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More Gang Stalker Quotes and Vocab- A T.I. Testimony



The best deceptions are the ones that seem to give the other person a choice: Your victims feel they are in control but are actually your puppets. Give people options that come out in your favor whichever one they choose. Force them to make choices between the lesser of two evils, both of which serve your purpose. Put them on the horns of dilemma: They are gored wherever they turn.

-The 48 Laws of Power by Robert Greene

ms.tmha: “A quote that let’s me know what is really going on.”


I am still suffering from the constant abuses that were developed around me due to the gang stalking program. As I listen to all of these people screaming around me, it makes me ill to think that this holocaustic torture is still going on. None of this was suppose to happen.

Thankfully, though, Targeted Individuals are receiving so much support from one another. I can’t tell you how proud I am that so many from all over have joined forces to fight against the horrors of humanity as we know it in their own way. Everyone really needs a round of applause! Targeted Individuals represent humanity at it’s best. T.I’s rock! I just had to say it.


Now, on to other matters. In Danville, Virginia, they have not discontinued the use of the V2K and/or other systems. I can still hear them everywhere I go. The taunting is horrible. It’s is hard to explain how horrible all of this is so instead of doing that, I simply write down what they say to me. The quotes below are from multiple days and I have not written down everything that was said but you will understand the context of their constant nagging.

This is what I have to deal with on a daily basis. More Gang Stalker Quotes:


“You know how they degenerate you.”

“He wants to indeed you don’t know.”

“Now they know how he got Negril.”

“He heeded Ferrell Edmunds.”

“We libered your work experience.” (It may be obvious here to see that they aren’t very bright. Liber according to the online dictionary means ” a book of public records, as deeds or birth certificates”. So, did he mean that they damaged my work records? To answer my own question, I can recall a time that I reapplied to an old position at Bank of America located in Danville, Va. I was a part-time bank teller there for a little over a year, I think. They sent me a letter saying that I was denied me rehire because I did not put in a tw0-week notice which was so far from the truth that it was utterly ridiculous. A manager that I use to work with there also said that what they said was untrue. As a matter of fact, Toni Ryan was who I gave it to.

“We being on tape.”

“They think they in Pow Wow’s.” (And speaking of…did anyone know that these goons may be sampling are DNA? Most recently, they screamed that I was Cherokee Indian. There is truth to it but I did not know any specifics. My great-great grandmother was indeed 100% American Indian and more than likely, Cherokee.)

“We wanted to be weddy.” (Meaning their ‘lipsticks‘, the females of the group, wanted to get married. Namely to a celebrity for most of them.)

“Why they pushing Faye on you!” (Believe me, I have no idea who that is.)

“They really want to take new life away.”

“Dough know we’re being liar-ed.”

“It’s not in your imagination.”

“You indeed they to the letter.”

“You are not our-ed.”

“We came in your environment to be you.”

“We would have had an affair eventually.” (I don’t know who this female was talking about but you can see how they plan out their schemes. To them, there is no doubt an ‘eventually’. Watch out for your husbands ladies.)

“We weeded plants.” ( That is exactly what they are. People that someone has planted.)

“You ain’t getting to be a scarecrow!” (Seriously people.)

“This fakes out all over the world.”

“They need you to deny.” (I assumed then that they were talking about my thyroid. Yeah, it was a real slasher moment.)

“There is no begs.”

“You did what they did not want you to do.”

“I only wanted to thieve you people.” (This was from a Cacausion male. And if I had to put my honest opinion to who said it. It may have been Robbie Bolden or maybe not. He was the real sneaky type. Another one-night stand. After the fact, I knew he was faking me out. Making promises that he was never planning on keeping so when he sent me a text telling me that he wanted to see me, well, of course I responded. “Still faking?” I asked and that was the last of Robbie Bolden. Amazingly enough, just recently the goons on the V2K have said Robbie is FBI. How true it is I have no idea. My only question would be this. Why did Steve Gery at Schewels Furniture allow him to take off with a brand new T.V.? Are the wages in the FBI so low that he couldn’t afford to just pay for it? Or did they make some type of deal under the table? Hmmm….)

