9/10/02
The tune that you are listening is "GIULIO CESARE" Venditti. - Wonderfull isn`t!!!!
I firstly decided not to do anything
I re-thought about it.
So I went back to report him...
I entered a huge door, I saw some nurses and I mentioned to the that there was a NAKED MAN wondering around.
Then I tried to get out. But although every door was opening, it wasn`t actually a way out...
So I asked the nurses, why all doors were opening in some other rooms and not to the way out...
The said to me:
"REMEMBER
YOU CAME TO US"
It all started like this...
STOP JOBS
TAKE OFF ANY BUSINESS
SEPARATE HER FROM ANY FRIENDS
SEPARATE HER FROM FAMILY MEMBERS
INVENT STORIES AND LIES AND THROW HER IN THE MUD
FIND A STALKER... THAT CAN TALK AND TALK AND TALK... AND DEFAME SHAMELESSLY...
...then she`ll find a way to the police ... to ask for JUSTICE, but the POLICE ...
will send her to US...
WHO IS US??????
after all this... I did go to the Police... because at that time I believed in what is advertised the POLICE to be...
I didn`t know that the POLICE IS money hungry, and the minute they hear about her money, they would pack her in into the nut house.
PEOPLE OF SYDNEY, you have no idea in what world we are living...
DO NOT GO ANY LONGER TO THE POLICE, THEY ARE A BUNCH OF LIQUIDATORS, WHO are in search of money.
I CAME because I thought you were people helping the community, but you instead packed me in with the worst of the crazy people you have inside...
at this stage... you make me wonder... how many people you have put in there...
THE WAY YOU DID WITH ME.
I mean, one has only to go to the PRINCIPAL and report the students for doing something wrong...
I mean, one has only to go to the POLICE and report a STALKER who tried to rape her...
I mean, one has to be A CITIZEN AND DO HER/HIS DUTY and you CONDEMN THE VICTIM so that you don`t have much trouble...
I AM sorry P0LICE, CHURCH LEADERS, LIQUIDATOR, PRINCIPAL, ENGLISH FAT HEAD TEACHER, DEPUTY, LEAD TEACHER, STALKER, ...
I WAS DISCHARGED...
my case was heard by a MAGISTRATE...
LET ME DESCRIBE THE ROOM...
AT THE DOOR THERE WERE TWO POLICEMEN FULLY ARMED AS IF THEY WERE GREEK WARRIORS,
as if I was the worst of criminal...
just as the way my handbag was snatched away from me... when I went to the police (the day they decided to invite two psychiatrists (a chinese and an australian who knocked at my door telling me that my brother had sent them.)
The MAGISTRATE,
heard the accuser, the psychiatrist, who was accusing me by inventing lies over lies (I want to tell you that every time PINOCCHIO used to say lies, his nose kept on growing), and
and he also heard my lawyer...
eventually
HE SAID...
"YOU ARE TELLING MANY THINGS BUT NOTHING OF THESE ACTUALLY POINTS OUT TO A MENTAL STATE...
AS FOR JOBS SHE HAS ALL THE QUALIFICATION TO BE ABLE TO FIND A JOB...
AS FOR THE TENANTS... I BELIEVE THAT THE MARKET IS SLOW... BUT IT WILL PICK UP, AND THEN SHE WILL FIND A TENANT...
there Miss BARBALACE IS discharged...
OR SHOULD I SAY YOU ARE SIPPING YOUR COFFEE...
YOU RUINED MY WHOLE FAMILY...
IF I DON`T RENT THE UNIT IS BECAUSE YOU A WRITING AND TALKING TO AGENTS THAT I DON`T EVEN KNOW TO SAY LIES AND GARBAGE ABOUT ME SO THAT A STORY OF MENTAL STATE CAN BE CREATED...
for like this person her, I am invited to show the unit, only for a joke, I am invited to believe that they are working hard, only so that the agents can create delusions..., they only want to show my face to tenants to that the tenants will know who they shouldn`t make any dealings with...
in a unit where I was going to be there one week later... he didn`t bother calling me...
when on Saturday I called him because I saw the letter, he said "I am too busy to come today".
When I called on Tuesday... he had nobody, he had lost all the perspective tenants...
