Shot In The Bottomside about 7:30 a.m 44

Oct 28th black suiited person seen in in the road around 4 p.m right in broad daylight. All black right down to the  shoes. I was checking my mailbox looked to my right and there they stood right in the road. In a spot visible from my home and meth lab nextdoor. That same evening i was severly attacked in bed to the testicles. Today again oct. 30th . Every Sunday morning i have awaken to some form of severe head punishment or a spear shot though the abdominal area. As the meth lab still continues. Go yankees. A trip to central america would be nice. Wonder how they are doing on the border wars? Now if you could only imagine. Going through something like this?  A stone throw to penciltucky. Really near the famous glass museum. Here it is 4:46 p.m est. I this morning went through some severe head punishment. I am tired. I had to take some headache pills. This the same punishment. That showed up on my last MRI. Im in need of another. This will show what they are doing to me. Other than that. Ive been shot up the tectum 6-8 times. Cant even go outside my house without being sodamised or havingy testicles shot. In or out of my home. I surely feel like some captive pr hostage. As someone else overthrows my home and property. Just a piece of hamburger. A regular torture punching bag.

The Head Beatings Continue After 12:00 p.m est. 43

I have added a photo of my android phone. This phone is out of service. Its been out now for days. My attacker has tapped into my phone to stalk me. The Bts tracker app. Is still showing the blue dot in real time were my phone is supposed to be. Its a google earth style map. Its very accurate. And ive been getting attacked from the same direction it resides in. Today as usual my tormentor seems to be in office afternoon time est. He loves his beatings. As i lay in bed for a snooze. He starts vishiously attacking my left temple again. The results. Severe headache,tired like ive never slept. And itchy burning red left eye. Imagine going through this kind of punishment as the meth lab nextdoor is running meth around the clock. Now i am an American citisen arent i? The last time i checked? You see our home provides a ideal site of view to see whats happening at the meth lab nextdoor. Do you get the idea? Now this is about out in the middle of nowhere,the location. And its a cow pasture type of an area. So i guess you take your beatings the way there handed huh? Otherwise you may recieve more electronic harassment. By the way this is our property? Too. The last time i checked. And as well getting shot up the rectum from the woods too? Visit my youtube page. You can see signs for yourself.

Human Morals And Proper Use 42

Today is another day at the warfront. The battle grounds chosen is my home and land. Theres a silent war going on here. No one wants the media or the news involved. This would only witness any kind of illegal activities being conducted. And legal action could be taken. Under grounds of evidence.The same sick tactics are being employed on my body. I remember months ago when this first started. Most of my issues were in the evenings. Its the same today. For some reason even though my land is posted. This is not making any kind of difference in the transparency aspect of what they are looking for. A.K.A the clean get away with it. Im am talking about being abused in my home. Tactics are being employed to dominate my home and property. And body and sole.The meth lab nextdoor still in full force. This has been going on for over a year now. We as a family. Are literally being trampled. Which brings me back to a time. About eight months ago. I was getting abused in my home by the way of a weapon of sorts from around the woods area. Or at least i thought. But anyways someone didnt want us up past a certain hour. Yes thats correct owning your own home as adults. Paying taxes. And someone was going to abuse you if you didnt turn your lights off and go to bed. This always happened at night for the most part. Anyways i would take punishment on my couch in the living room. I was not supposed to be in plain view of sight in the night time. Around a window with a light on so i could be seen. This could pose a positioning issue in this silent war.I was tormented and tortured for sitting like say near a window. And watching tv. Another words dad took a beating so the wife and kids could watch a movie. Have you ever walked past a window at night? And theres lights on inside the place your walking by? Well if there was someone up above you on the ground the same as you. If you walked past the window they could see your sillouette go by. Well unfortunately for us. We have a tv in our bedroom too. And it casts lights in the windows. In the area of the best positioning outside. So youve got it! We were followed pretty much so right up to our bedroom everynight and still are. And there again the same abuse would happen over having our tv on in our bedroom. The tv casts a light. So no one in the dark would want to go past our window. They may be seen passing the light by someone else lurking in the darkness.

Links To Android Phone Tapped Youtube 41

Look for ( 2016 go u.s.a made) thats the account on youtube.com. listed under electronic harassment. Its shows that my phone does not even need service. And the blue bts tracker dot still is able to fly around the yard. And over the house. I have found that my attacks most of the time come from the direction the blue dot resides in. Anyone going through electronic harassment. Id encourage to download this app. And atleast give it a try. Unfortunately its been around nine months of abuse and today wednesday oct. 26th 2016. I am still a victim. Its a cold shameful situation here in the U.S.A when something like this must take place. Theres no need in the beating of a human body.

We Sold Our House 40

I almost forgot to say that after my renevations. We had our home sold. So we had another home in mind. Things like this take time for the closing and what not that goes with the sale. We were excited to think that we was going to get away from all the meth lab action nextdoor. So we pack up many years worth of accumilation of things and moved. We actually get an early entry into the new home. I was happy to think that my punishments might be over. I was wrong. The punishments followed me to the new place. The two weeks we were there.The same sorts of torture as there was here. The new buyer waits right up till the day of the closing after we had already moved. And backs out of the sale of our home. Needless to say. I could only imagine. That the hearsay of the meth lab next door. And being four years in business. That the buyer more than likely heard about the lab. And thought about what would have been there new neighbors. As i sit here writing my tormentors are attacking my testicles. Who are these people? Anyways lesson learned about the moving thing. We now are right back next door to the meth lab. We were forced to come back to the hell hole. Everyone elses home but ours. A person builds credit there whole life and does not want to damage your abilitys to lend. So here we sit. A perfect spot for my body beaters to access me. And they take full advantage of the situation. Anyways a bent arrow will never fly straight. As they say. I have many photos of what it looks like to be beat on. And to be a canvas of flesh. I will be posting a link. To some screen shots. As well i will be putting up a photo blog for all to see the evidence. And what the BTS Tracker by suger cubes screen shots look like.

