markjgsmith

05:24:00 +07:00 I didn’t take any escallation notes yesterday but there was tons of weirdness everywhere. I got gifted some nice food late last night and so I have something nice for breakfast this morning.

I’ve been thinking quite a lot about a major simplification that I might do to the major static site generator plugins. Currently you have plugins for the blog, notes, podcast, newsletter and linkblog, then there are seperate plugins for bells and whistles like archives, tagclouds, rss feeds. I think it would make more sense to move the later into the former, so that for instance when you instantiate the blog plugin it sets up all those other bells and whistles things for you.

The bells and whistles plugins could still be used seperately if you wanted to, but making the main app plugins a bit more featured would make setup and configuration a lot simpler in many cases. Also, I think over time I’ll be able to add lots of other cool things to them like serverless and edge functions.

Yesterday felt kinda crazy. I did manage a blog post. Hoping to get a bit of additional blogging today, but less surrealist humour. #

04:23:00 +07:00 I’m both complelely exhausted, even more so than yesterday, and very creeped out by the weird pedo sex goading that was going on all day yesterday. I took some escallation notes, I have no idea if any of this makes any sense. Bear in mind while I’m taking these notes I’m trying as much as possible to get on with productive stuff like listening to podcasts and planning development work on the website and static site generator, and it’s reached the point now where basically nothing is possible, even the escallation notes are just a mess.

Anyway here they are:

• Teenage kid dressed all in red, appeared out of nowhere in shop cafe, I’m sitting head down typing on my internet device, he passed and says something while waving his hand like he is saying hello except he was basically waving directly at my groin. Then steels my receipt, that was laying on the table, as he walks down the stairs. I manage to grab it back from him while he was looking at it. I think this was the kid from yesterday that was wearing yellow T-shirt and had a yellow plastic bag. Very weird.
• Btw yesterday evening there was a young woman that got offended at me for sitting in the seat that she had gotten up from a minute earlier. She had a very bright yellow bag.
• Today one of the female shop staffers that is carrying various stock items up and down the stairs is wearing a dark yellow T-shirt instead of then usual uniform. I bought a banana today, so perhaps that’s why. Based on past experience, invariably, things always get weird when bannanas are involved anywhere. Bananas are like vietnamese cryptonite.
• Woman sandwich shop vendor for no reason said ‘see’ after I asked for more mayonnaise
• In the next shop a few minutes later, the woman staffer said ‘more’ before the price I had to pay while I was paying.
• It’s evening now, woman wearing Fluoro yellow dress behaving oddly sat next to me
• On the other side of the road woman wearing the most red tight dress ever walking with a small boy wearing a black and white striped tshirt. He looks like a mini version of the security guard that has lots of energy but is also quite fat, from a few days ago at the shop cafe.
• A bit later a teenage boy wearing all black with apparent family, mother and brother perhaps, sat next to me, across the road was a woman taking photos with camera aimed directly in my direction. Next to the boy a man had attached his white helmet to the bench. They sat, waited to hear my reaction, when I didn’t react they left. They then came back and started to get on a bus but right after getting on they changed their mind and all got off the bus. Note a few days ago a strange old lady tried to get me to get on a bus, motioning ‘come here’ with her fingers.
• The bus family thing was followed immediately by a white car stoping in front of me, with a woman getting out wearing a very skimpy all white miniskirt and white top.
• Ow harassment

Don’t know if any of that made sense. I don’t have time to re-read it. I still have to write the newsletter. Really not feeling like doing that. Feeling majorly rushed and overclocked by the world, so I’ll likely have to make some drastic cuts to what I’m doing. Perhaps Elon, Vivek and Doge could slash 2 trillion dollars from all this fucking harassment.

The harassment is so bad I don’t even have the words, let alone energy, to describe it. It’s all consuming. It never ends. It’s like being forced to do other people’s sodoku puzzles, but you have to do your own puzzles too. And not starve. #

16:34:00 +07:00 I feel like this Politics ambidextrous blog post from a few months ago is kind of sort of related in shape to today’s Peaceful transfer of humour blog post, which to be honest is breaking my brain a bit. Actually the end. #

16:50:00 +07:00 I want the ability to run ChatGPT queries from an iOS Notes note bulleted list.

This would be the workflow:

• Be able to write a note offline containing many queries
• Send the note when you get online to a service that runs all the queries and brings back responses that you can store onto your device
• Read the results offline later

Theorectically ChatGPT ciukd be really awesome for offline workflows, but I don’t see anyone trying to build something around that. #

05:39:00 +07:00 Too tired and exhausted and consuned by the world to write anything today. Here are the escallation notes, it was a day of non stop nastiness.

• The big thing today is ‘lie’. 3 food vendors in a row have said it while preparing my food. The first, a well known warpather butch woman who pretends to be all nice then always without fail metaphorically gut punches you as she gives you the food, confidently said ‘lie’ to me as she gave me my food order. The next place, a few minutes walk up the road, as I told him what I wanted suddenly it was imperative for him to shout ‘lie’ across the street at someone. The place after that, again a two minute walk away, the staffer there said ‘lie’ to the apparent customer before me, as soon as I entered the shop.
• Today at the shop cafe I’m being front run in everything I do by parents. Being told ‘I learn’ just at as I’m about
• Shop staffers angrily snapping elastic bands. The elastic band that someone body else left a couple of days ago on the table usually sit at is still there. Evidently they incorrectly think I left it there, or are lying, and have decided to not clean the table. Nevermind that I always clean up my garbage. Never mind that’s 50% of other customers don’t. Nope I’m still to blame for a single neutrino being out of place in the entire universe again.
• Now there is a shifty looking bloke wearing very white T-shirt drinking red bull and with a packet of masks, making 'I’m ill' type noises, ‘uuurgh’, and walking around like his feet are super heavy, slapping them all over the place. Also he’s drunk a small bottle of Pepsi which he has placed right next to the graffiti dick, which someone has obviously tried to paint over but it hasn’t worked, so you can still see it. The forward slash is still there above it.
• Shifty looking bloke moved seat and left an elastic band directly on front of me. The elastic band based harassment continues. He’s getting quite agitated btw. He keeps quickly turning around to try and catch me looking at him. Looking at him is the last thing on my mind, I’m just trying to concentrate on a podcast.
• Young woman staffer downstairs shouts an exasperated ‘they knooow!’. I literally have no idea what she is talking about. I wonder if anyone in the building does.
• Bloke doing overly exaggerated quenching thirst noises. Literally every 10-15 seconds. Told you there was a thirsting escalation happening yesterday didn’t I. There was a large empty bottle of water on the table I sit at when I got here. It’s pure anger goading. I spot these attacks almost immediately these days. It was by a well dressed man vaguely my age wearing a white dress shirt.
• After taking a selfie with the updated white washed graffiti dick at the shop cafe, a few moments later a voice from the back room that sort of sounds like he’s on the phone to somebody : ‘we know’
• Young teen boy shows up in shop cafe, I’m the only other customer. He is being strange. Wearing a bright fluoro yellow T-shirt, with a dark yellow thick plastic bag. He sits behind me on a stool, and shouts in my direction in a bizarre accent that sort of hides what he is saying ‘You won!’. It’s aimed at me, but it could be that he’s shouting downstairs. I don’t respond and he moves seat. Shouldn’t he be in school with all the other kids?
• Shop cafe staffer right before cleaning up the mess left by the morning rush left around me: ‘liar’. I was the only person in the seating area. He used a put-on very deep voice. He cleaned up everything apart from the elastic band directly in front of me, left by the shifty looking bloke in white T-shirt earlier.
• Big incident at the sandwich shop at lunch time. The young woman vendor who is only there occasionally was doing something shifty with the sandwiches. It all got very strange as I waited for the customer before me to get served. She changed the order several times, 1/2 prepared 2 different sandwiches then putting them aside, making it look like the previous customer had changed their mind, she never asked me what I wanted, then used one of the old 1/2 prepared sandwiches that had had other meat in them and then removed, and tried to force me to take that, even though it was incorrect with some stuff I didn’t want. It turned into a big argument, she kept trying to force me to have the incorrect sandwich. The whole situation was clearly manufactured, and part of the bigger anger goading arc. That’s why at the shop cafe they have been doing the whole elastic band thing. All these things are related. This isn’t the first time this sort of thing has happened. It literally happens every few weeks. Same exact pattern. They will act all upset now for days. I did eventually get the fresh sandwich I wanted but only after being chastised as being ‘a man!’. This is also linked to the whole hot water blocking manufactured situation from a few days ago. All the women are trying to exert their authority. This whole place is a hellhole of manufactured hate atm.

I tried my best to listen to some podcasts but it was realy ifficukt to concentrate on anything let alone write any blog posts. I did eat some food so that was nice. It seems at the minute like when I’m able to get food, I get blocked in every other dimension.

I just hope today will be better. Have got to somehow prepare the newsletter for tomorrow. Feel like that’s going to be difficult as everything is such a spiritual mess. I can’t even remember shat podcasts I listenned to. I just know I’m kinda tired with all the elections stuff everywhere. #

04:38:00 +07:00 I didn’t get much done yesterday, listenned to a few podcasts but it felt like most of the day was filled with harassments and dealing with that. Hard to even concentrate on the podcasts or write any blog posts when you are totally consumed by the gang stalkers. There were a lot of very bizare situations.

Escallation notes from yesterday:

• The milk left on the ground next to where I stand at the internet place that had basically been washed away in the rain has been ‘toped up’ with new milk.
• Right after arriving and noticing the milk, the bloke that runs one of the shop cafes shouted ‘Aah! ... Okay Maaak’. Pretty clearly an escalation. They know they are currently starving me, food goading me, sex goading me and anger goading me. If I say nothing they get more angry, if I say something they get more angry. They are really just angry at themselves.
• Strange bizarre set of situations today at the shop cafe. It was quite busy when I arrived, the apparent morning school rush, lots of kids and mothers. I went to the till with a bloke staffer avoiding the young woman staffer that pretends to be an angel but then takes every opportunity to shiv you, she is a fucking psychopath imo. I wasn’t avoiding her exactly, that’s just how the queues were emptying out, but she did that thing where you go one way and she pretends to try to get you to go the other way, classic psycho move that. Anyway, I paid went upstairs and there were two people that had clearly imo been waiting at the top of the stairs and only started down the stairs when they saw me turn the corner 1/2 way up the stairs. All these little things are anger goadings. In fact right before that an apparent mother had blocked the way with her child, with some ridiculous situation with a tupaware box, literally the worst time and place to have a mother - child tupaware situation. Anyhow I got to the top of the stairs, put my stuff down and noticed that the toilet looked occupied, and a red school bag and red helmet were on a nearby table. The toilet door occupied signal was 1/2 closed 1/2 open. I needed the bathroom so after a minute or so I tentatively slowly pushed the door open. There was someone in there just standing behind the door. They pushed the door closed as if it was unexpected. Already something didn’t seem quite right. I went back to organise some of my stuff. After a minute or two I went back to the toilet and opened the door again: This time a young boy, probably about 8-10 years old jumped out. It really seemed like he had been just standing there waiting for me to open the door again. I entered the toilet after he exited, and discovered the loo hadn’t been flushed properly. Still had murky brown water with bits in it. I turned around and motioned at the boy, pointing down at the loo, signalling that he had forgotten to flush it. I exited, he entered and flushed the loo. As he left he did a 2 thumbs up gesture. So nothing completely out of the ordinary, but later after the school rush had finished. The young woman staffer that pretends to be an angel but is actually a psychopath, went to the toilet, and upon leaving as the passed me, descending the stairs with light footedness of the sort a cartoon criminal breaking and entering carrying a sack full of swag would have, saying ‘good’ in my direction, as she descended. I find that all very odd. But that’s not all. When I entered the store there was, what I presume was dog shit, on the floor all around the door. What a strange set of coincidences. Each one of these things is very unusual, but for all of them to happen one after the other like that, the odds are just way too unlikely for there not to be something strange going on. I document it because, no doubt this isn’t the end of this escalation.
• Young apparent couple, probably late teens. Having a bit of an argument. The bloke says as he passes me: ‘he knows’. I literally have no idea what he is on about.
• The next most interesting podcast in my queue is of course a Tim Ferris interview with Derren Brown. Of course. How could it not be Derren BROWN after all the bizarreness that has been today.
• I’m sitting at the window in the shop cafe. It’s a 1st floor window perpendicular to the street outside, overlooking it. Down the way, there is a short and somewhat stumpy bloke that attends to the motorbikes outside several of the shops along the street. He’s always very active, strangely a lot of energy for someone his size. Today he’s looking a bit fatter than usual, he’s also wearing a cartoon bandit white and black stripe T-shirt. Just worth noting. Seems somehow relevant. In fact this entire street is a bit relevant. There are home made camera frames with cameras attached to sign posts at each end of the street. It’s a very weird place. Did I mention that there were some announcements today that Apple are getting into the home camera business? Just another day. I’m probably on a street housing Derren Brown fans, or crew members. Might also be a giant debugger.
• Random male customer says ‘Ah-yah’ as they leave after nobody here said anything for at least 30 mins
• The previous customer appears to have led to another male customer leaving who quietly said no! In my direction for whatever reason. Food goading, anger goading, sex goading, could be all 3. Whatever it is, it’s not normal imo.
• 2 young woman acting kinda shifty. They turn up and start f-ing around with the power outlet where my device is charging. They unplug the other device which isn’t mine. They are now doing some sort of makeup thing in the toilet and saying things like, ‘we know’ and ‘he knows’. Where they have put their stuff they have left 2 empty bottles of water, and a bunch of fake "stuffed" flowers, that they appear to have brought with them. One has a red bag with the words "where impact matters". One of them has a face that looks swollen.
• Earlier I stumbled while exiting the toilet, because my flip flops, which I’ve been trying to replace now was for weeks but keep getting blocked again and again, are uneven and so I momentarily lost balance and hit my head slightly on the door frame. It was a bit painful. Specifically I hit my ear. Now a bloke has appeared sitting right in front of me with really strange ears. I reckon he could be in a film staring elves. His ears bend out from his head at the top of the ears. Quite odd looking. What are the chances? It also looks like he’s just had his hair cut into a type of mullet, cut almost to accentuate his strange ears from behind.
• The bloke the girls tried to unplug his device is now watching videos and laughing historically.
• The group of people behind me now are laughing hysterically. The girls left while saying "we are lying". My sinuses then flared up in pain, nearly sneezed. Now the group behind me just said ‘sorry’, then said ‘okay’, and all left.
• Just noticed that the table I am sitting at, which is made of wood, has a sad face and some large scratches vandalised into the surface of the table. One of the large scratches, which intersects with a dashed line that intersects with the forehead of the sad face, points in the direction of the graffiti dick on the wall a few meters away. The graffiti dick had a forward slash above it, that is angled the same as the large table scratch.

Looks like I’ll be able to get some food today. Not much else to add.

Another day. #

05:25:00 +07:00 Yeah the usual starvation escallation bull crap continues. Got given some food last night, which was nice but they are also purposely doing a thirsting campaign so it was difficult to eat. They then followed that up with some really dry fallafel and pita bread food, with two small dry bread rolls. I’ve literally not only never been given fallafels but I’ve never even seen such a thing here the entire time I’ve been here. There was what appeared to be a manufactured situation earlier that morning with a local clandestine motorbike mechanic throwing a bottle of water in my direction that nearly hit me. A broken small pair of pliers had also been left near where I sit. So there’s some sort of water / thirsting malicious help thing going on.

Escallation notes from yesterday:

• Everyone and their dog is No-ing, people on motorbike, butch women, kids going to school. It’s the No-pocalypse.
• Bloke shouted ‘bear!’ at me as I left the internet place.
• Milk left on the floor at the internet place last night, with butch woman appearing as soon as I got there saying No!. Today at the shop cafe I arrived early, only 1 other customers, a young woman drinking a small kids size carton + straw of milk. She left as soon as I noticed the milk. She was sitting next to the graffiti dick.
• Two elastic bands left on the table I usually sit at in the shop cafe when I arrived very early. Seems innocuous, but it’s actually food goading because they know I haven’t been able to buy a sandwich this morning, which are always packaged with an elastic band. Note also the blocking of roast pork sandwich two days ago. It’s all part of the current escallation campaign. No doubt someone will be shouting money! at me later.
• Since yesterday several incidents with guardians and small children / babies appearing right after an anger goading incident. Happened right after the incident at the public toilet with the overly camp bloke, right on front of the fruit stand next to the bananas, a woman standing there almost blocking the path holding a baby. Happened this morning at the hot water and egg shop. A man loitering with a 5 year old who was wearing a green T-shirt. Also a bloke in a yellow T-shirt entered the shop right before me. This often happens when they are doing the sex and anger goading. It’s a well known thing at this point. I’ve documented it quite a bit in the past.
• Young woman wearing pink top and white mini skirt repeatedly gyrating legs and entire body, while sitting on front of the graffiti dick, in 10 second bursts. I think she might start having an epileptic fit.
• The gyrating woman left her keys on the surface and came back 30 seconds later to get them. Looked to me like she did it on purpose.
• Empty green energy drink bottles was left next to the graffiti dick lying on it’s side
• Shop staffer who acts like an angel but will metaphorically shiv you whenever you are not looking and she gets the chance, on going downstairs to buy another noodle: ‘good’
• Right after, a tall westerner stood next to the graffiti dick the entire time I was eating noodles then left. He just typed on his phone but never sat down. Very odd.
• On way to internet place, passed by two blokes, one says apparently to the other ‘you are harder’
• At the exact place where I cross the road to get to the internet place: 1 elastic band. No other elastic bands in either direction for as far as the eye can see. After crossing the road, two elastic bands on the ground exactly where I rejoined and pavement
• More elastic band based harassment. Never would have thought something so ridiculous could be a thing. But it is definitely a thing. This will be escalated until the entire universe is entirely composed of elastic bands. Then it will all be blamed me. But presumably by then I too will be made of elastic bands, but that doesn’t matter, they will always find a way to blame me.

