10/11/02


2.06am


Yes. You quite right nephew of mine. I am looking at all avenues possible and immaginable in order to prevent you and your mother to rob my money.

But it looks like the latest one, the joint one, is not a good one at all.

So scrap it.

I know that you and your mother with the wallet and the broken back of your father have many cheque books... and

that they can cover mine... even with joint signature ...


the point is nothing is done yet ... and they are only ideas, ideas, ideas, ideas, ideas...


However I promise you, that when the time comes, I will

record everything on the web

including the cheque drawn and to whom and for how much and to which name with date of birth and all...

ALL OF THIS ON THE NET

SO

STOP SENDING THE POLICE WHO ON THEIR MOTORCYCLES RUN TOWARDS ME TO GET ME IN FOR IRRESPONSIBILITY...


rather turn them to you to get you in for

ROBBERY AND ASSASSINATION


for this is my money

AND YOU ARE NOT GOING TO ROB IT

just as you robbed my good reputation


IF YOU WANT YOU CAN KEEP ON 'skiccia fumeri' over the head of your auntie,

but remember


CHI DI SPADA FERISCE, DI SPADA PERISCE.


GET OFF MY TELEPHONE,

AT 52 YEARS OLD I HAVE THE RIGHT TO TALK TO ANYONE I WANT AND TO LIAISE WITH ANYONE I WANT...

and stop bugging my mother


or I will not as to the POPE TO EXCOMUNICATE YOU, BUT I WILL DO IT MY SELF


for the Bible says

Kill the enemies, the robbers and assassins, but more than anything kill those who were with you and now turned against you... or ...

WHITEN SEPULCHRES...


The man got the message:

My last article of the 3/11/02 did somewhat of the trick:

They (no. I AM NOT CRAZY). `They' here means

semino, terrino, michelino, jonnino, archangel gabriel, don abbondio, mangia denari, e skiccia fumeri e compagnia bella)

THEY,

I repeat,

have not been "skiccia fumeri" so much since the article...


not that they stopped completely, TO "SKICCiA FUMERI" OVER MY FACE, BODY, OVER MY FAMILY, IMMEDIATE AND RELATIVES....

but I have to say.... in the last few days, meaning since the 3/11/02, things have been a bit easier,

I was a bit more at peace... if you get my drift...


Since the 3/11/02, I haven`t been writing,

not because I do not know what you are doing, but because I WAS TESTING THE GROUND...

as I do from time to time...

and my questions are

MAY BE, JUST MAY BE, ...

IF I DO NOT WRITE ANYTHING...

IF I DO NOT TRY TO DEFEND MY SELF WITH THIS WEB PAGE...

IF I PRETEND NOTHING IS HAPPENING...

IF I PRETEND THAT EVERYTHING WAS IN MY HEAD...

I PRETEND THAT I WAS CRAZY AND THAT IS WHY I OPENED THIS WEB PAGE IN 1999,

IF I PRETEND THAT NOW THAT I WOKEN UP FROM MY SO CALLED 'INSANITY'

may be, just may be
THINGS WILL STOP...

I WILL GET A JOB

I WILL RENT MY UNITS

PEACE WILL COME BACK TO ME...


But fox,

this morning I couldn`t help myself, not after my last night dream...

But I start with the dreams I had since the 3rd November,

JUST TO PUT things in chronological order,

so that the dear Greek Chartered Accountant lawyer will have a bit of a feel of how things are going...

  • I dreamt that my mother was in a bath tub all naked and she was crazy, as crazy as it would come...

  • I dreamt that I was a year old little girl and was nearly falling from the bed, and the greek chartered accountant stalker was saying "we have to hurry up, the little girl is falling from the bed"

  • I dreamt that the greek chartered accountant stalker and strupatore was saying

    "Ma io pensavo che ora si doveva procedere..."

    "Cosa sta succedendo???" "She is actually going to get her unit`s proceeds... is she actually going to get to pay her loan? .... I thought that we had her now, that we give her an injection and then I will marry her and so on and so on...?" "Cosa sta succedendo...???" He was saying calmly, senza scomporsi tanto.


  • I dreamt that I was saying to my mother who was talking and talking to people "Mum we are not allowed to talk, they will fine us if we talk..."