“They said they was FBI.”

“Sowed you ain’t no floozy.”

“He wants you dead.”

“They wanted to fill it with bugs.” (Again, I have no idea.)

“Now he needs you in jail.”

“We even got to stab womb.”

“They see he buys the city government.”

“Trying to foil you is hell.” (My, my, my… 🙂

“We reckless.” (I will agree 200%.)

“They were trying to sear Tiff.”

“They cam me.” (That means that someone is using some sort ofcamera on them.)

“Endow feeling threatened.”

“We all wanna be mullets.”

“He wanna foil your photos!”

“…the FBI helped us out.”

“Now they know its lug.”

“This has gone to the Pentagon!”

“It’s also diseased.”

“…hit innocent.” (Meaning they ‘hit’ innocent people.)

“It’s got to be in my lipsticks.”

“We’re doing too many projectiles.” (I will agree with that as well.)

“You got who jail!”

“We ease at it again.”

“They gon’ keep you in technology.”

“We got to be nosey.” (At least they admit it.)

“You indeed ambushes.”

“They know he L.D.” (Obviously someone has a learning disability. Who, I have no idea but I can just about guess.)

“We about to be sequester.” (sequester- take legal possession of (assets) until a debt has been paid or other claims have been met or isolate or hide away (someone or something)

“They been doing this since you were 11 years old.” (I don’t know how true that is but it is a long time. When will they leave me and my family alone?)

“He is so at peace you ain’t got no luck.” ( Even though I was standing outside the house, I heard my own mother say this and laugh as if it was funny. My brother was the only other person in the room with her and she said it right after we had an argument and walked outside.)

“You are also staining my family.”

“We were already weaving dot com.”

“We holding E-Toys.” (You know, I have always had the feeling that these people set their base up within the building that use to be called E-Toys. It was a toy distribution company that sold toys to families within the United States. It was also affiliated with FAO Swartz for a short time, and the company called My Twinn. I was the Transportation Assistant there for almost four years until Jim Todd and Ron Gilbert showed up. They shut the business down and My Twinn moved to another location.)

“Yes, we got a whole lot of peeping toms!”

“We know we ain’t got to be Toy Lane.”

“They can’t believe you knew.”

“They wanted to overdose you.”

“Yeah, you in danger.”

“They going in Camp Lejeune.” (That is where my son is stationed while in the Marines. I pray that this is not true. My family has been through enough.  Maybe they made this up but then again, I wouldn’t be surprised.)

“They know that’s where your son is stationed.”

“We being fated.” (In other words, someone planned and executed this new lifestyle for the them. They are suppose to be what we use to be.)

“Your not going to discreet this.”

“Now they see it’s the Nazi Regime.”

“That’s where we sub-sect.”

“Yeah, they turning everyone into Nazi’s.”

“Now they see they holding everyone.”

“We canned your life up.”

“We blew ya’ll’s T.V.”

“They really reporting what you do.”

“He know how Steve stabs you.” (Who ‘he’ is I have no idea but I guessed that the Steve they were talking about was Steven L. Cox. But then again, could it be Steve Gery?)

“He says ain’t nobody assaulting nobody.” (I beg to differ.)

“He put your storage on lock.”

“He got you was too late.”

“Steve really know we f&#k up your youth.”

“You need to know the way they wept.”

“Indeed he won’t let it go.” (Possibly Steven again.)

“Looks like you got ‘refuse’.” (refuse-indicate or show that one is not willing to do something)

“They wanted to see you die in schemes.”

“…angle prints.” “…it’s on they video.”

“It was foul to dafamate you.”

“We hid it at E-Toys.” (Just in case you are wondering…200 Toy Lane, Blairs, Va.)