As per usual, I’m not always right with all of these, but I’m right with an aweful lot of them.

Today I’m feeling quite tired. I know it’s going to be a tough day without much food. Difficult to be enthusiastic.

One awesome thing from yesterday is that I had just enough build minutes to get the new item hash links feature working in staging. Not enough minutes to merge and deploy the feature, but it totally works. Just gotta wait till the end of the month. I still have enough build minutes to run the daily build for about 12 of the 16 days remaining until the reset.

That cheered me up a bit.

It’s going to be really awesome when all post types finish with an item hash link. Technically I probably won’t need the bash heredocs feature any longer since you’ll be able to see where posts end by the hash link. And since I put in the extra work to turn that into a feature, it’s easy to just turn it off if I decide I’d rather not have them anymore.

The way I’m feeling about the heredocs to title feature currently is I quite like it, and I think it does broadly speaking fit with my linux / opensource / hacker / maker roots, but since I don’t currently have a functional laptop it’s a bit of a daily slap in the face, constantly reminding me of another time when things, at least computing related things, were a lot better.

We shall see I guess. A lot can happen in the space of a few weeks. Sad that I can’t do much in the way of development until the end of the month, but looking forward to deploying the new feature now that I know it definitely works. #

05:11:00 +07:00 The starvation cycle they are putting me through continues, and they are back up to all their usual tricks again. I’ve documented them at length in notes and blog posts in the past. Broadly speaking it’s anger goading alongside food goading and sex goading. Really it’s all anger goading, and when you see it for what it is, it’s really them that are angry, they want you to be angry so they can blame everything on you. If you you get angry, and sometimes you have to because the harassment often gets dangerous, then they reward that in some way.

The 4 big harassment themes as of last night were:

• Drugs - they gave me a small can of energy drink yesterday evening. No food. This morning, early, I woke up to a motorbike gang stalker shouting 'owl' at me. That’s notable because last night before going to sleep I was listening to the latest Rogan and the guest spoke about an incident where he did some illegal drugs and felt and looked like an owl, I guess awake with enormous eyes. Yeah somehow they track what podcasts you are listening to aswell. These synchronicities happen ALL THE TIME.
• Sex - White tsunami after white tsunami, tissues being left everywhere I go. Young women in skimpy all white outfits getting on busses right after crochety old laddies that I had never seen before, who had been loitering nearby shiftily, motioned me to 'come' onto the previous bus. Followed almost immediately by the old laddy that hangs out in front of the store croutching down to go for a piss directly on front of me, followed immediately by a motorbike gang stalker shouting 'come Aaah' as they drive past. All the security guards nearby have recently started wearing white uniforms. And they now crouch down and sit on a flowerbed curb, like little children, to smoke their cigarettes. It’s odd. They don’t normally behave like that. Something is up.
• Water - They are up to something with the water taps in the public toilets again. For months now these have been turned to just a trickle, but a couple of days ago, one of the taps was suddenly full flow again, but 20 seconds after starting to use the tap it was turned off completely. Same for the other tap. That was the day when everything was blocked everywhere I went. Well last night when I got there, there was some sort of, what certainly appeared to me to be a manufactured situation, with the overly camp bloke that keeps turning up at the toilets. I don't know what was going on, I was listening to music and just waited outside while the situation unfolded. They seemed very annoyed that I didn’t walk into their trap, whatever they had planned. They kept looking under the sinks like they were trying to fix it or something. Anyway when they finally left, both taps had been somehow jammed into full flow mode, with no way to turn them off. Great for washing your hands, but not for anything that requires the sink to fill up and then empty. Looks like they weren’t set to a trickle to save money.
• Racism - There was a manufactured situation that occurred with a black guy a couple days ago. They had just been harassing me for previous few hours so I wasn’t in any mood to talk or help anyone. So whatever he said to me I just said No. Honestly it seemed like a manufactured situation. I was exhausted, and people literally everywhere I went had been randomly just saying No to me, even when I wasn’t interacting with them. So No was stuck in my mind. Anyway since then the world has made a big effort to paint me as some sort of white supremacist racist.

There’s other stuff happening, but that the general pot of madness that is swirling around at the minute. Everything is precarious.

With food and water in short supply, I’m not going to be able get much done. And it’s going to be very difficult not to at some point get angry with the lying gang stalkers. #

04:47:00 +07:00 Well yesterday appears to have been the world wide front running and allow blocking festival. I say world wide, but there’s really is no way to tell. It certainly was where I am. I already wrote it up here. Today will likely be much the same, but eventually everyone will have a sort of bad karma hangover, which will be blamed on me, of course.

No point in writing anything. Can’t do any dev work as no build minutes. Angry offended world keeps on turning even if a single neutrino is out of place. Strange that isn’t it.

An infinite stream of lies from the world for me, a single neutrino in the entite universe out of place for thee, and it’s still all my fault.

Likely incorrect, [shrug]. #

05:15:00 +07:00 They’ve started another bought of malicious help, with some clothes gifts that on the surface look like they could be a useful gift, but actually when you examine the items, at least some of them have been chosen imo with the express intention of causing me trouble, possibly even harm. I don’t want to go into details but there are multiple signs from the last few days that point to the fact that it’s all part of some sort of bigger escallation war plan.

I’ve taken a few of the items that might be useful and left quite a few of them. That will probably be used as some sort of precursor to war in itself. There’s really nothing else I can do. Just another impossible situation to deal with in my already very precarious life.

As far as development goes, I’ve essentially run out of build minutes for any development this month, with only just about enough to publish content to the website every morning, not that there’s likely going to be much good content because I’m being blocked in the only dimension that really matters. Hard to be a dev that works in public when you can’t even run builds. Never mind that I don’t even have a functional laptop.

Not much different to it being hard to being a human when you can’t even eat food, and drink water, which is also happening much more than is workable.

Life at the minute is just this constant never ending sudoku puzzle trying to figure out how to arrange what little I have so I don’t die. And there’s never enough. And everytime I figure something out, the dark side of the world uses that to figure our how to constrict me even more.

Hello world? I guess you’ve banned hello now have you. What a suprise. #

11:28:00 +07:00 Yet another example we live in a simulation or simulation-like thing.

I literally just finished writing a blog post about monarchies and republics, that concludes with a bit about how strange it must have been when Reagan, an actor, became president of the US, and a few minutes later the TFTC podcast with guest Matt Pines that I was listening to, has a bit on the technocrats starting to realise that Bitcoin is actually a serious thing [50:53]:

"For that managerial technocrat, that prides themselves on having a domain of expertise and control, that they know the left and right corners of their field and their domains of responsibility, and they also have control of what comes in and out of that policy space, it affronts or offends them in a way psychologically to have something like Bitcoin. To come from this cyberpunk, anarcho-capitalist, internet, bitcoin-bro world, and now intrude on their staid, well managed, well curated, policy garden. It’s like the kids across the road have come across to trample on your gardiñas."

What are the fucking chances?

And guess what, I’m currently being badgered by people pretending to be trample kids in the shop cafe I am attempting to write this friggin note in.

Seriously seriously. Reality is so much stranger than fiction. You couldn’t make this stuff up. We live in a series of ever changing reality fractals created by AI. There is no other explanation that fits. This sort of thing is happening to me constantly at this point.

And before you ask, extrapolating the fractal a bit, for what it’s worth, no, I, am not actually that offended. Just constantly worried I’m going to starve to death. It’s reality that is constantly offended.

Seriously. The kids, are trampleing their own gardiñas and are infiniti offended at me, even though I have nothing to do with these fucking gardiñas. Or for that matter, these stupid kids, that think they are infiniti gods from another dimension, or what have you, who are pretending to find this all hilarious but actually are infiniti offended at themselves. [shrug]

Trampling inception on LSD. Boooooouuuuje.

I guess I’ll be getting even more mutilated then. I’ve already got another runny nose. Some dinner later would be nice instead of a constant stream of total reality inversions. Just an idea.

Done. No more writing today. #

12:06:00 +07:00 I actually don’t even know exactly what gardiñas are. #

13:29:00 +07:00 I gotta say it was really weird listening to this Duncan Trussell episode with William Montgomery after this happened.

I’m still listening to the episode right now, and writing this note is super f-ing weird. It’s like a note note.

Not sure what that is exactly. [shrug] #

14:04:00 +07:00 Now the internet at the internet place has been cut off.

Butch women being butch women, kind of intimidating, loitering, just waiting to see my reaction.

Offended much world? Definitrly seems like you’re offended world. #

15:03:00 +07:00 1/2 the places I've been to today I’ve been blocked.

Sweat breads bloke wasn’t there. Sandwich shop was 'no pork today'. The internet place had the internet cut off. The places where I wasn’t blocked, there was some form of harassment. The egg and hot water shop bloke essentially instructed me to be a dog, the shop cafe somewhat predictably then behaved like I was a dog, at the other sandwich shop there were random people waiting to front run my every move, instructing me to get 'money' several times while I waited, and 'pay' right before staffer bloke gave me my order, and finally in the shop cafe I’m in now the staffer at the till once again ordered me to 'money' as I approached to pay.

Please world explain to me how this is not you being infiniti offended by literally every fucking thing I do. Thank you.

Oh yeah and you could say sorry and mean it. That would be nice.

And saying "liar lie" is not saying sorry and meaning it, just so you know.

Also trying to manufacture a situation where I slip on a piece of fruit is malicious. You did that exact same thing, same exact playbook, last week.

You should probably say sorry for that and mean it too. Not telling you what to do, but your karma is going to be pretty f-ing bad. #

04:46:00 +07:00 The starvation cycle continues. I am again a pariah, I have no idea why, just for existing I guess. The gang stalkers are harassing pretty much constantly. I take a few notes here and there, mostly to keep me sane, but there is just too much to document. And if you spend all your time documenting it that drives you insane too. I reckon I captured about 20-30% of it in these notes.

Escallation notes from yesterday:

• The street kid that carries ridiculous amounts of transparent bags full of golf ball sized fruits, that has been appearing at the height of the last few starvation cycles, has once again appeared at the shop cafe.
• More examples of me getting punished for being kind and considerate. It always seems to be in relation to and by women. WTF?
• Bit of a continuation of the white tsunami, with apparent scientists that were sitting next to the graffiti dick making a point of putting on their lab coats in the shop cafe then leaving.
• Followed immediately by girl wearing bright green T-shirt turning up, also wearing pink shoes, behaving kind of shifty. Nothing purchased and keeping her quite big bag on her back. Note the young bloke who only wears plastic bags on his feet, carrying a bag of plastic recycle bottles bigger than him showed up again yesterday. Also several people doing feet related harassment. Plastic bag shoe bloke only shows up when I need to buy flip flops, but is a sign that if I do try to get flip flops, I will get blocked in some way.
• Starting to get a pretty bad head ache for some reason. Odd because I don’t often get headaches. Probably another mutilation on the way.
• A bit of large kitchen knife intimidation by bloke who alternates good / bad at the internet place. Maybe I’ll get my throat slit during the night eh?
• Butch woman partner of alternating good bad bloke is doing that thing where she sits facing me looking like she is ill. In the way you do when you are sitting in the toilet with a tummy bug. When that happens in the past I’ve gotten ill the next day or so.

I’ve gotten really close to finishing the hash links for all posts feature. I got a bit side tracked having to ensure it didn’t break the heredocs feature, which is somewhat ironic given that that was a stop gap feature to get around the problem of items not all having hash links. There’s something very fractal like to all this as fixes for the fixes, workarounds for the workarounds is sort of a daily theme of life around here.

I’ve also, because of all the harassment and time pressure, been sort of forced into updating the plugins to have the latest version of components from the website. In the past I have customised several of the main plugin components on the website. That’s because it hasn’t always been obvious if the added features were generally useful. I’ve kept the plugin version simpler just so there were less moving pieces, less things to change. I had always planned to move the latest back into the plugins, but there hasn’t been many stable times to do that.

Well with all the comotion of the past week, things got way too confusing, so I decided to move them all back into the plugins now. It made things a lot less confusing. The downside is that I’m very likely not going to have enough build minutes to both get it done and be able to publish content to the blog for the rest of the month. But that would probably have happened anyway with a more complicated setup. And so it goes.

There are so many difficult decisions you have to make when you are resource and time constrained, and under constant attack, but you have to make those decision, sometimes with incomplete information, to make progress.

Still have to write today’s newsletter, which should go out after lunch. Not feeling particularly great about that. There’s some pretty good podcasts, but everything is politics at the minute. Very little of any interest, or at least nothing really very original imo, happening in tech. #

05:24:00 +07:00 It’s been more of the usual starvation cycle bull crap, with empty cigarette packets, and other garbage related anger goading. There are signs they are starting some fabricated 'Pay!' harassment too where they try to make it look like I didn’t pay for something. Of course they are escallating and escallating, and maximumly offended at everything.

There was a strange incident yesterday in the park where I got completely surrounded by what appeared to be school children. There must have been 30 of them, all around 4-5 years old. Most of them where dressed in blue martial arts clothes. But there was also a smaller group just dressed in white non martial arts clothes. It appeared to be some sort of kids martial arts class but it was very strange. Only 1 bloke instructor, then loads of butch women who were constantly taking photos of the kids with their phones. They lined them all up and got them to do kicks and punches one at a time, so they could get photos of each of them. It was the most disorganised improvised martial arts lesson I have ever seen.

There was also another group of older late teenager school kids that appeared to be unsupervised. They were just hanging around. Why they weren’t actually in school I don’t know, but I caught one of them clearly using the group of kids as a way to hide they were taking pictures of me with a DSLR type camera. I had been looking in a different direction and someone momentarily stood in between me and the girl with the camera, I looked at them, and when the person moved out of the way, the girl quite obviously had the camera pointed directly at me, snapping away. When she noticed I was looking directly at her, she was very suprised, put the camera down and tried to pretend she hadn’t been taking photos.

I mention all this because it was all quite strange and so I want a record of it. This morning an empty kids sized milk carton with a straw sticking out if it was left on the ground next to where I sit, so looks like that’s already being used to anger goad. But it’s a double whammy because the security guard is making it look like he’s got an eye on me, trying to make it look like he thinks I’m shop lifting, which I most definitely am not doing.

As for development I got all the plugins working in staging with the new item hash link feature. Going to hopefully try to merge that today. I’ve burned through 75% of this month’s build minutes, that’s the problem with features that involve all the plugins because they require so many builds, especially because some of the repos have npm caches that you keep having to refresh to get the latest code to be picked up.

Probably going to start running very low on energy today, given the lack of food. #

04:39:00 +07:00 Just had another multiday bullying escallation happen to me. I eventually got angry when they finally trapped me in a situation where they could at will metapharically speaking flush my head down the proverbial toilet over and over and I had zero way to redress the balance. A few minutes after getting angry I was rewarded with some tastey hot food.

This whole incident had followed several days of starvation, food goading, anger goading, but also, and I think this is the most worrying, any attempt at being polite, well manored, kind, thoughtful, just saying hello back to people when they say hello, was brutally discouraged and punished.

So literally being a good citizen is being punished and being bad is being rewarded. Presumably it would only be encouraged when they weren’t the targets. This is the problem with bullying and gang stalking, it traps people that really actually just want to be good citizens into being slaves.

We make all this fuss about political parties, and democracies and elections, but what’s the fucking point of it all if gang stalkers are destroying societies at the ground level. Show me the party that gets rid of that, and I’ll gladly support it.

Down with the gang stalker scourge.

I’ve nearly gotten the hash links on all posts feature working. Hopefully I’ll have that done today or tomorrow, though food is very scarce and gang stalkers are very active basically everywhere. #

05:14:00 +07:00 There was a load of harassment yesterday. Got quite a bit of coding done despite it all. Another starvation cycle has started. If no one can be bothered to give me real food, I can’t be bothered to write anything.

Sneezing a lot this morning. Fucking alergies or whatever it is that makes me unbalanced and sneeze. Not much chance in getting anything done today. #

05:12:00 +07:00 Yesterday ended up turning into what I think I’m going to start calling a synchronicity appocalypse day. These happen every now and then, and in fact recently they seem to be happening quite often, like every couple of weeks. Basically weird synchronicities start happening literally everywhere. It’s like some sort of singularity. It becomes very difficult to make any decision because literally everything gets blocked by a synchronicity.

