leaving team lil bitch night after night confused and in disarray (I'm talking about some 8 out of 10 confrontations on average, more or less), I hit upon a plan. But my plan meant I'd need help. So I got one of my ex-con buddies who was being stalked too get w the plan. We were gonna capture us one of them stalkers..And if I had to saw off an ear w a rusty soup spoon to make it talk, I wouldn't hesitate to do so. And in this way I would trace the chain of command upwards until I got a hold of the fearless leader; the handler. I was gonna get me some answers.
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I was one day out of the hospital in Longmont for the same shit I'm in this hospital for right now. I have a foto from that Lonont hospital even. Hold up while I go find it.
Stab it in the face.
Merrily merrily, merrily,
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Nicole was once my employer you might say. She once had a web site that was called “Tales from the Cells” (TFTC)
That might I armed up and walked the darkest alleys and streets. At first I just talked about their cowardice told them, “I’m a 62yr old man all alone. I've read about how you memtards mob someone and beat them down. I'm that someone”
Happily happily, happily
My buddy in that ICE had been a career Army Ranger of 12yrs when he was discharged w a “Less Than Honorable Discharge.” Dude was assigned to telecommunications and psyops. I'll refer to him as “Psyops” from here on out. And Psyops was in Iraq. In fact he was right there, at the Baghdad Palace when it fell. He watched as hundreds of the palaces Reknowned Imperial Guard fled into the desert.
I'm not gonna use his real name. He gave me permission to do so but after finding out that the punkass ATF was petty and vindictive, I'm electing not to use his real name. But hey, I'm not him sooooooo
Odd. A pawnshop that not only takes furniture, but needs a trailer like that for a town this size (pop. 3500). Defies reason.
Right.
Shoot, shoot, shoot a fed,
I've been advocating a direct confrontation w team lil bitch for 4yrs. Fire. Fire is the one weapon they cannot circumvent. If you're not a TI, and you only turn out on Quora for entertainment purposes, then this particular answer is gonna fuck your pointy head up so hard that the Dunce cap ain gonna fit properly ever again. And if you're one of the many who are right now sitting there wondering if I'm talking about YOUR pointy head, the very fact that you stopped reading in order to wonder that indicates that YES, I am definitely talking about you. On the other hand, if you just kept on reading right past that simile without even a hiccup, then you're exactly who this answer is for. Don't stop now brothers and sisters, you're enlightening continues to fizz and pop like a 4th of July sparkler.
Found it. That was how my feet and legs looked when I staggered into the hospital. In fact it was a U of C Hospital, too. Strangely opposite of this one. I was put on a vancomycin IV. ( I know that's probably spelled wrong, but I don't care. I was there for 9 days. They couldn't get rid of me fast enough, while this one here is doing everything it can to keep me a hostage.
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At any rate she was locked into a life ofyefium and boredom. I'm convinced that team lil bitch set up on her because they couldn't and cant shut me up. She posted every word I wrote thus retaliation most foul was focused on her.
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Yes, twas she that posted my blogs. Her prior writer was pretty good I'm told, but was far more interested in adding more air to his already bloated ego. So he often strayed pretty far from the core essence of what TFTC was meant to be. TFTC was created to help convicts and convicts families. Things like visiting hours, commissary restrictions, appropriate visitor clothing, and so forth. The prior writer went by the name, Tripper. His blogs had very little, if any, relativity to prison. So I kinda bumped him off a the scene. I then wrote about prison. I never embellished. I never lied. And never once did I change a name. This caused me a great deal of grief. At the same time it also caused TFTC to begin to attract new views and followers.
Kill, kill, kill a fed,
Nicole Miller-Fuller
This message was broadcast in a wide sweep outwards from the palace for about 30mins. Then it was shut down. Almost immediately an Imperial guar
It was then that the DOJ found out that I was putting the Federal Bureau of Prison’s Business on blast weekly. And those guards of the BOP were rather shook that suddenly their abuse of power they had over thousands of prisoners was now in a spotlight.
The ATF, which has nothing to do w drugs in its title STILL arrested an ex Mongol biker for delivering a pound of meth. Said instance having occurred 5 years prior. Yeppers. The dude they arrested had been a Mongol. Hed quit that gig. Got offa the dope. Got his act together. Won custody of his daughter and was doing an impressive job of raising her. He also had obtained a job as a counselor at the VA in South Dakota. The ATF nonetheless elected to fuck up his life despite the five years of hard work he did to get his life straight and back on track. By dredging up an incident that was over five years old. Clearly the ATF wanted him back down among the convict's. The ATF is not at all interested in rehabilitation. Fuck no. The ATF is widely known for using agent provocateurs and creating crime where there was none. Federal scum is sickening, isn't it? We absolutely need a revolution extra badly. We need to hang all these agents of the entrapping agencies for treason and for setting up American Citizens to fail. There's just no adequate way for me to describe the level of hate I have for the DOJ or any of its diseased scum offspring agencies.
So being who I am, and doing what I do, I headed to Nebraska…….
One lil two lil three lil chicken shits,
The point is this; not only did I save Nicole, but I frightened team lil bitch off. They can be scared off, even tho they had a two year toe hold, I still scared them off.
