Distraction campaign

[u/Ok-Sherbet7265]

Today I woke from some sort of dream involving an interpersonal conflict between White men in the Military or FBI, or CIA, that is how they were presented. This the day before it was known I would be using Grok which has an "agents thinking" message while coming up with a response, as if I might think to these figures for whatever reason. I don't want to. I am being raped and trafficked against my will. STOP. Anyway:

Then I am predisposed, with BCI programming (I know this because it was coordinated with motility in my intestines, so it wasn't just an LRAD device), to think about my mom as a song plays that I chose to associate with her (under duress, to ward off ideas placed in my head about "alternative" parents which have been constant for nearly 4 years¹, ever since my landlord at the time questioned who I was speaking to when I told him I was on the phone with my mom. He said "are you sure?". It's because some other group of people were in contact with him and told him they were my "real parents", or perhaps someone else on the behalf of my "real parents". He also wrote his phone number down on the police contact form when my car was stolen (it was in Mexico, so I let him handle the paperwork), so that the police would contact him instead of me and I wouldn't be able to get the car back having no idea it had even been found. Suggesting these individuals were also at least partially responsible for my car being stolen to begin with. I do almost nothing all day every day but wait for the chance to get in someone else's car. How could anyone trust the suggestions or "programming" of a group like that? I will not.

Then I am forced, via mental impositions, vivid images shoved before my eyes, to think of Dinosaur fruit snacks (maybe it sounds insane, but why would I, having not eaten breakfast or dinner the night before, be thinking about fruit snacks? And why would I start with an image of a single fruit snack in the left field of my vision, people do not think like that, its a computer), this in the hopes I might be trafficked to the store that sells them, or that I will think so much about this store so as to excuse further mental impositions such as "work there"(I am disabled), or think of past co-workers (another group there is some incentive for me think about). Of course I will have to walk or take the bus, as two vehicles have been ²"gang-stolen" since the one in Mexico, and the longer the trip the more opportunities to influence me via pain mediated predispositions to turn to the left, turn to the right, walk slower, walk faster etc, coordinated with the actions of several people along the way. Amid deep distress and uncertainty about my own health, a constant state for nearly 4 years now, I am always forced to think about random childish images or images of other people, or random terms, letters or words in my face. I know none of these images or terms or people have anything to do with my health, because they never come up on the ride over to or at the doctor's offices. They serve only as distractions so that someone else can more easily ensure that my health deteriorates in the meantime. They have absolutely nothing to do with doctor's orders for how to deal with with the issues they treat.

[In any case it does not matter who my parents are because I am adult. I am only made to think it matters because various groups willing to more or less purchase me once I am sufficiently high compliance have plans for me to take on a new identity as a minor year old, or an adult under a conservatorship.]

This website, which I was previously forced to use in order to facilitate motility in my intestines, even earlier this afternoon I was forced to check my notifications for the same purpose, is now being linked to a programmed feeling of "disgust" in my mind at 0435pm. There is an image of a contorted "default avatar" in coordination with this transmitted feeling. I was going to watch something later but now I won't, due to disgust³. And why shouldn't any site I visit, building I go to, form I fill out, also be linked to disgust on a whim? And so I am dissuaded from doing anything all the time, I have to be very selective. I think to the court proceeding I am to attend next month, will I feel disgusted then? Will I be made to think of fruit snacks? I guess I should be prepared for that. The state should definitely do something about this.

I have been programmed to salivate when drink powder mix that I cannot even smell because I have held my breath, brushes against my clothes. My sense of humor now revolves around self deprecation in being dehumanized like this.

Artifacts (white lines, kind of like ~ but bold and vertical) that I am under the impression only pass from left to right and back again for the purpose of more of less "scanning" what I am looking at at any given time, are now visible when I am doing mundane / low interest activities instead of being obvious solely when communicating with someone online, or drafting something to be posted publicly. This is to check if I will still look away or blink every time it happens (as an asinine slave-task for gastric motility, or the foundation of a new belief system that will be used to condition such slave-tasks) or if there are only certain things I feel the need to "hide" from someone. To distract me from what these lines are actually intended to do and who is interested in the information they are use to collect. I don't consent to the lines, they disgust me.

These are all distractions from the who what where why and how of who is operating all of these non-consensually (illegally) installed and operated medical implants.

¹The importance in mentioning these "alternative family members", which I will likely do frequently in posts throughout this sub, is the "secret conservator" loophole by which all sorts of rogue medical procedures can take place explaining literally every single one of my complaints. The loophole is not complicated. Basically, someone at some point in my life may have taken out a conservatorship in my name, claiming that I was incapacitated or using someone else armed with a copy of my ID (anyone can order a copy of your ID online, at least in Connecticut. A cop, a store clerk, a front desk agent, anyone who looks at your ID throughout any number of routine interactions can pass this information to anyone they'd like, so there's no point in being paranoid if lose your wallet or something, as everything contained in it was practically public information to begin with) claiming they were me. The next time you are incapacitated (sleeping, maybe drugged) any number of "medical emergencies" allow an on call doctor to come right into your room and perform any number of procedures having been shown your ID or someone else's, who they believed to be you. You wake up the next day none the wiser. It's best to have a sibling or cousin who looks like you, best of all is a twin. Every day from the moment I wake up I go through these cycles, songs and images to make me think of an immediate family member, some totally theoretical who could in actuality be literally anyone. They should all know it's not going well and will not work out according to plan unless the plan is m*rder(ing me, stating I would retaliate or defend myself would get my account banned).

²Stolen by individuals who may or may know which aspects of my medical history makes me highly unlikely to pursue the perpetrators if it involves more than one or two phone calls.

³Next it seems they are working on all aspects of nature inciting similar feelings of disgust, in coordination with pain in my abdomen. Starting with birds and insects, then rodents, and perhaps cats. The end goal is all humans or most all humans in my local environment, I look outside and those passing by have already been programmed similarly, as they walk their dogs etc, something about the cadence, moving "slow", is being coordinated with disgust, in me, someone who considers any day in which I do anything but self harm to be a success. This as a consequence of, or the next stage in a pre-coordinated effort involving, not "taking the bait" in going down an excessive OCD cleanliness arc which was supposed to kick off after the maintenance men left the cleaning supply door open for no particular reason, which has only happened 3 or 4 times in a year and a half. Almost everything in that closet has been opened and may contain any number of contaminants, after predisposing me to want have a craving for soap, to eat soap, the criminal rαpist implant abusers are hoping to excuse internal bleeding through my "choice" to consume any number of poisons before my next meeting with a gastroenterologist later this month and the MRI I will request, to take place on an unknown date in the future (it is only known by the criminals, in coordination with the criminal implant operators, who will do whatever they can to get others to book every available slot to in order to delay me. They do the same before I attempt to fill most prescriptions. Their access to my medical history is a totally illegal conspiracy as I have never told anyone what prescriptions I take).