27/7/2002
TORTURA 29
Today is my mother`s birthday, but the feast is going to be celebrated tomorrow, with all the family sitting on the sofa, laughing, joking and most of all smiling, SMILING, SMILING, SMILING...
SMILING, because they found the buyer for my unit and tomorrow they are going to attack me again by the neck... and this time they planned it right...
Their witches have been at work...
I have a great cold...
therefore I can`t yell, no voice in remaining in me...
My mother is very feeble...
she has been like this for two weeks now...
since the dream I had...
when I heard the Greek man...
her mother will die soon...
I still remember quite vividly that day when my brother attacked me by my neck and my sister in law was holding me down...
and then the door bell rang, and my brother frightned release me, and I quickly got up and ran outside yelling...
my brother is trying to kill me
my brother is trying to kill me...
and all of them, my brother and my sister in law followed me up the street, and cooled me down...
and I stupidly believed that it was all a huge mistake...
I still remember... my other brother... not doing a thing about it...
and I still remember... My mother trembling and looking like a corpse
but incapable of doing anything about it...
THERE WAS NO MISTAKE...
the Greek sent my brother to force me down and my brother did it...
28/7/02
Today of all days, the big feast has been planned, with ravioli and all...
The Greek buyer with a wife called Lily, after I shown him the unit, he said "What I want is the title deeds"
and I answered "What I want is my money to pay my loan", if you can`t buy without solicitors meaning with a private conveyancing, you cannot buy my unit... for this is mine... and nobody elses...
... He looked at me...
I knew then that
He was a Greek man and not bulgarian at all as his LILY wife said...
"what about the contract?" he said.
No contract.
Give me your price. If I accept, I will ask you to go and do the necessary searches... I do not care if you want to be helped by a conveyancer...
but when you finish doing your searches...
if you are satisfied... completely satisfied that you are buying a good title, you will come back to me...
we will go to the bank, you put the money in my bank account if the Bank says that that is good money, I will authorise them to give you the title deeds...for I will give the title deeds only in exchange of proved real money in my bank account...
not my brother`s bank account, or some liquidator`s bank account, or some church bank account...
this is my money...and by the way... if my brother... wants to believe ... of if the church want to believe... of if lebanese, greek, indians... liquidators... want to believe that I am a whore and even if I were a WHORE... you still have no right to rob my unit ... none of you... my money has been sweated my me, myself and I... and none of you have the RIGHT TO ROB ME ...
so brother go and put the big huge stupid erected sausage within somebody elses sandwich...
for I am not FOR SALE...
No. Tony. Today you are not going to kill my mother in front of me and the whole wide family while you attack me again...
for I won`t be here for you to attack me...
you are pushing me out of the house that my father made me the EXECUTRIX so readily that makes me too sick to even think about...
So Tony who rang my friend yesterday... to tell her a few disgusting things about me... The Greek... the Church... you... your wife...
NOBODY KNOWS ANYTHING...
Every body who has hurt me so far... has been badly hurt in turn and exactly with what they wanted to hurt me...
although I am not pleased about this, I have to say that I feel revenged.
So Tony and compagnia bella... keep at it... but while you keep at it...
know
that there is a bigger judge than you all...
and if He says that
that I was born free to choose
then I will be to choose...
and if he says in his commandaments
"DO NOT STEAL"
THAN
you should not steal...
and if you do
you will have to pay for it..
and if he says
in his commandaments
"DO NOT COMMIT ADULTERY"
it shouldn`t be done...
or you will pay for it...
With your WITCHERY you all may have taken my voice away from me...
but hasn`t God given me a
BIGGER VOICE SO THAT I COULD YELL AROUND WHAT YOU ARE DOING...
With your silent games, shush, shush, nobody knows,
you may have taken away my hearing from me...
but hasn`t God given me ears to hear every thing you say...
MEDIEVAL PEOPLE WHO THINK THAT YOU HAVE TO PUNISH ME... why haven`t you ever asked me for explanation... why haven`t you even said what I did wrong... WHY HAVEN`T YOU EVEN COME INTO THE LIGHT AND DEAL ONLY WITH MEETING KEPT IN THE DARK...
GREEK BULGARIAN MAN, WITH A LILY FOR A WIFE... YOU HAVE NOT BOUGHT ANYTHING, FOR ONLY I CAN SELL MY UNIT, AND UNIT I SEE MY MONEY IN MY BANK ACCOUNT YOU WILL NOT HAVE CONTRACT OF TITLE DEED...
GO AND STEAL FROM SOMEONE ELSE...
I AM NOT CRAZY, AND MY BROTHER WILL NOT PUT ME INTO A NUT HOUSE AGAIN AND MAKE SURE THAT I WILL TAKE MEDICATIONS IN ORDER TO ROB ME...
HE IS CRAZY IF HE THINKS THAT HE CAN DO THIS... OR THE GREEK IS CRAZY WHO IS SENDING HIM... AND THE LEBANESE AND AUSTRALIAN LIQUIDATOR...