“…needs you guilty.”

“They indeed it’s a cover-up.”

“We’re aggravating assault!”

“We seeped it by accident.”

“…deep they knowing tent.”

“You nailed me well.”

“He has belated.” (Who, I really don’t know. Possibly Steve again?)

“He got a cop hanging over your head.”

“Now they know why they were paying Steve under the table.” ( Honestly people, I am not making this up. They tell everything! And somehow, upon further listening, Steven was somehow suppose to be prostituting me on the sly. Wow. I wonder how he would have accomplished that?)

“They was trying to keep you in the chain.” (In other words, they wanted to continue to hold me hostage to the point of taking full advantage.)

“They are so sorry.” (Yeah right!)

“You did not need Emily’s…” (Just in case your wondering, the only Emily that I ever knew was a Black female Credit Manager or something to that effect who worked for Schewel’s Furniture when I did. She possibly is one of those that send frequent projectiles my way every day.)

“We wanna hold you forever.” (This is not the romantic version of the phrase. The word ‘hold’ is what they do to people. Yes, this is a hostage situation.)

“We needed family.”

“We indeed-ed a jack leg.” (Well, I guess I know now what happened to my mother’s car.)

“They need to unwire you.”(I can agree with that too. Can’t say I didn’t try.)

“We told him to drive around in the cul-de-sac.” (Another vehicle driving d the street in the wee hours of the morning. After 4:00am in the morning just a few days agoI saw a stretch Hummer. What was that about?)

“Tim ain’t got no D’s.” (Possibly Tim Garland?)

“We want nuptials.” (I can’t say that I have a membership to that ‘club’.)

“We was trying to hold your life.”

“That’s why they fury you.”

“They made an attempt on your life.” (Don’t think that I don’t know that.)

“He sees that there ain’t going to be but a few of you.”

“We thought we were hidden.”

“He says that we not evidential.”

“You will be found murdered.”

“We trying to play you in the closet.” (Good thing that is not true. I am not gay for the record.)

“We got cracked.”

“They started to stank you.” (Wow. They are extremist.)

“We had future your health problems.”



lipstick- the females of their group

libered-they lied

Pow Wow- a meet

whip- this means that someone is sprung or hungover from good experience whether it be sexual or not, it may also mean ‘a violent act’

Gun-Anything that they know about there victim that can used against them

Yum- a compliment

Cheesecake- A desired lifestyle, it has a lot to do with status quo

Yacht- also a phrase they use label someone’s ‘status quo’ , like cheesecake

Cook- this is how they describe what they do to people when they shoot their lasers at their victims

Baking-this word is also used like the word ‘cook’

Bacon- this word describes the people that they ‘cook’

Fluzzy- a girl or a woman who has a reputation for promiscuity

Salad- A description used to describe a person’s dating or marriage reputation if you are someone who does not discriminate multiple races or cultures. For example: Someone who may have dated a Caucasian, a Black person, and a Latino (not necessarily at the same time) are said to have been in a ‘Salad’. It also describes the types of groups these gang stalkers are in.

Tall- this word describes the height in which information is passed. If Mary Joe contacts and communicates with the President of the United States, it would be said that she is ‘Tall’. If a T.I. gets through to higher authority for help. They are said to be tall. (Just assuming here by the way. I am just putting together the context of goon V2K conversations.)

Thanks for listening. God Bless.























Another Sad T.I. Story-The Short, Complete Story

From the book Heaven Calling-Hearing Your Father’s Voice Every Day of the Year-The October 19 inspirational…

A Special Assignment

Precious child, I hear your prayers and see how burdened you are over an uncertain future. Trusting me when you don’t know where that road is leading can be a challenge. But honor me when you preserve through all things.

In the days of the early church I used persecution to promote the spread of the gospel message. Likewise, I can use the seemingly insurmountable roadblocks in your life to accomplish great things for my kingdom.