Human Trafficing and laws 39

I just remembered that. Many times the shooting to the right nut meant for me to do a free deed. And that meant to go outside. And maybe the guys watching the lab would receed. Some kind of right nut huh? Like this is the correct way to approach the situation? It sounds more like desperation of sorts. And its upsetting and pathetic. But i have had many of times to where it seemed like my dogs would get sick. And have to go outside to chew grass. I do not know for sure. But it seemed like it was around times just before something was going to happen at the methlab. But at any cost. Who would do something like that right? They dont have enough care for a humans life. So whos to say? Anyways for the sakes of other American people going through this. I understand. And its going to take some work. And its going to have to have the attention that this deserves. In order for this barbarick current loophole to be closed. Neanderthal might i say. Its sad to say that this silent beating is happening to people acrossed America. As well in other countries. This is the modern day Hitler. If you care to venture to look just do some research. In the title description of this true ongoing story. And again i challenge anyone in the world. About pseudoaphakic and aphakic people. The debate is over. If you have some of the monofocal eye lense implants like myself. And you accidently are looking around. And innocently see something. Like a light that you are not supposed to see. You may find that youll be scrutenised. I do apologise about some of my spelling. I have been to busy in getting this rough draft discovered. Maybe we can have our house back again. After all weve lived here for twenty one years. Its been like its some kind of toolbox. And a real life of privacy. Someplace where theres freedom. And laws that protect you from this type of abuse.

Other Forms Of Abuse 38

I have been as well shot up the rectum or bottom side. Not just once. Everyday for months.There are many phenom things i have seen during the coarse of this captivity. I will have to check with an attorney in reguards to some of these things. In reguards to putting them in this blog. But by all means. Whoever is still doing these things to me are still here. And during the coarse of my confinement ive been beat on so much. Like for instance. A man has veins that can be seen on there testicles. I have had days of total punishment to one testicle. This has happened to me so much. I have above the veins. Tiny black blood blisters. Round in shape. All over my testicles. Just under the skin. Above the veins. Now as for the meth lab next door? After a years worth of time. Worth of my being punished.Still in business. And the meth lab has been in business a total of about four years in running now. Just recently about a month ago another attempt to bust the meth lab failed. It has been a long road. Im still getting abused. I do believe its over the use of my property. I have a satellite terrorist attached to me where ever i go. The meth lab nextdoor does not have these kinds of resources. And this is to sophistocated of products for there bent brains to run. So go figure? Anyways i still love my country the United States Of America. It is to bad that this has to happen here on our soil. I have gone through some loopholes for help. But theres nobody that cares enough for human life. Its a shame. And if they are there? They would rather watch you get punished.

Leaving My Home Abused For It 37

I am being abused by my satellite terrorist. For some reason when i decide to leave my home. I get shot in the chest. The way that this makes you feel is deathly sick. Faint and short of breath. As well followed by body trembles. You can feel like what seems to be a beam move inside your innards. In the chest area of your body. I as well have been shot in the heart area by my tormentor as well. And a little description about being shot in the head. This grabbing feel penetrates the skull. Without any evidence externally. The side effects are. You can feel this move in your brain. Kind of like a rolling or grabbing feel. Severe headaches,tired like youve never slept. Red burning eyes. And as well followed by severe ear ringing. All inclusive makes you feel lethargic. And with a slow train of thought. Which brings me to a time i went to bed and as usual my tormentor follows. Within about the fifth month around in that area in time. Since this all started.From the window behind my bed headboard area. I was attacked with a burning feel. Like they would have the weapon on a low setting but hold it there for a long time. My attacker gets off on watching you move. Knowing that they are creating an effect. I was burnt feeling in the top of my head so bad that it blurred my left eye for two days. That has happened to me twice. As well in this same time period. I woke up in the morning walked downstairs. I have a stool by my sliding glass door. And from the right hand side of the door. I recieved a shot in the abdominal area. It felt much like a small but sharp jolt of electricity go through my guts. I could feel this punishment for a week. There is so much torture that i have endured. There is no way to describe it all. I did after so much head beating everyday for months go get an MRI done. I had a previous MRI done a few years prior. So i had another result to compare the most current MRI with. Ive never had headaches like some people do in there lives. If i ever did which would be close to never id get a good one. But anyways my MRI results showed the head punishment.

Its Been Over A Year Now 36

Now the question is who and why? Who would do such a dastardly deed and why? Its been over a year now and im still being attacked by this satellite terrorist. I as well can at times get what seems like a shot from the woods direction. Without any sky view to shoot me from? If that makes any sense? Ok they see in all rooms in my home. I have screen shots of the bts tracker. Of the dot floating over our bedroom and yard area too. In this time of my torture. It seems like somewhere after the first six months in this hell time frame. Something changed. My abuser and tormentor. Has shot my penis for near six months now. And for some reason my testicles as well. I mean can you imagine waking up. And someone is shooting your right nut all day? Who are these people. What planet are they from? My guess is. The right nut would be running around outdoors all day keeping the lab stalkers back? The shot in the penis all day is calling me a dickhead. The game of sherades again. Now i have been shot in the testicles so much that i have small blood blisters surfacing the skin above veins. I have been through so much beating. I have photos of some of the body punishment and what it looks like. And lots of them. This again seems like a scifi and far feched story. But unfortunately for me. Its very true. It is happening to americans all over the country. There needs to be an end. To torturing american people on usa soil. This as well is called electronic harassment. I refuse as an american citisen. To be human trafficed. And to include myself into any wrongful doings. My liberties,amendments and human rights have been taken away from us. This is our home. It is not an open to the public freakshow. We are not. And will not be a discounted american family in reguards to our rights.

Privacy And The 4th Amendment 35

I would like to share with you about. "The Dentist". I do not know other than some sick form of being bord? I lyed in bed and was awaken by what felt like a spear down my throat. Now talking about precision. And being able to see in the dark. My attacker was after a tooth. Yes thats right. I was tortured in the teeth. What does this weapon feel like? Its like biting down on and ice cube. But just holding it there. Followed by a burn. I was attacked in the teeth. I have a tooth that still has a welt in the gum line. Not an abcess. A welt. This happened for days as well. The samething happened in bed. As well if i got near my windows in my home. Not to say that i havnt been attacked in the teeth doing 65 m.p.h going down the road hasnt  happened. Because it has. But at any cost there are some sick people on this planet. And i just wished i wasnt in their way. I had gone through so many thoughts through out this period of time. And wondered if it would ever end? Would i ever stop being the target for some crimes against humanity? I also can stand in my shower and be attacked in my own bathroom. Which brings me to having sex with my wife. We were getting dressed afterwards. And the lighting pointed to a tank top shirt i had lying out. Someone thought. I was a tank on top. Can you imagine? I mean satellite terrorism is real. It is meant for something totally different. Than what is being used for at this point. It is a tool to provide protection. But it is being abused at this point in time. Just another loophole in a legal matter. That needs some attention. This is as well survallence abuse. Through out my findings online. These are direct energy weapons. Our home is being watched inside and out 24/7. And everyone in it. No bathroom or shower is sacred. There is nothing private at our residence at all.

