Targeted Individual Update

Here is the prior post and the main post.

This is going to be three posts in one as I want to finish getting some stuff out there.

Here is a picture of my neighbor turning one of his porch lights off. Same guy I think the vibrations are coming from at night.

It isn't a dead bulb as it happens all the time and sometimes it'll be the other bulb that is only on. I don't know if he unscrews one or if he has them on a separate switch, but he obviously wants to draw me attention to his lights (before all this they were green, which supposedly means you support the US military).

Remember, these energy weapon attacks all started for me after making fun of (in the privacy of my own home) the colors on a Georgetown neighbor's porch/garage lights. One green, one blue, which I had no idea meant military and police. I thought he was just another weirdo from Austin, TX.

Besides drawing my attention to it, it seems similar to a gangstalking technique using headlights. I assume those perp have the victim's GPS location being broadcasted to their phone.

Anyway, the neighbor with the one light, besides probably being military, seems to also be in a motorcycle gang. I've had motorcyclists follow me and rev their engines at me. They always have an American flag on their bike or jacket. I guess they too have my GPS location to my phone being sent to them. 

Here is a note I wrote down some time ago:

On March 4, 2020, I was driving my grandpa to the hospital for his PET scan results. A Flower Mound police van popped out and stopped on 7th street as I was headed southbound on Morris to turn on 6th street. It's like he knew I would be there and wanted to give me a scare.

About three or two weeks ago, a Flower Mound police van was parked perpendicular and over three parking lot spots at Rosa's Cafe. Once I passed him, he started to follow me on my way to Walmart. Again, it was like he was waiting for me.

This is all very similar to the tactics used by several Lewisville police vans in the past and seemingly present, like they're following me on my phone's GPS.

I think my mom is a gangstalker. She always seems to know what I've searched on the Internet. Whether it is benign (like the online tools I use to proof read my posts, which obvious I don't use anymore) or not, even when I'm using HTTPS, private windows, and even a private DNS server. Even VPNs don't seem to really help. Trust me, she isn't smart at all when it comes to computers. I have to help her all the time. It's more likely someone is telling her what I search online and that they have very sophisticated methods and/or insider knowledge.

In the past, she asked me to erase an old iMac so they could sell it. I don't think she remembered that she linked her phone's iMessenger to it. I booted it up to get all the photos and anything else that might be important off of it. As I was looking on her computer for things to save, I saw her messages that went to her phone. One said something along the lines of this:

For your years of faithful service, we have decided to extend our membership to you. Welcome to 4Ever Flying. Please remember to delete this message.

While I did take a screenshot of it, I'm having a hard time finding it.

I confronted her about it, but she just played dumb.

I doubt many of their members, including my mom, even know who is really behind their little group or it's true purpose. I strongly suspect the US military (that includes the NSA) as they use their funds for various secret projects. I believe one of them is to create several online mini secret societies to have various "agents" everywhere in America to do their bidding. Nothing extreme where you have to wear uniforms, take blood oaths, or meet in a lodge, but something more light-hearted that a friend might invite you to where you do little projects to prove your loyalty.  

For example: "Say this around this person." "Follow this car with one headlight off." "Give a five star review on this Amazon self-help book." And so on. (This would explain why some of these self-help "gurus" with extremely dysfunctional personalities write a crappy self-help book that then gets a five out of five rating with over a 1,000 reviews. Sometimes they literally just copy and paste the articles that they already wrote on their blog into a book. Most self-help salesmen just prey on those who aren't willing to do the work and who would rather find a shortcut in life, that doesn't exist, or escape to that feel-good, self-help la-la land. As you can tell, it's a little personal for me.)

Yeah, I'm certain of it. The Pentagon "loses" TRILLIONS of dollars all the time. I'm sure they're trying a ton of different projects like this to see what works: 5G, blackmailing politicians, electronic harassment, knowing your porn history, satellite stalking, secret societies, controlling Hollywood, fake news, viruses that make you less spiritual, etc. It's all about control.  

I remember a weird video of James Alefantis in his Majestic Ape mask talking about joining his little club and that perks and power open up to you as you prove your loyalty. If he is a Rothschild, as many believe, then they too would have trillions to spend to have their own little, faithful, evil army to further their goals.

But I think you can only control evil people. Why? Because evil people live in fear. Good people live in love. Fear is what makes people seek power and allow others to control them for safety (but it never really results in that).

My mom has always had this look of fear in her eyes with certain things that she is clearly overreaching to. Not only that, she has wronged me in the past and never apologized. I think she is scared of losing her reputation if she admitted the truth. When I tell people outside of my family what she (and my dad) has done to me, they get a look of disgust and concern while often saying, "What is wrong with your parents?"

I tried to cut them out of my life... but they're my parents. 

In hindsight, staying with them is what lead to this mess in the first place. I just couldn't take that leap. No, I don't think my mom submitted me to the program. Rather, I believe it is the law of averages: being around them meant being around similar sick people, including those who did submit my name to the program. I even found myself doing more things that I shouldn't have been doing as time went on with them. (I guess you really are the average of the 5 people you spend the most time with, and I guess all self-help isn't useless.) I would try to run away, but I had no means of supporting myself or the willingness to go down an extremely arduous road. Strangely, things would only get worse for me when I came back. 

It's like the Universe really wants me to go my own way.

It's just really hard and lonely out there.