All Relatives in Collusion, Plan on Calling the Police and Ambulances Fradulently, then Chaining Me to my bed until I do the "Will of the Family".

Please take good aim. No one has my keys. I have disowned and estranged all of them, they have no business being near me.

For about 24 hours, nothing but audible messaging of belligerence from relatives of my mother's, in laws as well. Here's what was said:

Lilli Cavallo, unknown location.
                      Known presence in following zones: Aversa, Trentola, at a nonexistent Via Dante 1,    San Marcellino, at Via Conte; all in Caserta, Italy; Malgrat De Mar, by Barcellona, Spain; Amsterdam, Netherlands; Florida; Waterbury, Connecticut:

" I don't recognize your new name. I'll arranged to have your sternum removed and a flap built over your heart so I can eat it, and drink away everything that is yours";

Known as a Nazi nuclear terrorist by family members, associated with Casal Di Principe Camorra , a Sandokan, and Alessandra Mussolini as well;

Emilia De Cristofaro Maffei, my mother, who lives on the first floor of our house. We pooled inherited money to buy real estate. She owes me for a depleted trust fund, the sale of a family apartment in Napoli, in Via Epomeo, and our family house, in Bayside Hills, which she just sold. No money is to ever go to any family member and I will administer everything once my mother dies. No need to apply, really, and continue to destroy my credit, and bank accounts,  see what it gets you.

Contact she used to embezzle money from me: Melinda Di Matteo, Emma Fasano, Patrizia Sammartino, Antonello Florio, Gigi Di Chiara, Sandokan, and the rest of her family in Italy and elsewhere;

In New York City: O' Rourke, including Janelle. The first was the lawyer who supposedly my father left his will with. The story is conflictual, since my father had not been to the States in years, and my mother claimed that about a year or so before he died, he had changed his will, Leon, Allen, an O'Rourke friend, along with the 111, Queens, the Precinct by 68th and Lexington, and the one in Long Island City by the 7 train stop, George Bush;

What was said by her, among much else:

" Figlia mia (my child) I'm revenging myself of you with my whole family."

What she has done lately?
Harm me economically, physically, harass me continuously, have her friend Filippa Gaetta, another fascist, harass and stalk me, stalk me with Adimiketakis, a noted Greek Nazi terrorist wanted for extradiction in Greece, operating as a Real Estate agent with no license supposedly forReMax, try to harass me into prostitution, try to have me murdered, falsely arrest me, arrange with 111, Queens to defraud Medicare and Medicaid, notably with a Famiglietti, harass me with Filippa Gaetta if she thinks I'm having sex, also to look in, wanting me to have sex with Frank Marzella, an in law of hers. My mother has never abused me sexually, so I don't know where this variant comes from;

On my finding a broken piece of dishware in my bedroom, after I had removed all the pieces and disposed of them in the trash:

"I'll put it in your eye until it's infected" or, as she said, "infettato",in Italianate;

As I do art work at 3:15AM, somehow George Bush knows and says, addressing my mother directly as his slave, Alabama style, by her first name:

"Emilia, do you approve what she's doing? No? Then leave her to me."

Placed an old toilet brush on the garage countertop we use for plants for a third party who wanted to say they would insert it in my mouth;

Two days past, had me stalked in the supermarket by thugs claiming they would "beat me up" for her;

Frank Marzella, from Patterson,New Jersey, and living,allegedly, at 187 Hickory Hill Drive, Waterbury Connecticut, married to her sister, Olimpia, apparently a Father Knows Best Homer Simpson type, leaving cutesy messages on answering machines such as "Frank and Olimpia are not home right now, leave a message!". A Cavallo contact as well .His youngest son is connected both to White Supremacy, crime, and  an Asian who drives to Flushing, from Connecticut, to shop. For that matter, he declared himself a chemist without a college degree, his daughter Sandra (not a family name) a pediatrician with a claim to nonexistent hospital access rights to a Connecticut hospital, Middlesex, responsible for adopting adolescents, and openly claiming to have done so with nonexistent legislative proceedings, and, for what's heard, and said, having sex with his offspring, mostly because who the hell would have sex with a repugnant, vile, piece of refuse like him. He knows I'm writing this, and conveys the message, You publish this, you're on, rape, of course being the outcome.

Melted photo contact sheets, melted film, stolen photos, two rusted paperclips, paper glued together:

Lilli Cavallo, promising to give me tetanus just for being an artist; she also breaks in,no sign of forced entry, to wash my floor with dog shit because that's what "the family" wants me "to eat, in a brothel, for about a week, (...) then you graduate"

the life of a nuclear Nazi must be thankless

Frank Marzella shouting "Oy vey" to "hunt"Jews;

Frank Marzella clearing some major points on how I can gain acceptantance from him and his family members because he needs to get closer:

1) They approve only of womanly thoughts;

2) I cannot think of art, it's too manly;

3) I can now withstand interrogation from the police if I don't reply to every piece of nonsense he throws my way;
My mother, in support, states that soon, soon, she'll have me arrested by "hers";

4) They want to be involved in everything in my life;

5) I can be a whore for their ring;

6) I am insane;

7) They arranged for an entire  bag of circular chest hair originating from Elan Portnoy, stored by and at 28, who also breaks in to steal my garbage bags because I pack according to the rules, so she can drop it, bits of dust, and other longish hair, on my floor, during breakins, no sign of forced entry;

8) Put your comb on the bottom shelf of your mirror cabinet!

