9 :25 AM The reason i gave up using fb was because it went down on me in critical moments. Yesterday i posted a link to a very important video related to my last match.
1:30 PM I'm (not so) sure if we'll meet some day and laugh about all these... Two persons, not two countries...
I went and hosed all windows screens (to get rid of the dust so we can open the windows), the AC (yes it is waterproof, is supposed to stay in the window even when it's raining), etc.. I hosed the dry grass in front of the patio, just to catch the dust still floating in the air.
Then i smelled poop. Found a few, one was closer to the SW dumpster so i took it there (yes the one next to the Great Wall). But in there what do i see (or smell). Somebody threw some meat wrappers or pads in an open bag and in the heat of over 100 yesterday and almost 100 today they started to stink like a dead animal, from meters away.
Wondering if this has anything to do with my wound getting reinfected. I was not using bandages for about a week, everything looked fine and then in the last few days started to hurt, today i saw there is still an eschar the size of a hair and the area next to it was swollen and a bit painful. So i started over with Silvadene and all the tricks. Getting better now.
Then when i went the last time outside and got back, a brown curly kid on a scooter came towards me yelling like i never heard a kid yelling before in my life. Then we ate.
11:50 I was in bed in the bedroom for more than half hour watching something on TV and the man upstairs (or someone else in his place) keeps gently walking back and forth in the bedroom, creaking the floor, following the rhythm of my thoughts.
I fell asleep a couple of times, he dropped something in that moment. Most frustrating thing is i do not understand what he is trying to accomplish, other than break my spirit down by some ancient ninja ritual.
5:50 AM 23 Ok i keep writing here though it's the next day for continuity with the above. I figured what they are doing upstairs and why they awake us at night. Not the first time, but now i am more sure of it.
But it's hard to sell because there are in it elements in it like "blocking of the chi". At least this is what they call it. This is not so fantastic to many since it's related to the more known tai chi.
And the shin shin shin gan. The heart and the eyes of the divine. I am not sure what it is yet (vibrational communication, universal consciousness), but it can translate it as a form of short range telepathy. I would think they wouldn't waste their time to train people and pass through generations for millennia for it since it wasn't real.
The practitioner can have his mind merged with the opponent (target), knowing exactly what he/she thinks and does. And take actions, by example, when you fall asleep, they drop an object.
The smell of poop started around midnight when i did not want to to go outside and check and awake Angela.
Just did and they were three open bags, open like flowers on top of the full dumpster (today is Thursday or Thor's day when they shake 2 ton bins real hard and all buildings with them).
That is supposed to slow down your breathing and lower your SPO2 as well and it does.
I usually sleep on the couch in the living room. The reason is i keep writing at the blog until i crash and go to sleep. But since Angela was complaining so bad about them waking her up i went and slept next to her to see what are they going to do.
Soon they started. Someone and i am sure it's not the guys who climb the stair, they are too young and westerners to have that kind of training. Someone was walking, as i said, gently, creaking the floor. But since i was there, he could not pick Angela's brain waves, he picked mine instead.
She was sleeping profoundly and i could hear her breathing deep and she was not affected, only i was.
He awoke me 4 times before he finally left me fall asleep. Last time i saw Angela started to not breath so profoundly as been close to be awakened. But she slept until morning. I also gave her a massage last night at her back with the muscle rubbing thing (menthol camphor whatever). That change a bit the smell too.
Then around 1:30 AM the woman at 4 started again to talk on the phone in her balcony and awoke me. She does that for hours during the day, it was the first time i heard her at that hour. In that moment ninja upstairs started again his walk, and then i don't remember much and awoke in the morning.
This morning her back pain and right hand arthritis pain was not as bad as yesterday. I saw her in the last days almost not being able to walk, because lately they left me alone and they are concentrating on her.
So this is what they're doing. They make you sick (or not allow you to heal) by means of lowering oxygenation in your whole body, by various, converging methods, thinking it's a magic or a religious ritual. They switch roles upstairs, with the visible persons moving in the next apartment through attic or staying put somewhere in a corner but i believe they are being moved out because of the smells.
But who knows what other types of conditioning they perform on you.


















