    DEJA VUE

    that is what I was saying to my mother when she was in the hospital and she was yelling "THEY ARE KILLING ME THEY ARE KILLING ME THEY ARE KILLING ME THEY ARE KILLING ... GET ME OUT OF HERE... THESE INDIANS AND VIETNAMESE ARE KILLING ME ... BUT I DO NOT NEED TO DIE BECAUSE I HAVE MY CHILDREN TO LOOK AFTER ME... MY HUSBAND GAVE ME A HOUSE TO STAY AND CHILDREN TO LOOK AFTER ME... I DO NOT NEED TO DIE..."


    So tell me lebanese lawyer - who now is acting for the greek "wonderful reputation" - YOU LEBANESE LAWYYER WHO DIDN`T WRITE THE LETTER IN TIME TO THE DEPARTMENT OF SCHOOL EDUCATION, IN SUCH a way that you allowed the Department of School education to sack me on the excuse that I didn`t bother to advise them that I wasn`t able to take the school in Ambervale...


    YOU WHO MADE partnership with the indian lawyer so that you could strengthten your FORT and overthrow a fragile woman like me,

    in order to rob me of my units

    you know, I still remember your words

    "YOU CAN GET A $100,000 IF YOU SAY THAT YOU ARE SICK, and the Department of School of Education will have to pay..."

    now I understand what it meant

    I WASN`T GOING TO GET ANYTHING, BUT AN INJECTION OR TWO AND YOU WOULD HAVE TAKEN OVER MY ASSETS...


    LEBANESE, GREEK CHARTERED STALKER ... IF THIS IS WHAT WORKERS COMPENSATION IS ABOUT... WOW...THE WORKERS GET REALLY TO BE COMPENSATED...

    IN THE SENSE...THAT

    IF ANY ONE GETS HURT INTO WORK, THE WORKERS WILL GET THE CHANCE TO BE KILLED NICE AND SLOWLY IN BOILING OIL AND GERMAN FURNACES

    WHILE THE LAWYERS CALMLY AND COMPOSEDLY WILL COLLECT THE UNIT`S PROCEEDS OF THE VICTIMS WHICH WILL FALL ACCIDENTALLY INTO THE BANK ACCOUNT OF THE VERY LAWYERS WHO WERE SUPPOSED TO HELP THE VICTIM OF COMPENSATION


    The problem is I AM NOT SICK

    and the problem is I am also an accountant... and a teacher...

    but most importantly is that I HAVE A FULL WEB PAGE WHICH SHOWS HOW YOU ALL DEFAMED ME MERCILESSLY AND NOT VICEVERSA.


    YOU ARE MAFIA AND THAT IS THE BOTTOM LINE

    you are organised terrorist mafia and you are destroying what Sydney is all about... by the abuse of power...


    semino, terrino, michelino, jonnino, archangel gabriel, don abbondio, mangia denari, skiccia fumeri...

    SCIENTISTS...

    GREEK STALKER

    I AM NOT A GORILLA....????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FU......CK...KKKKKKKKKKKK OFF..................


    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..."

    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..."
    but I still can hear the words of his mother when she was alife

    "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 LIQUIDATOR WHO THINKS THAT YOU CAN ENTER MY FAMILY`S LIFE IN SUCH A THOUNDEROUS MANNER?

    HOW ARE YOU PRIESTS WHO CAN PRESCRIBE A WOMAN TO BE MARRIED TO A DIVORCEE?

    HOW ARE YOU LORD JESUS CHRIST?

    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????????????????????????????????????????????????? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????



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    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...


    THE STRING


    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?


    In my dream I heard someone say:

    "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..."


    DEPARTMENT OF SCHOOL EDUCATION, I LOVE YOU... DO YOU LOVE ME TOO...


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    I HAVE THE RIGHT TO GO ANYWHERE I WANT AND STILL TO DEMAND TO BE TREATED WITH RESPECT ... that is for the stalker...

    for the liquidator... I came to you for work...

    for the police... I came to you for justice...

    for the principal... I came to you so that you could teach your clients to understand that that is a school not a pub... to my brother... I came to you because my mother told me that my brother will always be there for me... sorry I made a mistake... I didn`t realise that when a brother marries then the wife takes over and the sister becomes the intruder... who need ask permission to talk to her own flesh and blood.


    I have the right to go anywhere, TO ASK FOR JOBS, to work, to look after my things...PSYCHIATRISTS STOP KILLING... YOU HAVEN`T GRASPED WHAT BEING A DOCTOR IS... GO AND LEARN. AND LEAVE THE GOOD HEALTH PEOPLE ALONE.