Challenge- Reverse engineer my find#20

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Ultimatum at the end for all gangstalkers, so feel free to scroll to the end and accept my challenge- Can you reverse engineer my find. I’ll bet you all eternity that you can’t. Why?

I use to be married to a woman that left me for a ski instructor. We were married for about 2 years. We went together for 2 years before we got married.

We were married in a pentecostal church called Parkridge Chapel.

We went to Seattle Bible training school for about 6 months together.

At the Bible training school, it was lunch time and I was looking for her.

I walked into class and she and another guy had there two desks facing each other and both of them were leaning forward, their faces inches apart, eyes locked, and he was talking about the now in now to her. We had been married for a little while.

One day on the way to school, she was upset. She had gotten her hair done the day before and she didn’t like it. She was making all kinds of dramatic noises in the bathroom indicating she was unhappy withher hair. I didn’t see what all the fuss was about. We were on our way to a Bible training school, not a beauty contest. I my self, was wearing a old polyester suit  that someone in church was kind enough to give me. You know for respectable purposes. Suddenly she throws herself on the ground and starts flailing away and screaming , pounding the floor with her hands and feet and this was before the Bladerunner Darryl Hannah scene. This was unlike her.

We lived in a 2 bedroom apartment in Kirkland. A young lady from the church needed a place to stay so we offered her a room and for a short time she lived with us. The next thing I know, my wife and I are fighting, and she is purposely being dramatic because she now has an audience.

She starts to take ski lessons. Her ski instructor is a guy that she use to work with as a assembler. She sat across from these 2 guys all day and did assembly of electronic parts. These 2 guys I always saw together. It must of been a coincidence that the smaller of the two, just happened to move in the apartment across the parking lot where we lived.

One day she asks if she can spend the night at the ski lodge instead of making the drive back. Sure sweetie.

To make a long story short, 6 months later after inumerable fights, oh and believe me you couldn’t step lightly enough around her to avoid a fight, my friend and I were moving her stuff out to her car and she was moving back into her parents house and she wanted a divorce. My friend comes upstairs and exclaims that she just blurted out to him that she was sleeping with the ski instructor, you know the one she use to work with. So I am about 24 years old and I start balling. She didn’t say anything to me whatsoever as to her behavior, she just wanted out and it was all my fault. So she comes upstairs see’s that I am a broken man and says smarmily I thought you knew.

It took me a coupla years to get over that experience. One day I realized that all the feelings that I had for her were my feelings.

And there’s 2 and a half billion other woman on the planet.

The world was open wide.

Anyway I remember talking to the pastor of the church on the phone telling him that I was distraught and really didn’t feel like coming back to church anymore……. So he said a prayer and it went something like this,

I release you as Gods steward and turn you over to the Devil.

Sometimes, I feel like calling him back and explaining to him, that if he were knowledgeable towards God that he would know that there is no devil, only the floods of ungodly men. The Devil is a character introduced for the theatre of choice. I mean think about it. If you were God and he says he is the God of loving kindness would you create the devil. NO. The Bible is a learning tool that plays your perception and shows you how smart God is. See something that doesn’t quite sound right, well then that means it’s a golden opportunity to find the hidden that, because thats precisely what that is. This was in the fall 1979 spring of 1980.

In 1983 I have a new sweetie, her name is Debbie.  We are on the bus making our way to the main office of the pizza chain that I worked for to get my check. The bus driver just happens to be a member of the church that I and my exwife got married in. He tells Debbie and I that my exwife is going around church telling everyone that I was beating the crap out of her. Huh! I was dumbfounded, all I could do is say Deb have I ever laid a hand on you and she says No. So the bus driver breaks into an  analogy of how he use to scour the bus for dimes. One day he found a dime on the bus, so every once and awhile he would look around for dimes and then one day God spoke to him and now he doesn’t look for dimes anymore. Huh!

So a dozen years pass, and I am standing in line to get my work order form signed at the qfc in west totem lake. I had a job for a few years cleaning bathrooms at qfc. I worked for this guy and I had a route including anywheres from 24 to 32 qfc stores per week. I notice a woman standing next to me, to my left. I turn to get a look. She is standing in the middle of the aisle in front of the cash registers, facing away from them. She has long brown hair but is looking at the floor so I cannot see her face. Her hands are clasped together and she is just standing there wearing a long dress. It was her.

