TORTURA

I dreamt that I saw a man lying on an arm chairs with with his feet up, and relaxed in the American way, and his small son, wandering around, half naked, wanting to kiss his feet.

Was it my brother?

Good on you, brother. You managed once again to ruin my deal with my purchaser.

Was it the Greek Chartered account and his small child whom he had with some kind of whore that now left him... everybody leaves him...

and he goes around saying that it is mine... hence getting pities by the little ladies... a woman who leave a child... she has to be crazy...

ONLY I DO NOT HAVE CHILDREN AND I NEVER EVER HAD SEX WITH A MAN... EAT YOUR GUTS OUT DEMON...

My purchaser said on Saturday, "are you still dealing with the agent?" I said "No. It is a private deal, although he introduced you to me therefore he will get the commission."

They had made a firm offer, I had accepted. We both accepted it, but on Saturday, they had to think ...

He said "He rang us this morning..."

"Yes.

"Yes. I knew he would ring..."I said.

"Tutti al mare..." said the Greek Chartered Accountant ... the Saturday morning that, although I had told the salesman to cancel the ads on the internet and on the Sydney Morning Herald, he kept them on, and not only, there was an actual opening for inspection..."

When I read the paper, at about 10am, I rang him up, and he said "I told you I couldn`t cancel...you always change your mind... you should look at yourself a bit more closely...I don`t know how do deal with you...",

I had rang him on Thursday morning, when I realised what happened on Wednesday, and told him to cancel all the advertising which he had set for Friday and Saturday.

But because the Greek man told him "The ad will go on..."

He made it go on.

So on Saturday I had about 24 people turning in front of my unit and asking me when the big sacrifice was going to happen... when was the auction...

I said "there is no auction...

I am the owner...

who wants to see the unit need to see it only through me."

Some of them left their telephone number, some ran away as fast as they could...

When I rang back, I realised that nobody actually was interested to see the unit any longer...

they only wanted the agent... who had promised them a cheap buy...

because he had been told by the Greek Chartered Accountant to do so. The Greek Chartered Accountant, a practically nobody to me, is actually dictacting over my properties.

BUT THE POLICE RECKONS IT IS ALL RIGHT. THERE IS NO REAL CRIME.
But one person was interested... he had seen it... and he wanted to see it during the day time...

in the interim he was interested to find out if I accepted his offer...I said "Yes, but

Wait until you see it agan... we shall talk after..."

But when they saw it again... they had to think... may be they had to analyse the words that the salesman told them...

Words such as... "Her brother is trying to trap her again into the nut house to be euthanised, because of what she did when she was less than 6years old...

Her sister in law and her nephew are disheveled because the Greek Chartered accountant is keeping them under siege accompanied by a liquidator, because the Greek wants her, and she has to say "yes" to him, otherwise they will be sent into liquidation...

the work they are doing is not accounted for anything, the liquidator and the Greek chartered accountant and terrino dear chartered accountant are all making sure that they will not get paid for the work done, so they will find themselves in trouble, unless they do what they say...

what the the master LIQUIDATOR has decreed and the priests and the department of school of education capeggiati da waplino dear ....and the principal and the lead teacher ...and waplino dear

the man who didn`t have enough from his wife and ...

Words such as... "Because she is not doing anything wrong, but just working and wanting to work, because of that they have to trick her, that is why we are involving the bosses so that they can organise a rendez vous where she can have a choice,

Make love there and then with the Greek Stooge and marry him there and then, or, a couple of psychiatrists will be waiting for her at the door step to lock her up again...

they have to trick her into the psychiatrists`s hand, as she was tricked the first time around by the police..."

Words may be such as ..."the Greek says that she has a little boy wandering around and it is his...and we all want to believe him, because we are scared of him, he knows a liquidator and they are both acting together,
The salesman last night rang, very coincidentally, when my brother arrived at my place, to show that he is not the one who tracks my phone calls, (as if hasn`t organised a taperecorder somewhere...) but the Greek man is.

Of course the Greek man wants to deviate this thought as well, to show that it is only in my mind...

He said in my dream, a few night ago

"I took you out of the nut house so that you could learn the way to my house..." Sorry I am thick, I still haven`t learned it.

So now he has to put me back there because without medication I just am not capable to learn the way to his house....

I said to the salesman, "I realised you left your number..." he stopped me and said "yes i did... I spoke to your brother..."

He didn`t leave the message because the answering machine was off.

He didn`t speak to my brother, because my mother and my brother said that the telephone rang but they didn`t pick it up thinking there was the answering machine.

I got the telephone number by dialing *10#, and so I realised that the salesman had talked to my brother, but it was my brother Tony dear, who in case I do not answer he answers the telephone from his side...

Now I can see where my perspective clients go... I do the marketing but my line is answered firstly by the Chartered Accountant, then by my brother Tony dear, and if they think it is okay, they will let the phone ring at my house.

The salesman was very nice... I could almost believe him...

so I told him the story of what happened to me in the last few days,

I mean how the Greek stooge had lost for me another two jobs and how in order to do so he invited the small businesses that I was working or was about to start to work, to do something illegal and then to pass the buck on me.

Only I was clever enough and accountant enough to understand and to advise the client, orally and in writing or the big blunder.

