20/11/02


3.002am


it is all written...MAGISTRATES READ MY WEB PAGE... I HAVE STUDIED COMPANY LAW AND I LEARNED A LOT ABOUT LIQUIDATORS, THEIR DUTY OF CARE, THEIR DUTY OF FIDUCIARY RELATIONSHIP, THEIR GETTING INVOLVED ONLY IN CASES OF COMPANY DISHONESTY...I went to university and did Company Law and Conveyancing to learn how a liquidator was appointed by the Department of School Education to do this to me... in order to cover up a stooge, a married stooge, teacher of English who flirted with me ordered by the English Head Teacher in order to get me out of the school because "the students didn`t find agreeable to listen to my voice... and they were therefore hiding in their mice holes..."

7.34pm


I already knew this, liquidator and Greek Stalker, you both had told me in my dream few night ago. There was no need to enter my unit illegally and plant a $2 rusted coin.

But even without the dream, I would have known anyway... you gave me a broken chair to sit liquidator, you tried to kill my mother in hospital, liquidator and Greek Stalker, you defamed me mercilessly, you are robbing all my perspective tenants and jobs...I ALREADY KNEW YOU WERE KILLERS AND ROBBERS AND FIRST CLASS SCOUNDRELS WHO KILL IN THE NAME OF THE FATHER, THE SON AND THE HOLY SPIRIT...YOU FIRST CLASS SCOUNDRELS WHO ARE ABUSING YOUR POWER OF LIQUIDATOR APPOINTED BY THE GOVERNMENT, THE POWER OF CHARTERED ACCOUNTANTS IN ORDER TO WALK ALL OVER A HUMAN BEING LIKE MYSELF...


Tell me liquidator, is all this satisfying you... I mean,

How does it feel to plan to kill a person the way you are killing me...

namely placing me in a pot of boiling oil

and make me cook slowly and surely

HOW DOES IT FEEL???


In the meantime, Jesus, in the guise of GIANNI MORANDI, is singing this song:
Let`s sing:

STANNO SPARANDO, MA NON A TE

STANNO MORENDO, MA PENSA PER TE

E PER OGNUNO CHE CADE GIU`

MUORE UNA PICCOLA PARTE DI ME


BUIO NEGLI OCCHI, NON VEDO PIU`

BUIO NEL CUORE, NON VIVO PIU`

CADE UN GETTONE DENTRO IL JUKE-BOX

IL DISCO CAMBIA, MA CHE MUSICA E`, MA CHE MUSICA E`?


WHERE THERE IS A DEAD BODY THE VULTURES WILL GATHER...


THE world is kneeling in front of you, but the sky is mine...


"Cosa cerchi" chiese Tancredi "E` guerra e morte" rispose Clorinda "E guerra e morte avrai" rispose Tancredi

...//un po di Torquato Tasso non fa male.


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...however it could reveal itself as an EARTHQUAKE...do as you please


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.