That if i'm making out alive of this episode with the nasty leg wound i will do everything i can to clear this out and others.
Over the years i wrote many things that i still have in mind but could not be possibly followed by others because they were sometimes mere phrases, said in anger among other things (except maybe if everything would be stored in an AI memory and queried by themes).
But not everything is in there. There are things i haven't searched yet and still motivated to do so.
I was laying quietly in bed in bedroom warming up my feet (after going out again today, my feet stayed cold all day and though it did not get as bad as other times, with pain and chills when i went out with the wound, the area of which is now what, 25% of what it was or less and closing fast, i started to remember things. Mostly about the neighbors upstairs. (And yes, someone gave me the backwards bow at Walmart).
The first old man was probably Pacepa, or whoever was the actor.
Did not keep track at the time but there was another one who reminded me of Dick Cheney. And the previous before the current which reminded me as well of Dick Cheney's daughter. The woman with the catnip pot with the Totenkopf sign at the door and the big cat that was running like crazy after eating catnip, shaking the floor as well.
No doubt a cat person since she installed a cat house on the stairs for a pregnant feral cat from neighborhood not long before she left.
I think of her as a KKK person because of the sign at the door, other signs like the porcelain log with the iron cross, etc.. But i was only thinking and speculating in my mind. There is a broom too and for some reason i always associated KKK, right extremism with witchcraft and ultimately to satanism.
Also been thinking at the possibility that my wound was initiated by a laser sometime in December, either here in doctor's office, by the always masked Asian assistant, when she asked me to close my eye for a "foot exam" which involved tickling my feet with closed eyes to see if i can feel them but also inside of one of the casinos i went around Christmas and New Year.
Because i cut all my socks below ankle and sometimes they move down in the shoes and who knows, might have had the pants raised when i sit at a machine that area above shoes exposed inside the casinos.
Cursing them all in my mind of course.
And then they started.
They toned down a lot upstairs after i wrote about the possibility of setting me up with the laundry vapor. Like this morning there was almost no stumps at all except for one minute at the end.
Sunday i have been to Spirit Mountain to have one drink in the car, play 20 bucks and smoke a cigarette there.
But while i was smoking here came this obvious (not fake) short Mexican guy with a black jacket that had printed on it with big white letters DEAD PEDOS DON'T REOFFEND. He was smoking as i got there and made a few steps occupying aggressively the outdoor ashtray (with sand in it). Right under the new statue with the two Indians pointing North with a triple claw.
He looked pissed at me but not fully showing his face, maybe hoping for a confrontation.
It was later when i figured that must have been it, they upstairs did laundry Sunday afternoon before we left and inevitably some traceable amount of DNA in the form of dead skin present in the lint that flew outside and probably inside from under the door. Yes i thought of that many times, it is very easy actually, all they need is some clothes from the person they want to set you with and wash it not so well and then drying with expelling flying lint under your window.
All because of the unique design of the dryer's exhaust. I looked. At all buildings here they have exhausts at each level, only in this one, instead of making holes in walls at the level where the drier is, they passed them through basement and opened them just above ground with the natural flow of hot air with lint going upwards.
But Monday morning it had been the worst. Instead of one person awakening at 6 and working the floor way too much for half hour under the pretext of going to work, another one started the same routine for half more hour. But in the end it helped me cause i finally realized what was happening.
About two weeks ago Angela used the hair drier and popped a breaker. I had to open the breaker box to re-set set it and the breaker box is ft away from her bed in the bedroom. I sealed it with clear removable silicon every time i do so. Because it is one of the biggest source of in-wall dust with many open holes. And when they pump the wooden floor upstairs, they create "puffs" of dust through any hole in the walls here.
So i started to get sicker and sicker and in the end i put a mask on to survive the day. And when i realized when it was coming from, i re-sealed the box door.
Soon after that episode with Angela setting the breaker, she started to get sicker and sicker and started to caogh really bad, wheezing at night, and she had to take a double course of Azithromycin (she can't do any penicillin type of antibiotics because she is allergic to those) and as she got better, she was still coughing.
And then she did it again with the hair drier, i think it was Sunday and i had to remove the old silicone and put new one and again have been sloppy and left tiny hair size holes which were enough so they did it to me on Monday morning and finally figured it and fixed for good and now the "wall" smell is subsiding and we both started to cough less (yes i started to cough too a few days ago).
But know i know. There must also still be some tiny holes and cracks, especially by the bedroom door which i could not figure and fix and those are active. Though not obvious, some wall dust still flies around and affects us. But the breaker box was a big break to them.
I can feel as i type my hands' fingers are a bit numb and painful, as for the legs... We have this ionizer that neutralizes dust and makes it fall on the floor, but from the floor it still gets on the legs, causing the so called neuropathy.
And yes they know it and they do it on purpose, to give us wall dust on demand, when we do and think things they don't like. Again, i don't know how, maybe they are using some bio vital signs whatever sensors and some AI but they can figure what i'm thinking at any moment.
(At this very moment when i reviewed the above somebody slammed some doors in the lot and a kid started playing with a basketball ball and it made me sneeze, violently).
...working on have to save and publish so i can search in other posts (with the same framework like for writing) for older passages to add links to them...
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