Threats intensify

Today, I saw my doctor; told her about all the strange incidents this past weekend.

Example:

Last night, I was groaning through much of the night and woke up with my teeth clenched because my back's been hurting (was at the computer all weekend). Given the stressful past few days in which I have been busily trying to do some outreach for a voluntary initiative, while also having my efforts dogged by some mysterious hackers, my surveillers would likely see my response as *stress-induced*.

In fact, I had also written a message to loved ones and media folks Saturday night (which I did not send), as a clue to my possibly dying either prematurely, or in synch with various harassing events happening around me. Please note: this is not something I do everyday.

So then what happens?

I'm leaving to see my doctor, and I open my apartment door: there sitting squarely on my doormat is a book I had left in the hallway, called: Personal Darkness (by Tanith Lee, a well-respected fantasy writer).



The thing is, this book had been in a bag, along with a shrunken wool sweater. The bag had been sitting out there for several weeks; I was meaning to take it to GoodWill. (I just never know what to do with shrunken sweaters, and hate to see wool go to waste.)

People in my building regularly leave things in the hallway -- nothing gets touched. So it's pretty unusual to help oneself to a bag that looks like garbage, and take away what is a hopelessly shrunken sweater, and then, just leave the book on my doorstep, right in my path.

The book is the only thing worth taking; this bag had been out there for over a month; and it had been placed several feet away from my door. As I said, to place the book smack dab on my doormat is strange.

(Note: I don't normally read dark, haunting novels. This used book was given to me by a past co-worker. I also do not read spy novels, and have never been a thriller or murder-mystery fan. My 'conspiracy theories' do not stem from an overactive imagination. On the contrary, my increasingly cynical thoughts are based on reality and actual political happenings, and gradually realizing how the world really works. Yeah, I know -- it takes me awhile.)

Anyway, I get to the doctor's, and I'm feeling like crap because of my back, and just the whole surveillance and harassment stuff, in general. I tell my doctor about this book, the weekend of email and internet tampering, and last Friday's car incident. The doctor doesn't quite believe my theories of surveillance, of course. But then, my doctor also thinks 'Stephen Harper is a nice guy' and doesn't have a conservative platform at all.

Now I'm not knocking the New Conservatives or Stephen Harper, but to say they're not conservative??? Pul-eeeeze!!

(Also note: You'd have to know more about me, like how I was threatened with an RCMP investigation, to get how these things are even likely or possible.)

The magic of cars

I saw my mother on Friday. She brought some groceries and made two trips between her car and my apartment to bring them up. Then, we had lunch (she'd brought some hot food, as well).

A little while later, we went for a walk. When we got back, we went to her car and found it unlocked. Yet she recalls for sure that she had locked it.

My mother NEVER forgets to lock the car or the house door. She even remembers specifically locking it before bringing the food up. I tried not to emphasize this incident because, in fact, there have been a couple of other times where I believe the car had been entered (more on this later...). But my mother kept puzzling over it, saying, 'I'm sure I locked the car.'

I strongly believe this is one of the many ways in which *they* are trying to bring both my mother and I down: that is, sheer persistent tampering with things. Check out this list of what's been happening to my mother recently.


(If link above doesn't work, please use MisterPrivacy.com, then copy and paste http://oneadventure.tripod.com/stuff2.)


Example: My mother likes to garden, and has done various planting this summer, yet many of her plants have 'completely disappeared.' And yes, there were distinct piles of rabbit poop in her backyard - yet, the mounds were far too tidy to have been left by a wild rabbit, I say. But no matter what animal may have been feasting, they couldn't have done such a clean removal job with the plants.

After the car incident, above, I spent the weekend creating mailouts for a community group I'm volunteering with. My way of dealing with the persistent threats is to get more publicly involved.

But, as seems to be increasingly the case, I had email and internet tampering all weekend. It also started to sink in that the threats are definitely now being directed at both me and my mother -- since a whole bunch of negative things have happened to her in the past two weeks. Before, I felt that scaring her was being done merely to provoke me.

Funny how things change

I'm posting an update on The Nefarious DM (Dungeon Master) site I had mentioned on August 8th, 2004.

Less than five days later, the text has been completely changed. It has gone from being perfectly edited and incredibly precise to now being full of typos, having a cheery tone, and twice referring to 'healing' (this is on the DC-10 page that I had specifically pointed out in my other post). Also, I do realize in the game Dungeons and Dragons that 'DC-10' is supposed to involve healing, I believe, and isn't just about death or fighting.

Anyway, take note: the night I had posted about the owner of the site as being a possible predator of my internet activities (and hence, a collaborator with my surveillers and their broad network of contacts), I had happened to create two new websites at Tripod.com: 'OneWorld Heal' and 'OneWorld Healing'.

Now this DC-1o page mentions healing twice, whereas before it only analyzed death, why a body may decompose at different rates, and lots about 'planted evidence'.

The previous text was so sinister, chilling, finely detailed, and extremely knowledgeable about death and corpses that I would be tempted to describe it as bordering on *psychopathic*. Yet now, the text is all cheery, sloppy, and seemingly harmless.

And here's the final bit: I had actually copied and pasted the original text and saved it in my blog as back up -- which is why I didn't mention this as a possible route for this person to escape suspicion by. But guess what: not only has the text on the site been drastically changed, but the saved copy in my blog has also changed.