It’s most obvious when you are listening to podcasts. You are listening to a podcast and it’s getting boring or you are just not into the topic or something annoyed you about what is being discussed so you decide to switch to another podcast, and the podcast you switch to is somehow in on the reason you decided to switch and BAM! in your face creates a weird synchronicity. So you switch again. And the same thing happens again. So this time you decide to wait at bit in a sort of exponential back off algorythm. But guess what? BAM! it happens yet again.

So you decide fuck all this I’m just going to stop listening to podcasts, and put my ear plugs in, and sit quietly. The instant you take your ear plugs out somebody walks up behind you and shouts into your ear, as they are shouting at someone else but somehow position themself so they are shouting at you. Anyway this sort of thing keeps happening with literally every fucking thing, every fucking where. It’s literally like the universe is trying to fucking kill you.

Now it’s entirely possible it’s gang stalkers that are creating a lot of these situations, and I definitely suspect that, adding fuel to the fire so to speak, but it feels like there is more to it than that. The level and rate of synchronicities is totally off the charts. There’s something else, something higher level than that going on.

So that was yesterday. Another synchronicity apocalypse day.

As for development, getting the item hash links working, it looks like doing it in CSS probably won’t be possible. I think what I’m going to do is create the item link url in a shared component and pass it into the item component. Then it will be up to the item component to use it or not. That way the link will appear in a place in the HTML that is easier to style. It won’t enforce item links but the code to generate the url will at least be in the same place rather than be duplicated in each component.

The way I was inserting the hash link previously for links and notes was a bit hacky, using a regex. I might try to create a custom markdown plugin that inserts the link so it will work with any bit of markdown rather than just with paragraph tags. But maybe just get it working first, then improve it later.

That’s the plan, hope it’s not majorly offensive to worldo. #

05:21:00 +07:00 This morning there is some variation of the garbage manufactured situation from the day before yesterday happening. I’m too tired to go into it. Seems like the world has already decided, I’ll repeatedly get blamed for everything over and over again now for the rest of the day. Even if I say it’s all good.

Still trying to get the CSS working for the item hash links feature. I think I’m quite close to having a solution. I can’t seem to get the CSS nth-last-child pseudo selector to work. Trying to select the last two elements inside an element and make them display inline, so that the final tag from a user’s post has a hash link right next to it. Currently the hash link drops onto the next line which looks weird.

Hopefully I’ll get that working today.

Escallation notes from yesterday morning:

• Staff young women fake coughing in hot water shop, and what sounded like some comment about being ill
• ‘We won’ in shop cafe from staff bloke when I noticed they were now out of both items I always buy. Note yesterday there was a manufactured incident where a bloke running across the road outside a 7 eleven was showing me a new store had openned. That’s the only other shop that sells the item I buy. Basically I’m being blocked in one place but allowed in another place. This sort of thing happens constantly. They want to control your every move and decision. But maybe they are just trying to help fix a problem they created in the first place. Eventually their suggested solution will get blocked too.
• Now that other customers have started arriving, I have started getting a bad runny nose, because all these "customers" are literally counter acting my every move, oppositing everything I do. That or they have introduced some sort of alergen in the air. This happens constantly. Literally every week.
• Vapers clearly just in shop cafe because I am sneezing and have runny nose and they are all trying to ‘win’ at everything. There are normally never any vapers here. At least as far as I am aware.

I hope things settle down. Please world consider not being offended at everything. Thank you. #

12:45:00 +07:00 Weird day.

I guess I’ll be getting mutilated again later, then blamed for everything in the universe by everyone again?

I’ve already started to get a runny nose. By my records the cold / runny nose / alergy contractions are getting closer together. It used to be monthly, then it was biweekly for a while, now it appears to be weekly. #

04:38:00 +07:00 Everything is basically a hell hole of escallations at the minute. These seem to always coincide with the start of the month, which is a problem because it makes me look very crazy to potential employers from monthly job boards. Catch 22. To potential employers, for what it’s worth, I’m actually quite a well balanced person, just been caught up in a difficult situation since COVID.

Anyway, here are yesterday’s escallations:

• People outside egg and hot water shop saying good liar after I bought an egg but no sandwich, after avoiding them walking into me. They made no effort to correct their walking path as we crossed the road.
• Was then called a liar at least twice in the next 2 minutes by people along the street that seemed to be waiting for me to walk past them.
• Was told ‘maximum’ by the shop staff when paying and I asked for how much. When I asked again, she said 15, but only gave me 4 change. When I asked why she short changed me, she pointed to receipt and didn’t accept that she told me the wrong price. She hadn’t rounded up the amount correctly which was 15600, but the till calculator did.
• A group of young men, one of whom had green hair, said ‘we won’ as they were leaving, then started laughing after I made a gesture like I have no idea what you are talking about, because I literally had no idea what they were talking about.
• Strange security guard bloke from yesterday that tried to create a manufactured situation where making it look like a piece of my bread packaging had fallen to the floor, by picking it up and throwing it away. I am pretty sure it was there on the floor when I arrived and sat down. I remember thinking how strange that the previous person who sat at my table before me had eaten the same thing as me, especially given how early it was. Note he only did that once I had thrown away all my garbage AND the girl shop staff who pretends to be an angel but actually regularly tries to metaphorically shiv you, had cleared all the bins, so no way to check my garbage. I’m pretty sure when I opened the bread package there was no separate bit that came loose. It was still attached to the main packaging. Note I was gifted the bread the night before by a strange slow moving car that appeared to have a bag with a bunch of things, so somebody knew I would open a bread while sitting there. To me it all looks very much like yet another malicious manufactured set of situations.
• Weird young boy teenager at the shop cafe when I arrived, who was loitering and standing uncomfortably close right behind me. Kept standing on front of power outlet and staring at it and also did some strange thing with one of the bar stools.
• Shop staff bloke quietly saying ‘go’ as he walked past for no apparent reason.
• Shop staff women are randomly shouting ‘pain!’. Note somebody has been leaving empty pain killer packages in places I go for the past few days.
• My iOS device plug which stopped working right after a weird incident last week, started working again. I tested it and it was working again. Even unplugged it out and plugged it in again several times and it was fine. About 15 minutes later it started doing the weird on / off thing it was doing last week. Odd.
• Note that the security guards seemed to have replaced the tutter bloke and his occasional girlfriend. That appeared to start the day my phone got smashed on the floor while I was getting to the very end of listening to a mr obnoxious podcast about innocent prisoners. I was very cognitively overloaded because of harassment and massive reality inversions in the situation because there were so many similarities by what the interviewee was saying and my situation. That was the second time in two days my device got smashed on the floor and I had slipped and fallen twice badly in the previous 2 days, all following intense harassment. I was quite shook up by it, because for me loosing my device would be very similar to actual death for me.
• Random other customers at shop cafe saying ‘you no’ / ‘you know’ for no apparent reason to each other and finding it quite funny.
• The bloke shop cafe staffer that earlier was saying ‘go!’ as he walked past, now is saying ‘work!’. Oh world, trying to front run everything again aren’t you. It ultimately just ends up creating traffic jams and blocking everything and offending everyone, including yourselves.
• Quite a lot of people shouting ‘mother’ at me the past few days
• The standing place at the internet place has been blocked by a wheel chair
• Westerners walked past me at the internet place, one casually Up! harassed me, and that was followed by another westerner who shouted Cunt! directly at me. I’d never seen him before.
• Butch women walked past shouted boy! at me
• White clothes wearers tsunamis everywhere all day
• Butch woman and man start having a very animated and quite loud discussion right in front of me, making a point to stand directly in front of me only cms away, lots of pointing by the woman who was wearing red T-shirt pointing at the man who was wearing a bright yellow T-shirt. It felt very manufactured. Eventually I have them both piece signs, they left, as they left the woman said ‘you know’ / ‘you no’. I have started sneezing a lot in the last hour and totally blocked nose. The bloke at the sandwich shop earlier where I got a pork bun was behaving very strangely. I seem to very often get ill after eating there. He said something about a cold as he got the pork bun. Then was angrily muttering something to himself.
• The cold is one of these surging sneezing colds that seems to mirror the escalations. There is a surge, a bunch of sneezing, it calms down, nose clears, goes away then comes back worse. This happens again and again getting worse each time until I’m sneezing and runny nose constantly.

No time to make sense of all that.

I’ve made significant progress on my static sitt generator’s item has links feature. I’m just trying to get the CSS working. Soon all post types on the main page will have item hash links by default.

Not much else to add. #

03:59:00 +07:00 I'm up earlier than normal this morning. The world got kind of aggressive in it’s escallations last night. There had been quite a lot during the day too, but the evening felt different. There was a very distinct flavour to it. Like when you watch a Quintin Tarantino, David Lynch or Wes Anderson movie. You recognise it almost immediately even if you can’t exactly point to which director. It just feels familiar for some reason.

In the case of last night, it’s somewhat difficult to describe, but there were all sorts of situations occuring that were good, but always with a hint of bad. And bad in very specific high impact ways, but also very subtle. When that happens once or twice you just put it down to chance and move on with your life. But this was with literally everything. It was like lots of mini tsunamis. Not too bad on their own, but since there were so many, you start to wonder if there isn’t an actual big tsunami around the corner.

It felt so familiar. All these situations had happened to me before. I started to get a real sense of dread, it just felt like one of those horror movies. Like no matter what I did I was heading to somewhere not great.

Well that’s why I’m up early. I haven’t had a whole lot of sleep, but I have had some decent food, a few gifts last night.

I'm working on finishing the feature to add hash links to every post. Currently blog, podcast and newsletter posts don’t have these. The new feature would make hash links something all posts would get by default. I’ve gotten quite far, but need to fix some places where the HTML generated has some duplication, because it’s causing the layout to break. I think I’ve figured out what needs changing and the steps needed to make the changes.

I also need to prepare the newsletter. I have a resonable selection of podcasts this week. #

05:10:00 +07:00 I’ve been quietly taping away for the past hour, working on the hash links feature, gotten loads done because it’s quiet. I just noticed that it’s Saturday. I thought it was Friday. Somewhere in between all the constant harassment, I lost track of what day it was. That’s a problem because I haven’t prepared the newsletter. Anyway, not a huge deal, still plenty of time, so I switch over to start on the newsletter. The literal second I do that a motorbike stalker with a woman in bright yellow tshirt appears on front of me pointing directly at me or right over my head. Really f-ing weird. The world pretends to allow while blocking. Example #92133. #

05:00:00 +07:00 Here are my escallation notes from yesterday. This is really just a sampling because there is too much of it happening to be able to document it all. It’s insane. I think you’ll agree there’s something not quite normal going on here:

• Large bloke sitting on front of the graffiti penis doing strange pelvis gyration exercises while he taps away on his phone. Pink hoodey.
• School girls at lunch are using the go home guy’s catch phrase aimed directly at me.
• The surge in nunes over the past few days has reached the cafe shop. Now lunch time school girls are genuflecting before they eat. That’s very unusual. Don’t think I’ve ever seen that in the 5 years I’ve been here.
• Kevin and Alex are 'bitching' each other on Diggnation.
• It’s very strange that the days where they are starving me correspond to the days where there is a tidal wave of lunchtime school girls at the shop cafe. Keeps happening though. It’s literally 9:1 girls boys.
• Did I mention the school girls also say things like ‘you are learning’ at me.
• Approx 9/10 people today are eating sausages, many while sitting on front of the graffiti penis, while wearing the exact same color clothes head to toe as the color of my underwear.
• Young woman sits in front of me with a bag with the text MARHEN.J placed in a way intended for me to see it. Given that they are basically starving me, with the only real food possible for me to eat being the occasional egg, and given it’s next to the graffiti dick which is also next to the underwear colored all in one woman, that’s clear anger goading. Even if the bag does look pretty cool. Come on world stop infinity lying and being offended, while constantly claiming to be the victim, and mutilating me.
• Another bloke, this one wearing a red T-shirt, sitting in front of the graffiti dick gyrating his legs and pelvis over and over in quite an exaggerated way
• A lot of women wearing all black behaving kind of weird
• Got gifted a large hotdog covered in mayonnaise by a very camp man. It was a pretty great hotdog.

It’s like they so want to demonstrate they aren’t offended that they escallate everything, thus demonstrating how incredibly offended they are, and then they see I’m not offended and get offended. Ultimately they’ll be more unhappy and will blame the unhappiness on me and mutilate me.

Blogging isn’t going particularly well the past few days. It’s very difficult to get inspired when you have hardly eaten anything and the only thing you’ve eaten is really unhealthy processed food.

I have a few small coding things I’ve been doing, small fixes from when I updated the fonts, and a few tweaks to the heredocs. I think I’ve also found a way to have hash links on all posts. That will be quite cool if it works. #

05:42:00 +07:00 The front run be offended at everything apocalypse continues. Literally every darn thing I do is being counter acted, right down to per second decisions. Eventually you just realise there isn’t any point trying to do anything. But that also gets countered. So you just disociate from existence and start operating like a zombie. A walking dead person, it’s the only way to absorb the hate without hoing mad. Like you are permanently playing dead, hoping that the universe will forget that you exist for a few moments so you can exist.

It’s been a tsunami of malicious help the past few days. It’s like the people delivering said malicious help don’t realise they are being malicious, yet the choices of help and the way it’s delivered is liuke there is a team of networked rubix cube solvers hiding just out of site. La Place and Point Care couldn’t exert less energy to cause more perfectly malicious actions.

Glad I got the redirect to title heredoc feature working. I knew it would work.

I have a bunch of other small features left over from last month that I will try to get done. Here’s hoping worldo finds a way to not turn every situation into a cat having a bath.

And they’ve started another starvation campaign, while pretending to be 'the good guys'. The malicious gifts they give take more to use than they give. And some of the time they are plain fucking dangerous. And the situation we are in was caused by the blocking from their previous mutilation campaign. Always not quite enough, and always blaming everything on you. Pretending to allow while blocking is still blocking bitches.

And I’m tired because they won’t let me sleep, and I haven’t eaten real food in several days, yet the evil fucking bitches are yah’ing me.

Allow life bitches, stop being offended by everything. #

14:08:00 +07:00 David Pierce on the strange contorsions in AI [1:04:06]: "It’s such a bizarre dynamic, where they are simultaneously promising how great the world is going to be and buttoning down the hatches." #

04:22:00 +07:00 All the escallations continued big time yesterday. The gang stalkers were front running literally every move in every location. Things escallated and escallated throughout the entite day. It culminated in two women on a motorbike gifting me some dinner. They appeared to have a whole load of food boxes they were giving out. There was something off about them, like a nervousness. I ate the food only to find that just like the day before when women prepared food for me, it had a small pellet of glass in it, which I only discovered when it crunched in my teeth. Pretty fucking malicious. I also slept badly last night, woke up really groggy in a sort of fog. It’s taken me 30 minutes to feel normal again, which is quite unusual. If they are prepared to put glass in your food, what else are the prepared to put in your food?

Here are my escallation notes from yesterday:

• Literally every action I take in every location is being front run in some way, accompanied with yellow tsunami i.e. every action is being ‘allowed’. This seems to only happen when I deviate from the optimum / planned path. i.e. deviating from your virtual prison is discouraged.
• Everywhere I have been today there has been manufactured situations where gang stalkers have tried to front run what I will do. They then get really offended when I don’t do what they had planned. Then they escalate etc etc
• Tall western woman walked past brushing her teeth with a pink tooth brush. Very odd.
• Old motorbike taxi bloke at bus stop repeatedly trying to get me to look at him but looking away whenever I looked towards him, then when I ignore him, he started getting more and more agitated, even to the point of crossing the road and complaining about me to a security guard, pointing at me. I was just sitting listening to a podcast.
• Man stood right next to me, kept shouting ‘job’, and started shouting at traffic, worked himself into such a tiz that he turned around and smashed a panel at the bus stop with his hand. It’s a totally manufactured situation. Later they will escalate and escalate and try to get me angry, if they get dangerous, which they often do, they might succeed, at which point they presumably say that I am unstable. They create the problems they complain about, they block the solutions they suggest, then escalate then blame everything on you.
• The weird tarot card pagan woman with the ridiculous costume with the breast cups and full head and face cover just walked past, pushing her tarot card pram contraption
• Lots of people walking around with some pockets on their bags open
• The yellow tsunami continues. People have yellow things sticking out of their stuff. Like a yellow T-shirt with European stars circle on it
• Yellow T-shirts covered by green jacket, and green phone being tapped on bench
• Green helmets next to yellow helmets. Yesterday it was yellow helmets next to yellow helmets. Both times in manufactured situation.
• Small group of spanish westerners stopped in a taxi right in front of me. It immediately felt very manufactured. There was something totally off with how they were negotiating disembarking from the car. The bloke in the passenger seat dropped two empty plastic cups out of the window in a really strange way as he was getting out, then proceded to shout 'Oh!', but it could easily have been 'eau!', which is french for water. It was clear the whole thing was in some way aimed at me.
• 2 women on motorbike with food gift. They sounded european. They asked me if I was hungry, they had an apparent big bag full of takeaway food containers. Thet made a point of saying food was 'free', which is very unusual. The food ended up having a small pellet of glass in it, just like the day before.