Don’t let the worries of today stop you from pressing on tomorrow. Keep praying. Draw near to me through my Word. And know that I am boldly forging a way through roadblocks.


Hi Everyone! I am still here! Yes, I am not dead yet even though many of my tormentors most likely want me to be. How do I know that? Well, a female has vehemently screamed through their V2K system today…”He wants you dead!” (They could be talking about a number of people…Robbie Bolden, Steven L. Cox, Jim Todd. etc. etc.)

I know! It is amazing how many enemies we gain even when we are not mob affiliated!

I have so much to tell but it is so hard to figure out where to start. Let’s see. Well, I think that I will start with the most recent occurrence.


On October 4, 2016, I called the police once again because I was being violently attacked at home. The arriving officer was Corporal Grubbs and a guy who claimed to be a detective. I think it was my third or possibly the fourth time that I had called the police without them really doing anything and this was also the first time that an officer even bothered to show up. I told him blatantly that I have been illegally chipped and I want it out because I have grown weary of being tortured to death.

Now, as most Targeted Individuals know, our perpetrators play a hard game of mental illness in order to discredit a target’s story. You won’t have to guess what happened.

The officer assured me that I could get the chip removed that very day but this was after his claims that I was having a mental issue. As most of us know, there is nothing mental about what is happening to us.

Anyway, officer eventually extended his hand, from what he claimed, in what was suppose to be a micro chip and/or transmitter removal. He talked to my mother and father and gave them direction as to where to take me. He even said that the State would pay for it. (Wow, right?) It became obvious that he and my family had ill intent the entire time.

My mother and I rode all the way to Eden, NC per the officer’s direction just to find out that the State wouldn’t pay for it unless it was a Virginia hospital. So what did we do?

We drove to the Hospital in Martinsville, Virginia called Memorial Hospital of Martinsville.

As we walked into the emergency area and approached the window to check-in, my mother sat in the only chair that was in front of the window as if she were the patient. I knew something was up before we began the trip but when she sat there, the red flag became more apparent.

When the emergency room clerk asked us what we were there for, she said post-partum depression. You best believe that I was too through! So I corrected her mistake and told the clerk that I believe that I have been illegally chipped in my vagina and I want it removed. Right at the door my mother made it a ‘mental issue’.

As I lay there in the emergency room bed, a nurse came in and asked me if I would mind going to the behavioral unit. I had the feeling that they would pull something as crazy as that but because I knew that I was mentally stable from a previous voluntary behavioral unit visit in Danville Regional Medical Center (where I was chipped), I said,

“As long as you get this chip out of me, I won’t mind.” I should’ve said no but I went through it anyway. During my stay, I never received the CAT scan or MRI that I requested. They did, however, make it look as if they had done an x-ray of my vagina. Still, the nurse handling that test a few days later did it so fast that it didn’t seem believable. Did you know that they could come to room to your room to x-ray you now? I had no idea.

Anyway, my visit got more interesting from there. The next day I was what they called TDO’d which I found meant ‘Temporary Detainment or Detention Order’ that is a court order extending a patient’s stay. I could not believe it! These people stop at nothing!  See what happens when the State pays for something! The only reason I was there in the hospital was to get this thing out of me so that these people would leave me alone. Obviously, no one wanted to admit guilt.

Below are copies of the TDO that I received while in the Memorial Hospital of Martinsville.



Well, sorry, I have to go. More on this story later… And believe me it gets better.

Thanks for listening. God Bless.



10/24/18 Monday

Hi everyone, I know, this entry was a mess. Sorry I had to leave so suddenly whereas I could not finish telling the latest T. I. experience while in the hospital in Martinsville, Virginia. I am here now.

As I said before, my admittance into Memorial Hospital was not, on my apart, a reason to fix any type of mental condition. The officer that encouraged me to go to the hospital to begin with knew my issue. I wanted a chip/transmitter removal. You know now that that was not his plan.