Notable Times Of Torture 34

I was quick after months of the same regiment. To realise my day and what was to come. I would get burnt,pricked or speared feeling. And these god aweful U.V light codes at this point. It was always a game of sherades. And constantley trying to figure out what the lighting operator was trying to say. Or what they wanted me to do. Total deprevation of life. But i started to notice that it was only moments that someone would pull into the meth lab. Or if i did not help keep the meth lab watchers back. At these intense moments of need. And didnt provide any type of assistance. In trying to keep the lab watchers back. As soon as the automobile that entered the meth lab left. Id get punished in some sort of way. Whether it be shot in the eyes with the prick feel. Or take a hit to the head of some sorts. Yes barbarick? Hard to believe? For the reader i could only imagine what your thinking? At one point i was working doing landscape work. I remember telling my wife that i had nearly pulled my right arm out of joint. My mistake. I said this in my american home. And around electronics. Including my cell phones. That was a mistake. My attacker or attackers. Had to have heard me. I was attacked in that right hand rotater cup in my arm for about three days. Constantley. They even attacked it when i tried to go to bed. The only reasoning i could figure out? Was that they did not want me to leave my home. Or work. Anyways if i leave my house. The meth lab nextdoor. Making meth around the clock. And with there facination with me because of fighting with them for years. Would take advantage of positioning to over see any form of threat to thier ever so lucretive operation. Yes thats right. This meth lab is the everlaster bunny. My wife works and by any stretch of the means. We are not rich. But the called upon help. I was thinking. Was collecting a weekly paycheck. And they could care less about my family. Or any fact for human life. Whats so ever. It was all about the lab and how to get them.

As We Lay In Bed 33

Now alot of the time there seemed to be this intense moment for my beatings. It would be just before dark. Beings the worst times. You see the labbers couldnt be beat to the punch. Positioning that is. So thats when the heat was turned up on my punishment. The human trafficing takes place. If no deeds were performed to thwart in any attempt. Or go outside. To be in visual sight of a lab stalker with hopes that they would run off. For positioning. I was tortured. This was an evernight ordeal. Would you like to go to bed? Now it even got right down rotten. And someone would use the U.V lighting on my wifes body in front of me. As she lay in bed. This was a sick attempt to torture me as a husband. As i stood by and had to watch it happen. Night after night. They would flash the lights on her chest, pubic area and any other private place that was illegal. They would even do it to her bottom side. This is a situation to were any husband with a care. Would be furious. And it made me very upset. But with nowhere to turn. I as well would have sex with my wife. And the lighting would flash under my nose.

Torture And The Weapon 32

We still had plans to move in the spring. So renevations were getting completed. At one point in time it was like i was not allowed near any windows in my house. If i got near a window. I would get punished for it. Or if i ran power tools like in the lower section of my house. The meth labbers could hear were i was in my home. And take over preferred positioning. Leaving someone else in an undesired spot. I am a believer that the labbers were stalking and watching in my house as usual. Someone didnt want me near the windows or to be seen. This might make it harder to get closer to the meth lab. Especially if i was in sight. And a lab stalker was outside. Someone wouldnt be able to get close enough to the lab. Because of the stalkers position.Now the weapon that was being used on me had multiple settings or attacks. It could what felt like a burn. As well a prick like getting a shot. Scattered pricks,and as well a pain that could go straight to the bone. Like it never even touched the skin. Kind of metalic feeling. Almost cold. As well this weapon when used on your head would more like pass the skin and almost feel like its grabbing your brain. You could like feel it move acrossed or roll feeling through your head. As whoever was administering it would aim and move the weapon.The weapon can also feel like fleas crawling on your body. But the end result was like someone used sandpaper on your skin. The pricks i was getting actually got much worse after my discovery of the satellite connected to my phone. The transparent beating was no longer a secret. Before i even used the BTS tracker app. Everynight id go to bed. And it seems nice to go to bed right? All tired. Not for me i did not. Everynight behind my headboard. As i lay in bed next to my wife. I was being punished. By this weapon. There was no way to get away from it. You see when it turned dark. The meth labbers  was waiting for us to go to bed. And no sooner would our lights go out. The activity would start. Cars running. People arriving and what not. So you know that your being watched and almost like being put to bed. So it seemed like a race for positioning. A race to the trees behind my house. And who was going to get there first. Labbers or you know who. My property provides one of the only acess points to even get near this meth lab. So go figure.

A Real Life Game Of SIMS 31

After my stay at the mental health that the c*ps put me in for no solid reason. Other than positioning. For what was to come next. I figured that the reasoning for this satellite feed was to use my property. That the authorities no longer had permission to use or property without our consent. My home and electronics still showed signs of being tapped. Now i do know a little about law and the statutes of limitations. And things seemed to be  a little prolonged other than some certain instances i had previously seen in my life before. They still was trying to get me to help out. Outdoors. You see the meth lab was still in full bloom. And was making product right along. Theres no way i wanted anything to do with helping. What was supposed to be the good side of the fence any longer. Although was they the good side of the fence? After what they had done to me with this mental health aliby. So i was surely under the assumption that according to my bts tracker app. My phone was hooked up direct to this satellite feed. Now i asked myself? Why would this be? And what would anyone get out of tying my phone into this satellite? But i was quick to learn that i could sit still as my phone location was moving around in the yard. Or the woods. And i was getting hurt from someplace. Thats why i installed the app. To begin with. I could go down the road and see the U.V lighting anywhere demographically. I as well could go down the road and get, say a prick to the middle finger. Telling me f*ck you at 65 m.p.h with pin point accurasy. This led me me into discovery. And the area to search. I was under the assumption that on my small 2.3 acre lot that i had learned over a period of time certain things on accident. But even though my property was posted i still believe they were trying to use it for invest*gat*ng the lab nextdoor. I could hear signs of people in the woods and even seen them. But my home is over run by this satellite. And when i was getting hurt. My phone always showed that the floating around blue dot was over my house or near the window. When i first started using the tracker app. The blue dot would kind of like run away. As if it was trying to avoid detection. I am sure that just because they are taking so long to attempt to bust the meth lab. I had seen to much and they were and are suffocating my every move. Just to think? Theres no place sacred in your own home. I can lay in bed and its above our bedroom. Around the windows. So the 4th Amendment for my family was never a choice. We actually what seems like live in a game of S*MS. A very sad but true situation exists.

