6/10/02
I dreamt that my sister in law kept on saying to psychiatrists:
"SHE IS SICK, SHE IS VERY SICK... SHE NEEDS TO BE CURED."
I guess that is what your sister was saying to her psychiatrists about her daughter`s mother in law...
"SHE IS SICK, SHE IS VERY SICK... SHE NEEDS TO BE CURED."
It is amazing how you lose your OWN family in the case of need.
They are just ready to KILL YOU so that they can collect the money.
You know sister-in-law, I do not blame you. I blame my brother. Because his blood and my blood are the same, ... and how he could turn into an ASSASSIN,
it is just beyond me...
I guess
CHI VA CON LO ZOPPO IMPARA A ZOPPICARE...
and since he married you and meddled up with your family of MAFIA AND TERRORISTS, then he had no chance, but pretend with us, and become a GOD FATHER in the envirnment of your family...
Next week I am going to do a business deal with my friend...
IN OTHER WORDS, I AM SELLING MY UNIT SO THAT I CAN PAY MY LOAN.
IT`LL BE MY LAST DAY ON EARTH OR MY FIRST FREEDOM DAY ON EARTH, AFTER SEVEN LONG YEARS OF YOU HAVING PUT ME UNDER SIEGE...
IF MY FAMILY PASSES ME FOR CRAZY, SO THAT THEY CAN PAY THEIR LOAN INSTEAD OF MINE,
POLICE, POLICE, POLICE, POLICE, POLICE, POLICE ... I AM TALKING TO YOU.......!!!!
I HAVE A WILL WHICH STATES THAT MY COUSIN FROM ARGENTINA WILL BE THE EXECUTRIX OF MY WILL...
IN THIS PAGE, I WILL COMPLETELY DISHOWN ANY OF MY IMMEDIATE FAMILY, INCLUDING MY MOTHER, TO HAVE CHARGE OVER ME, MY HEALTH, MY SOUL, ...
(for they have proved to me, to be utterly incapable of looking after me since I was born to my very age of 52 years old).
IN THIS PAGE, I DECLARE
MY COUSIN
MARIA ELENA PUGLIESE TO BE MY INHERITOR OF ANY MONEY WHICH IS UNDER MY NAME WHETHER I WILL BE REDUCED INTO A SP0NGE OR WHETHER THE FIRST TABLET THAT I AM GOING TO BE GIVEN BY THE PSYCHIATRISTS IT IS GOING TO KILL ME INSTANTLY.
IF BY ANY CHANCE THE PSYCHIATRISTS ARE CATCHING UP WITH ME AND REDUCE ME INTO A CONDITION OF WANTING, WANTING, WANTING ... TO MARRY A CERTAIN GREEK STALKER, OR LIVE WITH, WHO HAS HIS PRACTICE IN ROZELLE, ABOVE A CERTAIN HAIRDRESSER, WHO IS MY SISTER IN LAW SISTER, ...
MY COUSIN, MARIA ELENA PUGLIESE, SHOULD BE ADVISED AND GET ME OUT FROM SUCH A WILL AND TAKE ME WITH HER IN ARGENTINA...
AND IF BY ANY CHANCE THIS MAN ACHIEVES TO MARRY ME, THAN MY COUSIN, MARIA ELENA PUGLIESE, SHOULD ORGANISE A DIVORCE IMMEDIATELY, FOR I IN MY GOOD MIND I WILL NOT MARRY A
DIVORCEE, I
do not want used staff,
and HE SHOULD BE CHARGED FOR ATTEMPT RAPE LONG TIME AGO, AND FORCED MARRIAGE, AND ESTORTIONIST, AND DEFAMER, AND BLACK MAILER... AND MANY OTHER THINGS... MY COUSIN WILL HAVE TO BRING HER OWN ARGENTIAN LAWYERS TO DEFEND ME... FOR NEXT WEEK I EXPECT THAT MY SISTER IN LAW IS PLANNING TO PUT ME INTO THE HANDS OF THE CARNEFICI AND STEAL MY MONEY UNDER MY VERY EYS SO THAT SHE CAN GIVE IT TO HER SON AND DAUGHTER IN LAW. SIGNED: TINA BARBALACE
HAS THE DUTY TO PRESENT IT TO THE POLICE... SO THAT MY WILL BE KNOWN BY THE HIGHEST AUTHORITIES....