Looks like my build minutes gave reset so I should be able to publish to the website, and maybe get some development done, though I sense it’s the start of another starvation and mutilation cycle, so I’ll likely get blocked with whatever I do, especially since I’m currently calling everyone bitches. It’s the least I can do since they keep infiniti blocking me while calling me a wanker.

The leaning wall is only 2 fucking inches. Allow life bitches. Stop being so offended. You created the problem in the first place, you are really just offended at yourselves, bitches. #

05:14:00 +07:00 On the way to the internet place I stepped on some sort of yellow fruit, slipped and went flying into the hard road. That’s twice in 2 days. This morning several things happened that suggest it was pre-meditated:

• Even though I was up earlier than usual, there was another loiterer behind me as I got ready.
• That’s the 3rd morning in a row that happened.
• This streak of loiterers was started with a women wearing bright yellow flip flops.
• On the way to the internet place a butch woman on a motorbike was obstructing one of the corners. I had to change my typical path. This is a very common thing that happens right before these incidents. They manufacture a situation where you are cognitively over loaded
• The fruit, which was bright yellow was cut into a slice, and I think it was placed in a shaddow. I didn’t have my glasses on and it just looked like a leaf.
• Yesterday I was sitting for a while on front of a place where the security guard was continuously sweeping yellow leaves.
• The police box that is on the very next corner has been removed since yesterday
• Last night a police bloke walked past carrying a red plastic bag. He chose to walk directly on front of me rather than stay on the pavement which is what usually happens.

I’m okay but it was a very dangerous situation. Right after I managed to get up, a very large coach bus drove past at considerable pace, just missing me by a few meters.

Update: At the internet place a man wearing the same exact tshirt from the architecture studio place next door to where the security bloke was sweeping yellow leaves. He made some sort of vindictive sounding comment as he left accompanied with evil sounding laughter. The yellow leaves place is quite far away from the internet place. What are the chances. #

18:10:00 +07:00 Very unpleasant day. Worldo is quite clearly offended that I managed to get the redirect to title heredocs feature working and is lashing out. I was forced into another situation where my device ended up getting smashed on the floor. It didn’t turn on for ages once again. Very scary.

This is the second time this has happened in two days. The third time in the past month. Each time it was at the end of a long line of escallations and bizare synchronicities. Worldo is denying everything and blaming me even more. #

05:30:00 +07:00 Yesterday turned into another hell day.

Escallation notes:

• Girl wearing yellow flip flops and yellow bag loitering behind me this morning
• Women at the internet place purposely blocking the leaning wall again. They won’t even allow 2 fucking inches. What unbelievable mega bitches. Allow life bitches.
• Slipped on wet path and fell into hard concrete path, device and battery went flying and smashed on the floor. Thankfully and unbelievably it didn’t crack screen. Vindictive bitch sweeping path completely ignored me and swept everything while I was getting up. Would have disappeared any bits of my phone had it broken.
• Bit of glass in my breakfast from know vindictive liar bitch food vendor

Can’t be f-d to write anything. All you bitches are going to block everything and blame it all on me no matter what I do.

Stop being blocker bitches, bitches.

Update: And stop being offended. You bitches are literally being maximum offended at your own blocking and I’ve only just woken up. #

05:56:00 +07:00 It’s cold this morning. It was pissing it down with rain most of the night. Feeling quite cold ad I type this note. I have some laundry to dry but that’s going to be difficult today. There was a strange thing last night where a bloke driving a mercedes parked right in front of me and just sat there for ages and ages. He was wearing an addidas tshirt, big logo all across the the front. My current flip flops are addidas flip flops with the exact same logo.

That’s the sort of weird passive aggressive stuff that ends up turning into a harassment incident so I’m cautious this morning. Already a bloke walking down the street towards me who looked like he was paying particular attention to me, said 'good morning' which is quite unusual. A similar thing happened in the public toilet last night. Not sure what it is, but there’s a bit of a strange vibe.

Anyway, still no build minutes. Wrote several blog posts yesterday. Wish I was building websites and writting more about that.

Update: Now there’s a strange young woman hanging around loitering behind me wearing yellow flip flops and a yellow bag. There has been loads of yellow based manufactured incidents tge past 3 days. Yellow tshirts, yellow helmets, etc. I’m very wary because last time I tried to buy flip flops they somehow poisonned me and I spent 4 days with terrible stomach and gut issues.

Update: As soon as she saw I noticed her, she disapeared. #

05:16:00 +07:00 Yesterday was a total washout.

I woke up with a strange taste in my mouth. Mask was around my chin. Started sneezing shortly afterwards. Yep mutilated again. What a suprise. Here we go again.

Women from the cafe next to the internet place took the time to call me a wanker while instructing each other to park their motorbikes to give me enough space to lean against the leaning wall. I literally only use a couple of inches as I lean against the corner of the wall to take up the least amount of space possible. How unbelievably inconsiderate of me.

At the shop cafe the girl that acts all innocent but takes every opportunity to shiv you noticed my new ear plugs and told me to 'Up!' as I paid for my stuff.

Bloke in shop cafe password surfing me over my shoulder for literally hours.

No way to get anything done. Sneezing and runny nose just got worse and worse.

And of course they started a yellow tsunami which was followed by a white tsunami.

Went to the park to chill out, and got pestered by the security guards who were also telling me to 'Up!'. Then an old hag lady sat behind me and proceeded to chuck a mental for over two fucking hours. She would surge, go completely mental then go quiet while she inhaled more oxygen in her lungs, then it would start all over again. I bet that pattern isn’t doing my sneezing and runny nose any good. It’s basically the same pattern. Likely just another one of their mind controls. You will obbey.

You see what happens when you do something nice for yourself, in this case me buying ear plugs. The world will continuously test your new configuration trying to break it over and over. And of course blame it all on you. Abd get maximumly offended if you put even a single neutrino in the wrong place.

It’s cause they are all life is pain runners. Total f-ing psychopaths runners. They are completely convinced that life is pain, because they have trained themselves into being at peace when they are in pain. And they force that ideology on everyone else. They don’t even realise they are doing it. I wouldn’t be suprised if most of the wars in the world were caused by runners. Seriously.

Life isn’t pain. That’s the biggest load of bullcrap ever invented. It sets the bar at the lowest level possible, and is justification for all bad behaviour. And it’s factually wrong. Life literally isn’t just about pain. Just sit at the side of the road after lunch and watch people zoom past on their motorbikes all blissed out after eating food, and their bodies are pumping seratonin and endorphines all around their brains. Life is pain is a massive lie.

Life is way more than pain. Pain is just a tiny fraction of life, or at least it should and can be. As well as food, there an endless sources of intellectual curiositues to add pleasure to your existence.

Anyway, no point in doing anything today, they’ve already decided that everything is my fault, no matter what I do.

Got woken up by 'hey go home!' bloke doing one of his specials. Looks like I’m the bad guy yet again.

Oh well might as well call everyone bitches all day.

Isn’t that right maximumly offended bitches? How about you go home and be maximumly offended there, maybe then my body won’t feel the need to be maximumly offended with the maximimly offended world, and I can stop sneezing and having a runny nose for a few minutes. #

13:18:00 +07:00 If you are into conspiracies the latest Joe Rogan with Sam Tripoli is definitely worth checking out. I listenned to it over several days due to crazy world, so didn’t take any notes. So many fascinating topics discussed, and these two really are savants when it comes to the weird and strange. I thought this quote towards the end sort of sums it up:

Joe Rogan: "Holy shit Sam Tripoli, the Statue of Liberty is a fucking dude."

06:05:00 +07:00 I was able to finally replace my old ear plugs with a new set. it took me a while to save up for them, I kept running into situations where I had to use the earplug money fir ither more inportant things so it had gitten quite bad. The old ones were in a very sorry state indeed. The difference is night and day. The instant I put them in, the crazy world just disapeared into a dimmed silence. It was like some sort of dissociation paradise. I uttered a quiet 'wow' without even realising it.

The funny thing is that the gang stalker bullies must have realised pretty quick because they sent a whole load of stooges to test out the new setup with both walkbys and drivebys to test things. But I couldn’t hear them! Well I could still hear them, but not much, they are really just blips in the background now. I could see they were having to raise their voice, to strain in order for me to even register their subtle harassment. I can’t tell you how good that felt.

I guess it likely won’t take long until I get used to the new normal, but for now at least everything feels somewhat more peaceful :) 🕊✌️☮️

Today’s newsletter is already done and scheduled. I’m feeling relatively nornal today as I had 3 meals yesterday, which has been quite a rare thing of late.

Last night, somebody gifted me quite an exotic fruit I had never tried before. It tasted incredible. Very sweet, but the texture of coconut ice scream, or maybe one of Ben and Gerry’s cooky dough ice scream flavour. It looked like some sort of pre-historic fruit, with skin a bit like a pineapple, but softer. There were these really hard coffee bean sized seeds inside that you had to watch out for, but it really tasted amazing.

It’s the second new fruit I’ve tried in as many weeks. Last week somebody gifted me this fruit that was a bit cruncy, sort of like a cross between a plumb and an apple, except yellow and the size of a large tomato. They have some really great fruits out here.

Finished off the evening last night listening to an interview with Justin Welby, the Archbishop of Canterbury, and another with UK Labour pilitician Alan Johnson. Both really great interviews. Quite a fasinating boots on the ground window into life growing up in Britain in the post war period. I recognised a lot of similarities with my early life. Of course I grew up outside the UK, but their stories felt like the other side to a coin that I’d never really been able to see propertly on both sides.

They were from the Rest is Politics hosts Rory Stewart and Alistair Campbell’s interview podcast which I only just came across. #

10:31:00 +07:00 Early signs of another cold / alergy reaction starting, been sort of a bit sneezy all morning, and just had the first slightly painful needle like sensation in my nose that usually precedes runny nose and sneezing fits. Here I go again. #

05:26:00 +07:00 Well the world is back up to it’s old tricks again. Pretending to be massively offended by something totally normal that I did, which btw was caused by the world in the first place, then escallating and escallating and escallating, until the whole universe is stuck, then trying to blame the whole thing on me.

This time it’s the sandwich shop trouble makers again. They created a manufactured situation yet again, this time involving mayonaise. Last week they started adding a bit of extra mayonaise in the centre of the sandwich. I didn’t say anything about it at the time, and as it happened it actually made the sandwich taste better. So I went with their new thing. But yesterday it was a different bloke who didn’t appear to know about the extra mayo thing, though I’m almost certain he did, but when I asked for the mayo, which I remind you they themselves have been adding to at least the last 4-5 sandwiches I’ve had, suddenly that’s some earth shatteringly big deal, and the bloke became offended, and everything everywhere has gone to pot, in a massively multiplayer we are infinitely offended at every single thing that you do, and by the way you are wrong about everything, and wrong just for existing, so there thing.

Well once again, nothing I can do until worldo stops being offended.

✌️☮️🕊

But even the peace signs are an enormously offensive thing at the minute.

Stop being offended at everything worldo, you are really just offended at yourselves! It’s so ridiculously obvious. #

05:46:00 +07:00 Oh yeah I nearly forgot, in what I think is an exact copy of what happened last bullying cycle, which I wrote about at the time, I’ve lost my voice. I haven’t been shouting, and the only thing I’ve eaten is the sandwich. My voice has definitely disapeared, it’s gone all croaky. Last time this happened a few weeks ago I recorded it, so it’s definitely the same exact pattern.

And guess what, several butch women last night were harassing me in walk-byes where they were aggresively shouting 'you learn'.

Oh look I got mutilated yet again.

And that’s not the only mutilation. I have quite a bad skin irritation thing on one of my toes, and that appeared the day after a person walked by stomping the very same foot at me. And that was following me picking up a gift that was left for me but that appeared to have fallen to the ground. So once again being blamed for the thing they are doing to me. Had I not accepted the gift I would have been cast as the ungrateful foreigner. Double mutilation.

Dammed if you do, dammed if you don’t, blamed for everything no matter what. #

05:25:00 +07:00 Yesterday was actually a rather productive day. As I wrote in Twitter, how amazing that when you get a bit of piece and quiet and you aren’t starving, it’s actually possible to get a lot done. Gee who would have thought it?

I wrote a whole load of blog posts, posted a lot of links and a note. What I didn’t mention was that I also got a bunch of development planning done:

• I went through the feature backlog did a tidy up.
• The sequence of fix features needed for when build minutes get reset at the end of the month.
• A feature to greatly simplify how the app plugins are packaged, removing a huge amount of unnecessary code duplication.
• An all posts shared hash link feature, that would ensure all post types always have a hash link to the individual item.
• A feature to modify the build so a backup of the fully rendered site would get pushed to a Github repo. That would enable running a local version of the rendered site, which would be very useful for both offline blogging but also offline dev work.

Of course the world wasn’t too happy about all this productivity and did it’s best to assert it’s authoritey!

I don’t suppose today will be as productive but maybe a bit productive. Maybe the world will allow 1 more neutrino. You can do it world!

🕊☮️✌️ #

08:42:00 +07:00 Bankless’ David Hoffman on what is DeFi? And why it’s important to Etherium? [27:37]: "DeFi is this very special thing that is coming out of crypto. The idea to break finance out of Wallstreet and democratise it, and put it on the internet, as internet protocols, is something that deeply motivates me and Ryan [...] it is fundamental essence that is highly related to crypto. You can’t really have crypto without DeFi. DeFi is so important. We are fighting over DeFi and being the home of DeFi." #

08:51:00 +07:00 Bankless’ Ryan Adams on the Etherium roadmap [58:59]: "I really like the roadmap. To summarise the roadmap, it’s scale the L1, scale the L2s, scale the etherium economy, scale ether as a monetary asset inside of this economy, and do all of this while preserving the decentralisation that makes crypto special. That’s the roadmap." #

14:59:00 +07:00 No doubt this will get me into some trouble. Today’s crazy thought of the day:

What if it was the UK that was the experiment, not the US? An experiment to see if we could all get out of poverty by applying Keynesian economics on a national level. As crazy as this might seem, how else would one ever test such an outlandish idea before getting everyone to do it? Yes it’s a crazy thought. But how crazy is the thought that most people are in forever poverty?

What if the entire UK was giant whopping lie?

Who would do such a thing? I don’t know, the decendants of the Pharoahs of Egypt, maybe non carbon based aliens, or how about artificial intelligence from the 22nd century. Who knows. #

15:42:00 +07:00 Just finished listening to the latest Rest is Money podcast with Martin Lewis. Great episode. Listen to it, especially if you are from the UK.

I have a vague recall that Martin Lewis is a type of milkshake popularised in Pulp Fiction.

And that reminds me of a recent desert island discs with a chap called James Graham that I listenned to a few days ago. Great music selection, including a classic Pulp track that I definitely danced to a lot back at uni.

Martin reminds me of Graham.

My middle names are James Graham in case you hadn’t noticed.

I have a couple more of these dark crazy notes in my notes this week that I’m going to go ahead and publish after this note because it seems like the best thing to do. But it could very well be the opposite, I can’t tell anymore.

No doubt someone will be along in a minute to tell me to be happy, or as was the case earlier to 'blog!'. #

15:42:00 +07:00 Perhaps everyone you have ever known was living a lie because base reality is so fucked that even the lucky ones only manage to succeed by arbitraging life costs by secretly living in developing countries. That is only the beginning of how fucked things are.

Some weeks reality really does apear very fucked from where I am. #

15:43:00 +07:00 In the future, or who knows maybe even the present, pig butchering scams have gotten so bad that entire towns are designed to do enormous industrial scale pig butchering of entire families and all their entourages. Children are targeted thoughout their lives from birth by hotswaps that will divert your life into one of these butchering towns. Hilarity does not ensue. #

05:34:00 +07:00 I don’t have the spirit to write this morning’s note. It feels like I’m always doing other people’s sodoku problems, and when I find time to do something for myself, I get blocked. A somewhat older lady did just give me a gift, no signs of maliciousness or strings attached. I’m thankful for that.

Let‘s see, maybe today will go better than the past week. #

05:08:00 +07:00 As predicted yesterday, things just kept on along the same lines. Too many escallations to mention, just non-stop, loterally everywhere I went. Was subjected to more sleep depravation by a gang of men and a butch woman that appear to be part of a much much bigger gang stalker gang. Hardly any sleep. They are at it already again this morning. Everything manufactured. It’s like some sort of open air improv acting school, and for whatever reason they have decided to organise all their activities around me. And there’s nothing I can do about it. Mind boby and sole stolen. Bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak bleak. #

05:48:00 +07:00 The white tsunamis are clearly still in effect, the literal second I started writing this note was met with a white tsunami. Peace worldo ☮️✌️🕊.

I’m massively tired having been subjected to a blatant sleep deprivation attack the entire night by the small white cabinet breaker nightime recyclers. Worldo is still in a massive strop with me and dispite the fact that it’s already starving me, barely any food for several days now, it’s still escallating everything while blocking everything and pretending to allow. As I keep saying blocking while allowing, is still blocking. And blocking while pretending to allow, is definitely still fucking blocking.

I expect it will be more of the same, along with infinite righteousnes. That’s what always happens, and if the past few days are anything to go by, they are going for a big one.