When my friend called him... he seemed to know a lot about my units and me..., however I do not know him, except I may have called him to invite him to try to rent my units...
But he seemed to know a lot about me... my friend said... I never even saw his face...
there are sick people and there are people that family, and the whole community would like to pack them sick so that they can SATISFY THEIR OWN INTERESTS... Please do something... I am about to sell my unit and I do not want any interference...
WOULD YOU PLEASE LOOK AFTER YOUR CITIZEN-VICTIMS and good taxpayers. I have been working like a dog since 1970, I hardly took any holiday in order to create my elderly age comfortable... I deserve to be left alone... by these merceneries... who call themselves psychiatriests...
WOULD YOU PLEASE CONDEMN instead THE KILLERS, ASSASSINS WHICH AT THE MOMENTS ARE PSYCHIATRISTS, NURSES, SISTERS, PRIESTS, FAMILY MEMBERS WHO ARE INVITED TO PACK IN THEIR SIBLINGS IN MENTAL INSTITUTIONS, WITH THE SAYING THAT THEY DON`T SEEM TO BE NORMAL ANYMORE... just because they do not want to have anything to do with them, having understood what a pack of liers and thieves and planners for killing, they are... AND AGENTS WHO ARE TRYING TO GET MY UNITS AT A CHEAPER PRICE FOR THEIR CHILDREN... AND GO AFTER THE REAL SICK PEOPLE... there are a lot of greek mentally sick people out there... ONE OF THEM BEING THE GREEK STALKER WHO GOES AROUND NAKED IN THE STREETs OF SYDNEY INVITING HIMSELF TO WHOM EVER WOULD WANT HIM... HIS MAJESTIC BODY, OR SHOULD I SAY PUTREFIED BODY...
I MADE A MISTAKE... FOR I JUST HAVE REALISED THAT I CAN`T FIND JUSTICE IN THIS WORLD... JESUS WAS CRUCIFIED... THAT SHOULD HAVE TOLD ME... YOU ARE ONLY THERE TO CLEAN UP THE STREETS OF THE DEBRIS LEFT BY THE EARTHQUAKES, OR TERRORISTS ATTACKS OR TO GO TO FUNERALS- DRESSED AS GREEK NAVY MILITARY FORCES - YOU ARE NOT THERE TO PREVENT CRIMES... YOU ARE ONLY THERE TO CLEAN UP THE MESS AFTERWARDS... AND TO LAUGH AT THOSE WHO CRY, AT THE VICTIMS OF SOPRUSI... AND TO INVITE AGENTS TO STOP ANY BUSINESS FOR ME BUT PRETEND THAT THEY DO THEIR VERY BEST...TO CREATE ILLUSION...
AND I AM STILL STANDING UP AND FIGHTING AFTER ALL IS BEING DONE TO ME... GOD WILL NEVER RELEASE YOU... OR SHOULD I SAY THE VIRGIN LADY... SHE IS PRETTY MAD AT THE MOMENT AT YOU...............................
PRETTY MAD INDEED...................... ESPECIALLY IF I AM NOT ON HER SIDE...... YOU ARE NOT MY MUMMY AND YOU WILL NEVER BE.... SO STOP DREAMING THAT YOU CAN MODEL ME UP TO BE WHAT YOU WANT ME TO BE...
For I already am, what I am, and I LIKE WHAT I AM, IMMENSELY...
TERRINO WAS counting the minutes, when I was going to the toilet and was sending someone to walk up and down close to the toilet... he was such a nice man... I mean terrino... you know the one who has a little man sitting on his desk who holds his penis in his hands...and WHEN his little girl WAS COMING BACK FROM SCHOOL... YOU KNOW the daughter of an English Head master... eight years old OR thereabout to see her dad, she would sit and speak with her father cosily while the little statue was watching them while holding his penis...
"O nothing." For once the LIQUIDATOR was nice with me. YOU KNOW, he wasn`t the usual,I mean, not saying 'good morning' to anyone just because I was there and he didn`t want that 'good morning' to come to me; and the usual, sort slamming the door on my face... being rough, LIKE A REAL LIQUIDATOR ... you don`t expect liquidators to be nice, do you????? Whatsa the matter with you? Are you crazy or somethinga????
