Tough Day So Far

My head is crammed with people trying to prevent me from working. It feels like hell.

I overheard that one guy will get paid $5,000 if he can make me look like one of the people that they normally go after.

I get blamed for everything. People I dont know attack me. I've been accused of being a Muslim, a Jew, black, Mexican, a terrorist, rapist, murderer, etc. Whatever it is someone is angry about I get screamed at for it.

I overheard that this is also the last time that some guy gets to play with the psychotronics. I'm the last person that he can do this to. So he's clinging to me for dear life.

Today is rough.

Frustrating

It's a mind numbing paralysis that I experience. Simple tasks become difficult. Much of the time they dont get done at all.

I feel the pulsating in my head, the sinus popping, all from bodily invaders, from remote viewers to aliens.

I'm frustrated. It took every bit of strength I had this morning to just change the cat litter. They fight against me on everything.

Now I will attempt to work the lunch shift at my job. I expect to receive hell for it.

I drink to try and numb the effects, but they are finding new ways to get to me.

It's hard to live. But I keep going. I dont know long it will be before I lose this job, if I do. But if I have to take 30 jobs before the end of the year I will.

They will continue to experiment and try to find ways to get to me. I dont care. They will never get emotion out of me.

I have to a place of acceptance that a team of chimps will always endevour to destroy my life and that I just have to calmly work with that situation. It is my life. It is what it is.

It sucks though.

In some ways I wish that I had stayed in Los Angeles so that they could do street theatre and that I could really mess with these guys. From B.B. Guns to photography, I would have had some fun. Then emhdf.com would have had a photo gallery that I would have called "The Assclown Gallery" where I would have taken photos of various perps with funny captions.

Anyways I'm having a really hard time in life because of psychotronics. It's amazing that some group of people would devote themselves to destroy the life of an insignificant person like myself.

P.S. - I drunkenly posted some keywords on Facebook like "assassination" and "terrorism" and the said, "Now that I've got your attention, go to www.emhdf.com" I am desperate to generate as much federal attention as possible.

Jackasses

There's a whole team of people. They change shifts. They use high technology. There are a whole bunch of them. They try to get others to do things for them. They spend a decent amount of money, time, and energy. And they do it to prevent me from changing the cat litter box.

Super Tough

My brain and body have been super attacked just because I have been making money.
They want me to fail. The only reason I put a damned PayPal donate button up was to simply survive while they attack my brain.
Job #4 this year was a decent job.
I'm not sure but I think I still have it. I got sent home early because some entity or several entities get into the back of my skull and the top of my spine and makes me shake like a damn idiot.

I was so damn frustrated and sad. I need to make money and they are kicking my ass badly because I'm in a decent situation.

Often now I feel that dying is better. I feel like the living dead anyway.

But I wont with go without leaving a mark.

Feel free to make to make me look insane.

Die Nazi and alien scum, die! I'm not afraid of you. Die!

See you in hell.

For My Aggressors

A little diddy about your leader and his sexual fetish. Enjoy.
http://youtu.be/qtRyUZYIvPM

Jobs, etc

I start a new job tonight. It's a much better job than previous. I've been getting attacked very hard by astral entities since they know I'm starting a better one. It's been a rough two days.

It's a heck of a thing, entities that get into your nervous system in order to make to shake at crucial times at work, entities that enter the back of your skull that make you feel concussion-like symptoms and make you projectile vomit until there's nothing left in your stomach but pain, entities that make you short of breath, entities that scramble your brain so you cant think straight, the list goes on.

Job #3 this year is gone. Entities crammed my head so badly that I couldnt even do them the courtesy of calling them.

So here we go again, job #4.

There was an old cold war anti-remote viewer device that involved a tesla coil that sucked the enemy remote viewer into a vacuum tube. I would give anything to have one of those right now.

The New Message Board Is Up

http://www.emhdf.proboards.com

I dont know if I will get any members or participants. But the whole goal is to hopefully try to establish a community in which we can all expand our information base and compare notes and eventually hopefully make everything that these assclowns do insignificant.