I couldn’t see her face, but I new it was her.

I turn back around and completely ignore her. I get my work order signed and just as I walk out the front door I turn to give her a dirty, stern, thanks for nothin look and she is now standing in line looking straight ahead and it was her. I keep going.

15 years after we are divorced I am working as a driver for a dental lab. The front desk girl is new and I am sitting reading a magazine in the front waiting for lunch to be over. She goes you ever been married John, I don’t look up and say, yeah but she left me for a ski instructor. She replies I know I’m her best freind Berna. Huh!

What the heck did you ask me for then? I didn’t say that but I should of. I looked at her and sure enough it was Berna. Out of all the gin joints in the world how did it come about that I should be working with one of my exwife’s best freinds. I felt danger in the air being at work so all I coud say was ,I should have known something was up by the way she dropped the guy she was going out with to be with me. She had been going out with this guy for at least a year and dropped him like a hot potato and then started going out with me. As a matter of fact she was still going out with him when she ran over my ass.  Bernice  lasted about 5 weeks and then was fired.

You know , How deep does the gangstalking rabbit hole go.

I remember having a dream that I got into a car accident. It was the only dream I had getting into a car accident. The next day I am driving down 148th in Bellevue and just past the 7-11, a car full of underage teenage boys pulls right out in front of me and stops and I crash right into it. The driver is only 15 years old and lives a half a block away. All the other boys in the car are his brothers. The woman driving behind me see’s the whole thing and is kind enough to give me her phone number for witness purposes. Because he only lives a half a block away, we push the 65 chevrolet into his driveway. His father begs me not to make a report because of tickets and will give me $300 for the car. The car’s front end  is totaled so I agree, and 3 months later after numerous attempts I finally get my money. This is 1979 just before I get a divorce and it is my exwife’s car. Why is it always $300.

1977, Before my exwife and I got married we were living at totem lake apartments. I was backing out of the driveway and I see a car to my left coming. The speed limit is 15 mph. so I had plenty of time. The driver , a woman guns it and I clip her car as I am backing up.  Because I was backing up it is automatically my fault her boyfreind Mark Singer said. She was coming from the left, but lives in the next building to the right. It was just before christmas and I had to give them $300.

On  christmas, 3 oclock in the morning we awake to gun fire coming from the apartment above us. We call the police  and apparently two brothers got too drunk and one of them pulled a gun. No one was hurt.

If you read blog number 19 you will see how when we went to the vet to get our cats their shots a woman came out , picked up the chart and goes annie inky peanut and looks right at me. I shook my head. My 2 cats are inky and peanut, whose annie. Annie, inky, peanut? She says this 3 or 4 times before I get it. My exwife’s name is Annie. It was her.

You ever wonder once you are gangstalked and voiced to skull harassed who the heck is doing it?

My life has been freakier than shit.

When I was in the 3rd grade , we lived in ballinger. I use to steal candy for this guy by the name of Rob Hicks. I had red hair and so did Rob, but Rob was a year older than I was. I’d walk into the food Giant stuff my pockets full and walk out. Maybe I should have said I was stealing the candy for both of us but he put me up to it. Anyway inevitably the manager comes over, stands in my way and says ,we’ve been looking for you. My pockets were bulging with candybars. He takes me up to his corner office and tells me that if I don’t go home and tell my parents that he is going to call the FBI. The FBI! The FBI was on every sunday night at 7 oclock. Oh no!

So I cry all the way home and tell my mom. The F.B.I. I was so guilty I even made myself go without dinner. The F.B.I.!

1988 I am a janitor for overlake pizza haven. We get a new manager He has red hair and his name is Rob Hicks. And guess what, he is one year older than I am. He worked there for about 6 weeks. It wasn’t untill later that I realized that it could of been the guy I use to steal candy for. No way man.

Now that I know about gangstalking and voice to skull harassment. After reviewing everything, apparently things are worse than what I thought.

Their everywhere. They have always been there. You might call it slated for brow beating. I like to call it cult of the toilet teething ring.