So Now The Lab And Help Against Me 30

Needless to say the bill we could not afford. And me having a massive family with aunts and uncles. The word travelled fast. I as well i have run businesses and what not. And i am well known in this area. For my charactor and my sense of not being a good bragger or liar. I am quite the opposite. Cant stand a liar. Or cant stand someone making up bullcrap stories. But for all the years of buffing and polishing my charactor of who i am. Thanks to the guy i flipped off. Ruined 45 years worth of charactor that i maintained as who i am. And sets me up for satellite terrorism. Over the use of my property. And the use of me. Being human trafficed. Just to bring in the boys around a meth lab full of stalkers that you cannot get near. Since. The certified letter was sent. They decided to use a satellite on my property instead. Beings that they could not walk on our property without first contacting my family.

Cuffed And Off To Mental Health 29

I proceeded to mudd my sheetrock joints in my closet and figured id stop when my wife got home. And hang some good blinds in the bathroom. The old ones were saggy and warn. She pulled in and foremost i wanted to show her that we were going to get the house ready forsale just like i said we was. And spend some time with her. When a c*p car pulled up into the driveway. Knocked on my door. The wife yelled upstairs were i was working on the new blinds. Hon theres c*ps in the driveway. I went to the door and they asked to speak to me. The car was parked half down the driveway. The *fficer said i heard youve got a problem with stalkers and a meth lab? I exclaimed yes. And a little chat about that. But then he apologised and said that captain something. Which is the county i live in said you need to come with me. They proceeded to hand cuff me. He said to me the reason is someone seen me in the window with a gun. So my wifes standing on my steps about 30 yards away and the same c*p tells her it was for another reason. So right out of the hole. I was being handled as a tactic for flipping someone off. Off to the mental heath i go. There is no law pertaining to having or shooting a gun number one. Number two telling my wife something different is a sure sign of abuse. I spent three days in a mental health hospital. This was a preresaquite for what was to come next over the use of my property and to gain the upper hand on my life. They hospital could not give me a straight answer to as why i was there or reasoning to keep me there. The answer was a higene check up. Nearly $8000.00 worth of a bill for three days. After all i had done for the help around my home. At this point. No trust. Surely i am not giving them the room to in anyway shape or form connect me to the meth lab. That still exists.By running around in my own yard. Tying me into this mess nextdoor. Not happening!!

Tired Of The Need And Losing A Marriage 28

I grew very tired of the prick to the knee and hand. ( Need Hand) And face for the direction i was to walk in. And all the lights pointing and narrating my day. Fifteen to sixteen hours a day. I didnt even move when i woke up alot of the times. I didnt want them to know i was awake. The help from the 9*1 call.But around this time period the meth lab owner nextdoor was busted. But with a first time offense class B felony. From what i had heard.He was caught with a firearm as well. And one of the new neighbors was caught right along with him. So it seemed like a happy planet for a moment. Although there was only one small problem. I knew that if he went to jail. As avid as he was. Someone else would use his lab as he done time. And sure enough. It wasnt even a week and the lab was up and running. The same thing all over again. His girlfriend took over while he was in jail for about 3 weeks. Then back out of jail he came. It was winter time. I was so busy trying to keep home court advantage even though my marriage was on the rocks. I was trying to help be rid of the meth lab still. Or at least i thought? But anyways i needed to keep renevations going. I knew it would never end. As soon as they both go down. Even if they did. Someone else would use the lab and it would start over again. I believe and know for sure there is laws against stalking. It just seems like ive never had any rights or to be able employ my rights as a USA citisen going through something like this. After all i was being used anyways. At least thats what i was thinking of. I had lived in my home here for the last twenty years. And the way it used to be? It would never be the same again. I ordered more finishing materials. Had them delivered and was trying to proceed with the finishing of my interior. I needed to focus on my family and be the responsable party. To get my family out of harms way. And to safer and  healthy grounds. They must be making tons of money nextdoor.And my family was just getting trampled and in the way. Like a well beaten path. Day in and day out. The never ending circle of war. I decided to focus on finishing the renevation. And not to do anymore. Free labor for home court advantage. It was time to get this house ready to sell. And move. As persistant as my help to get rid of the lab was. They were a need freak. And suffocated my everyday life and home. The battle was all that mattered. I decided to rebel and not help. I had duties to tend to. To get my home finished. The 9*1 help would not take no for an answer. So i flipped one of the guys roping the trees. I continued to work in my basement that day. Mudding sheetrock joints. In a closet i had made. I figured id listen to the band korn. I was getting stop light. ( red/white) u.v lighting flashing on my jam box. They could hear in my house. Someone didnt like my music in my house mind ya. My house was tapped through my electronic devices. I dont know about anyone else but? This is my house. I do as i please here.