I also rang the Australian Taxation Office, without mentioning names, to assure myself that an illegality was being made, and my so client, now ex client, wanted so terribly to believe in their accountant who kept on saying that there is nothing wrong in drawing wages for the owner of a small registered business and thus preparing Group Certificates for the person, and it was actually so right that she was doing it for herself as well, and all this was said to the client, in order to make my so called client believe and force me to draw wages on the owner of the small business...

I did, and sent the reports, for three months, but the next day I wanted to rectify the error, illegal error, but my client didn`t want to, because she was told by her accountant who in turn had been instructed by the GREEK STOOGE CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT, OR BY THE LIQUIDATOR CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT, OR BY TERRINO DEAR CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT ...

not to worry and proceed in the way they instructed her.

She is just a young girl who doesn`t know a thing about accounting or bookkeeping yet she said that she can`t speak to the owner because he was far too busy to talk about silly things like this...

I did company law and company accounting not long ago, which were two subjects towards the POST GRADUATE ACCOUNTING DEGREE, ...

but my words were not good enough...

once again Sydney wants to believe in the GREEK CHARTERED ACCOUNTANT...

NOW that small business could be in big serious trouble, but they don`t want to listen to me...

My brother didn`t want to listen to my advise and engaged accountants and solicitors to look after his business, and now the accountants and solicitors have him under siege... in a way that he has to sell his sister, brother and mother in order to get out... because he actually thinks that after he kills his sister, mother and brother, he is actually going to be free and in peace...

He thinks...

All the small business who I worked for and I brought their work up to date, until the day they decided to give it to someone else because the Greek Chartered accountant or the liquidator, or the Church, or terrino Chartered accountant, or waplino teacherino, or the principal... and so on and so on, had decreed so...

are all now in the hands of all these people that they consider them their benefectors, but who are instead woolves ready to jump and kill whoever is on their way if things don`t run according to the way they planned.

I do not think you have read what the still living tongue of Saint Anthony said once upon a time...

The demon first entices, and makes you laugh, and giggle... but when he has you in his trap, he kills you...

AU REVOIR... GO AND PREPARE THE ROOM FOR SOMEBODY ELSE NOW, FOR I WON`T BE THERE...

to you too demolition dear

and liquidator how are your S524 this days, when I first came there, you told me you were in a mess in that section because you had a girl who was a nut and managed to drive you nuts yourself with those section 524 which never went on time, and never were done correctly.

They I was though how to do them, and when I learned you decided that it was time to start liquidating me, hence the big show of Jonnino dear who was telling me that I am not all right in my head that is because I had realised all the meetings that you had been keeping in order to see how to rob me from my two apartments and in order to find out all about my family, through my tax file number, through the two sicilians who work there with you, and by employing a social worker sent by the Greek Chartered Accountant and who was wearing a super mini that when she sat showed all her long tall beautifull white legs...

When I first started you gave me a chair stained with blood to sit on, but i changed it because I do not fancy stained chairs, and the chair that I was sitting on was broken and about to collapse, but you never did anything about it.

I guess it was put away when michelino fell and the chair collapsed under his bottom.

When dear Michelle came she wrote you a letter telling you about that chair beside charging you an exhorbitant price in which she was describing how she taught me things that I had already learned, and in which she was describing how she fixed problems in your system after she had been for hours, and hours talking to solution 6 EXPERTS, ...

if she was such an expert why did she have to speak for hours to anybody else......

she was paid profumatly, it must have been because she was showing all of you her breasts and legs...

but you kept meetings and meetings by exploiting my sexuality...

I felt naked every time I was there...

you are such pigs...

Liquidator, stop bugging my brother and my nephew, stop bugging me...

had enough...

as for the Greek stooge tell him to keep on mast....ing himself...

you never know, may be one day he will wake up 'MAD'.

He is already saying junk, believe me he is already "mad".

Tell your blondie social worker to go and sing "the sedi the cleaning lady for herself" for I will never be a cleaning lady...

My Jesus will never want me to be what I do not want to be. And he knows that I do not want to be a cleaner, I never was, and neither I will ever be. My Jesus will see into that. He gave sky and earth, mother and father and wonderful brothers until you put them under siege. He will see that all is going to be rectified. And you will be looking as a THIEF AND AS the DEMON`S ADVOCATE.

SO KEEP ON THE WROTTEN AND MARCIA STRADA

AND

END UP IN HELL.

The meeting was all shush shush, ... the choir singing angels do not want to be heard....

But I hear that God has good ears...and he heard ..."

she is trying to clean up..." "You are trying are trying to clean up... that is to clean me up of my money and my properties and make me look as a raskal..., well, it has been since 1996 that you have been trying to do it...

keep at it... one day may be you will succeed...

YOU SWEET LITTLE ANGELS...

ONCE upon a time there was a man who came to my house, he said "I don`t know what to do, my wife doesn`t want me anymore..."

that man after two weeks shot himself in front of the Crucifix in the grounds of a certain church.

I guess God must have told him, "Shoot yourselve in front of me, so that they can come and clean up the mess that they have created. You are now a zombie, you are useless for life..."

that man was driven to crazyness by his own family, and church and surroundings, I still can hear his words in my ears "my wife doesn`t want me anylonger..."