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dimanche 3 juillet 2011

MIND CONTROL: Double bind

Some perverts who put the false appears for the true and whom are surprised to see the real wonder that look like falsity. Some mystified that take the true for the false and who are surprised that the fake is not true.

Cruel weapons of emotional abuse and pervert weapons for body almost already died. There is what awaits the pawns of a war game for big kids lost in advance.

Torturers who think that their victim's head is swollen of showing of himself because they have mistaken his identity with someone else, but his head really swells due to handling wild and daily burns caused by directed energy undigested.

A professional manipulator who handles his colleagues as well as his victim by trying to make them all feel guilty and ashamed. And her, while she confronts the evil of this false token she strengthens its own areas of light.

Cookers of people who would like their "meat" become quickly cooked with fires that cook only the long term. And a «meat» that they would prefer mature enough that it does not take too long to cook, but is still too tender to simply let itself be cooked.

A liar who becomes mixed in his lies who can not remember to whom he recounted his true version of the history. And a true story that is recounted all mixed up because it reminds all the lies that had woven it.

In trying to think instead of its prey, the diviner manipulator whispers the words he claims to be his. Yet, she claims that her words are still the breath of his own mind, one that is certainly not his.

The hard life of killers that stimulate survival at all costs in spite of themselves. And the life has really hard life to be reborn of all its dead in spite of its killers who have already died but anyway, she's trying to resurrect them .

By dint of mentally suggest to others the negative of all goodness and beauty, the bad and the ugly were steeped in their own mind as positive space.

Copyright France Quenneville, April 3, 2011.

dimanche 22 mai 2011

I am for you just... a good excuse!

I am for you... this good joke that I seem to deserve. Yet every day when I meet you on the way, I recognize on your face the devil's mischievous smile. It is so similar to his that , like him, nothing seems to satisfy him. He having fun at the expense of others but also you, instruments. Yet the smile of a beaming heart is so much more attractive.

I am for you... this smell nauseating and disgusting. Yet every day, yours smells rotten and the vomited. And then, you lift the nose on this fine perfume made with wild rosehips. But, you're so convinced of sniffing garbage in real life, than your nose become unable to smell all good smells. Try out to sniff the true of life, it is the fragrance the most notorious!

I am for you... this feeling so uncomfortable. Yet every day, it emerge from you so much meanness, that I can feel your scorn as well as the unsatisfaction of your requirements. You're feeling so bad about yourself, that you avoid any real contact with others. But, however, you run away to get a massage just to beg some physical contacts from an other human being. Yet, choosing the fragrance of joy allows to feel so free.

I am for you ... these too beautiful eyes of visible innocence. Yet every day, your look on me implacable arises. Your value judgments are quick to make their way to see the show of your fantasies. I'm doomed, despite your complete ignorance about me. You are so convinced of the evidence of my terrible guilt, that your eyes squarely add anything they want to see and believe. Is not it? And during that time your heart become very hard and your frequency drops dangerously. However, your beliefs will never replace any of my truths, neither mine replace yours.

I am for you... that human being whom have to be banished, exclude from any group. Yet every day, I can perceive your isolation, your loneliness. I see you walking alone with no one to keep you company. You're so alone than to monitor me become your reason for being. Because of this, perhaps you've felt a certain well-being, a kind of a sense of belonging. But at what cost? To save face, you simulate the good by choosing lying! However, breathing of your own isolation offers the finest communion because when you expires, the compassion is shared with those who were banished from your comfort zone.

I am for you ... this portrait of a fallen angel, portrayed by you. Yet every day, these are the traits of the devil that I see taking shape on your face. The expressions of evil are sculpting the innermost recesses of each of your masks. Your colors are so tainted that your beauty, eventually, become fade. I'd rather a hundred times better, see blossoming your face. But for this, it is necessary for me to re-draw you in better. Yet still, there remains time for you to choose to restore the purity of your colors. It's up to you to process images with love and seeing its beauty hidden there.

I am for yo ... the shadow on the painting that should be dispelled. Yet every day I can see your shadow darkening mine. You and I all have dark sides that we do not like. This is so true that your shadow come to meet of mine. And, what she thinks seeing on me is none other than his own. Accept its own shade with love, however brings the healing. And, tolerance to oneself erases much of this shadow by replacing it with beautiful spots of light.

I am for you... this crazy attraction who is burning under the magnifying glass of your projectors. Yet every day, the light streaming from my center enlighten me about your own crazy attractions. It also highlights your ardent lacks of love. Yet like me, that spark of the Divine, you have it within you. It is so full of love than, making it grow it would dispel these cold frosts caused by this missing and giving way to fire of comfort. Divine is yet that little flame that emanates from your center, then let it flourish in its intimacy, and mine also.