It was raining all last night, very cold, especially since I had hardly any body heat because of lack of food. Still cold this morning. Still no build minutes, so can’t publish anything to the website. It’s basically pain in pretty much every direction at the minute. And of course I’m being blamed for everything. #

05:31:00 +07:00 The big thing for the past 24 hours has been white tsunamis. I had a milk based hot drink yesterday morning near the canal and that appears to have set off the white tsunami the size of a level 5 huricane. 80% of the regulars down the canal were all wearing white, aggressive people parking their bright white motorbike next to me then proceeding to do very vigorous pelvis / humping exercises, then everywhere I went it was people all dressed in white. Young people, old people, thin people, fat people, lots of scantily clad young women acting all faux coquette, enormous gangs of 30 people all dressed in white. It was like some sort of epidemic.

Also people are doing malicious help where they gift you some food, but then try to make you feel bad that you are eating their food. They are still trying to convince me that food is a lie that needs to be given up.

I don’t know, it’s just more of the neverending nightmarigoround that is being stuck in vietnam.

I’m now fully out of build minutes so can’t even publish to the website. 10 days till reset. #

06:42:00 +07:00 They’ve blocked the leaning wall again today at the internet place. Without the ability to lean on the wall, the amount time I can stand to use the internet is massively reduced, and that of course affects everything. It’s impossible enough as it is, but now they are blocking the only part of the day where it’s possible to do anything. The reality is that only the mornings are productive because the afternoons are a total washout wearher-wise.

I note that this new 'lovely for we and garbage for thee' policy is being applied across the board. As well as the internet, it’s with accomodation, water, electricity and the last few days with food too. In fact finding new places to apply their prime end game directive is some sort of group activity.

I’m literally not even joking. This is what a very large contingent of them quite happily do with enormous righteousness. #

05:30:00 +07:00 Seems like they are back to another starvation cycle. They are doing the whole empty packets of cigarettes everywhere I go. The last time they gifted me some food a few days ago they said 'your lie', as if food was a lie, something to give up like a bad addiction, nevermind that I am stick thin at the minute following a week of being ill. They make you ill then they blame you for it calling you a liar then they punish you. Evil motherfuckers. They’ll be upset that I’m not happy and infinitely thankful in a bit.

Well the good news, at least for me, is that the newsletter is done. I can’t say I’m super happy about it, but at least it isn’t all doom and gloom, as I managed some hope & positivity despite an absolutely fucking horrible week. I know the newsletter could be so much better if I was living a slighlty more normal life, without all the harassment, a roof over my head, running water, electricity, no starvation, or thirst. Even with just the basics and a laptop I’d at least be in with a chance.

This is David vs Goliath Extreme. WTF world? And yeah, I know, now that I’ve said that you're going to go and make it even more extreme aren’t you worldo?

How about a nice game of peace worldo? 🕊✌️☮️ #

06:37:00 +07:00 The butch women at the internet place have doubled down on their blocking frenzy. A blocking frenzy escallation. What a suprise.

The leaning wall is even more blocked now, with their motorbike clearly sticking out into their neighbours property. This has happened many times before. Each time there are new women staff that start working at the cafe it’s only a matter of time before they start the motorbike blocking. And everytime it follows the same pattern. Day by day they move their motorbike a bit more, blocking a bit more, first the leaning wall is blocked off, then eventually they take over the entire standing place. It’s pathological. Like some deep-seated need to block and blame, and anger goad.

That’s going to have a big impact unfortubately. The more they block, the less I can blog, and the less I can do development. The way the weather is here, only the mornings are productive. They of course know this, that’s why they are doing it. #

07:05:00 +07:00 The universe is quite clearly trying to find the launch codes for another mutilation. I’ve seen this hapoen so many times before at this point. It hard to describe and might seem strange to hear about if you haven’t heard about it or seen it before. It permeates everything. Every conversation, every action, every scene of human existence. Little by little at first, things escallate, get moved into ever more precarioys position. In some ways it’s a bit like a game of chess tgat is unfolding all around you.

Anyway just wanted to note it hear.

• Anger goading...check
• Starvation...check
• Thirsting...check
• Various colour tsunamis...check
• Spiritual stop start traffic jams...check
• Yah blocking...check
• False equivalences...check
• Righteousness...check

I could go on. It won’t stop until a mutilation event, then will instantly deny it, and blame on me. #

05:21:00 +07:00 I woke up this morning with a pretty bad chest cough. I guess it must have been in some of the food they gave me. I had just about recovered from the last chest cough. That one took many many weeks to clear up but it had cleared up and I was cough free for at least a few days. But of course they are on another mutilation rampage, first a sneezing cold, then a stomach bug poisoning, and now just as that is beginning to clear, another chest cough.

This morning already several gang stalker drive by attacks. The bloke that drives past every morning now and cheerily shouts 'go home!'. Today he updated it to 'god bless, go home!', so that’s a sign of religion based harassment on the horizon. Likely more pedo pervert shit or apparent nunes on bycicles. There was also an extreme aggressive motorbike driveby shouting I don’t know what, but it was very demented whatever it was.

The early morning young woman that appears always as I’m getting ready, who is IMO very creepy, turned up again this morning. I noticed she does the whole adult pretending to be a child thing. The way it manifest is how she gets on the bus. When the bus arrives, suddenly it’s as if she’s a 2ft tall toddler with a oversized backpack, scrambling flat footed, unbalanced and panicky to try to get onto the scary bus. She’s a grown friggin' women for christ’s sake. Every morning. Even a 4 year old would have improved their bus hop on technique by now.

See, that’s some pedo pervert shit right there. You’re never very far away from weird pedo pervert shit in Vietnam. That’s been my experience at least. It’s weird, it’s gross, and there’s nothing you can about it. Oh and did I mention they will try to blame that on you too? That seems to be one of their favorite moves.

Also green baloons are lying around this morning. How strange that that should happen the day after I mentioned being extremely bloated and feeling like a baloon. It’s more anger goading.

All I can do is ☮️🕊✌️ #

06:36:00 +07:00 As predicted yesterday, the bullies gave blocked the leaning wall at the internet place. They have been tentatively testing this out over the past few days, like some sort of SaaS project. Each day going a little bit further trying to gauge my reaction. There’s little doubt in my mind that the early morning harassment by the motorbike gang stalkers is linked to this. If I don’t get ready when they say so, and do what they say, then the wall is blocked.

This is most likely just the first stage in a multi-prongued attack. Water, food, electricity are the next things they will try to block. And then they will try to frame me for the things they are doing to me, and to each other. Almost certain that‘s where this is heading.

This is literally what happens everytime, they’ve already decided, and they won’t stop until I get mutilated.

Peace vietnam peace. ☮️✌️🕊 #

15:00:00 +07:00 Guy Swann on TFTC Podcast [58:08]: "War is just about the contracts for the bombs, and then the contracts for the re-building. We’re giving hundreds of millions of dollars now to Lebanon to help them rebuild from the bombs that we just sent, and we literally sent money to Lebanon and Isreal at the exact same time. To rebuild the neighbourhoods that were bombed by the bombs we sent to Isreal. It’s a racket." #

05:32:00 +07:00 It’s been malicious help after malicious help the past 24 hours. When this happens you know they have already decided the outcome of everything. It literally doesn’t matter what you do they will continue to escallate even more, each time becoming more and more righteous. Each time blaming you for the thing they are doing to you. The only thing left is peace: ☮️✌️🕊 #

17:06:00 +07:00 I haven’t been writing any escallation notes the past few days. That’s mostly because the food poisoning stomach thing totally obliterated me. That’s not to say there hasn’t been any escallations, in fact quite the opposite, it’s been almost constant escallations. It feels like pieces are being slyly moved into some sort of mega attack. If past experience id anything to go by that will manifest in water being cut off, power being cut of, food being cut off, and mutilation. And everything being blamed on me.

Even this morning for instance was a long series of situations where no matter what I did, I was in some way put into the line of fute for some blame. Even finding the optimum solution resulted in being blamed. This happened over and over and over, for hours, literally anything I did just resulted in another even more improbable contradiction reality inversion situation.

It’s very difficult to desccribe, but just wanted to write a note about it to at least say that it’s happening. #

18:33:00 +07:00 I just got what I would call borderline assaulted.

It’s borderline because technically they didn’t make physical contact with me but several gang stalker gangs harassed me in such a way that I had diminished attention of my surroundings and since it was twilight, visibility was poor and the path was very precarious and slipery. I stood on an uneven bit of ground, lost my balance and because one of my bags is very heavy I wasn’t able to stabilise myself and went flying into the floor. There was another gang waiting for me a bit further up the street ready to harass me even more. At a minimum it’s extremly dangerous.

Btw, there literally were gangs waiting at every corner along the way, harassing me as I walked past.

Earlier in the shop cafe there were gangs of school kids playing cards, and throwing cards at considerable velocity at my head, one card missed my head by about an inch. My sinuses then got completely blocked for some reason. For some reason this happens a lot in this particular place, that I hadn’t been to in a while. This no doubt also had an affect on my sense of balance.

It’s just more escallations. Like I keep saying, it always always results in me getting mutilated. It happens every damn time in one way or another.

Also on the path to the internet place, there were several pink tsunamis. This is likely in response to some malicious help last night were I was left some food in a pink Tupperware. I didn't have space in my bag for the Tupperware but I took the food. The food was very nice, but now that’s being blamed on me. Literally blaming and punishing me for the things they are doing to me.

So many other escallations today, too many to mention. #

05:27:00 +07:00 I thought I was over the stomach troubles yesterday morning. I was feeling relatively alright, so had some breakfast, just usual stuff. There was some weirdness at both the sandwich shop and the egg & hot water shop. They are both in a mood with me once again just for existing. All I can do is peace signs now. When all is said and done, ultimately that’s what you are left with. When they remove your ability to choose your boiled egg, nevermind that they were still boiling them when you got there and you had to calmy wait, then punish you for nevertheless trying to choose your boiled egg, ultimately you are left with peace signs.

And then 10 minutes after eating said breakfast I became completely bloated. I felt like a baloon. It was really horrible, couldn’t hardly move. Spent the entire day being harassed by anonymous bullies, it was literally non-stop. I ended up just locking both my hands into peace signs and just sitting / lying motionless.

I slept really badly last night. I expect it will be more of the same non-stop harassnent as the world repeatedly counter acts everything I do, no matter that I’m ill, worldo doesn’t care one little bit, in fact me being ill is like some sort of bully extra special treat.

No development possible as have no build minutes left. Still able to publish to the website for now. #

06:06:00 +07:00 The blocking has already started at the internet place this morning. A woman on a motorbike was waiting for me, as soon as I got there she rolled her bike into position, blocking me from the wall that I can lean against to aleviate some of the pain from having to stand. Complete with infiniti righteousness. #

06:45:00 +07:00 I’m still feeling really lousy from yesterday’s food / drink poisoning by the gang stalkers. I spent much of yesterday evening in and out of the public toilet, which for whatever reason they decided to not keep clean. It was just a mess. Several sgnd that it was related to the poisoning. It had to be said that 85% of the intigators of the entire thing were women, righteously on some sort of we are thd bosses of everything high horses abd can make you ill and you can’t do nothing, and it‘s all your fault. Well they got some peace signs.

I might try to merge the latest redirect to title heredoc feature this morning. It looks good in the plugins, and I have a feature branch with all the modifications on the main website. I will take 3 builds minimum. I to update the npm module cache, 1 to test using feature branches, and one to build the final merged main branch. If it all works without a problem then I think there’s enough minutes to run the daily build until the reset.

Anyway, I hope the world has gotten all it’s warpathing done, though that seems unlikely. This morning over the tannoy in the nearby school as a male voice was testing it before the kids arrived: 'More war!'. Seriously, that actually happened.

I don’t have the energy for all this. The only thing left is peace.

☮️✌️🕊 #

07:27:00 +07:00 Definitely not enough build minutes left to try and merge the redirect to title heredocs feature. It’ll have to wait until the reset. I’ll likely also run out of build minutes even for publishing new content too. I’ve got 12 build left for 14 days, and that doesn’t take into account that Github rounds up to the nearest minute. I guess I’ll run out several days before the reset. #

05:45:00 +07:00 I'm running up towards more build minute issues. I’ve got enough to run about 2-3 builds per day until the end of the month when the minutes reset. It’s a bit frustrating, it’s what was happening all the time before I introduced the npm module cache and the reusable workflows. I was running out of minutes every month. On the other hand it’s a sign I've gotten quite a lot done this month. It doesn’t feel that way though because all the work this month has involved jumping between many repos, which means running many builds, and using up lots of minutes. If I had a laptop and was able to run builds locally, not only would I be able to get 10x more development done, but I’d use up way way less build minutes.

Anyhow, there’s little point complaining about it. I have made a few changes to the heredoc style post delimiters feature that I think will look a bit better, more compact and kind of nerd cool. I’m calling the feature redirect to title heredocs. If you know anything about Linux and Bash and Heredocs, you might have an idea of what it will look like. And if you know anything about HTML and CSS you’ll know that it’s not completely trivial to implement, because you have to get heading text and regular body text to exist on the same line, which isn’t how things work by default. I think I have a solution though.

I’ll try to merge that later, hopefully there won’t be any bugs and I can get it deployed, otherwise it will have to wait till the end of the month.

I’ve was gifted a few nice meals the past couple of days, it feels so nice to have had food and to have some energy. #

08:51:00 +07:00 I managed to get the new redirect to title heredocs feature working in all the plugins. It looks pretty cool. I still need to get all the latest plugins working in the main site build, but I’m going to wait at least until tomorrow for that. I need to ensure I still have enough build minutes to post content to the website until the build minutes reset.

Really awesome that it’s working, disapointed I’m back to build minutes issues, and once again been punished pretty hard all this morning by an angry world. I’ve got quite bad sneezing and runny nose again, people everywhere trying to make me ill / enflame alergies.

But the feature fucking works. #

17:06:00 +07:00 Well I was planning to go and buy the flip flops that I desperately need. I mentioned this lat week. The current ones are so worn down I’m starting to slip when it rains, and that gets very dangerous especially when you are carrying heavy bags as I always am. I saved enough money, that took a while and was quite difficult in itself, but anyway got nearby to the shop, had a coffee and a sweet bread breakfast, and a while later started getting stomach cramps. All sorts of manufactured situations all morning, it’s very clear to me it was a planned poisoning of some sort. People around me definitely knew it was happening. It’s the second time this has happened in the last month. The last time was the day after my birthday.

So I had to skip buying the flip flops and get to a public toilet, and wouldn’t you know it, very camp men harassing me in the toilets. This only happens when they are doing some form of poo based harassment. It’s anger goading. Also bits of red tape left at the internet place where I stand to get online.

Once again blocked by an angry world, likely a retaliation for my peace signs that I’ve been calmly giving people. Quite a lot of 'you learns' as I was walking to the public loos. #

04:51:00 +07:00 Going to try and do an even shorter morning note than yesterday because I have some code I wrote last night to merge. Last night I added a way to differentiate between different post types using delimiters. I opted for geeky bash heredoc style delimiters, and I think it looks quite cool. I updated the code to generalise it so you can add any style of delimiters, and I also had a go at making it work across the blog, newsletter and podcast, all with 1 configuration. It will be cool if it works.

Lots of strange things yesterday, some nice things too like the tshirts gift. Time to get going with the code testing and merging. #

05:49:00 +07:00 Short note this morning. The world went all yah yah yah everything yesterday. It was crazy. Literally a bloke in the shop cafe for 30 minutes on the telephone the only word he said was 'yah'. I was trying to write a blog post, got most of the way through it but eventually it was just too distracting so saved what I had and started quietly listening to podcasts. That caused the world to go even more yah in various ways, and eventually sparrow people sparrow attacking me. I placed my hand on my bag in the shape of a peace sign and just sat still, waiting for the storm to pass.

But it didn’t pass. It just got worse and worse and worse. I realised this had been happening in one way or another for days but was just peaking. I started moving really really slowly, since there is nothing else I could do. I’m not a sparrow or a sparrow person, so eventually going along with that flow just gets dangerous.

I realised that the one thing I needed to do was the newsletter. I’d been sort of getting blocked doing that for days at this point, but just decided to write a 1 paragraph issue. Weird thing was that as soon as I started, all the sparrow attacks and blocking and what have you completely stopped.

It’s ridiculus. They constantly block me from doing the thing, to force you into doing the minimal thing, then they are infinitely upset that there is only a minimal thing.

Then suprise suprise in the evening when I went to publish the issue, for whatever reason everything on my device was taking ages and ages to load. It took more than twice as long as usual. I got it done eventually, so it’s all scheduled and waiting to be sent out. Kept calm. I think the keeping calm really gets up the world’s nose, because it doesn’t fit in with the warpathing.

The world is yah blocking everything yet again. Then blaming it all on me. #

07:37:00 +07:00 They’ve started turning the internet on and off, while telling me 'pain', and they have ensured the puppy has pee'd in the place where I can lean against the wall at the internet place, thus ensuring I will be in pain if I am online.