I have read "THE REPUBLIC" of the Greeks, AND I learned the importance of the GREEK DIALECTIC... you can`t stay really away from the SOCRATES, AND SCIMPANZOPOULOS`S ways of reasoning... I MEAN ... we are not in the stone age are we? we need to give credit there where there should be credit
RITORNIAMO ALLA NOSTRA DIALETTICA,
(because normally my angel carries my chair on his shoulder, and when I have to sit, he first interposed the chair he carries for me on top of the other and then he moves the chair and as a gentleman say 'Now you can sit'), MICHELLE WRITES A LETTER ABOUT THE FALLING CHAIR TO THE DIRECTORS THE CHAIR IS NOT REPLACED
FINALLY MITCHEL SITS ON MY CHAIR AND THE CHAIR COLLAPSES
THE CHAIR THEN IS RE-ASSEMBLED NICELY AND PLACED BACK THERE CLOSE TO MY TABLE FOR ME TO SIT
I place my bag on the chair and the chair goes into pieces...
I will not lebanese giovannino...
YOU HAVE DONE A CRIME...
DRINK IT WITH YOUR SHAMPAGNE...
"YOU ARE INSTEAD, YOU WHO ARE FORCING ME TO TELL YOU THAT IT WAS AN ACCIDENT...;
sweetie, I want to tell you that the vietnamise and indian nurses, said the same about my mother, when she was in hospital.
They rang me to tell me that "she was CONFUSED..."
after they had marched in close to her bed, about 10 of them and were doing something really strange, said my mother.
Anyway, when I went ther, she didn`t seem confused at all. She knew me and she knew what she was talking about.
After the attempt euthanisation, they tryed to poison her slowly...
ARE YOU F...IN NELLARELLA, PUTTANELLA SICILIANELLA....
AHA AHA AHA AHA SHE WAS SMILING
AFTER SHE SUCCEEDED TO SEND MY TENANTS AWAY ON THE 15 OF SEPTEMBER 2001. MARK THE DATE... MARK THE DATE... MARK THE DATE... MARK THE DATE.... AND PONDER ON IT.... TELL THIS TO THE PSYCHIATRISTS, AND MORE SPECIFICALLY TO THE PSYCHIATRIST WHO SENT ME A CHEQUE FOR $30,000.OO WHICH WAS, ACCORDING TO HIS WRITTEN CONTRACT IN WHICH HE WAS INVITING ME TO SIGN, REPRESENTING A 10% DEPOSIT FOR THE PURCHASE CONSIDERATION OF MY UNIT AT WYARGINE ST WHICH WAS NOT FOR SALE, AND WHICH IS WORTH $650,000.00, AND HE WANTED TO MAKE ME SIGN AND SELL IT TO HIM FOR THE CONSIDERATION PRICE OF $300,000.00.
oh vive l`esperance
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?
DONKIES, I CAME TO ACCUSE SOMEONE AND NOT TO ACCUSE MYSELF ILL...
I AM NOT SICK, ... I HAVE SLIPPED DISK WHICH I CAUSED BY FALLING DOWN THE STEPS OF A CHURCH .... BUT THAT IS all ... I never have had any thing more than a cold and temperature in all my life,... o sorry I had my tonsils taken out, and my appendix and a cyst attached to the ovary...
POLICE, POLICE, P0LICE... PUT YOUR SOCKS UP... FOR YOU ARE BEING MERCENERY JUNKS AT THE MOMENT...
AND I THINK THE WHOLE COMMUNITY KNOWS,
they are just pretenting not to know...
for people are killed under your very nose... and you are doing nothing about it...
PSYCHIATRISTS... YOU TRIED TO KILL MY MOTHER IN HOSPITAL SO THAT YOU CAN GET TO MY MONEY...
Read the following letter, people of Sydney...
This man placed this very promising letter in my mail box,
MAGISTRATE OF SYDNEY,
MAGISTRATES...
WOULD YOU PLEASE RELEASE MY CASE
MAGISTRATE OF SYDNEY THIS IS THE REALITY... ENJOY...
I came to you for JUSTICE...