While in the hospital on the second day, I received the above TDO which required an extended stay in the hospital. I was thrown! How desperate were they to discredit my story! As a requirement for being TDO’d, I was to attend to hearings within the hospital. The Judge residing went by the name Henry, I think.

During the first hearing, he brought out his tape recorder and got down to business. There were only about other people present who were, assumedly, also in the medical field. You can’t imagine how stupid I felt sitting there while these people set me up. The judge shot me down immediately after I told him my story and said that I was pretty much delusional and that there was no truth to my story. It made me angry because, for so-called ‘professionals’… they really weren’t.

I asked for an MRI, CAT scan, Polygraph, FMRI, and a Brain fingerprint so that I could prove to them that my story was, indeed, real and that I had no reason to lie about something so vicious. Needless to say, they did nothing. I never even received the MRI that I requested in which I knew would clear me.


Instead, I received the following diagnosis….


And the following are the prescriptions that I was ordered to take…



The medications prescribed were to be for my thyroid which nothing has ever been wrong be wrong with but the local gang members here seem to love wiring into and playing within my body. It is something another T. I. called physiosurgery if it is even relevant.


(Physiosurgery: It feels like someone is mutilating the inside of your body with a scalpel virtually. A T. I. can be all alone, minding their business, and all of a sudden, someone or something is moving around inside your body and you can feel it while it is cutting away inside you. But no one is there right? Talk about the miracles of satellite!)

The other medications were to somehow regulate my thoughts from what they said. All of this without a MRI. How quaint. My medical record is being destroyed because a bunch of terrorists want to continue to get away with something. How did I luck up?

Even the pelvic x-ray that they were to have supposedly done was off limits to me. According to the Keshavpa G. Reddy, MD, my so-called doctor,

“You don’t need to see it.”

Yes, folks. A doctor didn’t want me to see my own x-ray. Why? Did I possibly tell the truth? Would it be the end of their world if they did they same? Probably. Or maybe they made it look like they did it, but didn’t after all.

As to the second hearing a few days before I was discharged, the Judge sat across from me very smug like and tried to hide a sheet of paper from my view. I still wonder to this day what exactly was he was hiding. Was it another TDO maybe? Or was it something worse? They don’t test like there suppose to anyway so what would be the point? Am I suppose to allow them to continue to harass and violate me without a shred of evidence to show that they are right in their diagnosis? Why would I do that? I missed the memo when they said that we had to voluntarily become their doormat.

I wish you could have seen the look on the Judges face when one of his assistants announced that there was nothing on my medical record that stated that I was not an endanger to myself or others that would give them reason to hold me further.

He screamed to the woman giving the, obviously, uncomfortable truth… ” There’s nothing!” Boy did I want to laugh. How is it that I arrived from such a quiet, comfortable life to a world of constant baiting and frames? I may never know but what they say is definitely true. “Haters everywhere we go.” So many of them hate it that I have not been and am not like any of them.

You probably can guess that I was relieved when he told me that I could go home.  I was discharged on the following Tuesday, October 11, 2016.

It is still hard to believe that I have been arrested twice previously for the same the same thing and I was not doing ‘anything’ to ‘anybody’. My own mother helped set me up and she obviously had helped.  They are tearing my record up with so many falsifications to be ridiculous! Why me Lord, why me!

Anyway, I am also still being tortured daily and nightly with  back to back projectiles and laser shots to my face that hurt like Hades. I still can’t understand why anyone would do so much to me. I guess these people still don’t understand that I am not them. I was not raised in the mob and nor did I want to live that way either. I am not their prostitute and nor do I care to be. They have no rights to my body even they it seems that they think they do. Nor am I Communist. I couldn’t be that evil.

Thanks for listening. And May God Bless You And Yours.



And if ever a T. I needs some encouragement, know that I an rooting for you all so that we may all finally be free.