AND ACTION WILL BE TAKEN.
YOU KNOW HE IS ... HOW CAN I PUT IT... He... has an itch in his ear when you speak about Tina in a foul way...
He... gets edgy when you try to kill her mother... He... wears a crown of thorns when she is in pain...
He...wears nails in his feet and his hands when you try tricks to nail her...
and you know that he does all this because he is MADLY IN LOVE WITH ME...
and boy, is he jealous... and when he gets edgy GOD SAVE THE QUEEN... FOR NOT EVEN THE QUEEN WILL BE SAFE...
for "LOVE" spells freedom
for "LOVE" spells respect
for "LOVE" spells honesty
for "LOVE" spells no boundery in what I can do for you.
"But ..." you are saying to me, "what does love have to do with the price of potatoes in this moment? ... we are only trying to kill you so that we can rob you? so let us be."
That is the problem. For what you are missing is "love". For if you had love, you would not thinking about me but you would get on with your life and make your own money...You have more intelligence than me... so if I could make that money... so can you...
The point is, something is missing in you... and that is "love".
You are following the wind, because the wind can spell the word "love"
May be I can teach you something today: listen
Listen to the words my lover says to me:
"Conosco la tua miseria,le lotte e le tribolazioni della tua anima... Dammi il tuo cuore, amami come sei...
Se aspetti di essere un angelo per abbandonarti all`amore, non amerai mai. Anche se sei vile nella pratica del dovere e della virtu`... non ti permetto di non amarmi.
Avrei potuto destinarti a grandi cose; no... ti ho creato solo per l`amore...
Cio` che mi ferirebbe il cuore sarebbe di vederti dubitare di me e mancare di fiducia...
Conto su di te per darmi gioia.
Amami come sei...
Ti ho dato mia Madre: fa passare, fa passare tutto dal suo Cuore cosi` puro.
Qualunque cosa accade, non aspettare di essere santo per abbandonarti all`amore, non mi ameresti mai...Va..."
...//Mons. Lebrun
Jesus caught it because he is it, and so did I.
But you are following the wind... thinking that you are looking for money... but you know that you are more intelling than me, and you could make the money just as well as I did...
What you want to rob and kill is the ESSENCE that has found its nest within me... THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL ME, THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL ME... TAKE ME HOME... THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL ME...
SHE SIGNED HERSELF OFF, AND TOOK HER HOME... SHE IS NOW OKAY... THANK YOU GOD... HOW GREAT THOU ART. "How dare you to take mum home????? he yelled.
The priest had come to give her her last ointment... and then he advertised in the bullettine that she was dying...
"Your mother is confused..."
"what makes you say that?"
"She doesn`t know what she is talking about."
I turned to her, she really looked HORRIFIED, FRIGHTENED AND SHE HAD PACKED EVERYTHING ... and was there waiting...
when she saw me she sighed... "you are here" she said, they wanted to kill me...
I looked at them... they were chinese and vietnamise nurses ... and they were looking on the floor and saying "she is confused..."
I said "No, you are confused... I will wait for the doctor... I want explanations..."
I waited all the day...all the day with high temperature for I was as sick as a dog that day, and that is why every one, the INDIANS, THE LIQUIDATOR, THE CHURCH LEADERS, THE STRUPATORE, HAS PLANNED THE perfect crime... of killing my mother.
But God that morning, after a full day in which I had decided to stay in bed because of my high temperature, that morning, God woke me up at 3am... and I thought "is better if I prepare myself now, so that at 7am I will be ready to go and see my mother in hospital...
