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I'm being accused of being a liar. If this were true, then I would anticipate accolades. Seriously. I'd be the best liar ever. Second to none. For the better part of two decades I would have had to craft detailed, explicit and consistent untruths in such a manner that they are untouchable. A web 🕸️ so perfect that the greatest minds on the planet would not be able to find fault. Such skill. Mastery. This would not be just natural talent. It would need to be developed over many many years, perfected after many smaller successes. A trail of lies peppering my history, stretching back into my youth. And with such skill; my God, the opportunities! Stephen King wouldn't hold a candle. Hollywood, blockbuster scripts, I'd be wealthy beyond the dreams of 99.9% of humanity. And that's if I went legit. But yet I became a scientist, questing for truth while incurring significant debt. And then a programmer, where "lies" cause program crashes. Not a bad living, but no...

From February 27th 2022. Within hours the heaviest rains in decades hit Southern Queensland/Northern NSW. And the gang stalking resumed.                                                            My last instances of gang stalking occurred nearly two years ago. It has taken me this long to recover. Click my picture to see my past posts for details. I am not under any illusions that this was some sort of mercy or loss of interest. And it certainly was no delusion on my part. No, in ending my torture the intent was to increase my torture.  What I know has the potential to fix every problem facing humanity today. The gang stalking sidelined me for nearly two decades, giving the rich powerful psychopaths in charge the time needed to move their pieces to positions they now deem untouchable.  We're seeing that happen now, with the rise...