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I was tempted to give up and delete this post after kind of losing track of myself, but ive recently identified how strongly and subtly a blockage or disregulation in my throat chakra has been affecting me and my ability to express myself, so ive decided to leave it as is and come back to it..... but with a couple questions.... i had so much more to say but my adhd/ptsd is off the charts lately
Any deities you would recommend for assistance in this? i think im lucky having hecate and apollo on my side in these matters, and i have asked mikhael for assistance as well... but this is a matter of such enormous scope and importance im willing to trade my life for justice in this matter.... i cant let this shit go on... but im so low on resources mentally and physically
Could a curse be described as any large expenditure of resources/energy committed over a long period of time, with the intention of harming/slowing/throwing off track, the target? i read about the evil eye and how venemous words or rumor mongoring can cause it - are curses similar? it doesnt necessarily have to be black candles and dead puppies (or whatever, im being hyperbolic) ??
So, i live in government subsidized housing for people with mental health disabilities who have experienced/are at risk of homelessness.
I moved in around 2017, october. It was my first "housing" that i didnt share, and wasnt just a place to bunker down for the winter until i go back to living a nomadic lifestyle, since i first left home at 12-13 years old.
Going in to it, i had the blessing of knowing what to expect, to some degree. See, these organizations that provide housing, they are an extension of the prison industrial complex, subjecting "tenants" to close surveillance, inhumane treatment, unfair and isolating rules and policies, all illegally... up until recently (but more on that later)
I had it in my mind that i would stick up for and challenge these rules and policies that violate the rights of the people living here. It wasnt a new thing, other people had done it before and won. And in those cases, these organizations argue that because we are a "specialized population" we are not entitled to the same rights as "normal" populations under tenancy, or human rights, law. The specialized population being poor people, since that is the common thread across all the buildings that these organizations operate.
In 2018 staff retaliated by making a false police report of an overdose in my suite, the only legal justification for police to enter a residence without a warrant being if someones life is in danger. I opened the door, knowing they had that right under these made up pretenses. The moment the latch cleared the door, they booted the door in and six pigs kicked my head in until i was unconcious. they then took my unconcious body , carried it to their car, took me downtown and threw me in a cell where i woke up about 7 hours later (give or take, idk really)
I looked at the clock, saw it was about 4 am - they were releasing me without ever checking me in - i looked a the screw behind the desk ; "you dirty fucking pig ..l., " and the screw behind me picks me up by the neck and slams my head off the concrete wall a few times, i black back out and wake up back in the same cell...
The building management, as well as upper level board of directors and anyone in between, covered up the incident by deleting video footage i requested under freedom of information/personal information laws...
tldr they tried to fuckin murder me (not the first time, probably not the last, the pigs have tried)
I suffered a serious traumatic brain injury. My memory, focus, etc all severely impacted. Im super, super lucky im not a vegetable.... Whether im lucky i didnt die or not, that is to be decided...
After that, there was an unspoken ceasefire between me and my building. I was facing a ton of other persecution and struggle in my life at the time, and it was not a wise move from where i was sitting to start more beef with the pigs, so i didnt pursue legal action.
Fast forward to lasty october. I am freshly out of detox, in a very spiritually charged time in my life, lots of visions and precognitive dreams, powerful medicine dreams, syncronicities etc... And a neighbour is petitioning against a psychopath that works here (i call her nurse ratchet) - i sign the petition. i cant recall exactly what prompted it, but I start filing access information requests, looking through my documents etc... and ive been doing that since...
So around then, the state makes changes to tenancy protection laws, the law that defines what rights tenants have, whats defined as a tenant etc. they update it so that people living in government subsidized housing have no rights or protections under the law - none what so ever. Meanwhile, the government is changing the law (silently) so that drug addicts can be involuntarily committed under the mental health act, and also committing a bunch of money to opening the long-closed-because-of-patient-living-conditions psychiatric hospital.... although thats besides the point.
I knew when they changed the laws that they would start putting the pressure on me, newly emboldened and empowered to do as they please... and oh man... ohhhh man.
Long story short, the petition uncovered Nurse Ratchets horrific past, exposed that they protect and preference these types of individuals in their work force, as well as a ton of other horrific things.... its beyond messed up...
Anyways so they do indeed start fucking with me, allowing a known sexual assault perpetrator to run amock, doing nothing, to goad me in to some kind of outburst so they can claim i'm a danger and evict (or kill) me...
But they dont know who they are fucking with. ive been meticulously documenting their every move, building a case, digging around... and i cant say here but ive uncovered some shit.....
But this brings me to a couple things i guess... for one, ive previously been gangstalked, and it never really stops but the focused high-resource-allocation period where they try and make you lose your shit is long behind me, i was able to protect myserlf through knowledge of hypnosis, revealed to me by Apollo (for which i am eternally greatful) - but i know that if i start being a thorn in their side, it would take no effort for "them" to erase me without anyone batting an eye...
So, i moved out of my place, to a friends in the mountains far away. I got a ride here to pick up my stuff while the driver attended a conference. The night before my ride back, their car gets stolen.... Paranoia ensue.