I am for you... maybe someone who can do harm. Yet every day, it's me who try to heals the wounds of so many injuries done so free. Several reasons give you some reasons to hurt me. And, these wounds are so deep that, in my pain, I barely get up. Yet, I choose to live it fully, just to be able to understand it. Because accepting to meet it by facing it strengthens and makes wiser. It also helps to be in tune with all who suffer and offer them a true compassion.

I am for you ... that kind of shameful image that you hide very quickly. Yet every day I am only the screen of your own life. A miror on which you project your thoughts both good and vilest. If you think about your weaknesses, they become so shameful that it is easier to attribute to me everything instead to look at you in the face and accept them. These images seem to stick so well to me. So, I become for you... a good excuse. Yet take this opportunity to face up yourself could dispel your feelings of ashamed. As for me, I would at least contribute to give you a little feeling of proudness. But, I would never have been for you... just that good excuse.

dimanche 3 avril 2011

Psychotronic: double play

vendredi 18 mars 2011

" Solidarity compromised"

Gang Stalking tactics: interference relations and computer intrusion. (screenplay)

France is part of a social network named "Placebook. She appears as an individual targeted by the Gang Stalking, Electronic harassment and torture. Many of her friends are in the same situation. They are mostly English speaking. Outside this network, she does not know those among them who are also victims. The targeted individuals are often discredited and isolated from the rest of the world so that nobody knows who they really are, that is to say, good and innocent people. The perps even tries to stop them from coming into contact with each other in forums and social networks.

One day, France was invited to attend one of these demonstrations against the violence that took place in his city. But she was in bad shape because of electronic harassment and torture she suffered. Anyway, she must live with a disability that prevents her from participating in such events. But, being still united, she wished them good luck in their events. The following exchange takes place mainly between France and Makyta and some mutual friends. In response to the invitation of "Better Life», she sent this message:

France - Good luck!

Having felt the solidarity of France, another of her friends, Barry, thank her for her support and asked to complete a few tasks that would not require her to walk down the street.

Barry - Thank you for your good wishes & luck. I really appreciate it. Please, would you... and say hello to me, I'd really appreciate that also.

But, as already handicapped and constantly under the effect of torture increasingly debilitating, she refused the invitation, unable to take part in any commitment. However, she participate in her support group by writing a few lines from time to time, spontaneously. This is also a way to distract her attention from the pain that she is struggling to bear. Nevertheless, she felt that it could be a good thing to provide an explanation for Barry's two refusals on. So she decided to send him a message to this subject.

But how could she speak well of what she live? For in her everyday life, she never can tell anything to anyone. She knew others could take her for a fool if she was talking about torture or microwave weapons because of everything the perps were led others to believe about her. But, she took time to think about the situation.

France (speaking to herself) - First, many of them are victims of this infamy as much as me... So why not?... They will surely understand.

She decided to take the risk of revealing some secrets.

Message sent by France to every one:

France - (Uncomfortable) - I'm tortured at the point that I have a lot of pain. This is at the point that I can't move at all. I only have few periods of time that I'm up. They use laser and micowaves weapons at very srtong levels on me. I'm more handicaped and sick with that.

Group message sent to France in response to his revelations:

Makyta - France, excactly the same here. On top of all, 6 1/2 years ago since they induced into me radiation including " gamma rays " I developed cancer ! 2 years ago I had cancer surgery as a result of it! Daily, I am in enormous amount of pain, bruises, and " immobilized" get seizures, flailing of limbs, burning sensation in different parts of my body, lots' in the scull/brain, the works ! This is what I suffer 24/7 ! I will keep you in my prayers, my friend. Take care ! Love and Blessing.

Barry - So sorry to hear that. What f%%$ing sadists.

Makyta - You and I know, that they are the " sickest most nacisistic SOBs' on this planet" !!! This is the New World Order ! Love & Blessings.

BetterLife - I am so sorry to hear about both of your pain, they are sick.

Deeppy - I am so lost for words when I read what others experience...it is horrible to be put through this torture...my thoughts and prayers are will you all.

Makyta - Thank you Deeppy and Barry for your heartfelt compassion, thank you so much <3 ! I live on Gods given time and the perps' are not making it any easier, but the opposite !!! So, I pray a lot. For others like myself as well myself.

Message sent by France to each:

France - Thanks for your sympathy, every one. You can follow what I say about it on Kwikker:
http://francequenneville-drama.blogspot.com/2011/01/torture-en-direct.html

Max - Sorry i couldnt make it. as i've said before the only thing that stops the v2k is having a drink, lord knows i wouldnt drink so much without the voices and gangstalking, and the other night i had way too much and am still recovering. but i did manage to do some paintings while drinking so all wasnt lost. i havent drank anything since to give my body a break and the voices have been merciless non-stop. Thank God I'm not working at a 9-5 job right now. i hope the protest went well.