I AM NOT CRAZY AND MORE THAN ANYTHING I AM NOT FOR SALE...
GREEK MAN ,
GO AND MARRY "LINA DEAR" oR "EMMA DEAR", OR "KELLY DEAR" OR SARAH DEAR"
i HAVE NOTHING IN COMMON WITH THOSE WHORES WHO THINK THAT THEY CAN INVITE ME TO MARRY SOMEONE...
if he is so good why don`t they marry him themselves, all in one go. ALL OF YOU WHO THINK THAT IT IS ALRIGHT FOR ME TO MARRY THIS STALKER, MAY YOU ALL DEVELOP THE HUGEST CANCER IN YOUR STOMACH, AND DIE WITH PAINS , AND PAINS AND PAINS...
IN THE SAME DIMENTION THAT YOU HAVE GIVEN THEM TO ME...
GREEK MAN WITH LILY FOR A WIFE, GO AND MEASURE THE WHORE OF YOUR WIFE or mother, FOR MY UNIT NEEDS NO MEASUREMENTS...
THERE IS NO SALE GOING ON...
without giving me the price... for I am the owner of my unit and of my body and of anything that my father has left me...
Once again LIQUIDATOR... you have entered my premises ILLEGALLY ... and you have dried me out in order to achieve your point...
MAY YOU DROP DEAD ON THE SPOT...
FOR YOU ARE A THIEF and a stalker.
Put the meat inside your daughter`s sandwich...
for I do not like bread... I never did like it... and I never will...
CONTRO IL MALE BISOGNA GRIDARE... diceva una rivista...
ed io "GRIDOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
c`e` un uomo che mi vuole UCCIDERE, UN UOMO SPOSATO CHE MI VUOLE UCCIDERE E TUTTO SYDNEY E` D`ACCORDO....
SIETE TUTTI PAZZI E ASSASSINI E LADRIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii
terrino... sweetie... so you made me sign something... haven`t I explained how you induced me to sign it...
why don`t you bring that "whatever I signed which you told me it was to witness your signature for the leasing of the room upstairs for lauretta (although you invited me to work there, and I know why? - to segregate me, seclude, put me into a corner... remote... where a lover stalker would come and chat me up and if I yelled the only person who would hear would have been the psychiatrist next door, you know the one that came to introduce so kindly herself to me and tell me that she wanted to speak to you to see if she could share the room with me, lauretta, you and so on and so on..."
and let`s check it out in the open in front of a judge ... and see how worth it is.
Terrino, look at my pages, ... it is self explanatory ... I had been robbed by your assistant lauretta while speaking to you in the next room, and whilst you were yelling at me for being lousy worker, after you had been in the office all the night and had changed on my figures...and after a whole morning of reproaches of "this is no good enough" "now you can`t even reconcile" and so on and so on...
then very sweetly with a man as fat, and huge and old and marcio, you asked me to witness the signature for the room you were taking upstairs...
whatever I signed ... was under undue influence... and doesn`t count a thing...
while you are at it... remember to mention to the judge that you were going to meetings every Saturday, and the minute I was going to the toilet, the Accountant next door was sending a little spy to check up what I do whilst I was in the toilet. And that happened everytime you were not there. So you told him to do this.
Do you remember that little man that you had on your desk, the one that held his penis in his hand...
does your 12y old daughter still like it...
everytime she came from school she came to sit with her daddy...
did you put in her any will so that she will give her sandwich to you?
In my dream I saw your little girl walking in my unit, and being so happy...
terrino, whatever I signed... remember it is robbery ... and assassination first degree... I don`t care what the police says...
YOU INDUCED ME TO SIGN SOMETHING WHICH COULD BE THE SALE OF MY UNIT... BUT I HAD NO UNIT TO SELL... I HAD NO UNIT TO SELL... I HAD NO UNIT TO SELL...
GO AND SELL YOUR DAUGHTER, YOUR WIFE AND LAURETTA ...
WHILE YOU ARE AT IT... ASK BILLINO WHO HE LOST AT TWO STEPS OF MY UNIT ... NOT LONG AGO...
ANYBODY WHO HURTS ME ... WILL PAY...
GOD WILL SEE TO THAT.
I will not go anywhere today... I am far too sick, with temperature and flu to go anywhere... send my brother to come and kill me... and after please tell him to go and see the following movie... for he needs it in order to cope with what he is doing to his family...
ROAD TO PERDITION
TO THE PRIESTS DEARS
Things that make people sin will happen, but beware if you are the one who pushes these people to sin...I suggest you read further...
As for boasting...
that is what James says:
Warning to the Rich
And now, you rich people, listen to me! Weep and wail over the miseries that are coming upon you! Your riches have rotted away, and your clothes have been eaten by moths. Your gold and silver are covered with rust, and this rust will be a witness against you and will eat up your flesh like fire. You have piuled up riches in these last days. You have not paid any WAGES TO THE MEN WHO HARVEST YOUR CROPS. LISTEN to their complaints! The cries of those who gather your crops have reached the ears of God, the Lord Almighty. Yor life here on earth has been full of luxuary and pleasure. You have made yourselves FAT FOR THE DAY OF SLAUGHTER. You have CONDEMNED AND MURDERED INNOCENT PEOPLE, AND THEY DO NOT RESIST YOU.
