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I woke up exhausted, the night had static air stale and irionized in the dim light. Half unaware of why I woke yaret with the loud male voice echoing in the ear drum after the shouter had gone, I shook the curtains aside and set open the large window t o let in the air. I was goiing to require painkillers to get over the night's events.

Kitty was almost in rest mode they were at me now. The family who tortured me to make money; both by trying to 'prove' telepathic and paranomal events were at it again. Keeping me awake to charge their clients to 'talk' to me. Or worse if I was asleep. They were there to help. and translate (to their advantage) if the client didn't get it. have they taken prize moey for
proving it? such as offered by ayn rands intitute?

How can I prove this?

And the shouter wants me to continue Leggings here.... apparently the monsters are selling this segments of book to the media.
Perhaps abroad/ It's money any way they can. Just as it was with the books I wrote as a child. If you're an author or poet, or a creative, don't let them near you. Or your family.

Which brings to mind all kinds of answers. Being mind readers they get 'hold of' all the things I think about, either to present them as saleable, or to present themm themseleves in order to 'claim' anything i may have been entitled too.

They have been telling me a story about castles, one that was a time ago as a school, in the UK and recently sold by the person who didn't own it. I have no idea if this tale is true. they hope I will write scurrilously so that they can take me apart in the media. If I don't they willl make it up as they do on their short wave radio...

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or further they are on this computer or mind reading my writing personal emails to my mp -re the state of the UK, or the ideas I'm formulating to try and help set up systems by which jobs may be achieved. they were using sky+ are they stull? I can hear them doing an interview perhaps to tape right now. with some odd woman pretending to be me... without my knowledge or consent - except that I am now aware.... how you stop the Maggots I have no idea....