The world has gotten itself into another muddle, and it’s blaming me for everything again, going through the by now very familar escallation cycles, that eventually stop making any kind of sense, and you get mutilated. Several malicious help incidents yesterday evening, and motorbike gang stalker intimidation for much of the night and into the morning. Lots of yah’ing already today and it’s hardly even daylight. Looks like another day of spiritual traffic jams is upon us.
I re-read my elections turnout blog post from yesterday, which at the time of writing felt a bit confused, but it’s not that bad. I think it expresses vaguely what I was trying to say.
Worth noting, now that I’m up and writing, all the gang stalking has completely stopped. No more drive-bys from loud clunky motorbikes loaded up with scummy kids shouting abuse and driving around like hooligans, no more drive-bys by gravely voiced old men, or from mid twenties normies also on motorbikes. When the gang stalking and intimidation starts, it’s from all walks of life. But it can cease as quick as it started, and then it’s as if it never happened.
Hopefully the world will somehow find a way off the warpath it’s gotten itself snagged onto. #