Peace vietnam peace ✌️☮️🕊 #

16:09:00 +07:00 Well that didn’t take long. Barely an hour since I got gifted the 3 t-shirts and already the vultures of the gang stalker hive mind have decended and are twisting and contorting reality into alternative false realities. Rather predictably the false narrative that appears to be being spun is that I didn’t pay for the tshirts, with random passers by shouting 'money!' in my direction as they pass by as I make my way back towards the internet place to post another blog post I wrote for the world.

For what it’s worth I’m absolutely certain the bloke that gifted me the tshirts wasn’t asking for money. He approached me while I was sitting listening to a podcast. Asked me if I wanted a tshirt. Kept pointing to the wet tshirt I was drying. Said he had 3 tshirts. He asked me several times if I would be here if he went to get them. I told him I would be there for at least an hour.

I must have said to him I had no money to spend on tshirts 5 or 6 times. I even made the international sign for money rubbing fingers together while saying 'no money', and he definitely gestured that it wasn’t a problem. He went to get the tshirts, came back with them, never asked for money, I said thank you several times, he left smiling.

But the whispers that travel along the social layer morph and invert very quickly.

And on the way back up to the internet place, a man apparently talking on a mobile phone, saying 'no-one no-one' followed by an evil laugh, as I walked past. A hundred meters further up the road, some sort of red tshirt moving crew moving boxes. Right after them, a poor scrawney dog limps past in what looked like an aweful lot of pain. The dog had one testicle, it was enormous, the size of a gratefruit, hanging down between it’s legs. Extreme intimidation much?

And now food goading and angry foot stomping by locals that have a history of spining their false naratives, anger goading and all the usual bullcrap.

Why do you invert everything vietnam? Why do you turn everything into darkness?

✌️☮️🕊 #

17:56:00 +07:00 It was a bit difficult to see the end of a blog post and the beginning of the next post. To remedy this I’ve added delimiters in the style of a Bash Heredoc. I think this fits in quite well with my ethos. I’m a programmer who has mostly worked developing and maintaining systems on Linux. The closing tag links to an article describing heredocs so for the curious they can figure out the reason for the extra text.

For example you should be able to see the delimiters on:

• The everything page - All days will have delimiters at the start and end of blog post text]
• All blog post pages - All individual blog post pages will have the delimiters at the start and end of that blog post’s text

05:26:00 +07:00 Tried to get back into some blogging yesterday, but it’s not the sort of thing you can just pick back up. It takes a while to load your brain back up with all the current zeitgeist and think about it, and write some notes etc. That’s the biggest problem with all this boom bust cycles that are constantly happening to me, it just cripples your ability to do anything. Ideally I’d be doing a bit of writing and a bit of coding and some podcast listening everyday, and the flow would be more constant.

Unfortunately the world is not allowing that, too much harassment and blocking and all the rest of it like the horrendous weather. So the past few days I did get quite a lot of coding done, considering all the set backs, but it meant I had to drop everything else. That’s why yesterday was a bit frustrating, made worse by the extreme passive aggressive sparrow people.

I still got a bit of writing done but I wasn’t particularly happy about it.

I think I’ve gotten loaded up with some good ideas after listening to several podcasts, so perhaps today will be a bit better blogging-wise. I also have a few odds and ends I need to deal with related to the past few days coding. I made all the updates last night, need to test and merge them this morning.

It’s Friday so the other thing is the newsletter. I opted to not do this edition in advance, though I have been compiling the list of podcasts as the week progressed. I like the knowledge that something will definitely get sent out when you prepare it in advance, there’s a sort of relief to doing it that way, but I hate how the newsletter ends up being this update frenzy, all disjointed. Anyway this week I’m back to just writing it, probably in a mad rush tomorrow morning, which will feel crap, then I’ll be lucky if I am able to eat a sandwich and drink a coffee for the entire day. #

05:34:00 +07:00 Escallations started early, I’ll add them to this note:

• Early morning, a "recycler" leaving the garbage bin open
• The workmen that caused an issue yesterday morning were back again, this time closing the bin for no apparent reason, I guess "doing me a favour" but they likely were responsible for opening it in the first place. See once a garbage theme starts it continues everywhere. Then sitting next to me, wanting to watch me get ready, which is basically blocking as far as I’m concerned. They left eventually on their motorbikes shouting ‘we god’ as they departed.
• Motorbike gang stalker drives past making a loud noise sounding like someone who has reached the end of their tether, maximum frustration if you will. Something like Ooouuwooo-ooo. Hard to put into words. Peace world piece.
• Woman who sits quietly nearby watching videos as I get ready turns up exactly after I have gotten ready. I predicted this would happen and tokd the troublemaker workmen. They are filling up every gap possible. It’s really just more passive aggressive anger goading, eventually everything in every dimension will be full up and the mutliverse will implode, and I will be blamed for it all.
• As predicted yesterday, the school girl standing at the corner where the old lady does her weird humping exercise has been turned into some weird pedo pervert shit. Today as I passed the corner in question was a white minivan, and as I passed the white minivan an old bloke wearing all white cycled past precariously really looking at me like he was waiting for a reaction. On the perpendicular street, a man walking was waiting and sprung into action as soon as I arrived into view, he too was wearing all white. I walked the rest of the way completely quietly to the internet place with both hands in peace signs.
• Moody bloke at the internet place that sometimes tries to murder you by forcing you into on-coming traffic is clearing his throat and coughing exactly as he passes me. Soon he’ll be spitting.
• Woman that runs one of the cafe next to the internet place just started a 'Pay!' harassment cycle. That never ends well.
• Now people have started 'yah’ing' and laughing, and then the cafe woman is responding with exasperated 'lie!', even though she started it.
• Having spent the last hour at the internet place handling all the escallation notes etc I finally got to merge the first bit of code I wrote last night. About 2 seconds after clicking the merge button, a motorbike drives past me on the small alley way where I’m standing. The motorbike had a young girl in the back, she can’t be more than 6-7 years old. As they pass, she very happilly shouts 'Aaaaaahhh'. It’s like she’s been told to do it as part of a game or something. A moment later a woman from one of the cafes shouts 'data!'. Remember I told you yesterday the 'data' incident would lead to pedo pervert shit didn’t I. Then another short moment later a man from the other cafe shouts 'see?'. I do what any sane person would do in respobse to all this strangeness, and do a peace sign, then s double peace sign. Then alternating evil / good bloke emerges from hid house and says 'you dog'. I then loudly say peace vietnam peace. This is a classic example of a shirt escallation cycle, which quite clearly included pedo pervert shit. And as I was typing uo the writeup, quite clearly they tried to pin it on me.
• Lots of people at internet cafe saying 'gay' and one clearly saying 'I am gay lord'
• On the way to the sandwich shop, I crossed the road from the internet shop, and who should be right there, the overly camp bloke that often appears at the public toilets when I happen to go there. And guess what he’s got a small pussy cat on his shoulder, as he sweeps the floor. It’s very clear to me that this is all a big planned pedo pervert anger goading escallation just as I go back to the sandwich shop where they keep anger goading me.
• Sandwich shop bloke corrected my near perfect pronounciation of the name of the sandwich, which he doesn’t normally do, then made the sandwich but got his collegue to give it to me, all while making a really sad face.
• Got to the shop cafe and there was waiting there a hugely tall asian bloke with a woman, apparently just about to pay. He must have been close to 7ft tall. This is the shop cafe with the grafiti penis in the wall. It’s more manufactured escallation pedo pervert shit as far as I’m concerned. One or two of these situations could randonly happen but it’s literally continuous, multiple events at every location I go to. By the way tall asian bloke threw a straw wrapper on the ground in front of me, remember straws have been trending all week, and the woman he was with repeatedly kept saying the word 'come' in amoungst her presumably vietnamese. Sure that’s not a manufactured situation. Anyway, they got multiple peace signs from me. I hope they have a nice day.
• The music playing in the shop cafe as I wrote the previous escallation item was some non descript asian boy band (sorry) and the final 2 minutes of the song was just someone saying 'tchew' over and over like they were sneezing. As I write this note item bloke shop staff is saying 'wanker' over and over, and 'okay' over and over. Followed by 'he’s learning'.
• Video game tutter bloke waited exactly until I started eating my sandwich abd is now on a loud speaker phone call on some sort of tirade. One of the cafe shop bloke staff is in the back room also on phone in some sort of 'okay', 'lie' and 'liar' tirade. A minute after I started drinking my hot coffee back room bloke started making overly elaborate yawning / extreme tiredness sounds.
• It’s lunch time now, and a massive school kids tsunami, blocking all the seats and tables with their bags. 80% girls. But also a few folks in their 20s. Again 80% women. I get the sense there is some pent up harassment, trying to surface, several metaphorical shives, but I’m not reacting to anything. So of course lots of 'well dones' which is a shiv in itself. Totally unnecessary in a public space IMO.

05:41:00 +07:00 Ed Dowd [23:23]: "They don’t believe in god, they believe they are the gods."

This is a quote from a podcast I listened to yesterday, and guess what, that’s literally what troublemaker workmen shouted at me this morning. #

12:24:00 +07:00 Joe Rogan [0:53:49]: "The crazy thing is it seems to be an emergent behaviour pattern. When people get into power, when people have power, they always go in this very particular direction of control. And this is what the founding fathers of the constitution, the people that founded this country, when they were laying it out, they were trying to prevent that from taking place, and they had this very elaborate plan to sort of subvert notmal human behaviour, to stop it from taking root in this country, and make this a better experiment in self government than what they had experienced under dictatorships. And people always want to get it back to where they are comfortable, which is being a dictator." #

05:32:00 +07:00 Well the escallation cycle is certainly in full swing. The manufactured situation at the sandwich shop a couple if days ago where they purposely got my order wrong while simultaneously front running literally everything I was doing, as predicted has balooned into some sort of 10 headed hydra of bullying. Everywhere I go people are digging up the graves of bullying cycles past, righteously blaming me for everything bad in the entire multiverse.

The current thing is that they are doing the tired old 'Pay' manufactured lie, where they pretend you are a criminal to everyone. Pretty quickly everyone and their pets are all too happy to pile in on a poor foreigner who’s already being gang raped by the world. Justice and truth be damned. If you complain, it’s a joke, 'why are you so up tight foreigner? Have you got something to hide?'. If you don’t say anything, then you get bullied even more.

I’m having to ration massively. I haven’t had a full meal in days. I had to buy some new headphones to replace the ones that started malfunctioning under dubious circumstances. The new cheap ones have a distinct crackle in both ears. Not a good sign. I have to buy a new pair of flip flops soon, so I’m saving for those, it could take weeks. You simply can’t walk anywhere in bare feet when it’s hot. But now I’m being framed and accused of steeling, and of doing drugs. No matter what you do they will find a way to fuck you, while claiming to be angels.

It’s all a big lie, and those that perpetuate the hate know exactly the situation, and what they are doing.

At least I got the headers and title fonts updated on the website. Happy about that even though it took 10 times as long as it should have done, because of all their blocking and harassment.

Stop lying Vietnam. Peace vietnam piece.

Update: Just as I finished writing this note, a butch women did a driveby on a motorbike, in quite a dangerous way I might add, and aggressively shouted 'Tam' at me. Once again they are blocking 'Tam', which I assume refers to 'Com Tam', pork and rice, because I need to buy flip flops, and using it as an excuse to boss me around. But if I do what they are ordering me to do, to buy food even though I can’t afford it, when I run out and then am stuck, they blame me for that too. It’s warpathing on every level, and they do it righteously while claiming to be a peace dove innocently perched on a tree branch. Nevermind they are actually perched on a motorbike doing unprovoked driveby harassments. #

06:02:00 +07:00 The new thing, the response to my double peace signs, which are likely seen as the latest heinous foreigner aggression, is to goad me with unprovoked 'no!' harassment. Then if I do the double peace signs, or a single peace sign, or even if I just say 'peace', is to 'good boy' me.

Wow Vietnam you’ve beaten peace. Such a winner winner. The winners of all winners.

I can see the headline now:

"Vietnam defeats peace! 🕊☠️🔥" #

06:46:00 +07:00 Rather annoyingly, somewhere along the way, code syntax highlighting has gotten broken. You can see it in the latest test post, where the CSS snippet has no syntax highlighting and has had newlines removed. That’s partly why I wrote the post, it’s been so long since I was able to publish anything related to code.

This same bug has happened before, I can’t remember exactly what it was, could be a render setting. I thought it was something I had fixed in a way that was relatively permanent, so I’m a bit suprised.

Geez regressions suck.

Anyhow, I’ll have to find time somewhere to debug it and fix. #

07:28:00 +07:00 Started getting sneezy a few minutes ago, here at the internet place. Noticed the same happened to several others at the sane time. It was accompanied by one of the butch women from the cafes doing lots of 'Aaah' noises, but with a certain confidence like she knew sonething was about to go down. Then a bit later the bloke who alternates between good abd evil characters emerged from his house saying 'you learn'. This was the same house that 2 dats ago a butch woman was sitting outside looking ill. The next day, something I didn’t mention, they said loudly 'doctor' at one point.

Something likely related. Early this morning, much much earlier than schools are open, on the way to the internet place there was a young school girl standing waiting at the corner where the weird old lady sometimes does her strange humping exercise. As I passed by, two men passed on a motorbike, one saying 'Dataa!' for no apoarent reason. Based on past experience this will be developed and escallated by the gang stalkers into pedo pervert harassment of some sort. It’s happened many many times before at this stage, I recognise the signs almost immediately.

All is not well in paradise. #

15:25:00 +07:00 It‘s been an entire day of passive aggressive people. Impossible to do get anything done, especially the last few hours with some really extreme passive aggressive sparrow people.

Maybe tomorrow will be a better day. #

18:00:00 +07:00 Escallation notes for today:

• Sandwich shop, blamed for problem they created. He had given me a bigger sandwich today, but of course I didn’t see that until later. I assume it was a sort of sorry, but that’s not how it cane across because he said 'lie' as he gave it to me. As far as I’m concerned that’s blaming me for something he created in the first place. I responded with peace vietnam peace, which of course set him off on another escallation. He’s kind if missing the whole point of sorry in my opinion, confusing it with 'shut up', which is quite different isn’t it.
• Beard tsunami from very moody looking western men, surprise surprise I happen to need a shave
• Woman steeling my receipt, trying to frame me as a thief, that’s the 3rd time this week they have used that intimidation
• White tsunami at shop cafe, women in white lab coats saying wanker over and over, white wash cloth next to plug outlet, white bags, steeling of white receipt.
• No garbage bag in the bin at the shop cafe so it was a mess, I got ordered to put garbage into bag, which was what I was going to do anyway. This morning butch women woke me up by loudly smashing the garbage lid on purpose. So there’s a garbage theme going on yet again.
• The video game tutter bloke that tuts not only at his video games but at people sniffling, followed by a sniff of his own. They create the sniffling then they tell you to not sniff. Or they follow sniffling with a passive aggressive ‘no!’, which causes another round of tutting, which leads to the white lab coat woman who tried to steel my receipt, going on a passive aggressive phone call rampage accusing everyone of lying and being a wanker. Which leads to a phone call by tutter bloke, escalating with another bloke, it’s all on speaker phone. Conversation ends with da da da!
• School kids gang trying to tell me I dirtied the table, which I absolutely did not, and saying I should clean it up, while telling me I am a liar. Clearly manufactured incident.
• Lots of people saying ‘gay’ this evening, both walkers and motorbike gang stalkers
• Several walkers and drivebys saying ‘no money’

05:54:00 +07:00 It was a very eventful day yesterday as far as development goes. I got the customizable headers feature working, following quite a big push to get it over the line. It all looked awesome yesterday evening. If the daily build has gone well during the night then there will be another test blog post in amidst yesterday’s writings.

I suppose it might seem like an inconsequential feature, but it’s actually quite profound. Like the beginning of a new phase. The phase where many interesting things become possibilities. The foundations are nearing a place where they are ready to support some bigger feature sets.

As a small step I’m going to try and update the day and blog post header fonts to something a little unnusual, at least by the standards of the website so far.

My hope is that I’m in a place where redesigns are possible. It would be awesome if redesigns were easy, something you could do every year say. The tricky part, the bit I’d like to get right, is I want a setup where redesigns only affect the pages going forward. So whenever you visit a page on the blog, you see it with the style it was originally published with. Like a time capsule.

I’ll have to put more thought into that, there are a lot of edge cases, for instance it makes sense for date based writings like blogging and notes but does it make sense for one off info pages? Probably not. It might not even make sense for the linkblog.

It was a cold night last night. Feeling very cold this morning. Not having any dinner last night didn’t help much, but unfortunatly I’m having to ration massively at the minute. Even one propper meal a day isn’t possible. There are signs things are being setup to blame me for something again.

A butch woman was sitting on a chair near the internet place looking like she was ill yesterday. And then later in the public toilets, a man was apparently passed out in one of the cubicles with a foot sticking out under the door. He had a bag you could see under the door that looked similar to mine. It wouldn’t suprise me one bit if it was part of some plot to convince people I was doing drugs. Similar things have happened many times before.