(ended for now cuz i ran out of steam <3 thanks for reading)
Input welcome, intutions channellings you name it i need halp
Any deities you would recommend for assistance in this? i think im lucky having hecate and apollo on my side in these matters, and i have asked mikhael for assistance as well... but this is a matter of such enormous scope and importance im willing to trade my life for justice in this matter.... i cant let this shit go on... but im so low on resources mentally and physically
Could a curse be described as any large expenditure of resources/energy committed over a long period of time, with the intention of harming/slowing/throwing off track, the target? i read about the evil eye and how venemous words or rumor mongoring can cause it - are curses similar? it doesnt necessarily have to be black candles and dead puppies (or whatever, im being hyperbolic) ??
So, i live in government subsidized housing for people with mental health disabilities who have experienced/are at risk of homelessness.
I moved in around 2017, october. It was my first "housing" that i didnt share, and wasnt just a place to bunker down for the winter until i go back to living a nomadic lifestyle, since i first left home at 12-13 years old.
Going in to it, i had the blessing of knowing what to expect, to some degree. See, these organizations that provide housing, they are an extension of the prison industrial complex, subjecting "tenants" to close surveillance, inhumane treatment, unfair and isolating rules and policies, all illegally... up until recently (but more on that later)
I had it in my mind that i would stick up for and challenge these rules and policies that violate the rights of the people living here. It wasnt a new thing, other people had done it before and won. And in those cases, these organizations argue that because we are a "specialized population" we are not entitled to the same rights as "normal" populations under tenancy, or human rights, law. The specialized population being poor people, since that is the common thread across all the buildings that these organizations operate.
In 2018 staff retaliated by making a false police report of an overdose in my suite, the only legal justification for police to enter a residence without a warrant being if someones life is in danger. I opened the door, knowing they had that right under these made up pretenses. The moment the latch cleared the door, they booted the door in and six pigs kicked my head in until i was unconcious. they then took my unconcious body , carried it to their car, took me downtown and threw me in a cell where i woke up about 7 hours later (give or take, idk really)
I looked at the clock, saw it was about 4 am - they were releasing me without ever checking me in - i looked a the screw behind the desk ; "you dirty fucking pig ..l., " and the screw behind me picks me up by the neck and slams my head off the concrete wall a few times, i black back out and wake up back in the same cell...
The building management, as well as upper level board of directors and anyone in between, covered up the incident by deleting video footage i requested under freedom of information/personal information laws...
tldr they tried to fuckin murder me (not the first time, probably not the last, the pigs have tried)
I suffered a serious traumatic brain injury. My memory, focus, etc all severely impacted. Im super, super lucky im not a vegetable.... Whether im lucky i didnt die or not, that is to be decided...
After that, there was an unspoken ceasefire between me and my building. I was facing a ton of other persecution and struggle in my life at the time, and it was not a wise move from where i was sitting to start more beef with the pigs, so i didnt pursue legal action.
Fast forward to lasty october. I am freshly out of detox, in a very spiritually charged time in my life, lots of visions and precognitive dreams, powerful medicine dreams, syncronicities etc... And a neighbour is petitioning against a psychopath that works here (i call her nurse ratchet) - i sign the petition. i cant recall exactly what prompted it, but I start filing access information requests, looking through my documents etc... and ive been doing that since...
So around then, the state makes changes to tenancy protection laws, the law that defines what rights tenants have, whats defined as a tenant etc. they update it so that people living in government subsidized housing have no rights or protections under the law - none what so ever. Meanwhile, the government is changing the law (silently) so that drug addicts can be involuntarily committed under the mental health act, and also committing a bunch of money to opening the long-closed-because-of-patient-living-conditions psychiatric hospital.... although thats besides the point.
I knew when they changed the laws that they would start putting the pressure on me, newly emboldened and empowered to do as they please... and oh man... ohhhh man.
Long story short, the petition uncovered Nurse Ratchets horrific past, exposed that they protect and preference these types of individuals in their work force, as well as a ton of other horrific things.... its beyond messed up...
Anyways so they do indeed start fucking with me, allowing a known sexual assault perpetrator to run amock, doing nothing, to goad me in to some kind of outburst so they can claim i'm a danger and evict (or kill) me...
But they dont know who they are fucking with. ive been meticulously documenting their every move, building a case, digging around... and i cant say here but ive uncovered some shit.....
But this brings me to a couple things i guess... for one, ive previously been gangstalked, and it never really stops but the focused high-resource-allocation period where they try and make you lose your shit is long behind me, i was able to protect myserlf through knowledge of hypnosis, revealed to me by Apollo (for which i am eternally greatful) - but i know that if i start being a thorn in their side, it would take no effort for "them" to erase me without anyone batting an eye...
So, i moved out of my place, to a friends in the mountains far away. I got a ride here to pick up my stuff while the driver attended a conference. The night before my ride back, their car gets stolen.... Paranoia ensue.
(ended for now cuz i ran out of steam <3 thanks for reading)
Input welcome, intutions channellings you name it i need halp