9) Let Lucia Leon and Greg Allen continue to damage your apartment;

    -No one has the keys to said, but me-

10) I need to wear white underwear to please him and his family;

11) I need to give up writing to marry him, a good man needs a whore in bed;

12) Gave reverse Jew horns to my wooden bed frame because I refused to have a Savoia to sleep in it. The latter had simply introduced himself to me not as nobility, but as a friend, discovered  a posteriori as heroin and whore pimping addled, musical group manager Antonello Florio, from Napoli, who still owes me more than one hundred borrowed dollars and was introduced to me by a knitting, elementary tweed skirt wearing old school acquaintance;

As I intimate repairing or cleaning it, he starts shouting I'm destroying his work;

13) He is consciously aware that this badgering is cruel and inhuman punishment, which I deserve, until I become one of them, like a domesticated donkey, beaten into ?

14) Has, as an ambition, unknown if his highest, to be recognized as a temible terrorist. In Big Ben chimes 37/39, incorrectly numbered by -2, since 2010, no sign of a fine on the horizon, past, present or future, due to their 111, Queens whore and panty sniffing and stealing even from other people's laundry bags cover, with the occasional Alessandra Mussolini spy, sharing with the rest of us that it is an ambition common to her, them, as well. Her husband, a handy man who repairs walls with cartboard boxes painted in white and removes our roof tiles to corner a replacement job in who knows what, rapes young male children orally while discussing, in a rage, how he wants to destroy the United States, with his windows wide open, and me tinkering in the garden ,directly siding his driveway;

15) He wants my card cut up and wants to be paid by me for him to handle my finances;

16) Hides at 41,with a job to do in the neighborhood, if he can get to me. Yesterday for Garnett also liquors at 68th and Lexington where they lock up graduating classes at Hunter College, CUNY, one block from the Precinct swearing that Lega spies from the nearby Italian consulate and Spanish and Italian cultural institutes are actually detectives. That's two houses northeast, 37/39 being the stucco manor born in wishful or nostalgic Bavarian with two entrances;

17)  Kira Jolliffe, feeling left out, announces her connection to these Nazifascist terrorists, by way of children as delicacies for cannibalism circles her friends and she organize in Cambodia, her British Royalty parties, and is recognized as a presence in my mother's life by none other than my mother herself. In my life, she was attached to a friend of Greg Allen, who she claimed had a relationship with the CIA, spying being a matter to be dropped as a casual conversation piece in a gossip session about sexual habits, how she attended said parties, and I didn't, and more nonsense that sent me fast asleep thinking, who needs sedatives? Allen was connected to Arline Lasberg, who was connected to Chris Cush, who was connected to Elan Portnoy, who was connected to Peter Zaremba and Marilla Palmer, who were connected to Carol Anastasia, Paul Polivko, and Maria Leon,who were connected to an NME article discussing the Fleshtones as a fun band to go see, this back in the early  '80s;

Miss Jolliffee also tried to order me as a whore me to a waitress who did not reply or look at her, at a dinner in a Polish restaurant with a red white and black sign West on 2nd, I think, during which I was not addressed once in conversation and still found the talk Nembutal; Her father is a cartoonist of severed dick, built a glass bathroom facing a park, as esquire declared Kira the prettiest placed at 24 in a list while she made it obvious that Garnett thought her Cheap Date her project, and thrift shops only for the rich. These days she advertises on the Internet as a psychologist the better to rip off Medicare and Medicaid into disappearance with, while ruining the brave souls who believe her, all for the British crown, in an effort to privatize their spying  the United States, so that the United States foots the bill, in a push for discretion;

Social Registry Entry:

Jolliffe gave me a Provencal lavender coat with a white rabbit fur as a collar and vintage sleeves a bit too New Jersey Army short, posing as  a Christmas gift from a friend. After that  Bay Garnett introduced herself. She derives from a confederate family murdering gay and 1850+ immigrant by the Bowery and Houston, expanding in Paris, and Europe, overall,  during the 20's with the wealthy and aristocrats arranging false arrests by hiring to fire and shootouts in circus tents. I had to endure a cafe' entablature of Garnett, standing as Christ in Leonardo's Last Supper,  dangling her knowing a Pillsbury heir as a participle appetizingly alluring a hint of absolutely nothing, which explains why she also said nothing, in a Method Actor push for a vacuous state, about a consequent half hour.

17) Frank Marzella contacted Elan Portnoy to wet nurse a royal knock up in me in my sleep, connected to my menstrual flow to remind me of my abject state as a woman in this post feminist century. I aborted, at none other than Planned parenthood- what could they stop?- and currently, Mr.Portnoy is nursing triplets with a female partner also for Amgen, somewhere in an Indiana called Saint Luis, much like Sandra Marzella's constant anxiety provoking Auntie Em tape loop, churned into better butter by repetition, one two three, testing, testing...

18) Olimpia De Cristofaro, married to the Patterson Marzella, living in exile in another factory town, but in Connecticut, promises not to let up in the propopolis injections at night to blame the FBI, and give me a stunned, numbing  state  to experience in their dreams, while they manufacture holes in my upper mouth, gum area, and much more, now that they've heard the words Connecticut State College, and intarsia, following up their need to connect to wherewithal that does not wherewithal, thinks that not only will she turn me into a shawled bigot, by exerting an emotional state, not my own, in my general direction, and not as an intimation, but warns me that they and their friends will not let up the noise, stalking, spying and abducting for torture and more fun for everyone to enjoy, until I do her son's will, and will, by gumbo, tie me to my bed until I do.

Oh, not mine Democratic nations, we're in for a long, long eternal  haul. And Sparky, strap on the seatbelt, the lull's ahead of the getting back.