1983 One time I was riding my ten speed next to I-90, close to the community college. I had just passed a car that was on the side of the road. I was making my way up hill. When I hear a voice behind me yell out hey. I turn around and there is this short spanish dude pointing a gun at me smiling standing next to his car with the door open , his girlfriend is in the car. I’ve never had a gun pointed at me before. I turned my ten speed around and started riding towards him as fast as possible. So he jumps back into his car and takes off. I don’t know why I did that. It aint like television. I use to play with toy guns when I was a kid. I mean if he were to have been standing  there with a machete I’m pretty sure I would have kept going up the hill twice as fast as I was before. Nothing says it like a machete. Why did I just write that, because I think it’s funny. Nothing says it like a machete. Sorry I get carried away.

Is it possible, that there is a super computer, for let’s say, like a company called damage inc. that once your name is in there, your screwed. I can’t even begin to tell you how many times since I have been voice to skull harassed, while I am driving, that once my brain is taken off the car in front of me, the car in front of me speeds up. Hard to believe?

If there was even an inkling of a possibility, that with the use of a super computer, you can throw sound into ones mind, audibly, throw thought to where you think it is your own thought at the base level, inaudibly.

If there was even an inkling of a possibility, that you could record peoples brain patterns and then throw the brain signals back to that individual whenever you liked remotely without any repercussions.

Every government on the planet would be racing towards that end.

They say the internet got started by men searching for pornography.

I’ll just betcha the first thing that they tried to figure out was the mother lode of every mans dreams come true……. How to manipulate the genitalia of the opposite sex.

This is why I call it the coddled medium. Why all the wrong people appear to be successfull and all the right people couldn’t get anywhere no matter what they did.

Smarmy Sado.

Well,

do I have bad news for Yeeeoooooouuuuuu. What if God exists!

I wonder what God thinks of unscrupulous people invading the innermost beings of others and torturing the shit out of them.

LOOK HERE SCROLLERS   I am not here for you to practice your desire to be great psycho’s.

You wanna know why I am here?

I am here to do to you , like a circle, what you are doing to others.

I am here to point out that there is a God. And now every gangstalking piece of shit on the planet is subject to the second death. Say goodbye to surely.

Challenge-On 929, 2002, I saw a Dark Gray Sphere. The two words- numbers God add →118← mirror →811← total 929. In the day of rain- Gray. GRA El, GRA CE, GRE ATE, GRA IN. The word ark is a1 r18 k11. →11811←. Dark Gray Sphere adds 156. 56 are in the midst of 1thru 10. Letters, words are characters and symbols to convey meaning, so are numbers. The word fiftysix is the only number in the form of a word to add to →118←. The 56 word in the Bible is the very first reference to the word THAT. I AM THAT I AM. The 156th reference to round →18:11← His pavilion round about him were dark waters. A DARK GRAY SPHERE. There it is. Now explain how I did it .

Maybe you should read my 20 posts. Here it is prince of the power of the mouth- Don’t believe me, Then HOW DID I DO IT. WHY DON”T YOU REVERSE ENGINEER AND EXPLAIN HOW ON EARTH DID I FIGURE ALL THIS OUT. HOW ON EARTH DO ALL THESE THINGS CONNECT?

THE BIBLE KORAN OR ANY OTHER WORK THAT MAGNIFIES GOD IS A SWORD TO KEEP THE WAY OF THE TREE OF LIFE.

THE WAY OF THE TREE OF LIFE IS YOUR INNERMOST BEING.

THE TREE OF LIFE IS ANOTHER NAME FOR GOD.

Go ahead naysayer- how did I figure this out. Where did I start to make it all work. Your not going to be able to explain it. Because there is only one answer.  Come on, how did I do it .

I am here to instill repercussions of an everlasting nature to all those who are using technology, voice to skull harassment to torture others.

You are only responsible for what you know- The laws of God are written on the tables of mans heart. Now you know.

Now you can sweat blood, gangstalkers. By God all things consist. SURELY.

This is for all the people that were driven insane by this technology because they can.

Look what I can do. Feel free to go insane gangstalker, you have my permission. Maybe it will shave a few trillion light years of shit off your demise. But I doubt it.

Tags: anchoring triggering, electronic harassment, gangstalking, mind control, voice to skull harassment