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Evil host country tries to block desemination of information about said country's evil prison by disapearing the internet. Even though yesterday it was suggesting it was a great idea to talk about it. Blocking the solutions it suggests and creating the problems it complains about. What a suprise.

Update: Text editor stopped displaying linked note while writing this note and required restart to get it to display again. What a suprise. #

Anatomy of gang stalker sleep depravation - One of the gang stalkers favorite ways to bully you: have someone or several people seamingly passed out asleep in a cafe / shop you go to. Shop keeper says something like 'good luck' as you buy your stuff. After which you notice the people overcome with tiredness. That night - sleep depravation from motorbike gang stalkers via drive-by's, or sometimes pedestrians.

In this case today they have also disapeared the internet at the internet place, so there wasn't any point in getting up at 330am. #

The universe - Just discovered:

"The Universe followed you on Substack"

Gosh what are the chances?

Especially given the most recent newsletter. #

The internet re-appeared at the internet place. How odd that it disapeared today. That doesn't usually happen, especially early morning. It just means I've had to stand for longer today, breaking my back a little bit more than usual. Lots of odd motorbike drive-by shenanigans this morning aswell.

Update: Literally as I was finishing writing this note a motorbike with two people stopped, the driver said 'no' at me, quite quietly, then they drove off. #

Multi-location bullying extravaganza - At this point it's pretty clear what today's bullying theme is: hurry up and wait, interspersed with anger goading and yah-blocking.

It's another multi-location extravaganza. Ultimately I will end up being blamed for everything and probably get mutilated in some way. #

Anatomy of a mutilation - Just after lunch and I have a totally blocked nose, both nostrils. Cafe / shop staff are talking in strange naisal voices.

It's a mutilation.

Historically speaking, the naisal talking continues, followed by acute pain in the nose and nostrils, nose then magically becomes unblocked.

They create the problem they complain about.

This has happened so many times, definitely in the hundreds, I've lost count. There's no way to test how it's happening because non-cafe / non-shop / outdoor people do the same.

Eventually all escallations lead to me getting mutilated. #

Malicious help much? - I got gifted a tshirt yesterday. It's pretty good quality, looks nice though I was a bit put off because it had some text on the front. Historically speaking almost anytime I've been gifted something that has logos or text, it has later been used in some way to harrass or intimidate me in some way. The text says "Singapore Lion City".

Earlier today, while I was caught in yet another hurry up and wait situation, I was sitting on a public bench outdoors. When I arrived it was the only bench available. I really felt like I was "supposed to sit there". The general vibe was kind of off. Anyway a bit later the seat on my right became available, and a westerner arrived with a guitar straped to his back. He sits down and starts playing the guitar. Westerners carrying guitars that spontaneously start strumming away next to you is an incredibly uncommon event. What are the chances it would happen the day after Singapoor tshirt day?

Incidentally, though the bag with PINK text on it is still useful as a bag, almost everyday I'm getting either verbally harrassed in some way, or approached by super exagerated camp men. Something I didn't mention, with the bag I was gifted another tshirt. It's a nice tshirt also, but has the text REDCAMP on the front. What are the chances?

Each of these insidents on their own isn't a big deal, but these are co-ordinated, and they occur wave after wave, relentlessly, day after day after day. I've only mentioned like 5% of them here. Things are difficult enough already, but your mind gets full of all these related things, it weighs you down, like being crypto jacked. It's impossible to think clearly. It never ends. It's like treading water while people are pushing your head under. I'm struggling just to not drown. #