But I had a call at 6.30 and the nurse was advising me that my mother was not making sense in her talk, that she was confused... just before I took my mother to hospital, I had a dream, in which the liquidator said "NOW HER MAXIMUM SECURITY..." AND THERE IT WENT, MY MAXIMUM SECURITY WAS SENT TO HOSPITAL TO BE KILLED... BY SOME VIETNAMISE AND CHINESE NURSES... I believed in him so I convinced my mother to stay in hospital for a few more days...
Since then my mother started to deteriorate... she hardly could walk, and didn`t want to eat anything... she said that she felt burnt inside...
After three days she made a decision... she wanted to go home, she said that they were poisoning her...she signed off and I took her home...
She takes her own medicines, she cooks for herself and us, ... she goes to church ... she goes shopping...
THANK YOU GOD... HOW GREAT THOU ART!
he also accused me of abusing his staff...
he also said he had made three appointment with me and him and I never turned up...
1.. I was approached by the valuer but I couldn`t decipher his name... or telephone number... and that is why I was at the Bank to find out.
2.. I only didn`t turn up to an appointment and I had excused myself for I had a very good reason.
Although I had been trying to book another appointment but he pretended to be always busy...
3.. I never abused his staff, I had only gone to the bank to ask about the valuer because one of his staff rang me up and talked to me for a while showing me the interest of that bank in wanting to do business with me; he told me to ring the valuer, he gave me a number, where I found out that my name was not even known because the Bank hadn`t approached them.)
as I was trying to explain to him, that I don`t abuse, for if his employees were abused, it could only have been that someone rang in my behalf and abused them without my knowledge...
as I was trying to explain to him, that he never made any appointment with me, as matter of fact, last time I spoke to him, he specifically said, I have to deal with Ryad dear who seems to come fron Heaven everytime I speak to him...
as I was trying to explain to him that no valuer approached me...
when I finished speaking to JOHN dear, I found out that I was a prisoner, and that a few employees were gathered around waiting for the fire works to start sparkling... just as the POLICE did when I went with tears in my eyes ... to talk to them about A GREEK STALKER... WHO IS RUING MY FAMILY AND MY LIFE ... just as the POLICE locked the room on me, because they couldn`t handly the tears of a VICTIM but rather would prefere to have a glass of BEER WITH A CRIMINAL...
"Let`s lock Tina up, LET`S SEE WHAT DOES... IF SHE YELLS WE`LL CALL THE POLICE... THEY PUT HER IN...VOILA`, THE BANK WILL INHERIT... A $650,000.00 WORTH UNIT AT BALMORAL..."
is the psychiatrist who sent me a $30,000.00 cheque as a 10% deposit for my unit worth $650,000.00, for him to buy IT
for the consideration price of $300,000.00, STILL AROUND...???????
STOP THE RENDEZ-VOUS, AND STOP LISTENING TO MY LINE AND STOP, STOPPING ANY BUSINESS FOR ME... YOU ARE NOTHING BUT MONEY HUNGRY AND I SWEATED FOR MY MONEY, ALL MY EMPLOYERS KNOW THAT, AND IF ANY OF MY EMPLOYERS SAYS LIES, THEN MAY HIS TONGUE GET ON FIRE...
the doctor wants the award...
we know that the indian doctor wants my units ... because when I was working there, at the indian lawyer, his father dear, the good doctor, fell sick, very sick... , may be God punished him for making plans for me... like putting me into a nut house, you know, how father doctor... preparing the victims for the nut house, and the son lawyers organising cases for the poor unfortunate workers compensation people who kept on ringing and ringing and bugging his secretary who had a dress barely covering her bum, and the picture of her son... mother without a husband... on the table...
Oh no. We can`t have the little wonderful girl bugged... so the poor ringer is declared crazy... she is sent in the next room... to the father, the doctor, and he prepares the paper work...
"There is a thin line between what is crazy and what is not..." said the lawyer...
My professor at University when I was doing Company Law, was telling us that all lawyers and accountant are always looking and tagging those who have money, ... "it is useless to go there, where there is no money..."
"You can`t get anything..."