The lights And The Highway 27

For some unknown reason. I can go down the road and these ultraviolet lights still can be seen. Its been this way for around nine months now. This has all been to overwelming for anyone to go from fighting the meth lab nextdoor. To seeing all this lighting after post catarack surgery. This sounds like something out of a sci fi movie. But rest assured in the future you will see that this is entirely possable. If you are sceptical. Even in the year of 2016 MDs and scientists are still trying to remedy the monofocal eye lenses. I have been willing to have medical experiments on this topic. It may be beneficial to check out mayoclinic.org and search the website for aphakic. Or do some research online. In the year of 2017 there will as well be a movie released called " A New Breed". A true story. This is going to be the ice breaker to open up the minds of the American people. To how survallence abuse is being used. And to be used with transparency. Another words, "beat you up". Without any evidence. But anyways i had to start figuring out how this was possable? I looked over my vehicle for devices. I watched for other automobiles around me. With some sort of devices. Or people using a device of sorts. With not much luck. Although i did see signs of being followed. So its hard to decipher the meth lab stalking me or the body beaters stalking me. Or if its one in the same? I mean who would do this hanus crime to someone? Anyways i could go down the road and have this ultraviolet light point at the speed limit signs. Especially if i was going a might fast? I had this what i call a navagator. Or much like a narrator. Who ever is operating such a device felt the need to totally imprison my life. And drowned my daily activitys. Even procrastinating my family members actions or items if interest.I never had a life. Since it started. I mean it didnt matter were i went demographically. I was stalked. Day and night. I started to look into more resources online and the fingers unfortunately pointed to satellite terrorism and electronic harassment. There had been to much phenom things that had happened to justify anything else. Other than i was targeted. I am a great expieriment. I am pseudoaphakic for one. And the study of a person my age and logging would be a great attribute. Non the less to say. A great transparent way to human traffic someone for labor. But who would do this and why? Especially to this extent. I had found an app. In the android store called the BTS Tracker by sugercube. To my supprise. I was able to see my attacker in real time. This app. Shows were your phone is in real time located on a google earth style map. I had a problem. I can sit in my house. And the blue dot that represents your phone location. Was flying around outside. Leaving trails of were my cell phone was supposed to be. The only problem is i was inside my house. And my phone is sitting still. So i reinstalled it. Same thing. Had family members install it. It worked great for them. Showed were there phone was. In an accurate manner. Not mine. I have found that my cell phone is somehow connected to the satellite that is stalking me. And beating on my body. True story.

Certified Letter To Enter Premises 26

AWe were advIsed by our attorney that it would be a good idea to send a certified letter to the autorities. That stated that they need to contact us before entering our property. It was sent out certified with a responding return letter. At this point in time is when it all seemed to fall apart. I had as well posted my property. Just for the neighbors meth lab trespassing sakes. Prior to all of this i had seen our helpers a good many of times. I had even set up cameras to help them. Our home was like a cave. Windows with cardboard,blinds and curtains on the bedrooms. And near day and night for the other windows in the home. And it was even a wonder that my wife stayed there to begin with. Or my kids at that. My daughter moved out with her boyfriend at some point. And my son wanted to move to his grandmothers house. And through out about four months of time. I had only one phone call. In reguards to any form of progress. That didnt lead to any answers. Which was to be expected. But beings that our marriage was on the rocks. I still had to move forword with renevations. To have the house ready to sell come spring. Through out the time the help was there. I could get on my phone and chat through the drug tip line. And i made every effort to inform about next doors actions at the meth lab. It was like i could talk to someone outside my home even and get a light responce. Meaning id write something and get an imiediate responce. With an light flash.On the same webform. Being pseudoaphakic it was a constant game of sherades. And figuring out meanings. To what was being pointed at. This light game was from the time i got up. Until i went to bed. I read that some forms of seisures could be the result of to.mucj of this activity. And it was a very hard thing to get used to. Like living in a constant disco. If i left.my home. The meth labbers would gain home court advantage.

Wife And Family Troubles 25

It seemed like they needed a hand so much. And constant need.That there was no time for me and my family. It got down right rediculious. So me and they wife started to fight. It was to be expected. Before all of this i had fought with the labbers for years anyways. I mean before the 9*1 call. Anyways it got to a point to where she give the choice of her and the kids. And she would leave me. This was a very unfair situation. She was very determined that there was no help. Or the help never came. Although she never looked for the signs. As i did. But being from the northeast fall time of the year and her work schedule. It was dark when she left for work. And dark when she got home. So she wasnt fully aware with the situation anyways. Well the touching vocabulary. Meaning the "Prick". Extended to my face. And the tell me to walk left or right. As an aid to the situation i still snuck around after the wife went to sleep in and out of the house. Just to see the meth lab busted after all the abuse. And the thought that they threatened my wife and family. Was something a father and husband can not forget. As a tactic. I had a temperature checker. With a laser. The ones you beam or point at something. And it tells the temperature. This was the perfect tool to keep the labbers out of the weeds and brush. It worked like a charm. Id point it in the weeds and out they would come. They was thinking it was something else for sure.

The Touch Of Need 24

Its not like i was ungreatful for some form of help. And the chance to be rid of the meth lab and stalkers. I was at the same point in time trying to understand my eyesight and just what i was seeing for lighting. I did do some reasearch and had found. A lighting device that is used by l*w enforcement. And to my supprise. The same colors that i was seeing was present in this device. And in the infrared ultraviolet spectrum of lighting. I had around this point in time started to get this random prick on my knee cap. Followed by a prick on top of the hand. This was another mystery that even after all the new things and obsticles i was over coming all at once. Was just another puzzle to solve. It took a while to understand this new game of sherades. ( Need Hand). Like i wasnt running my life away already neglecting my family from attention. It was a mystery of how i was getting this prick on my hands. So i started to look into internet resources. I had come up with maser,taser and laser. So at that point i figured i was being pricked by a guy from the woods. It was hard to tell at this point. I was still wrapped up in what seemed to be sci fi. Pseudoaphakic thing. But yet to cut into this new puzzle was like being on a new planet. I as well looked into and found microwave guns. Anyway. Another form of pysco social form of communication started. It was like a needle prick. Sometimes harder than others. I felt like a dog with chasing lights as it was. And with all the labor involved.

Hang Tight The Worst Is Yet To Come

New Neighbors And Never Ending Labor 23

For home court advantage and to help the guys that were put on the ground from the emergancy call. The meth lab always had watchers. And alot of the time guns. I had even found random screw drivers that i had never seen being dropped in my woods overnight. It would have provided a quik stab if needed. Unfortunately for us. Some of the new neighbors were right in on the meth lab. Now it seemed as if we were surrounded. This was an all day job that i had took on to help for the winning potential edge. But anyways. I had gone through this super helping period for about three and a half to four months. Sun up to sun down. There had to had been a better way. For number one the reason why our help was there to begin with is because of a gun threat. Myself i had no bullet proofing materials to be in the field of battle. I could have easily been shot. I do recall an evening to where acrossed the road in front of my house at night the labbers were in that spot watching me and my home and there seemed to be a quite of few people stalking in the hedge. I took my jeep down on the road and pointed my headlights into the hedge. The labbers scattered out. But for a short time lived. The meth lab owner would fire up his vehicle and act like he was going to hit my vehicle with his coming down the road. I as well was standing along side the road and he acted like he was going to hit me with the car. I just kind of jumped into the woods. The expectations. Were very great from my emergancy helpers. And they drove me nuts in my home with there lighting. And a constant need. From the time i woke up until i went to sleep. There is never a time that i could go outside without the ultraviolet lighting with some form of gesture to do something. It was so consuming that its all my life became. By the way. Blue and white color means there is a bad guy in the spot it pointed.

