The harassment in my head that has been ongoing 24/7 still has not ceased. It was happening during every single one of my blog posts, including the one I’m writing now.
Today for them seems like a solemn day. The children participating in the virtual meeting in my head seem to have been calmed down or have been removed by adults.
Imagine using your own internal monologue to read a book. You use your internal monologue to decode the author’s intended tone while reading. Tone itself can have a massive effect on words, changing their meaning entirely. At least, that’s what I use mine for other than the occasional joke to myself.
My internal monologue has been ‘hacked’ for lack of a better term. Instead of me using my own internal monologue to talk to myself or decode things, someone else is using it to talk to me. Real information is being exchanged that could not possibly come from mental hallucinations. The police don’t believe this is possible. They are sending real victims into mental hospitals with simulated mental health conditions letting disgusting and unintelligent people reap the fruit of the victim’s life. If you happen to survive the police/mental hospital assault, they will just drone on 24/7 using real situations and fears to try and drive you into suicide.
I call what is being done to me ‘forced listening’. I can use my own internal monologue and override their attempts to use it to communicate with me or torture me, but it pisses them off. It takes literal mental effort to do it thought, and I cannot do it for extended periods of time. They ask regularly for me to articulate complex thoughts and revisit periods of my life. Another human being is getting this information. I don’t know if they work with the police, are in the medical system, the military or are just plain criminals. They happen to know every detail of my life and have stolen my birth certificate and social security card. Their goal though has been to ‘change the timeline’ and make people believe things about me that are not true.
I remember reading on the dark web some time ago about people having the capability to stream thoughts from other people, and that the bandwidth wasn’t as high as one would expect. I never expected to be a victim of something like that myself. I never expected the police to be such failures and imbeciles.
I’ll continue on for now, documenting what I deem most important and sharing it here. I just wish I wasn’t a historian documenting my own life before I die.