I have never had a headache in my whole life, I BECAME A TEACHER, AN ACCOUNTANT, I BECAME A SUCCESSFULL BUSINESS WOMAN...
IF YOU DON`T RELEASE ME...
AND WHEN SHE IS MAD, I WOULDN`T WANT TO BE CLOSE TO HER.........
IF YOU DO NOT LOOK AFTER ME, GOD WILL NOT LOOK AFTER YOU...
AND WHEN YOUR TIME COMES, HE WILL CLOSE HIS EYES JUST AS YOU ARE CLOSING YOUR EYES ON ME...
SISTER IN LAW,
YOU WEREN`T CAPABLE OF GROWING UP TWO KIDS HOW COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE CAPABLE OF LOOKING AFTER ME... I AM OLDER THAN YOU, I WISER THAN YOU, I MORE INTELLIGENT THAN YOU, I AM THE PERSON YOU CAN BE JEALOUS ABOUT, SO ROT IN HELL...
FOR THE PEOPLE WHO DON`T LIKE MY ACCENT
I JUST LOVE MY ACCENT... I AM CALABRESE... E ME NE VANTO...
"...OSPY DAYSY... WHILE YOU find out what is happening, I will go to the toilet. I will let you clean the mess... or should I say MASS"
"opsy daisy... what happened?"
"O NOTHING! IT IS just that Mitchel sat on your chair and the chair collapsed and Mitchel fell like a dummy... ah aha aha aha aha aha"
Let me just re-construct the story...
"DARE A CESARE QUEL CHE E` DI CESARE, DARE A DIO QUEL CHE E` DI DIO" SAID JESUS.
but who cares about Jesus now, at the moment we have got the Greeks....!!!!!!!
Let me just re-constract the story...
I sat on that famous chair for six months, the famous chair was broken, and everyone knew that, I never fell...
so giovannino bello, CARO TESORO DI MAMMA, do you still want me to take back my words that I threw at you and michelino, namely
"YOU HAVE GIVEN ME A BROKEN CHAIR TO SIT ON... YOU RE-ASSEMBLED A CHAIR WHICH WAS IN PIECES AND LEFT IT THERE FOR ME TO SIT...!!!!!!!!!!"
'YOU ARE NOT WELL,
you are not making sense' SAID GIOVANNINO
my mother for days was deteriorating and complaining of being burnst inside... " they are burning me" she said "I can`t eat a thing."
YOU AND THE INDIAN LAWYER AND PSYCHIATRIST LIKE TO SAY THAT PEOPLE ARE CONFUSED DON`T YOU?????
WELL COP THIS... MY MUM IS WELL, AND YOU ARE SICK.
BY THE WAY I DIDN`T SEE YOU IN MY DREAM WITH THE INDIAN PSYCHIATRIST AND INDIAN LAWYER, WERE WHERE YOU? F...ING SOMEONE BEHIND THE CURTAIN??????
As i was saying, that I am not well, ....
TELL IT TO HIM... THAT IS ... IF YOU HAVE THE STRENGTH AND THE HEALTH BECAUSE I EXPECT YOU BY NOW TO HAVE CANCER IN YOUR STOMACH...
or if you came back from the funeral of one of your children who died recently of CANCER ...
AND IF YOU FORCED MY BROTHER OR MY NEPHEW INTO SOME KIND OF DEAL WHICH WOULD LEAD
THEM TO LIQUIDATION... UNLESS THEY GAVE ME TO YOU... THAN...
you better release them quickly... for my prayers to God are incessant and my love for Him is endless, and you will be crashed in hell for the rest of your eternity...
So, as I was saying, the liquidator, told you to fix the room, before the rendez-vous...
Tell me, corse man... are you hoping to buy my unit for peanuts...
I know that you have seen, I have seen you going in there in my dream, Your wife likes it too.
michelina took you in there...
CHI DI SPERANZA VIVE, DISPERATO MUORE
CIAO AMORE TI VEDRO` NEI MIEI SOGNI...
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????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????
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...
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..."
In my dream I heard someone say:
DEPARTMENT OF SCHOOL EDUCATION, I LOVE YOU... DO YOU LOVE ME TOO...