The one hundred and fifty doll

The hundred and fifty dollars.

I was waiting at the bus stop for my bus,,,it was a really really windy day. I was standing in front of the newly opened ice cream stand, eating an ice cream I did not want, but this was the third business to be there and I wanted this one  to succeed. 

So on this windy windy day I see this flutter out of the corner of my eye,,and I have no idea what it is, so I investigate. I think it is a dollar bill and I look closer and it is a fifty dollar bill. Well my eyes bug out of my head..wowwwwww

So I stand there after shoving it in my pocket and I'm eating my ice cream kinda happy at my mothers day find, a gift from the wind god and I see another flutter and look and think it's a 20 dollar bill , I go over pick it up and it's a 100 dollar bill and I'm like wow,,, the wind and mother's day gods are really thinking of me.

 I'm eating my ice cream and waiting for my bus and I'm all alone except for the ice cream shop and their kinda locked up.  

I'm waiting and waiting and eating this ice cream I did not want but bought hoping it helps this shop succeed when this guy came walking down the street and he's looking and looking and looking. 

He's all over the place looking. I never say a word to him and he never says a word to me. He never asks me anything. I would of given it to him if he had asked me, but he was silent and so was I. 

 Then after a little while another guy joins him and they go looking and looking and walk down the street.  Now what they don't know is before they got there , there were other people there who could of taken this money. 

Finally my bus comes and I get on, now I have planned wisely for the birthday party for my grandson, I had my own shopping money, so this money meant nothing to me.

I do my shopping and used the 50, for some reason. 

I go home,,later the next night  I'm in my apt. doing something and I am being questioned about this money, and I never denied it, but I never admitted it either, I believe in , FINDERS KEEPERS,,LOSERS WEEPERS  and I feel many people are very careless with money and when I am mind controlled my money can go real easy. I have seen it happen many times. They set me up and I believe this was the same.

Just some bullshit scenario to beat the shit out of me. See The Petition Post. Evidently the kids had reported the money as gone to the police. They lost it, and if anyone turns it in, it belongs to them.

Yesterday my daughter took me shopping for the rest of my grandson's birthday.  On the way home we drove by the Peabody Police Dept. and I was pulsed real hard and real precise. It hit me squarely in the lungs, just a small ball of acoustics or EMP, whatever it was, it was  like being punched in the lungs with a golf ball. Only no one knew it but me..**
(This money thing is a set up for something going on, planned for the future,, they always do that.  Something will come up and you can't do something because of some thing they did to you that would not allow it. Some where down the line the want to call me or record it that I'm a thief. Well I guess if this is it well then I am,  but I did not steal this money. Nope. Sorry. no thief,,opportunistic maybe but not a thief. And before all this harassment and hate walked into my life, I would handed it to him. but I hate you all.

Forcing one into a mental institution will put a major damper on your life and what you want to do with it. They do that,, label you. Fuck you assholes.

A reminder that they knew and believed I had the money. Which I never denied.) 

**I could not talk, breath or gasp for about 5 minutes if not longer.  This is police work, and this is what high tech devices can do to you and ever since this started my harassment has gotten worse. It was bad before, but now it is off the charts. They are hitting my legs,,I walk like and old old person , so when I die it can be said I was old.. but I was always in good shape, I even try to now to exercise often, not every day like I want to, because I get to exhausted from lack of sleep and harassment.  Oh, yeah David Diachision's son is home,,from college? and the harassment, the pulsing that burns, began with him..So it intensifies again,,one other thing, they stole from me, much, they destroyed much, they harmed my health and went after my family. If I can piss them off by doing harm to them, I'm glad. They deserve it. I will try to submit my court case this week.. We shall see more on this later. 

I mean beams of energy that is so hot it will peel your skin off, and vibrate you into a coma. I am so sick from this, but you know, I don't give a shit, I hate these fuckers more than anything and these young men should of kept this money deep in their pocket, evidently they did not.   I believe in chump change too, a few bucks in one pocket and the rest of your money in the other. So you do not lose a great deal if it slips out of your pocket or you are robbed. The nuns who worked in the ghetto knew about chump change.

So this is the new age police work, they are going to force me using high tech devices to return what I found. So be it. I think the two guys should learn an expensive lesson. I will give the money back because I am being forced to, not because they deserve it , or because I want to, but because I am being hurt so severely from these weapons. There was a time when I would of immediately returned the money, but not now,,, if I can hurt or harm anyone who is part of this system, who uses this system against me. I wish them all the harm in the world. I wish them poverty such as I suffered. Homelessness. You name it I have no love for my fellow man, not anymore, I wish you death,destruction and hate, because that is all I have gotten from you and WHAT GOES AROUND COMES AROUND and this is what you have taught me, I knew nothing like this in my life nor treated anyone like this in my whole life, this was stranger to me. This whole thing is a set up. To beat me down, to bring me closer to death, this is what is in your future. I am a modell. Read past post on modell.

 My whole persona has changed because of this harassment, HATE  does walk within my personality like a festering sore and I will give it to whomever I can in any way I can. When my grandson's arm was broken and that was a set up as well, Well that was the cherry on the cake. I wish you all hell. I wish there was a hell for I would wish you all in it and be glad to put you there, as it has been said. "To forgive is up to god, my job is to arrange the meeting",,, Denzel Washington In "Man on Fire",, great movie. I paraphrase,,my apologies.

Last night, I was out in the yard and Matt Gauthier a past perp blasted me, through the fence and took off at high speed in his black pick up truck, before I could get out the gate to see who it was. The kids who were talking to him , told me  who it was, they have grown up with him, I went over to his house and took a picture of his black truck and his house and I hope his neighbors tell him what I did, my bedroom is a straight shot from his back window. This is all part of the same thing , Matt has been hitting me for a long time, he just has to drive by, not even out of his way. I recognized the truck.  

As I came around the dirt road,,Jeffrey Schetromph, was taking some stuff into his house and I felt a beam of energy from what he was carrying which was indistinguishable . I wonder what he had in his hand, he knew I was there , he did not turn, nor acknowledge me, nor I him, but he did see me as I came around the corner of his fence.
 I have not been directly hit from him, like I saw his father do. He's hit me in the face as he drove-by me up the street. He is a brave old fucker, but if I am outside he goes in the house. He runs from me. He had his knees replaced he's gonna live till he's 100, sponging off the system, he can well afford to have someone come in to make his meals instead he gets meals on wheels..
I don't think he should,, he can afford other means, but he sponges off the poor,,for was this not meant for poor elederly?

He hurried in the house and I have long thought he has been responsible for some of this, he works for the feds so he is aware of this shit. They all are. So that is what happened to me. Ever since then I have been beaten real hard and feel real sick, but this is just a continuation of what my life has been like, they set up scenarios I react they way I am programmed and then they slam me, bring me closer and weaker to death.
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