Thursday, November 07, 2013

Break ins, no sign of forced entry occurring lately:

Jon Stewart, Ellen Hinds, 111 Precinct, Queens: Revlon fire proof ceramic hair dryer substituted,less ceramic, and Helen of troy in side, with orange Nazi color, associated with genocidal attacks in Italy on Italians, whose slaughters are covered in the US by the director,who I found on my same bus line, so that, in democratic circles, people like van der Hovel,Steinem, and the 99 Posse in Naples, where NSA has a base, can say that I'm their spy,while from Strummernews, Tammi Petersen can claim I'm Jewish,interested in Joe Strummer,interested in the Red Brogades,so that both Johnson,CIA and the asshole related to Faustino Quintanilla, and an interest in the Italian Cultural institute, and Syria,including marketing chemical weapons to target people like me,can say, through psychological torture via Gustav Line aficionado Saint Nicholas here, that I can't read without being properly supervised, and that only they can determine what I wear, not my "buying power".
Also: my food needs to be poisoned, as is reflected by price gouging and raisins with sulfites added by people involved with my mother and her family, so that my mother can cook andpoison me at her own will. These include Maria Leon, Gonzales with his base at Queens College, Art department and his contact with Gambino, who abducted me to Queensboro Plaza on Saturday and Sunday, when there were no posters announcing track work on the 7 line, but the trains were all express, and where I was made a "nigger" along with the Irish, by staff and a Linda Evangelista contact at a cafe' and a bar, and at a Fiat Vespa dealership,where I was welcomes by Evangelista by a here she is, with my reply, Oh, I am? Seems like someone is spreading photos of me, wait until I find out who it is" and leaving.

Stewart and Maria Leon have knocked the menstrual cycle out of me because they want to use my uterus to hold their child, whether I like it or not. 99 Posse thinks this is alright because for them I'm a beggar. That should help, they reason.

Clothes recently bought at thrifts, both synagogue and Salvation Army, have been substituted with more sleazily understandable wear, under Calvin Klein, filled with holes and one patch up knot, by Marilla Palmer Zaremba, who believes my apartment is hers.

Found a pubic hair and yellow brown stains on a scarf, folded in a drawer,  recently bought, and more in underwear, two dots by the anal area;

Lilli Cavallo, an estranged relative,  has a hand in dupe manufacture in the Trentola-Amsterdam-Napoli area;
the Nazi coverups by the NSA director, only to cover a fascist Borghese Savoia arrangement requested by my mother not to give me my share of the sale of family real estate, from the '70's, on, worth only about two or so million, led to their trying to have me executed in a Nazi factory job, at Italsider, a nearby foundry, where my uncle, also estranged, Umberto  Capulli, worked as a fascist, and my aunt, estranged as well, has Christian Democrat contacts to house for awhile democratically inclined students, then send through them out, to send them to die in a nazifascist situation. Gaetana De Cristofaro Capulli was known to me as a gym teacher, high school, in Italy, and at and because of this filth, who knows if she was. Another relative of theirs, Sandra Marzella, claimed to me to be a pediatrician in Connecticut, when the hospital supposedly  connected to her, does not show any ties with same.

Relatives or people obsessing with artist Yayoi Kusama have been throwing me out of 99 c stores,lately by claiming I steal, claiming they know me, and saying that I get what I deserve for looking so good on so little.

Also associated with a Hapsburg fascist infiltration at New School, and the Kusama team, I've been followed by homophobe torturers responsible for the blinding and sectioning bit by bit of his hand, then arm, in a glove fashion,while alive, for cannibalistic intent, through infiltrations in the CIA, speaking communism, and Che!  in cells everywhere around me trying to frighten civilians taking the bus,so they can follow suit, and provide a meal for the countryless.

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