New Neighbors And Deeds 22

This new light thing. Because i was pseudoaphakic , i could see into the ultraviolet infrared spectrum. So lights were introduced to me in pairs. Anotherwords. Two lights at a time. Red and white means stop light. Stop this area. Dont do anything here or look in this direction. Red and blue. Meaning There was a meth labber in a tree. Stop him.In this spot. Green and white. It meant to go there to that location. Sometimes i used a camera with a flash and even at night. The meth labbers surely wasnt interested in getting there pictures taken. Although l had video cameras rolling as well. The labbers new me and my house so well. They new when i had to change a 120 minute vhs tape. Otherwise they were gaining grounds towards my house. But i labored day and night running around in my yard trying to do anything to help home court advantage. By the end of each day my boots were soaked and i was beat. Id stick my boots by the pellet stove to dry overnight. There was surely people there roping the trees with equiptment that could tell were the labbers were stalking from. I used my vehicle as well. Running it around in the yard at night. The labbers would stay acrossed the road. Through a field and into a mature tree line. During the day. Id climb on my roof and watch them scatter. At night they would work there way up to the hedge row just in front of my house. Acrossed the road. It seemed like a never ending circle. At night id go to one corner of my yard. That labber or labbers would leave. But the other three corners of hiding labbers was still there. So id go to that corner of the property and they would leave. And the labbers i chased out first was right back in position. It was very tiring and was like sweeping a dirt floor. It never seemed to work. Alot of the times id tell them that in jail the smell of cheese and dirty socks would be all they would smell if they didnt stop stalking. Id often yell this out at night. It seemed to work for a while. Theyd leave and come right back. Somewhere in this time frame we had got new neighbors.

The Learning Continues 21

I thought that this cool light swiping thing was excellent. This light color was white. And looked like a star kind of. So from that day on i had woke up to knowing if a car would go by and at this point the lab people were still stalking. But the cars seemed to dwindle down at least for the drive by stalking. They were really cautious at this point. And it seemed as if the traffic on our back road from normal everyday use changed. Through out the last past three years. Everyone knew of the notorious meth lab. And avoided this road like the plague. And just to think? We live right nextdoor. Anyways we had new neighbors. The labbers home. And the people they bought it from. Border the otherside of the lab property. We are on the adjacent side. Had sold there property. And around the same point in time a place diagnal acrossed the road had sold as well. At first i thought cool. These new neighbors are going to notice the activity and maybe turn them in as was well. I was thinking to myself hopefully you keep your personal posessons locked up about the new neighbors. Some theft had accured at that point in time as well. Hear say says that one of the labbers robbed a shed. In the snow mind ya?And walked right back to the lab and left tracks. As avid as i had been and renevating my home. I was like a prisoner chained to my house. Just so i didnt get robbed. I rarely ever left the fort. And if i do get robbed. Id look there first. Now i have gone to bed. And had someone stab with a knife into my tires. They stabbed like half way in. You could see the marks. Someone was pretty handy and knew there way around the tire business. The way this was done. I believe the tire was meant to blow as i was driving the vehicle. In hopes to keep me away from my home out of site or to possably wreck my car.

Anything To Help And Confusion 20

I had become very interested in myself and to prove that i was seeing what i saw. I mean this seemed like some kind of sci fi thing that you had seen on tv. So research i did. I had found that. Search and rescue x ray devices through my own findings is what was being used. At least thats my guess today. Though through out my internet findings. There seemed to be alot of debate on the topic of pseudoaphikic or aphakic in general. I stand here as living proof that it is real. I can see into the ultrviolet infrared portion of the spectrum. And see lights others cannot with there natural eye lense.I can be in a disco of lights. And you do not even know its happening. That is with your natural eye lense. Anyways with this in mind continuosly. I still made every effort for home court advantage. Back then there was sure signs that some form of help was here. Like i was working on my renevation and had seen someone. And there was certain phenom stuff that had happened. Which i will get into a little later. But i believe whoever was here to take care of the lab since i authorised property access at that point. Was wondering how i was seeing the xray device. Like maybe i had a device in my home that i was using to moniter it with. So they started poking and prodding around in my home with these lights. So now i am even more confused yet. I can see these lights in and around my house. My dogs could see them. But my family members could not. I slipped up a few times and asked? But thinking that it was because i was pseudiaphakic these lights were unseeable to my family. By no means did i want to gauge any parts of there plans. So i sat around the house and watched this funky lightshow happen day in and day out. This bring me to somethings that i had noticed outside as well. I will get into later as well. But back to the renevation. I had sheetrocked around my front picture window. And prior to this i had given signs that i could see these lights. I was mudding the sheetrock joints. And a light swiped across the window. This had been during the day. The direction that the light swiped in a few moments later i gad noticed a car go by in that direction? I thought to myself? Nah!!! So i kept working along and i seen another light swipe. This time it was in another direction but perpandicular to the road out front. Moments later a car went past in that direction. I was starting to think someone was telling me something? But Nah!! It happened for a good portion of the day from then on. Thats when this new light language started. At first i thought it was pretty cool. Genious maybe?

Bedroom Pain And Understanding 19

This what ever i was seeing happened night after night. Still trying to avoid the pain in desperation. I started making hand gestures into this shaddowy curtain. Using my hands i tried to gesture to turn it down. Finally someone got the drift that somehow i could see or agknowlege the fact that something was being used on us. So they turned it down. I would gesture more and more. To a tolerable setting. But there was one evening. That i layed in the hallway floor in a fetal position. My eyes hurt so bad before anyone realised how it was hurting me.  And my body.My wife? It did not seem to impact her body anywhere near as bad as me. As it appeared. But she was feeling tired sore throat. As well as i. Along with the other symptoms of mine. I was pretty messed up with the instrument that was being used. I did very little complaining. Nor did i want to hinder the neighbors way into jail. I was willing to help the cause at that point in time and do anything i could to assist seeing the meth lab nextdoor be busted. I figured at this point in time i would as well continue to try to get some renovations work done a little at a time beings it was getting into freezing temperatures. And i had worked my way from outdoors through the summer to inside to stay warm while working in the winter.