Now, doctor. You got very sick. And I think you are blaming me for it, and that is why you think that you need to be awarded with my units...
Let me tell you, there would be three way which would have brought your illness...
1. I may be a saint and therefore I made a miracle. You know, I didn`t like you talking behind my back, planning to marry a GREEK STALKER, AND STRUPATORE, AND THIEF, AND PLANNER OF ASSASSINATION OF ONE WHOLE AND ENTIRE FAMILY... , talking in the most lascivious manner... I was dreaming all the night what all your family was talking about... while I was sitting behind the computer and doing seriously my bookkeeping work... So I may have been a saint and made you sick. And now you want to revenge.
IN THIS CASE DOCTOR... YOU HAVE NO CHANCE, FOR IF was a saint, I could make another miracle, and make you die...
SORRY DOCTOR, I AM NOT A SAINT; i DO NOT PERFORM MIRACLES, ALTHOUGH I WANT YOU DEAD FOR THE PROBLEMS THAT YOU ARE CAUSING ME AND MY FAMILY, BUT I CAN`T DO THE MIRACLE...
Then I could go around and ask for the moon my self... but can anybody give it to me? HAVE THE COURAGE TO ACCEPT YOUR ILLNESS.
and alongside with your son you want to make yourself rich at the expense of poor and incapable people... SO GOD MADE YOU PAY...
at the moment my song says "I adore you... I adore you..."
i LOVE MY GOD... HIS NAME IS LOVE... DO YOU HEAR... AND HE LOVES ENDELESSLY AND WHO HURTS ME WILL BE HURT IN TURN...
for the public as well so that they learn why you are throwing dirt on me let me spell it out for them YOU ARE STARVING TO HAVE ME... AND YOU ARE JELOUS OF ANY MAN THAT I EVEN TALK TO... TOUGH, I TALK TO ANYBODY I WANT, I AM A FREE PERSON, AND YOU DO NOT EVEN COME CLOSE TO BEING A FAR FAR FAR AWAY FRIEND... DON`T WORRY I JUST FOUND THEM...
or by the way, before i forget...
stop sending sex e-mails in my e-mail box, or next time I will e-mail them to the POLICE..., I am positive they will find them juicy. I mean in the English Department of the School where I was working, the pictures of naked women where the fun of the day... I still remember the day when a greek ESL teacher brought a whole packet for the dear men to check them out...
and now, you e-mail... and don`t forget to say hello to the liquidator for me.
Re: Green Dog
Read Each One Carefully and Think About It a Second or Two
1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when
I am with you.
Tough. If you can`t appreciate me the way I am then why would I want you? I am a person, you know? If you can`t appreciate my personality, you are out. I am not a zero.
2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make
you cry.
I think you are wrong. There men and women that are worth my tears. What is more, I cry for them, and them for me.
3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to,
doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.
I agree with that. Bingo.
4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your
heart.
So true. So wonderfully true.
5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them
knowing you can't have them.
Probably. Why sit beside them, then. It`s a bit stupid, isn`t?
6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is
falling in love with your smile.
If someone loves me when I smile, I wouldn`t want him. A true friend is only found if he approaches you when you are sad.
7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the
world.
Quite right. Bingo.
8. Don't waste your time on a man/woman, who isn't willing to waste
their time on you.
Sometime you need to waste the time, because it is not the 'willing' but the "can not". And that is what makes the relationship so special.
9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the
right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.
I don`t think it is so. God wants only our obedience to HIM. The rest will fall into place by itself. To meet wrong or right people is only incidences to better us or to worsten us... depends... who are we, and the endurance we have ...
10. Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
I don`t cry at all. I fight, if it is worth the fight, and if God wants me to fight.
11. There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to
do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next
time around.
I don`t trust anyone, and that makes me in power of my life.
My father use to say "Fidarsi e` bene non fidarsi e` meglio". "To trust someone is good, not to trust is even better."
12. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try
and know someone else and expect them to know you.
I strived all my life to be a good person. The result is I like myself.
13. Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them
to.
"Aiutati che Dio ti aiuta" we say. "Help yourself and God will help you." God does not like idle people.
REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS FOR A REASON.
It could be if it was accidental. But when some people make it happen, then it is another story altogether.
True friends: How many people actually have 8 true friends?
Certainly not me. I have NONE, but Jesus, Mary, the angels, the archangels, Saint Joan of Arc, Saint Michael, and so on and so on and so on. They never let me down. So forgive me if I look at the sky rather than the earth. The earth stinks, badly.
Hardly anyone I know ! But some of us have all right friends and good
friends!!!
See above.
You have been Tagged by the Green Dog!
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ruff!!!!!!
You will Have Good Luck For Two Years if you send this to 8 people or
more and if this is sent back to you then you are a true friend......
I don`t believe in LUCK. I believe in Jesus.
You must send it in 5 minutes or your good luck will run out.
Sharks!!! What a bad luck, I already lost my good luck.
NONE OF MY MONEY SHOULD GO FOR PSYCHIATRISTS OF LAWYERS OF AUSTRALIA,
IF PSYCHIATRISTS WANT TO CURE A PERFECT HEALTHY PERSON, AND THE AUSTRALIAN GOVERNMENT ALLOWS, AND THE AUSTRALIAN TAX PAYERS ALLOW IT, THAN THE AUSTRALIAN GOVERNMENT AND THE TAXPAYERS SHOULD PAY FOR MY MEDICATION.
ALL MY MONEY SHOULD GO TO MY COUSIN... MARIA ELENA PUGLIESE...
POLICE, POLICE, POLICE, ... THIS IS MY WILL,
ANYBODY WHO READS THIS PAGE AND KNOWS THAT SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED TO ME, NAMELY, WHAT I SPECIFIED ABOVE,
"HE JUST DOESN`T WAKE UP, HE JUST DOESN`T WAKE UP..."
meaning the dill thinks that if he kills his own aunty, he will get everything and save himself, but he doesn`t realise that he will not get a thing and that everything will be confiscated from him as well, just as well as the things that he is allowing us to get from his aunty.
Yashis... he may not wake up... but I am wild awake... and with me wakes JESUS.... HAVE YOU HEARD OF HIM????
but he lets me free...
See what my lover tells me... and you know what I tell him...
"JESUS I WANT TO TELL YOU THAT I LOVE YOU."
YOU DEMONS ARE FOLLOWING THE WIND... WHICH UNDER DISGUISE YOU CALL IT MONEY... BECAUSE YOU ARE MISSING THE MAJOR INGRIEDENT YOU NEED FOR COOKING A DISH OF SPAGHETTI... YOU DO NOT HAVE THE SALT.
AND I INSTEAD HAVE IT... I caught the very meaning of "love" and I sat back and started to contemplate it... for believe me it is a great word... and when you catch it ... it is worst than cancer... there is no doctor to cure it.
ENJOY. YOU MAY LEARN SOMETHING TODAY... OR YOU MAY CONTINUE SLEEPING... WHICHEVER WAY ... GOD IS THE RULER, THE LOVE, THE WAY, THE LIFE, THE TRUTH...
When I took my mother in hospital... after a few days... my mother kept on yelling ...
MY brother is was beside himself...
When I was called by the nurses I was told
she recognises me and she is making a lot of sense in what she is saying... she knows exactly what she is saying...
LET ME TELL YOU PEOPLE OF SYDNEY, MY OWN FAMILY HAS BEEN ORDERED BY THE STRUPATORE, THE LIQUIDATOR AND THE CHURCH TO DESTROY MY MOTHER, MY BROTHER AND MYSELF... IN ORDER TO ACHIEVE MY MONEY...
That day I didn`t take my mother home. The doctor convinced me that every thing was in order... and that she was not ready to go home... Her heart was still not under control...
she is well now.
ATTEMPTED MURDER... FAILED.
Yesterday to the Westpac bank, while I was talking to the General Manager, and I WAS trying to explain to him ...