Stop - Well a very disappointing turnout, not just for us T.I.'s but for the anti-violence. I don't know what it takes for people to wake up. I took a 6 hour train ride to be there. I know I am trying maybe that's all it means. I give a shit!!

Deeppy - Thanks for giving a shit Stephen..wish I could have been there. Several days have passed.

France returned to his account and read messages again. Then, remembering that Makyta was suffering also, she wanted be compassionate with her. She chose well between her poems those she had made in the context of electronic harassment and Gang Stalking. She chose one that seemed best suited to the situation of Makyta. Then she sent it in a new message, the heart filled with good feelings.

Message sent by France to Makita:

France (compassionate) - HI! There is a poetry I wrote about pain and translated with Soogle: http://francequenneville-drama.blogspot.com/2011/02/beyond-appearances.html That is my gift for the day. Have a good day Makyta! France.

More later ...

Eager to see if Makyta had replied, she found a message that aroused in her, an unpleasant feeling.

Makyta response received by France:

Makita - France, thanks but "no thanks" ! Apparently, you don't get it, that people who are Tageted individuals are in enough " Pain " ? Please, keep your above poetry to your self ! I am in lot of pain, how about that, which I am trying very hard to keep out of my mind ! ! ! P.S. Do not ever send me a crap like this ! Save it for yourself. I doubt that others' are interested either!!!

France did not understand her reaction. It was totally inconsistent with what she felt about her before in previous messages. In this context of solidarity, what could this message mean? Then, she asked her the question.

Response sent to Makyta in private message:

France - What is this kind of solidarity?

But France was not satisfied with this interaction unpleasant was going on in private. She decided to bring it into the public, that is to say, to show others what is happening under the guise of solidarity. But was this message truly from Makyta? In the context of Gang Stalking, France allowed herself the possibility to doubt of it, so she did not mention Makyta's name. And if it was not her? So she still raises the question with everyone.

Text message sent to all by France on "Placebook.

Solidarity by France, vendredi 18 mars 2011, 16:13

France - As a gift, I sent a nice poetry to someone who told me having a lot of pain and who offered me some sympathy about mine. And, I as a response to that, I sent my poetry about pain to her, But there is the message I received:

Makyta - " France, thanks but " no thanks"! Apparently, you don't get it, that people who are Tageted individuals are in enough " Pain " ? Please, keep your above poetry to your self ! I am in lot of pain, how about that, which I am trying very hard to keep out of my mind ! ! ! P.S. Do not ever send me a crap like this ! Save it for yourself. I doubt that others' are interested either !!!"

What is this kind of solidarity when you receive compassion from an other one? Here is the poetry I sent: http://francequenneville-drama.blogspot.com/2011/02/beyond-appearances.html

Then, France has left it to visit her blog, elsewhere on the internet.

An hour later, France came back to "Placebook, to see if she had received any message from Makyta.
Private message sent by Makyta to France:

Makyta - I don't care what you think, truly, don't preach to me about solidarity ! They induced " cancer into me " and you want me to like your poems about PAIN ??? !!!! Look for fans of your poem eleswhere, that's all, ok ?!

France remained pensive.

France (speaking to herself) - The tone of the message was the same as the previous one. It had nothing similar to those I had received earlier. It's probably still one of the perp's traps. They corrupt everything I do. The reel Makyta is probably not aware of this message sent on his behalf. For if it is her who sent it to me, she's hard to follow. I can understand that pain can make it bitter. But people who suffer do not usually react that way. It must be the girl who tortures me that is seeped into my computer. According to what I heard through the V2K (voice-to-skull) and by the computer problems I encounter every day, she and her partners, Gus and Pell, they make hacking to me gleefully and indecent manner. So, they already know programming.

France had decided to write this script knowing that her "Perps" would be all she wrote on their screen and they would enjoy to do some blocking operations dedicated to preventing the publication of the scene. But will she found another way to thwart them? And what will happens with her friends on "Placebook? Already the internet is useless. It is their primary means of achieving their denial of computer services.

(À suivre...)

After a while, when France finish to write it and wanted to publish it, but the bad comments had gone from her account and she never received after any message from Makyta, the reel one. So, that means it was an intruder in her account, France's «perp».

mardi 15 février 2011

Beyond Appearances

http://francequenneville.blogspot.com/2010/12/manipulation-de-la-communaute.html
http://francequenneville.blogspot.com/2010/11/fabrique-de-faux-parias-de-la-societe.html
http://francequenneville.blogspot.com/2010/09/gangstalking-vs.html

Témoignage:
http://francequenneville.blogspot.com/2010/11/diffamation-extreme.html

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