Research And The Truth 17

I started going to the internet to research. Cataracks,eye implants and thermovision. Any kind of a lead to assure that my eyesight was correct. And the fear of blindness after having a taste of migranes and cataracks scared the death out of me. My surgery was nothing but a miracle. I could kiss the ground after the results came through. Im a hunter as well so. For my vision to be were it was. I was happy. Along side of everyday life. Eventually i had found an interesting article from a university professor. He had one eye implant himself. It exclaimed that aphakic people were used in world war ii. And that the german u boats was using altraviolet signals trying to invade the U.S. So aphakics was used to see these signals. And warn our country of intrusion.That normal people could not. With the natural eye lense in tact. I started at that point into the reasearch of what was seeing. I had tried to contact my local hospital and even the sugery center and doctor. That done my surgery. No one heard of pseudoaphakic. Through my findings thats what i was. The doctor that give me the implants still has avoided me to the date. I had called his office and even left messages. Like seven times. I even chased him at other hospital facilities he serviced. He still would not speak to me. Anyways each night the same thing was used on our bedroom. I finally told my wife what i could see. She made me an appointment to see an eye doctor. So i had my eyes checked. Being unsure i had asked the eye doctor about being able to see thermal rays of sorts. He told me he was unqualified to answer that question and that from what he thought as an uneducated guess. That it was impossable. At that point in time. My wife heard from a qualified M.D that it was impossable. So to my wife it was the gospel. She was looking for any other reason to debunk my extra terestrial vision.

To My Supprise 18

Now back to the comfort of my bed or at least i thought. We went to bed one evening after the 9*1 call. I believe it had been within the first few nights. I had just layed down. And from the southern side of my home is my bed headboard. Through the window. And believe it or not. Even through the walls. I could see this black curtain. It kind of moved in a very sinister kind of way. Like a black cloak on the ceiling and wall. Although this hurt my eyes tremendesly. I thought i was seeing things. I had to try to understand what i was seeing. And feeling for petes sakes. I told my wife that my eyes burnt really bad. As i started to go into a fetal positon. I was really unsure of what i saw but my eyes stung to bad to care as the tears rolled down my face. I tried to cover my eyes with my hands. It was still getting me through my fingers. As i tried to grip tight. I was reluctant to tell the wife about what i was seeing. I was unsure of what it was myself. I went to the bathroom and tried to open my eyes. But the light was just as bad at that point in time. The very next day. It felt as if someone used sandpaper on my eyes. All swollen and beat red. I as well felt very sick. All pale white. And very dizzy. There had been alot of construction dust and concrete dust in our home at that point in time. So i was really unsure of an allergic reaction of some sorts. But the very next evening. It was the same. I did not know what to do. Or who to go to? I didnt want anyone to think i was crazy. I felt the same sickness as the evening before. I started to inform indirectly to my wife about thermovision. That was something she had never heard of. And that it could be potentially used for some form of reason or another. I did not know much about it myself at that point in time other than playing black ops ii. I at this point was really leary about having anything to do with my wife at night time. But figured i was in good hands.

Family Troubles And Cataracks 16

My wife and i was having a hard time with the problem nextdoor. I was spending my life on how to get rid of these people and means to gather evidence. I was spending more time on protecting than what i was with the family. Things were a little edgy with our marriage. I could not believe that it had been a two and a half year struggle. Until the wife brought it to my attention. It hit me like a ton of bricks. Anyways after the 9*1 call. I needed some reassurance that indeed there was some form of help. And with the habitual routine of being the watch tower. I did see some guys in full out camo. They were in the trees. I felt some sort of relief as my sleeping patterns started to change. So i was actually going to sleep with my wife. Which took sometime to get used too. Before i go into this event that took place. Let me start out by saying that i have had catarack surgery. In both of my eyes. For some unknown reason. I was very near a blasting site and much to young to get cataracks. And working to renevate a basement. I was about 250 yards away from this blast site for a new highway. At the time of when this blasting activity started i had twenty twenty vision. I could see like a hawk. After working so close to this blast site that shattered my basement walls i was working in. I started to get migrains in my eyes. Temporary spells of blindness. I had to sit and wait these spells out. It was a scarey thing to go through i might add. Within this time to a year from being exposed. I had full blown cataracks in both eyes. I was within this year, in time by the day. Watching myself go blind. By the end of about a year i could not see twenty yards in front of me very well. So i had catarack surgery and a monofocal eye implant was put into each eye. None the less to say. I as well at this same point in time went through some hearing loss in both ears. Now back to the comfort of my bed.

Knowing Around Your Pond 15

I had been at the game of fighting off the lab so long. I knew my 2.3 acre parcel of property like the back of my hand. Like as if i knew if a stick was out of place. Or a branch was broken. A veteran at my own war. Here in the USA. Even though it was hear say of some form of help. There was no way that i as a father and a husband could let my guards down. I had cameras running 24/7. And with a little bit of electronics expeiriance i was creating night vision cameras for in home protection. And to gather evidence to have an order of restraint placed on the meth lab for stalking. If anything i figured it may be a building block to get this Meth lab taken care of. And least as well feel some sort of comfort about leaving my home unattended. And to be sure that the labbers were not following my wife or any other family member off the hilltop were we reside. Which they had done in the past. One evening i had my brother stay at the house. It was really windy that evening. We did see cigarette cherrys from someone smoking on my west side property line area. They knew he was here. And what we were doing. The labbers were swift enough to try not to be seen. They knew better than to give me the faces i needed to get an order of restraint or a charge for stalking. He ended up leaving early in the a.m hours. He lives about 12 miles away. He was followed home. Someone was knocking on his windows. He called me up. I was still awake here. Someone had let out his horses during the course of time of him being stalked home. And leaving our property. They was playing games. To try to scare him off.

