As a Targeted Individual, it’s been somewhat strange this week. With me walking to the park unexpectedly, the gangstalkers were thrown for a loop. Although it’s bitter sweet that I got a gust of fresh air and sun light, and got to be in nature, the bitter part is the big possibility od the disgusting d*monically possessed, MK-Ultra minded gang stalkers who have higher levels of evil where they get the task of breaking into your apartment & trespassing.

They have the know how, connections, resources, Equipment & protection & most likely the financial incentive to search your home. So who knows if they did when I was out at the park. There were watchers\gangstalkers at the park with me. The ones who suddenly speak into their phone, their faces scanning for you until Bingo! They spotted you.
A quick tap on the phone & then their camera is pointed at you. With them there is no ear buds\ ear pods. Oh no, they have to do it old school to hold the phones up to their ears so that way the phone camera IS POINTING DIRECTLY AT YOU at eye level. So whether they did or not while I walked who knows, you can set things up, but when you find things not precisely how you booby trapped it, what can you do? When the people you’re supposed to go to for help & justice, are in on it too?
But it’s seems even more possible when the next day, near the same time a small statured man with a white polo shirt, long white sleeves, & even WHITE GLOVES knocks his puny knuckles against your door, then your neighbors door where they along with his long haired assistant whisper amongst each other, write something then disappear without knocking on any one else’s door. Ahhh so is that how they sometimes do it? Knock to see if anyone is home? Ask the neighbor\spy if you’re home?

And in other news, because I believe being a Targeted Individual against gangstalking is spiritual based, of sadly dmonic spirits.(Not meant to be Italicized) While the angelic good spirits are somewhere struggling doing their good work too. My coming on here to write my experiences isn’t favored by the dmonic spirits, so I was offered, by someone who is also unfortunately spirited by the bad team, a physical paper journal soon after getting this account. They don’t want me speaking freely on the internet for all to read this entry. They want my words kept in a small book secret, unknown, in a physical place where they can trespassing in on & find. I declined the journal.