How's that possible? Very easy when they're tracking your internet activities. Along with active internet monitoring, key-logging software are a dime a dozen.

Since people have all along been doubting my sanity, veracity, credibility, accuracy, and so on, they would naturally ask, Are you sure?

Yes, I am. I know what I read, and it was truly disturbing. Much more in keeping with the site's title: 'Fear not the rider, but rather the one for whom he rides'. What I had read on the site and had saved in my blog was nothing like the text you see at the site now.



So why would someone like me, a complete nobody, be getting all this *special attention* from the authorities? Simply because their surveillance of me has been completely illegal, and I am drawing attention to what is being done. Plus I have had some fairly unique life experiences, and have been trying to apply some of my ideas for social change to actual projects. There's more to all this, obviously. Stay tuned.

Also I recently read in an email post by an activist:

'Dissent is not terrorism' and 'Repression is not security.'

Please bear this in mind, folks.

Give me some time

Please bear with me here, I've got MANY other email and internet anomalies I could describe, including a tampered webpoll created for a community initiative. Most incidents are minor -- yet constant -- and it's very time-consuming trying to show any real significance to them.

But these things do make me wonder whether emails are actually reaching people, and why I get repeated spam messages that say, "Smiling like a Killer," or "If you died, what would your family do? We can help" (the message itself is completely empty). These messages come at very specific times: eg, when I was questioning the recent deaths of a few individuals, or just after I had written my 'SOS' to family and friends. Also, why are replies or vacation alerts from people I've emailed suddenly showing up in completely different boxes from the ones I've emailed them from? These are not just occasional email glitches -- they're constantly happening to me.

oh, there's lots of little stuff. but does it prove anything? bit by bit, i hope it does.

I'm like a magnet for activity

As I've said before, I believe my internet activities are closely monitored, and my emails are being tampered with. Some of my email accounts have also been mysteriously altered (eg, totally new colours in my 4-year old Yahoo account), emails aren't showing up -- sometimes at recipient's end, and definitely at my end - and so on.

Just after participating in the Citizens' Inquiry into 9/11 in late May of this year, I sent an email to 20 newspapers across Canada - most of them bounced back to me. Some even arrived in my box 10 days later. Is this possible, or even likely?

Last night and tonight, I was looking at various website and weblog tools to get going with my OneAdventure website.

Around 3:00am last night, I set up a new blog account on Blogdrive.com. As you can see, there's nothing on this new blog except for two measly test posts -- just a couple of jumbled letters I typed in. Then, I tried out the tagboard for the fun of it. Two minutes later, somebody responds:
'BrokenChaos: yep it's all working'

Hmm, okay. Someone was bored, noticed I started a new weblog, clicked onto it, watched my first clumsy attempts at testing out different features ('yep it's all working'). Uh, I'd say that was a little predatory. But what do I know? People tell me all the time I'm 'delusional.'

So, that was last night. Then, tonight, at about 11:35 PM, I posted a comment on this blog I found: Vampire Coast. A great-looking blog. I wondered how the author had made it. So I had the comment page and blog site on my screen for awhile, as I tried to figure it out (this web stuff takes me a loooong time to understand, even when some of the 'web tools' are designed for total beginners!).

About 1:00am, I clicked off, but went back 20 minutes later to let the author know I'd figured out what to do. When I came back to Vampire Coast, I saw a new comment had been added after mine; I was surprised. Having someone closely follow-up my web activities two nights in a row is creepy.

Maybe it's just happenstance, but here's what I find strange:

1. Commenting on somebody else's blog is not common. Although the feature exists, comments are the exception, rather than the rule - even for popular blogs.

- The Vampire Coast blog is new, so there's no track history to gauge whether what I'm saying is true or not. (Click on 'Post your comments,' under the picture, to see the comments.)


2. Second commenter's remarks seem to subtly refer to, and directly contradict, my own.

- Tone and approach both sound like my other weird encounters. My politics vs. theirs. My credibility vs. theirs. This is also why most people don't believe me. People often say: 'Who would bother?" "A surveiller (ie, the government) doesn't have the time or resources to play silly games like that." Etc, etc. Well, I don't think it's just the government doing this stuff.

3. Their remark, 'I hope that's okay,' is odd. Most folks want to link sites -- it's a given. His tone also does not suit a 'Nefarious DM' (dungeon master) -- and judging from The Nefarious DM's site, this person hardly seems deferential or insecure. Yet, it's exactly the kind of self-deprecating question I myself would ask. Just last week, someone suggested I needn't apologize for expressing a point of view.

Yes, the post could be coincidental. But. . . check out the NDM site, and in particular, read this page. I'm sorry, but the word sinister and pathological don't even do this stuff justice.

[Edit: The Nefarious DM page in question has been totally altered.]

Also, here's what one might do to avoid suspicion, and make me seem like a totally paranoid nutcase:

a) Many comments may be added to the Vampire Coast weblog, over time.

b) The Nefarious DM may change his site address (easily done in Tripod.com), so the site is no longer available.**

The above two incidents are pretty petty. But when it happens constantly, it's unnerving.

Believe me, I've had far more threatening incidents. Example: two people intentionally hit me on the head in the past year; one time it happened while I was sobbing into a payphone on the evening of my uncle's funeral.

Being harassed by internet and email may be hard to conceive, so please also check out my phone messages.