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..."

5:26am


In my dream I heard the Greek Stalker saying to my tenant

... I will not tell you. I am too disgusted.

I can only say that you are the one that does that, not me. Just as you are the one who had babies, killed and thrown them into the well.

Just as many other garbage that you said about me.


Or was is the English Head Teacher, of course nobody would question her, she is always so

WRIGHT

I always make mistakes....

I was born a mistake.


This morning I read

"When you are anxious for dear one...

Luke 17.

"Things that make people fall into sin are bound to happen, but HOW TERRIBLE for the one who make them happen! It would be better for HIM if a large millstone

(we will come down on you with a tonne of bricks if you go to the UNION - said the Scottish teacher who married a german wife)

as I was saying...

It would be better for HIM if a large millstone were tied around his neck and he were thrown into the sea than for him to cause one of THESE LITTLE ONES TO SIN.

So watch what you do!


Yesterday I received in the post a present from TELSTRA, ...

They were some cards which were saying

TAKE IT EASY MR BARBALACE (yes they were addressed to my brother Tony)

and on the other

CHEERS - your money`s in the bank.


Last night I dreamt that

two man under my windows were playing cards

big, huge, BLACK CARDS

My web page is black

Telstra sends cards

THE GREEK AND PSYCHIATRISTS AND LIQUIDATORS AND CHURCH ARE

GAMBLING ME

while the police is sleeping peacefully


SILENT NIGHT

HOLY NIGHT

ALL IS CALM

ALL IS BRIGHT


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`?


Let me explain this song to you.

"Stanno sparando" they are shooting: says Jesus

"Stanno morendo" They are dying: says Jesus

"Ma pensa per te" Why don`t you mind your own business: says the DEMON

e per ognuno che cade giu`

muore una piccola parte di me

And for each and everyone that is falling down, a small part of myself is dying.

says Jesus.


Buio negli occhi. Non vedo piu`. There is darkeness in my eyes. I cannot see any longer.says Jesus.

Buio nel cuore. Non vivo piu`. Darkness in my heart. I am not living any longer:says Jesus.

Cade un gettone dentro il jukebox. A token falls into the jukebox machine,

il disco cambia, ma che musica e`? the record has been changed, but... what kind of music is this?


Last night in my dream I hear these words


"Ma non riesco a capire..."


Jesus, let me spell it out for you


YOU CAN DIE A THOUSAND TIMES ON THE CROSS BUT THE FACT REMAINS THAT

THESE PEOPLE ARE GONERS...

SO IT IS USELESS TO QUESTION YOURSELF AND SAY

"MA CHE MUSICA E`? MA CHE MUSICA E`? NON RIESCO A CAPIRE, NON RIESCO A CAPIRE...


JESUS STOP DYING ON A CROSS... YOUR SACRIFICE IS NOT BEING UNDERSTOOD...

FOR

IN THIS WORLD:
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.