Whether it’s a full on attempt to do that or just anger goading, there’s definitely something in the works. Straws are still being left in every location I go to. #

14:21:00 +07:00 Enormous man in shop cafe eating with what can only be described as impressively slob like aplomb informed me with absolute certainty that 'we won'. Having never to my knowledge met or seen this ginormous gentleman before, I feel like the world deserves to know, hence this short post. I wouldn’t want to be the only person alive to be aware of the state of things, whatever things are in this case, I certainly have no idea what he was on about, but it seemed very important to him that I knew. #

04:08:00 +07:00 I’m very close to having the customizable headers feature working. Here’s the test blog post about that. I had hoped to get all the code merged and the test post pushed to the remote yesterday evening but the world had other plans, defying the weather forcast’s mild evening prediction and opting for all night rain which was started off with torrential downpours. It was fucking horid. And it’s still wet and cold now.

I’m up early, gang stalker harassment has already started, I'm already being 'Up!' harassed, which roughly translates to 'Shut up slave, go and write code, ha ha ha'. Any excitement I might have had from the idea that I was about to complete a cool feature, has disapeared now. What a bunch of fucking a-holes. They leave you with barely enough to be on life support, then they take what spiritual fullfillment you had cultivated for yourself too.

Hoping to get the code merged and I’ll manually add the test post to last night’s auto build. Better a bit late than never.

How many more lifetimes of this shit eh world? #

10:50:00 +07:00 I did a 430am to 930am stint at the stand up internet earlier. Nearly broke my f-ing back. They’ve put dog poop in the spot where I can get a small bit of respite by leaning against the wall. Even the tiniest bit of luxury can and will be taken away by the bullies, and they will try to convince you, and presumably everybody else, they are doing you a favour.

Anyway got all the new plugin code merged and tested. But ran into a really narly situation where the npm install on the main website stopped working. Npm was telling me it was trying and failing to install a feature branch. I’d checked all the plugins to make sure I’d updated them back to using main branches since all the code was merged. It made no sense. I backed up the site folder and used git to try to at least get back to a known good state. But that didn’t work either, even blowing away the past 4 days of work. Pretty scary since at this point all the plugins have already been updated.

I went back and checked the plugins again, and sure enough there was one, the archives plugin, that still had a feature branch in it’s package.json. Once I fixed that the npm install started working again. I got the main branch back into a working state, so at least builds are working, but they are only working because of the npm cache which has a copy of all the old plugins.

The main website’s feature branch is now npm installing correctly, but there’s still some bugs. I’ll hopefully get them fixed later.

So pretty scary. But the good thing is that I was able to navigate through it all with relative ease. That’s a sign the foundations are much stronger with the reusable workflows. I suppose one could make the case that I should have paused development earlier in the day. Perhaps. The problem I have at the minute is I’m up against rainy season downpours which makes most late afternoons a literal washout. And with all the harassment sometimes you just want to power through. Yes it’s more risky at times, but the reality is that progress would be far too slow if you just waited for everything to be perfect.

The key thing is always to be able to get back to a known good state, and be very aware what changes you might loose. Sometimes redoing a few small things isn’t too bad.

I’ll hopefully get it all fixed and working later today. #

12:24:00 +07:00 Everyone in the shop cafe this morning started having runny noses all at the same time, about an hour after I arrived. It’s odd, I think this was how it went down last bullyyng cycle too. Last time the big cycle ended by me getting a cold which turned into a chest cough. I recovered from that but then got another cold a few days later. Feels like something very similar has happened again. #

15:22:00 +07:00 Just to prove a bit of a point here, it’s exactly as predicted, mid afternoon and absolutely pissing it down with rain, and thunder and lightning too. It would be completely impossible to be on the internet debugging the header sizes feature now. Glad I powered through and got to a safe place, but also made a lot of progress. Just need to wait for the storm to pass and I’m all setup to get back into debugging whatever bug is causing the feature branch to error during the render.

Update: And guess what, writting this short note was punished by harassment, which caysed my nose to start running again. Had been fine for the past 1.5 hours. Yet again, either way I get punished, I’ll probably be right said Fred’d for adding this update. #

05:14:00 +07:00 Well the escallations usually take a few days to get going at the start of an escallation cycle, but then lots of things that appeared to be unrelated and seperate all start coalescing together. That’s where we are at now. Here are my escallation notes from yesterday:

• Gangs of women harassing at every location today, with manufactured impossible situations where whatever you do you are wrong and painted in the worst possible light with outright lies, anger goading, food goading, baby walkers, all the usual bullshit by the gang stalkers
• Departure 'okays' in every location, which is when whenever you decide to get up and leave someone or group of people that have been waiting for you to leave, usually they have been doing some form of harassment the whole time, tell you 'okay' as in 'I give you permission to leave'. This literally happened in at least 4 locations in a row.

That was during the day, but the night was very eventful too. Lots of sleep depravation and linked events:

• Woken up by official garbage men, who gave me a gift
• Perhaps not uncoincidentally the past few nights, a group of recyclers have been showing up across the road late evening with 2 trailers, then they spend literally the whole night smashing wood from cabinets and other household items and stacking them on their trailers. They make an absolute racket doing it. It’s blatant sleep depravation in retaliation to my 'peace signs', which they are forcing me to do, because if I don’t respond with something then they get upset about that.
• Garbage was left open again this morning. A clear sign there’s a whole garbage thing going on.
• 'Hey go home!' bloke drove by again. He’s been doing this everyday for at least 10 days at this point. He sounds like he might have spent time in a french speaking country.
• Apparrent french tourists in the early morning shouting 'milou!'.
• Early morning workmen on motorbikes shouting ‘gay’ and ‘you learn’ at me as they pass going the wrong way on the wrong side of the road.
• Early morning woman who sits quietly playing videos on her phone
• Lots of 'up!' harassment
• Lots of 'our!' harassment

I note also that the bloke who has been stoping by pretty much every evening and gifting me some food has started to get weird. I believe I predicted this would happen, it always does. Yesterday evening he gifted me a sandwich but before giving it to me shouted 'liar' loudly after he’d stopped his motorbike on front of me. I literally had done nothing, was just sitting quietly listening to a podcast.

I’ve also noticed that whenever I buy a sandwich during the day, he gives me a sandwich, when I have a soup during the day, he doesn’t showup, but someone else gifts me a vegetable mushroom soup in the middle of the night, and when I ate nothing during the day he gifted me a pork and rice dish. It’s like some sort of bizare buy ond get one free thing going on. And coincidentally the buy one get one free banana guy from one of the shop cafe’s has been a bit strange the past week or so. Keeps saying things like 'you will learn', apparently to people sitting in the stairwell drinking coffe but it’s pretty clear he’s saying it to me.

Also the first few sandwiches appeared to be from a shop with propper shop packaging but yesterday it was just wrapped in what looked like a child’s math homework. And yesterday evening the woman that has been appearing every few days with two little girls carrying grocery bags for the past few weeks, one of the girls was waving what looked like some art project homework. Might be a coincidence or more of the bizare pedo pervert shit that seems to eventually appear everywhere in Vietnam.

Anyway, there’s other bullcrap going on too, but that’s where we are at. Likely things will escallate and I’ll get blamed for something and everything.

I have been making quite a lot of progress on the header sizing and fonts feature. Hoping to test something today, though that’s seeming more and more unlikely as the escallations and blocking increase seemingly by the hour. #

10:02:00 +07:00 Tom Luongo [37:37] on why the legal frameworks for confiscation of property rights, securities and cash were put in place in the US, Europe (4 years later) then a Japan (6 years after that) in the 70s:

We have always known that at some point we were going to reach that moment where the cartel was going to start feeding on each other because there was [...] a lack of actual physical assets, and now they are scrambling for physical assets. It’s always about collateral, and they can’t secure the sources of collateral in the same ways that they always have in the past. I’ll put on my evil hat for a second and be them [...].

"Let’s have a fallback plan. The plan is of course we are going to destroy Russia, we are going to split up the Middle East, we are going to take all of their oil and gas and everything else, but if we fail we are going to need a fallback position which is that we are going to have to take all the assets of the people and protect ourselves that way".

They are hedging their risk as well. They are not dumb.

05:13:00 +07:00 I've made the changes to the plugins required to make the day title and article title elements configurable. That will make it possible to change the heading sizes. The current headings on the website are too small. When I started out I just decided to keep it super simple and make everything the same small size, but now that most of the pieces are in place, it’s a good time to make it configurable.

There’s still a bug that I’m looking into, didn’t manage to find it last night. Once that’s fixed, the day titles will be h3 elements and the blog post titles will be h4 elements. I’m currently just using whatever sizes are the defaults for headings. That on it’s own should make things much more readable, but I have another, possibly even more exciting feature. It’s time to try some new fonts!

I’ve been looking at the various web safe fonts, the ones that should normally work without issues across all browsers, and there are a few I want to try out. A little touch of flare, to make things look a bit friendlier but also to draw attention to the blog posts, so it’s obvious they are separate and distinct from the notes. I’m also going to try the grid idea and the left margin border idea, but wanted to get as far as possible with just heading sized and fonts.

Even if I don’t decide to go with the colored left margin idea, I plan to do something similar with quoted text blocks. These currently look a bit weak, indented but the white space on the left just looks empty. I see many websites have a colored left margin on block quotes and I think it makes the quotes stand out.

It’s all quite fun and exciting, making these small changes that have a big effect on readability. I’ve been wanting to make these changes for so long now.

Escallation wise, all that is still going on, I’m still being blamed for everything, literally everything I do is in some way wrong apparently. Food is in short supply, there were some food gifts for a few days that were nice, but that might have been turned into something malicious again. I’m having to ration pretty hard. Since my birthday 2 weeks ago, I’ve only had 1 day with 3 full meals, and many with no meals at all.

The newsletter went out yesterday as scheduled. I’m glad something went out but I’m not happy at all with how haphazard it all is, having to prep things in adcance, and add bits and bobs when that’s possible. I just hope things get a bit more stable. #

06:32:00 +07:00 Hoping to continue making some small cosmetic changes to the look and feel of the website. I’ve gotten rid of the bullets for posts and blog posts, but not for daily links. I think it looks pretty good. I’m going to try out the grid and left border ideas, and update heading sizes and possibly fonts. It should hopefully be a bit of a fresh look, and be easier to read.

It’s quite cold this morning. Brrr. #

12:49:00 +07:00 Straws have been trending for several days now. Or straw rapers to be precise. They have been appearing literally everywhere I’ve been.

And there seems to be some sort of universe ending level argument happening, that will turn out to be proof that the existing design already solves the problem that’s being blamed on me.

And all the blaming has been the very thing causing the problem in the first place. #

05:24:00 +07:00 Removing the bullets on all posts on the website worked pretty well. The text has a lot more space now. As suspected though it’s a bit difficult to tell the difference between notes posts and blog posts. I’ve made a quick start on both possible CSS based solutions I mentioned, namely putting all posts inside a sort of grid, and adding a colored left border to notes posts. It’s been a bit tricky making sure all the right CSS classes are in place so the CSS rules work their magic. I might have something to see today.

I’m thinking to add the bullets back for the 'Today’s Links' in each day because I quite like having that section look visually distinct to make them easier to find on the page when you are scrolling. I need to mess around with the underlying CSS classes so it’s easier to style those sections independantly from the other items on the page.

That’s the development plan. hopefully I’ll make some progress, but I’m already getting harassed.

The old woman that stop starts her motorbike and keeps alternately talking quiet then loud and saying 'president' over and over is right on front of me as I type this paragraph doing her anger goading thing.

Earlier this morning 'hey, go home' bloke passed by on his motorbike. He seems to be a new re-occuring harassment character. He zooms past and shouts in an overly jolly manner 'hey, go home!'. It’s just more anger goading but will likely turn into something else more involved.

As soon as I put my headphones in and started listenning to music stop start weirdo lady drove off, annoyed that she could no longer annoy me.

There were some red noodle packages left on the ground this morning, so likely some noodle based anger goading and harassment at some point. #

20:27:00 +07:00 I don’t want to go into too much detail but following this morning’s strange harrassment incident by the stop / start motorbike woman, where I eventually started listening to music on my headphones, and she left, my headphones mysteriously have started malfunctioning. As far as I am aware I didn’t drop them or damage them in any way, and I don’t think I left them unnatended anywhere.

There was an incident earlier where cafe shop staff seemed to be parodying an incident that happened to me when somebody asked me the meaning of life. While they were doing this, one of them was repeatedly setting off the flash on the phone camera. Well as it happened, the start / stop woman ended up being in a selfie I took that morning. The shole situation feels like some form of intimidation, especially since the regular camera on my phone stopped working in similarly strange circumstances.

This evening, back at the location of the harassment, there was a whole cascade of 'yellow' based harassment situations, some of which felt very manufactured.

I certainly hope the selfie camera doesn’t end up mysteriously breaking. It’s really bizare that the headphones have, the day I used them to politely and non-violently push back on what seemed like pretty clear harassment, something which the stop / start woman has done several times before.

It’s worth mentioning that I have had several headphones stop working like this as part of escallations. They have all been regular old school phono plug in-ear headphones. #

23:30:00 +07:00 The meaning of life bloke just passed by again. He seems to have gotten it in his head that the thing to do is to ask me questions and drive off. This time it was less grandiose: What is Tam?

I’m missing an accent on one of the letters. I don’t know what tam is, it’s usually used alongside the word 'com'. As in 'com tam', and it means something like 'rice dish'. You can have different variations of it, pork, chicken etc.

Anyway, I don’t know for sure what it means, it’s a bit like Banh, when you think about all the things it is used for, it kind of doesn’t make sense. But I just don’t worry about it, and get on with my day.

I expect this is all part of a bigger story arc because I’ve been gifted in the past couple of days both com tam and a banh mi (sandwich), which likely means it might get turned into an anger goading, where I’ll just be gifted plain rice or something. That’s the sort of thing that usually happens. #

05:06:00 +07:00 I actually made some progress yesterday on both removing the list bullets and improving the article navigation. I deployed a new version of the site that has no list bullets, which looked okay in staging. I’ll find out how it really looks this morning when the daily build gets done using the live data.

There should be lots more space for the text on the page, which will be noticeable on mobile screens. I’m a little worried that without the bullets it will be difficult to see the difference between notes and blog posts. That the boundaries between notes posts won’t be obvious enough. If that happens, I have two possible solutions, one using a colored border in the left margin, the other adding a grid around all posts. I’m curious to try both.

Quite excited about how things will look.

I’ll try deploying the updated article navigation links this morning. That should make it much easier to get a permanent url to articles, and to get back to the day a particular post is from, from the individual article page. I’ll use links to the month archives version of posts, that way you’ll be able to see the context around a post rather than just the post. It’s a bit fiddly because I need to use hashlinks and only days have hash ids currently.

I suppose the best thing would be to have hash ids on all posts on the page so you can link directly to anything on the page. That might take some extra work though, cause I’ll need to generate the hash ids, and unlike with dates, there isn’t an obvious id. I guess maybe the timestamp will be unique enough. That will work for notes, but what about blog posts? I’ll have to think about that, might be better to just omit them for blog posts, the canonical blog post page is likely a better url for blog posts. It’s really just the notes you want to see in context, because they look a bit weird on their own.

Development progress feels good even if it’s just a small cosmetic thing. It’s been so long since I was able to add a visual feature. #

05:24:00 +07:00 Looks like I’ll be able to eat again today, so that’s a bit of a relief, but I’m reluctant to get carried away because the starvations seem to be getting longer. It’s a catch22, because without energy I can’t really function, think and write. And I’m still knackered from the previous starvation cycle, and now with a cold, still sneezing and coughing flem. It feels like I’ll just about recover and be dunked right back into another starvation cycle.

The hot season is starting, there is still rain quite often but when it’s hot around midday it’s getting unbearably hot. So hot you really don’t want to be outside kind of hot.

I need to look at static site generator and website features, figure out what I want to do next. The most obvious is that I’m kind of tired of the bullets on each item on the main blog page. It would be cleaner without bullets, more space for the text. The other thing is to add some navigation links. I want to be able to more easily navigate between individual items back up to the day that contains the item. And be able to get to the archives version of a day from the front page. Both small cosmetic changes but would dramatically improve readability.

The next big feature might be taking back up the work I’ve previously done on the API. It’s 80% written. At first it would just be for posting. But it might make sense to first get a minimal working example of several blogs hosted somewhere. So I could get somebody else setup with a similar writing experience. It might turn out to be not a lot of work, but pretty sure there would be all sorts of unnexpected things to deal with.

So that’s where I’m at with development, and hard life, woe me. #

05:29:00 +07:00 What a nutso day yesterday. I continued giving the peace sign in return to any harrassment the entire day. There was a lot if it. Each time saying 'peace vietnam peace'. At the end of the day I got gifted a takeaway rice meal, from the same bloke who had given me food the previous day and the morning. He eventually gave me the equivalent of 40 cents USD when I told him I had not had bottle of drinking water in 2 days. So basically all day from 4am until 9pm peace signing, and it kept going after that, and all I got was a meal and enough to buy a small bottle of water. That’s slavery in every juristriction on the planet, plain and simple.

A few minutes later, a woman and man probably in their 30s who had previously seen me giving peace signs and responded, with the woman sitting on the back of their motorbike peace signing too and smiling, stopped by to gift me a fruit. When I said about the water situation, she turned to the man and helped convince him to buy me some water. They drove off and returned a while later gifting me 2 large bottles of water. Without the water I’m not sure I would have been able to eat the food.