(go and find it where it is, I am too sick to put references..."
In the meantime Elvis, my sweet Elvis is singing:
O LORD MY GOD
... I SEE THE STARS
i hear the roaring THUNDER...
THY POWER THROUGHOUT THE UNIVERSE DISPLAYED...
and I shall bow in humble ADORATION...
(AND FOREVER I WILL BE IN THAT WAY)...
TERRINO GO AND SEE WHAT YOUR DAUGHTER IS DOING IN THE TOILET AND WHILE ARE AT IT F...K YOUR MOTHER...AND THE GREEK STALKER...
WHO HASN`T BEEN CAUGHT BY THE FBI YET... AND PLACED ON AN ELECTRIC CHAIR...
ALONGSIDE WITH YOU...
....HOW GREAT THOU ART....SAYS ELVIS PRESTLEY...
...
When Stalkers usually sit in front of judges their only refrain is
"I killed her because I loved her..."
YOU SWEET LITTLE ANGELS... who hear the good news, (gossips I mean) with great reverence, and take it so seriously..., (only because it would suit your pocket... not because you do really believe at the lebanese, greek, indian, musulman ballooning...) which is being told by people who like to go for confession, so that they can hide their aberration..., (just know that I am for "REAL THEATER" as Dario Fo says, I believe that the true theater, is the theater of life, the true actors are the people that you meet... every day, everywhere... hence the importance of PUBLIC CONFESSION..., not private so that you can hide yours sins... PUBLIC... so that everyone will get to know if you are saying the truth or not)
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 yourself 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..." "Remember, that my son is much younger than you. You may be making a mistake..."
She wasn`t making a mistake. She wanted that man so that she could come to Australia, bring her whole family and then study and better herself at the expense of daddy dear...
And once she achieved her education and reached her goal there was no reason of living peacefully with him.
HOW ARE YOU SISTER IN LAW DEAR... HOW ARE YOUR STUDIES GOING? DID YOU BECOME A DOCTOR YET? AND HOW IS YOUR DAUGHTER IN LAW WHO IS SUPPOSED TO GET HER EDUCATION OVER A BOY THAT BARELY REACHED THE AGE OF 20 WHEN HE WAS PRESCRIBED TO BE MARRIED? HOW ARE YOU PRIESTS WHO CAN PRESCRIBE A WOMAN TO BE MARRIED TO A DIVORCEE?
HOW ARE YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST?
ARE YOU STILL SINGING?
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..."
but I still can hear the words of his mother when she was alife
HOW ARE YOU LIQUIDATOR WHO THINKS THAT YOU CAN ENTER MY FAMILY`S LIFE IN SUCH A THOUNDEROUS MANNER?
voglio ubbriacarmi di te vino inebriante
voglio camminare ad occhi chiusi
luce che estasia
voglio cantare d`amore
cuore che trepida
ED ORA CHE TI HO LODATO
MI VUOI PROTEGGERE????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
In my dream I saw the string
nylon and finely compact.
The Greek has decided
to call it quits
and get me stretched.
They have tried it once
by his order
It failed because
there was still a bit of order
All is collapsed now
The "DELITTO PERFETTO"
has to be activated
or the Liquidator will loose his face
and that will be highly unappreciated.
When will it be?
Will it be a lebanese
or an indian
to do the deed?
A stooge will be sent
to perform your action.
Stamp your feet, and
break the floor,
I am unmoved, I am still, I am DEAD.
But as dead as I may be
I walk, I talk,
I sing, I love
to haunt you
and your FOLLOWERS
greek junk with the face
soiled of dung...
THE STRING WAS IN THE HAND AND BEING MEASURED BY THE GREEK STOOGE, BUT WHO GETS TO BE SO LUCKY IN PUTTING IT AROUND MY NECK?
"We do not want her dead, otherwise all she have will go to her cousins in Argentina, we have to make sure that she doesn`t kill herself... we have to place her with a good ITALIAN FAMILY and we have to model her up... her brain we mean... to like... SEX AND BE A SEX ADDICT... this is the only way we can walk scott free... and with our face clean..., we`ve go to do this..." Tortura 30
Tortura 28
Cronaca Nera a cura di Tina Barbalace
A book to read: Wrestling the Devil by Tina Barbalace
In my dream I heard someone say:
DEPARTMENT OF SCHOOL EDUCATION, I LOVE YOU... DO YOU LOVE ME TOO...
Something old, something new...!!
He was good!!!!
It must have been me!!
Un mondo pieno di ladri !!
...don`t go around grinning...the devil first entices then kills...it is better to be on the side of GOD.!!
you should read this...is so peacefull...