(I went to ask one of his employees why the valuer didn`t call me as he had promised, instead his employee he said the General Manager wanted to speak to me... I was yelled by him and was told that he had cancelled the valuer appointment because the valuer had approached me and I wouldn`t allow access to the unit...
so, as I said,
SOMEONE DECIDED TO PLAY A LITTLE TRICK ON ME... AND LOCK ME IN THE ROOM...
Strange... even here the Bank had vietnamise and chinese employees.
"Your mother is confused..." said the vietnamise and chinese nurses...
SO DID YOU TELL MY FRIEND NOT TO BUY BECAUSE YOU INVENTED A NICE BRAND NEW LIE, SO THAT YOU CAN KILL ME, ARCHANGEL Rafael?????
2nd point ...
Oh no. We can`t have that, we can`t have the little secretary bugged, especially when what she wants to do, is to sit in the boss`s office with her legs crossed and talk about sex, drug, al alchohol.
2. You may have a very ill body and therefore, and voila` you ended up in hospital... many people do... do you want me to pay for that...?
3. GOD may have sent the illness, because you are an evil man who goes around ruing peoples life, people on workers compensation...
Be carefull doctor, because "I adore my God, and He WILL NOT HESITATE TO SHOW YOU WHOSE ARE THE UNITS. AND YOU KNOW THAT... YOU HAVE SEEN THAT WITH YOUR OWN TWO EYES..."
I GO ON WITH MY SONG... "WE WILL CROWN KING FOREVER... HOLY HOLY... "
SO STOP LISTENING TO MY LINES, MOBILE AND NORMAL PHONE AND STOP DEALING WITH MY JOBS, MY FRIENDS, MY FAMILY...AND ETC..."
FOR I PRAY MY GOD THAT A CURSE MAY FALL ON ANYBODY WHO IS KEEPING ME UNDER SIEGE...
DEMONS OF LAWYERS AND PSYCHIATRISTS READY TO KILL SOMEONE ABSOLUTELY HEALTHY, DEMONS OF ACCOUNTANTS WHO USED AND ABUSED ME, DEMONS OF AUTHORITIES WHO STILL DO NOT THINK THAT YOU HAVE TO HELP A HUMAN BEING IN PUTTING HER LIFE IN ORDER AFTER BEING ATTACKED FEROCIOUSLY BY A MAD MAN.
IF YOU THINK THAT BIG FISH EATS SMALL FISH, REMEMBER THAT GOD IS THE FISH AND YOU, DEMONS, FOR HOW MANY YOU ARE (WHERE THERE IS A DEAD BODY THE VULTURE WILL GATHER) YOU STILL ARE THE SMALL FISH.
..........
Yesterday I received the following e-mail, I thought to answer the questions or affirmations and send it back to the sender, who I think it is you,greek stalker, under the guise of A LIQUIDATOR indian connection
here it is
you are just a STRUPATORE AND KILLER FIRST DEGREE AND YOU DESERVE TO BE ON AN ELECTRIC CHAIR AND WHO DOESN`T PUT IN THERE IS JUST LIKE YOU....
SHARKS... I forgot that the one with my answer is on my other computer, so for now cop just the questions or affirmations that you sent...
----- Original Message -----
From: Ameen Ayoub
To: Tina
Sent: Tuesday, September 24, 2002 7:40 AM
Subject: Fw: Fw: green dog
----- Original Message -----
From: Penny Lyons
To: Angela.Bruschi@txu.com.au ; perry@iform.com.au ; lof@apisec.com ; srsecure@ozemail.com.au ; ameens@intercoast.com.au ; trixyjane@hotmail.com ; peter.seldon@tricom.com.au ; Hamish Bradshaw ; Violet Barney
Sent: Thursday, September 19, 2002 12:14 PM
Subject: FW: Fw: green dog
-----Original Message-----
From: Angela.Bruschi@txu.com.au [mailto:Angela.Bruschi@txu.com.au]
Sent: Thursday, September 19, 2002 11:57 AM
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