Tough night - Elevated levels of sleep depravation and intimidation all through the night. Still seing the after effects of the last cycle's initiation event, but another initiation event was instigated, all revolving around trying to force me to eat food dispite thirsting me for at least a day. That's ultimately dangerous, puts enormous pressure in vital organs as there is no way to clean out toxins. It's a form of slow poisoning.

What happened was I was gifted some food by a family with a young boy. The parents had the boy give me the food. I said thanks and asked the parents if they had water. They didn't. I said thanks and that I'd eat the food tomorrow, put the food in my bag. They drove off.

Almost immediately, probably a minute later, a man arrived, wearing pretty much entirely bright blue, with a bright blue bag. I stood there thirsting, having literally just tried to be understanding by accepting the food even though I was accepting what ammounted to poison, and immediately my gesture of kindness and tolerance was thrown back in my face. I took the food out of my bag and gifted it to the man in blue. He said no, I insisted, then I really insisted. At pretty much that exact moment another family walked past, looked almost identical to the other one, but the boy was wearing a turquoise tshirt and the mother a bright red tshirt and hat.

A few minutes later, a man in his twenties arrived, wearing a yellow tshirt, starts drinking from a small coca cola bottle. Gosh what are the chances that this series of events would happen the same day as empty coke bottle bloke in the red girlie outfit harrassed me. A short while later the motorbike gang stalking drivebys started in anger. The initial taunts were 'yellow' and 'allow'. Go figure, I'm responsible for everything even though THEY are literally starving and thirsting ME.

The night proceeded, I got very little sleep, being woken up almost as soon as I fell asleep, over and over and over. In the early hours, the rock throwing motorbike gang stalkers paid me a visit, just a driveby, no rocks thrown this time.

About 60 seconds after getting up this morning, the turquoise electric motorbike, did a drive-by, stoping right in front of me. It never ends.

There was one lone sign of positivity in amoungst all the hatred. A motorbike driveby where the rider said earnestly 'you are right' at me as he drove past.

It literally feels like I'm caught in the middle of an infiniti war between good and evil. #

Actor Waaa goading - Walking to the internet place this morning, motorbike driveby executed by a very butch woman probably from the butch woman army, sat on the back, she shouted 'Actor Waaaa'. Given that I'm right in the middle of an aggressive thirsting campaign, it's pretty clear what their intention is, don't you think? #

Anger goading followed by hurry up and wait - One of the patterns that emerges from all the bullying during an escallation cycle is that after the initiation event, and the multi-location anger goading, is some hurry up and wait. Happens almost every time. #

Another thirsting - There are signs that I'm going to be put through another thirsting. Mostly based on water based anger goading from drive-by's and walk-by's. Looks like I might need to prepare next week's newsletter in advance. #

Bullying via electric scooter - From the they will turn literally anything into a stick to hit you with book, the latest thing is a motorbike stalker who is driving an electricity powered motorbike. It's the exact same color as the water I usually buy, a sort of turquoise. They have driven past and stopped next to me in at least the last 3 locations I've been to. There are basically zero electric motorbikes on the roads at the minute. The chances that the same one would stop next to me 3 locations in a row over 2 days, has got to be very close to zero. Oh and guess what color the plastic bag dangling from their handle bar was? Yep that's right it was pink. Lots of pink related bullying the past few days.

Also after leaving the internet place earlier a young chap wearing the outfit that the hostess girls usually wear, which in this case was bright red, appeared to be waiting for me. He sprung up just before I walked up the road, ran to the other side of the road, and then started repeatedly squeezing a small empty bottle of coca cola, while looking at me very intently. I've never seen a bloke wearing one of these outfits in all the years I've been here. He looked a bit like one of the guys in the cafe / shop yesterday that was giving me a hard time.

All along the way to the place where I am now, there were very obviously camp looking men standing and eating from styrofoam packages. They only appeared to start animatedly eating as I walked past. Yes I'm hungry, thanks for noticing. So food goading to add to the water goading.

The other textbook thing that happened just now was photo ambush. If there's one thing that you can almost guaranty to happen in a bullying escallation, that's people everywhere pulling out their camera phones and filming in such a way that you are in the shot. They will often position themselves on either side of you so there is no escape, then they close in on you bit by bit. It's anger goading. Guess what they were wearing? Turquiose tshirts. Same exact shade as the electric scooter, which silently appeared right behind me at the exact moment of photo ambush totality. What are the chances?

Astute readers might remember that the rock attacks that were previously happening to me were often followed up by motorbikes stoping just outside of my field of vision, then reving their engines, recreating the attack conditions in order to provoke a panic response. This feels similar to that. A sort of full court press, a passive aggressive attack from all sides, in broad daylight meant to make you angry, but that looks totally normal to everyone else. It's next level bullying, and it happens constantly. #

Perfect and wonderfull? - The traffic police seem more interested in me than usual. Three days in a row with drive-bys. In their last one just now, the officer on the back of the bike said 'you like the lie' as they drive by. I have no idea what that means, but I will say I'm not a big fan of vietnamese starvation and thirsting campaigns. Or for that matter your harrassment, sleep depravation, entrapment, exploitation and enslavement. Not a fan of any of those. #

Bottle collector - There has been a re-appearance of the bottle collector with the plastic bags on his feet. He can't be more than about 17 years old. He cameod right before the traffic police driveby. I haven't seen him for quite a while. He always seems to appear when things get very bad. Bizarely correlated with how used my flip flops are.

He is always carrying a ginormous green sack full of empty plastic bottles. It's the same or similar green sacks they use to transport ice. Sort of a mesh fabric, quite strong. The bag is almost as big as he is. I've never seen him with anything but plastic bags on his feet.

Whenever he appears, about the same time, green bags start appearing everywhere I go. And I can confirm that is currently happening, has been for about a week.

The roads get very hot during the day. #

Bed - Also one more thing, go to bed everybody.

Everything perfect, everything wonderful. #