Post 1 today - Illegal surveillance

Post 1 today - 1st online activity since last Saturday (5/7/16) -  will be logging out @ 11:55 am CST today

I have stayed only one night at my home in the last few weeks on Monday.  I left my notepad with my passwords there, so they may have been stolen Tuesday or Wednesday.   In case anything strange appeared since then.

Illegal surveillance.

There is an old broken down house next to the trailer I moved in.  I was going to rebuild it several years ago - and moved the trailer in as temporary housing.  I was dealing with chronic depression since the time of my sister's suicide, and it never got done.

When I moved back from Dubuque, I put some boxes of stuff in the upstairs bedroom.   Prior to that, the house was occupied by a couple - who had pit bulls tied outside to keep my parents away from the door.  My parents suspected/knew there were drugs involved there.   They wrote and drew pictures on the walls (Ive never written one thing on those walls) and didn't pay their rent for many months before they were successfully evicted.

The boxes of papers included some from my poetry classes and other writing I had done since I was 20.  When I was about 24, I began using perspective poems - trying to see life through others' eyes.  These poems were written from the perspectives of:

- a burnout I had seen on the show Cops - where he thought Elvis' daughter was coming to pick him up from Graceland

- a mother whose son was on death row whom I saw in a documentary

- a baby whose parents sat them on a bar table during St. Patrick's Day

When I took the inspection position for the City of Dubuque, I wrote perspectives of the people I met on my inspections of houses and buildings:

- a young man who was a full blown drug addict - heroin or meth or crackoung - I wasn't sure.  I called it 'The Crack House Door'.

- I inspected a house after a fire - where a baby had died in its crib - of smoke inhalation - and it was one of the saddest moments of my life

- a father (who was a renter) - was crushed at the time when I met him at the door - because his 20-something daughter had disappeared after the bars on the 4th of July.  He brought up the subject and couldnt stop talking about it.  It was obvious he was distraught, and he said people were calling him and saying they saw her under a bridge - which was extremely cruel.   He also said he had lost another daughter I believe.  At the time, I was dating a girl who suspected it was her uncle - because he and three of his friends were prime suspects in a kidnapping/murder years before.  I met the guy, and its very possible. 

- a perspective poem about a woman I saw walking her dog - for my advanced poetry class at Loras College

- an old man who had work very hard labor his whole life - and got to see his son graduate.  He wore a suit for the first time and hadn't graduated himself.

etc. etc.

So as people illegally surveil my life, and read my poetry in the process, they come away thinking I could be - anything described in my poetry.   Those were perspective poems, and I don't do a lot of those anymore - because I have realized that my thoughts about them - are my thoughts - and not theirs.   Although I may do some perspectives if I feel strongly about them, most of what I do now is about certain themes:

- the connection between nature and people

- my space-interaction theory

- the divide between nature and consciousness

- Bill of Rights and Constitution - their crucial importance

- illegal surveillance and sabotage

- power mongers

- God

- people trying to play God

- love

- desire

- the interconnect of everything

These intertwined themes - leave me vulnerable to be misinterpreted as well.   I'm a big guy who has been angry from the illegal surveillance and sabotage going on in my life - progressively for the past 5 years - at least.  It has destroyed all of my relationships - and Ive gone from anger to isolation (which is torture for a human).  This was the goal of power monger network - to destroy me.  Because I use my Bill of Rights.   They feel they own people.  I have been trying to set an example - that they do not.

Because I'm big, angry, yet sensitive, it's easy for thousands in a network to sabotage and frame one person - secretly using underhanded communication and fake social media accounts.  Its no accomplishment - thousands against one - when they see everything you do - and can respond in real time.   Framing and staging scenes, breaking into my private places when my gps signal tells them I am away.   Using covertly-placed fiber optic cams and their jets for constant flyovers to stage scenes with body doubles or frame what I am doing in a dishonest light.

Illegal surveillance leads to remote judgement (inaccurate) and then to hyper-gossip of the internet and blathering blablahaha comics (re-framing by cowards).   And then to - destroying the person's personal relationships - because this is not understood by those closest to you - how oppressive illegal surveillance and coward pirate sabotage - is.

Illegal surveillance and sabotage - is a lie about the target.

The recent patterns Ive been hearing are: molestation and sex with a dog.   No, and no.   Ridiculous accusations.   If these were scenes, they were stages scenes with body doubles, as I know they have been using.