This morning I actually have a relatively bad chesty cough starting, coughing up a ton of flem when I woke up earlier, so looks as if the food was in some way poisonned too.

Washing water and electricity have been cut off for days now. Hoping I’ll be able to find reprive on that today.

Everything is so fucking dire, it’s like the end of the universe.

Update: The strange older lady on the motorbike that keeps stop / starting and mumbling, stopped by again this morning. She kept whittering on about a 'president' over and over but same as before I couldn’t hear what she was on about, as everything else she was saying, as she kept stopping and starting her motorbike, revving the engine up and down, was just gibberish. #

06:57:00 +07:00 This morning at the internet place while I’m standing browsing online...

Fat school girl on the back of a motorbike passes by saying loudly 'blog!' then small amount of slightly understated maniacle evil laughter from both her and the adult driving the motorbike.

A few moments later the normal / evil bloke from the opposite house appears with a woman and child. She keeps saying 'lie', and 'liar' and 'the liar'. #

14:21:00 +07:00 All relatively quiet this afternoon at the shop cafe. I did have a major allergy / sneeze attack earlier. Happened after I’d already been here for 2 hours, right at the same time 2 rowdy boy young teenagers turned up, who were very nosey about me being at the shop cafe, kept saying ‘hello’ in their conversation to each other, seemed to be waiting to see my reaction. Felt very manufactured, very high level of righteousness.

Then the place filled up with loads of young women in their twenties, all being very very quiet. Bit of a weird vibe, and when one left saying 'good' for no reason as she left and passed me, I responded with a 'peace vietnam peace' which set off several of the other women who had until then been very quiet. All sorts of foreign chatter interspered with orders in english. They were saying stuff to each other like 'he will learn'. That always seems to happen when I get these mysterious sneezing attacks that often turn into a cold.

This one in particular coincides with last night’s flem cough, so likely linked to that. That looks to have been something in the food I got gifted, or the water, or the fruit. I didn’t ingest anything else.

Once again looks like I got mutilated. Mutilated for turning darkness into light. Doesn’t matter what I do, whether I am peaceful or angry, either way I get mutilated. Either way, blamed for everything, even though I’m already being starved and thirsted.

It’s like I’m caught between good and evil groups, each wants the opposite of the other, so either way I lose. And neither group acknowledges the existence of the other, or they collude, whether by arrangement or just easiest path.

Update: The two rowdy teenage boys left a small ziplock baggie on the chairs they were sitting on. Just looked to contain some orange crystal sweets, the sort that are hideously sour and crackle in your mouth. Nothing like drugs, but still what are the chances there are suddenly lots of baggie related incidents the past few days? #

16:32:00 +07:00 I’m back at the internet place to post today's links and blogging. Pretty much immediately women are passing by making 'you learn' based comments as they pass me. Presumably linked to my now developing cold. Just more women based mutilation and bullying. Nothing to see here, please move along, as they say.

Well I say...

Peace world, peace ☮️🕊✌️ Peace vietnam, peace ☮️🕊✌️ Peace women, peace ☮️🕊✌️ #

19:08:00 +07:00 Just another quick note about the types of harrassments this evening since it’s a sneeze day. Lots of random people saying 'Gay!', both men and women. Also lots of people just saying 'No!', especially shortly after I sneeze. And then there was all the 'you learns' earlier. #

20:20:00 +07:00 Looking back at my notes I can see that I’ve been getting these sneezy colds now with crazy regularity for at least 7 months now. I happens about every 3-4 weeks. There was a time during the early part of COVID where it was happening every 10 days. I really don’t get what it is. It just seems like somebody has figured out something that I’m massively alergic to and keeps killing me with it. It’s do horrid, makes concentrating on anything practically impossible. Could be that my body just hates me. #

06:10:00 +07:00 Two noticeable things following yesterday’s small meal gift. I had hardly eaten anything in the previous 7 days.

Firstly terrible night sweats. Your body normally heats up a bit after eating but cools down relatively quickly. This lasted almost the entire night, definitely until 3am. There was some chilli oil which I covered the rice with, so it could be that. But it still feels very extreme, I eat this sort of dish quite regularly, and rarely get night sweats like that, certainly not in recent memory.

Second was some really, and I mean really insane dreams. It was like being in a completely photorealistic demented video game. Like a car chase that felt not only more like being on a rollercoaster ride, but all the elements in the environment were also doing a rollercoaster ride thing. It was really fucking horrible.

I’m going to cut this note short because I’m already being water goaded by some strange bloke that is pretending to have a conversation with a woman sitting nearby, but who is saying hello at me, over and over while trying to get me to notice his coke bottle that is full of water. It’s very odd. I had some other thing to say about the dreams, maybe I’ll remember later. #

06:37:00 +07:00 The bloke that gifted me the meal last night just dropped by again and gifted me a mince pork ban boa bun. It’s unbelievable how great food tastes.

So anyway a few things about the dreams:

• It happened twice around 4-5am, two distinct dreams.
• Both times I was really glad to wake up.
• I’m not sure it was related to the food as I had a similar dream a few days ago.
• Somebody had left a small ziplock transparent baggie on the floor near where I sit. Whenever small ziplock baggies appear, historically speaking there usually ends up being drug related harrassment in one form or another. It’s a form of anger goading. In previous bullying cycles, used seringes have started apearing in many of the places I go, followed by people directly and indirectly accusing me of taking drugs, which is totally false.
• It’s worth noting here that when you are starved for 7 days, esoecially when you aren’t able to drink hardly any water, you look pretty terrible, not completely unlike somebody taking drugs, who is often starving their body from food as well as inputing harmful things. It’s no suprise that the gang stalkers use starvation, and anger goading in combination with false news about you being a drug user.
• Yesterday I walked past a bar that was playing Metallica ridiculously loudly with two old guys outside sort of playing along on imaginary drum sets. Super weird because they didn’t look like metal heads at all, and the bar wasn’t a metal bar, just a regular coffee shop / bar place.
• The Metallica music could quite easily have been the sound track to both dreams.
• I was really glad I didn’t have to listen to Metallica all day yesterday, I specifically remember thinking that after walking past.
• The dreams had this sort of feeling like when you have had way too many cups of coffee, like you are on a runnaway train, and there is no way to get off it
• When I woke up, from the first crazy dream, I woke up into another dream, which felt like real life, I could hear people talking nearby, but couldn’t move my arm hardly at all. I eventually forced myself to move my incredibly heavy arm, and as I did this I woke up into propper reality. At least I hope it is, so far so good.
• Yesterday evening some time around the food, a man in his twenties walked past, looked drunk or perhaps disabled. When he walked, his arms hung down by his side and flopped about like heavy arms.

I’m very low on drinking water. If there’s one thing that’s even worse than starvation, it’s thirst. Washing is also blocked as is charging my devices, so likely I’ll have to turn them all off to conserve power till the weekend. No blogging without power. #

08:52:00 +07:00 To those of you out there collecting for good causes, for each time someone 'saves your ass', do actually at some point donate some of those cookies from your incredible stash. The people you rely on every single day might very well be starving. #

09:00:00 +07:00 A reminder to those that like to come up with, or simply appreciate minimal apps for debugging purposes, especially in the somewhat higher level space of politics minimal apps.

Those that scam and steel your work, repurposing it for their nefarious aims, often aren’t very good at figuring out the minimal app themselves because they spend all their time figuring out all the scams. BUT, they absolutely love themselves a minimal app. In a way, their monstrous work doesn’t even start until they get hold of your minimal app.

I just think it’s important to be aware of that.

Once you start seing that sort of thing happen, you see it happen again and again, and you realise it’s been happening right under your nose your entire life.

And remember to support those that do good work, those that build faithfully towards the better future you envision. When things are going well for you it’s all too easy to forget about the people you rely on, who are often in very harsh situations. #

09:23:00 +07:00 I hesitated to call it, though I suspected it would happen. The light green harrassment from the Mary Popins impersonator type has of course developed into a full blown light green tsunami, complete with manufactured situations.

Large gangs of dancing women entirely dressed in light green in the park, starting up mere moments after my arrival. Blokes slinging light green cloths to wipe the sweat from their brow walking past, right afterwards. I’m sure that won’t be the end if it.

I think they do it because they are just so bored of red goading, so they manufacture a non-red goading situation. Always be foreigner goading, I suppose the saying likely goes. #

09:39:00 +07:00 There are a lot of people coughing, sneezing and spitting today. Way more than usual. There appears to be something 'in the air'. I’m noticing it too.

As a side node, I read all about the con / chem trails phenominon, and it’s debuncking, and re-bunking and what not. Who the heck knows. What I can tell you for sure is what I’ve seen with my own eyes. Last time I was in Chiang Mai, about 5-6 years ago, I was walking right outside the main old city centre quad which is where most of the tourists hang out, and I saw with my own eyes a small airoplane decend really low right over the main quad and dump an enormous amount of liquid and pull up and fly off into the distance.

The entire floor of the airplane openned and whatever it was full of, which looked like clear liquid, went right into the atmosphere right where all the tourists spend their days. I dunno, it sure looked strange. The things that authorities consider 'normal' in places around asia, are at times very different to back in the west. #

09:53:00 +07:00 Since entering the park several water goading incidents. People appear to be aware that I’m very low on drinking water, and are harrassing me about it. For example a very jolly butch woman just walked past talking to a friend, holding and swinging an empty water bottle in a transparent bag like she was a school girl, saying loudly 'hellow', an analgam of hello and allow. It’s their favorite reality inversion, telling you to do the thing they are blocking. Absolute righteousness, like she’s doing me a favour by participating in the gang rape thirsting they are doing to me. #

09:53:00 +07:00 Just got harrassed by security guards for daring to stand on the edge of the grass. The only reason I’m having to do that is because they have recently moved all the seats so they are permanently out of the shade. Once again creating the problems they complain about. Note that it’s happening on the light green tsunami day. They usually don’t care. Not that I’m in the habit of doing it. Also remember the ziplock baggie? I told you didn’t I?

No grass for you, or water.

And wouldn’t you know ut tgey are constantly watering the grass, but you likely wouldnt want to drink that.

The walls are closing in again. Hellow reality inversion traffic jam, how have you been? It’s been at least a couple of days... #

05:49:00 +07:00 Yesterday’s prediction about everything being blocked was 110% spot on. Understatement of the month. It was more like 1010%. And today it continues. The level righteousness is un-fucking-believable.

Yesterday evening I eventually just started making peace signs with both hands in response to each harrassnent event, saying peace vietnam, peace. My voice had completely cracked, I could hardly speak. It went on for hours. This morning voice is still really broken, but it’s so strange because I’m not ill really in any way aside from a very slight morning cough.

Got gifted an ice tea and a small rice / tuna based snack around 3am. That was nice, pretty much the only thing I’ve eaten in the past 7 days.

I expect the level of righteousness will continue for the rest of the day.

The latest thing from mororbike gang stalkers: "him a lawyer". Who knows who they are talking about. Me, somebody else? Hard to know.

I asked the ether why I needed a lawyer, noting that this was hardly fear and loathing in Las Vegas, and if they really wanted to all be kangaroos given that in Australia they shoot kangaroos like vermin, and that sent the security guards outside the office on the other side of the street into some form of frenzy.

Another day. I don’t suppose I’ll get much done as I’ll need to turn off devices to ensure I’ll last till next weekend’s newsletter. Washing water and electricity have been cut off again. Shrug. #

06:31:00 +07:00 When I look back at my blogging output for this year, I’m really happy about the quantity, because it’s like 5x or 10x previous years. That’s incredible. The blogging virtuous circle really is working for shear quantity. There’s absolutely no question about that.

But the topics I’m writing about, aren’t ultimately what I want to be writing about. I haven’t written about web development for months. Everything is politics, and end of the world AI apocalypse topics, and though I think I’m doing okay at it given the circumstances, it just isn’t the focus I want. The problem is that the writings are really just a reflection of how fucked my current life situation is is right now. Writing keeps me somewhat sane. But I’m spending all this time thinking about stuff that is just getting in the way of my goals. It’s 95% other people’s crap.

Frankly I’m very depressed about it. It’s like getting to the summit of a terribly huge mountain, spending years doing it, and then seing that everything is poop for as far as the eye can see. My laptop that I used to use to write has turned to poop. My SaaS turned to poop. The dingy I am in, one of the few non poop things, is constantly filling up with poop. Everything is poop.

It’s cool that I can these days just write a short note about this without the pressure of an entire blog post.

Nope, I fucking hate the poop emoji. #

08:12:00 +07:00 The bloke that lives across the alleyway of the internet place, just emerged from his house, a butch woman wearing an outfit that was covered in bright red pattern also emerged. The butch woman stands to my left, a few meters away. As he emerges and starts locking the sliding gate on front of the house front door, he makes an order 'Blog!'. Kind of weird. It’s clear to me they are on the warpath about something.

Incidentally from the moment I set off this morning many people have been on the warpath, including a man on a motorbike wearing a red tshirt with large black letters 'TRUE' on his back, so you can see it clearly as he drives past.

Anyway, I turn away from them, lean on the wall. They are behind me. I don’t want any trouble. He says loudly in english 'you are lying'. I literally have no idea what he means, I had said absolutely nothing to him. He is not addressing her, she doesn’t speak english. The rest of their conversation certainly isn’t in english.

I simply calmly say, 'you are on the warpath', and I say no more.

He walks off with the butch woman, which is unusual as he always drives a motorbike. The butch woman has in her hand 3 large food boxes. Clear food goading, and anger goading, and total reality inversion.

I rest my case, as it were.

Update: This is the same bloke that alternates between being normal, and being 'evil', with evil laughs and last week with the small boy that walked like he had leg braces, except he has no leg braces. I note that yesterday a small boy on a small bycicle with stabilizers was cycling around me over and over, and when he finally stopped two walkers passed and announced I had 'won' whatever that means. At the internet place for the rest of the day, right next to where I stand at the internet place, was a small girl version of the bycicle. You are not going to be able to convince me there is nothing strange going on here. At least some of these events are linked, maybe all of them. It’s clear intimidation, anger goading, food goading and complete reality inversion.

Update: As I finish writing this note, the young woman staff from the cafe arrives on her red motorbike right on front of me, and says 'him learn' to the other woman staffer. After which she appears to be waiting, listening for me to say something. I wait until she has gathered all her things and enters the cafe, and I calmly say, 'her on the warpath'.

Whatever weird strange bizare ambiguous doublespeak is going on here. It’s clear things are very far away from Okay imho. Everyone is teetering on a warpath, just waiting for an opportunity to pin it all on me.

Note: They are still starving and thirsting me. And btw, the butch woman that cleans up the puppy’s poop earlier started calling the puppy using the same word the bloke that gifted me the rice this morning: 'Hey'. That has been a term of harrassment for a few weeks now since one of the sandwich vendor women addressed me by saying 'hey dog'. All these things seem small, but I’m telling you, whatever network they use, whether it’s encrypted chats or word of mouth, is absolutely optimised for passing around exactly this type of info. This sort of subtle corruption of the social layer of public society is happening constantly. #

08:59:00 +07:00 I’ve burned through so much battery dealing with everyone’s bull crap this morning, I doubt I’ll get anything done the entire week now. Washing water and power still cut off, I’m still a pariah, though I’ve done nothing wrong.

Even saying peace via words or hand gesture, or saying I don’t want any trouble, is considered some sort of war move, and escallated against.

Everything is the worst form of poo, utterly hopeless poo. #

10:45:00 +07:00 Well 'ya’s' are definitely trending.

Gosh 'Ya’s' trending in shitville, never seen that before.

Oh 'our' is trending too. what a suprise. #

19:50:00 +07:00 Finally some food. I got gifted a small rice and small pork chop takeaway box. Starvation, especially when you just don’t know if you’ll ever eat again, is the fucking worst thing. No idea why but the last two weeks basically no one is gifting me anything, only harrassment.

In the last 7 days only 1 day of food. Just unbearable, especially with all the harrassment.

There is now a gang of recycling butch women that have a loud speaker with an automated announcement attached to their pedal powered vehicle. It sounds like gibberish at first until you realise it’s saying 'Ya! bear die' over and over. One of the main places I go, for quite a while now has grafiti’d the word BEOR right where I sit, and many people shout it at me as they pass.

I’m now doing double peace sign, one with each hand to the world after every harrassment. I just don’t want to be angry, it feels so horrible.

Turn darkness into light.

You get a lot more gifts when you get angry. At least currently. I hope things improve because I can’t survive on 1 day of food per week.

Update: The new thing seems to be to shout 'Blog!' at me. Right after I finished eating the small meal I got gifted, a butch woman stopped opposite me on a motorbike. She paused to adjust something on the todler chair, and right before speeding off, said 'Blog!' loudly. WTF world? First of all, no food, no blog, brains literally don’t work without food, just like motorbike’s and petrol, second of all why in the fuck are random butch women, with kids no less, stopping to order me to blog? This is some seriously f-ed up twisted shit.

Peace vietnam, peace ☮️🕊✌️ Peace world, peace ☮️🕊✌️ #