I returned to Denver and a friend put me up for the night..The next morning, w open sores still on my feet and legs, I walked 3miles thru one degree farenheit mile high air, and an inch of snow carrying three backpaks of my property that probably totalled out at 90lbs.Took me well over an hour to reach downtown Denver’s Union Station where I would catch a bus for Grand Island, Nebraska. While sitting there waiting for my bus to pull up to the boarding gate, a lot of thoughts went thru my mind. My psyche could have been described in that instance as being “a few McNuggets shy of a Happy Meal.” Let me put it this way, who in their right fuckin mind goes to Nebraska on purpose?
And it's that exact same type of weapon that was being used on Nicole in Nebraska. She was a paraplegic, couldn't get around well, yet had an enormous sense of entitlement, convinced the world owed her a living. I've never met a narcissist like her before until Terry.
I have included a shit load of facts and interwoven occurences in this answer. It's all now beginning to twist down into a blunt point (for now). Once I gather the rest of the facts, add them to it, and then make the blunt point a needle sharp point of facts, you'll see how it not only ties together, but also becomes so solid a truth that its unassailable. And that leaves team lil bitch exposed to world view.
The world’s a better place.
Pawn shop here. Sell buy trade. Bring it on in.
O'Neill, Nebraska 68763
The neighbors took all of there DEWs, put em in that trailer and skedaddled. I then spent 5 months bring Nicole back from insanity. Earlier I said that when I left Nicole hated me..She said so herself. That's because of the way I brought her back. It's not my story to tell. Here's her address:
That plan never got applied. Team lil bitch got wind of it, panicked and elected to send in my parole officer to take me offa the board so they could regroup. Of course my parole officer was in on it all. The very first week that I'd set up my cameras, I got him on disc shaking hands w the stupid stalker at the end of my street. My Federal Parole Officers name is Seth Junker. He's a short lil sissy. He works daily from the Federal Building on 20th and Stout in downtown Denver.
Upon arrival in Grand Island, Lacey gimme a great big hug which I'll cherish to the end of forever. I can't describe the love I have for her. I mean I don't lay around and visualize all kinds of naked sex fantasies w her while masturbating. I just dont. It's way deeper than that. Some kind of aura that makes mine take on a different hue and shape. Picture a strong magnet w iron filings on it. That's what my aura does when I'm around her. And that's not even a good enough description. Fuckit. If you can offer me a better abstractionist description, please do.
Lacey and most of her hooligans drove me to O'Neill, Nebraska. That's where Nicole was, and still is.
After a couple days of hunkered down secret meetings w high ranking officials flown in just to confront the issue, it was decided to employ the “GodGun.” TIs would know this weapon better as V2K.
This answer got so detailed that it has become by far the longest answer yet. It really should be a post in and of itself. But I have no clue how to move it over to a post, I'm just gonna leave the motherfucker right here. I urge you to read it no matter where it is because the Intel contained herein is invaluable. And it's long because everything that led up to the final discovery is relative and blah blah blahditty fuckin blah…. Just read the fucker.(PS. reading NEVER made anyone stupid….think about that.)
We all must do our part.
So anyfuck, I met this man in the ICE. And we talked for over a month, I took notes. He had all kinds of girls filled w his military history. On that is all kinds of shit he was involved while in the army. Shit that took “Top Secret Clearance” for him to even be involved in. Man, I said I took notes!! The guards saw me taking those notes. I immediately took precautions of I should lose my notes. I invented a code that made each individual page unique. If that pages code was broken oh well because the page before or the page after was a completely different code. Non relative to one another. But I took it even farther, I then converted each page from English to Runic. And I was right. The day I was transfered out of there, every single convict on that bus was allowed to tuck their files up under their arms and take them w them. All except one individual. Wanna guess?
So check this out; legal mail is not even supposed to be opened by pigbot's, and that does include federal scum. By implementing the copier mail clause and citing it as an effort to keep drugs (spice inclusive) and other contraband from making its way inside, the feds now have a reason to open and copy mail, ALL mail, which does include Attorney Client Mail. Anyone at all that believes the feds have any honor or integrity is a goddamned fool.
shoot it in the heart.
WTF?
Seven lil eight lil nine lil pussies,
So anyfuck, I was booted out of the Longmont hospital after 9 days. I had a large ziplock bag filled w all kinds of shit the hospital wanted me to have in order for me to treat my own wounds. Non-stick wound care pads. Med-honey (that honey is some interesting shit).Scissors..Non skid socks and a bunch of compression socks.
Anarchy instead.
In Baghdad it was the five foot version. A linguist then programmed a message into it that would be broadcast out across the desert where the imperial guard had dug in. Imperial guards do not speak anything but Iraqi. The message was programmed in Iraqi , duh. The message itself basically was like this…
Imagine being put in bed by your care takers at 8pm every night. You bed is on the outside wall under a window. Outside the window only 25ft away is the neighbors house. A blank wall faces you. Now suppose team lil bitch sets up a V2K in your neighbors house and aims it at where you sleep. Starts fuckin w your head. More than that, it goes on for 2 years. Two unchecked MOTHERFUCKING years, Maynard.
Being there really did knock the wind out of me. Immigrant status? Me? Nope. As it turns out, ICE is run by the DHS. The DHS has a pod tucked way in the back that holds 50 American citizens. Most of them are plain fuckin hammered on the drug, Spice. Mail is photocopied, then the copied part goes to the federal hostage in the pod. The original goes into a file.
Stab, stab, stab a fed,
And still not a peep. Nothing I said or did got them to rush me. 4 yrs now and still they won't rush me. Pussies