And obviously still know. Everyone who wants/wanted to know already knows.
So Guam was in February. December/January were ‘not that great’. Let’s put it like that for now. So I (re-)started writing again in January, isn’t it, and it kind of got to be a new habit by March.
I used to write, every now and then, but very differently. It wasn’t a decade plus rant on your stupidity mixed in with my own medical journal so to say. Because that’s what this was, and sadly enough still is.
So the insane part, if this didn’t sound insane enough yet, is that from the very get-go of my writings up to now knew what I for example wrote down yesterday. They knew. More things happened. But the point is that they knew.
Which makes what I wrote down a bit more puzzling than the simplistic nonsense they came up with, right, just interpreting everything the one way you want it and then pretending that that’s what’s written there. And just putting it on repeat for a decade until….
…it’s still not true. But hey, that’s the state of modern medicine I guess. I already told you folk over a decade ago that you were delusional, but obviously you didn’t pass grade 1 reading class, so yeah.
But yeah. They knew. Which makes everything a thousand times more puzzling than it already was.
I can’t blame 君穎, or anyone else who has been mentioned here for not understanding. I went pretty hardcore from some point on. But at least my life was stil kind of liveable, until they took that away as well of course.
I don’t know. To be honest I just want to be dead, but I mentioned that already. I should be doing some visa-run-preparatory stuff but I don’t think I’ll be doing it, so this is not going to end well. They will end up paying though, trust me on that.
It’s almost the same as the beginning of this blog; as soon as you start knowing what actually has happened before, it surely reads very differently from what many of you have been doing.
In both cases, 12-13 years ago and two years ago, this was not the intention. You just lied about everything, so I was forced to show off my memory a little bit, something that was surely part of the big effing program to begin with. They wanted experiments, not just healthy beings in a healthy place.
Experiments is what they wanted.
And torture. This was such a massive success that all kinds of new forms of torture had to be invented, as long as it did not involve physical torture. It was important to get these enormous programs through, because dopamine and serotonine production had to be curbed to an absolute minimum so that they could ‘talk to the real person’ and ‘cleanse out his brains’ and they had ‘finally read the real truth’ and whatnot.
I find it impressive that you still have the desire to live after reading all this shit. I guess it shows what kind of people you are.
Right?