As We Lay 14

At this point in time i was still continuing home renevations to get the family settled in a lower portion of our home. For protection purposes and a home sale. This area provides concrete walls and a ground level view. Out of sight from the next floor level up. The labbers would stalk us day and night from the surrounding woods. I was the target. I was in America ,on my own property. Some kind of captive in my own home. From the meth labbers for years. They watched my every move inside my home and out. It was a proven fact this was the case. I had seen and heard them day and night. We are a easy view from the upper level of our home. It provides lots of natural sunlight and plenty of windows. The labbers were and had been climbing trees and had men on the ground. As the lab manufactured their sickness " Meth". They had our work commutes down to a science timing wise. We live in a stick built home. Which means that. Theres aluminum siding. Studs,insulation and sheetrock. Completing our homes walls structure. It would not provide much resistance to a stray bullet. At this point in time my family was in total shock. I seen a change in all of my wife and kids after the evening of the neighbors gun threat. This even played part to the rest of my family outside of our home as well.

After The 9*1 Call 13

My wife had called 9*1 we had explained to them that our family was threatened by the neighbors and meth lab protectors. I came down from upstairs in my home. My wife and kids were anxious to see everything from the upstairs bedroom were i had just come from. It was just moments and the c*ps were flying up and down the road. The lab people had a potential call timed out and vacated the property. As loud as i yelled call 9*1 they may have heard me on my property from my upstairs window. I at this point was trying to get my family to go to the basement were it may provide some sort of resistance to a stray bullet. The c*p cars were johnny on the spot and lots of them. The c*p cars were randomley going up and down in front of our home as well as the side road near our house. Now for the likes of me i could not figure out why ,but inbetween all of this. A stray pickup truck went up into the meth lab driveway and soon left the lab. It was dark and had a loud exaust. So the lights on the truck was the only identifying thing to see. It wasnt long and everthing went quiet. Needless to say my family was terrafied at this point. The windows were covered by blinds and curtains for about 2.5 years over this menace nextdoor anyways. We stayed back away from windows and doors. Anything that could be seen through. I at this point am unsure if we got a follow up in the driveway like usually if you call 9*1? Theres a follow up. I believe but not quite sure, that we had to call them back for anything found? So i crawled acrossed the the floor to retrieve the telephone and anything we needed for the evening.We had spoken to someone at the call center. We did recieve a follow up phone call after a few moments. At this point i must of spoke to a higher ranked person in the dep*rtment. We briefly spoke but i exclaimed to him that putting a few guys on the ground would not be a bad idea and that they could use our property to get rid of the meth lab nextdoor. He agreed as long as i did not lob any shots across my yard. At this point after being exausted and beat. After being the night owl for my home for so long. I felt some sort of relief. But this as well was a sleepless night. I lay awake as my family slept. With protection near by.

The worst Is Yet To Come

The Way It Was 2

I was fortunate enough to have a relative live a few homes up the road. He was my uncle. He was a great friend and i spent alot of time with him over the years. We grew very close as he offered me in for coffee very often. We done the same and offered them into our home as well. My uncle and his wife struggled with a hyperactive differently abled son. For petes sakes this guy was like a bear. Aweful strong guy.They tried to steer him as an adult in lifes correct direction as best as they could. And was showing the son how to work on small engines to keep him occupied and busy. And foremost to stay out of trouble. They were very poor people that lived a very simple life. And made a goldmine of love out of nothing. Well somewhere near four years ago this was. We have a small older mobile home with a garage nextdoor to our house. It had been rented by people coming and going throughout the years. The land owner or landlord of the premises passed away with cancer. She was a great neighbor. Very peaceful quite,friendly and with a big warm fuzzy heart. Anyways this mobile home property borders ours. On the West side of our house. And is about fifty yards away approxemately to our home. The bedrooms area of our home resides in the same direction. The way our home is constructed.

The New Neighbors Move In 3

After our neighbor passed away the husband decided to sell the rental mobile home nextdoor. It didnt take long and it was sold. It was sold to a young couple. This new occupant was no stranger to the hill. He had parents that lived around the corner. We seemed pleased at this point that aleast someone reletivly close had purchased the land. And they were a potential good neighbor. And appeared as if this young couple could get married and start a life there. I had seen this guy ,new owner nextdoor to us. At my uncles home. Because he was the son of my uncles landlord. My uncle rented from. I had seen this new neighbor around my uncles rented property throughout the years and he was quite a bit younger than myself. So we did not have much in common. I only knew of him primarily by face and name. My new neighbor hung around my differently abled cousin.

Before The True Colors 4

As a new neighbor i felt as if i would stop in nextdoor one day. I had spoken to this new owner before. I figured i would kind of warm in the neighborhood. And be nice. He seemed like a good person and the girlfriend he had at that time did as well. He at that point had a steady job and she was going to college. Working part time. Seemed like the classic american young couple starting out. They had lived there for about a year together before my uncle and aunt imformed me of there break up. They knew the couple at that time very well and played cards with them on occasion. This was around the time i was informed about the guy nextdoor and him getting into Meth. He didnt really seem like the type. And i actually found it hard to believe. But then as a single guy. Being my neighbor. I had stopped in because he still lived there after she moved out. He was very supprising to admit that he had aquired a meth making recipe. And seemed quite proud of his findings. At this point i did not know what to think. Other than. Hopefully he does not make it here and blow up the place and set my woods on fire. Needless to say. I left shortly after.

The Hearsay Gets Around 5

I at this point did not want anything to do with nextdoor. It would be just my luck innocently standing there and to have something happen. I started to notice some pattern of living changes gradually. Of course he was a single guy at this point. So i expected some friends hanging around the man cave. To be expected. So us living nextdoor. We just went on with life as usual. Things were still peaceful at our residence. Although i was concerned about my son and to keep him away from the place at this point. The neighbor seemed smarter than that and i figured that with the type of parents he had. He would never try to make Meth. I thought he would back out like scared crab. At this point about one and a half years had gone by. Everything seemed to appear normal. Of course i am not the nosey neighbor type anyways. And as usual i still was hanging back and forth socialising with my uncle. I had told him about the meth and the recipe thing that the neighbor mentioned. He found it hard to believe that the nieghbor would do such a thing. After hanging out and playing cards with them as friends couples. I informed him of Meth and was telling him that i was concerned that if his differently abled son would get wrapped up into meth. My uncle and aunt would be in for some family troubles. At this point the hear say of theres a Meth lab nextdoor to my house. I kind of found it hard to believe. So i started to pay attention to nextdoor. I started to notice at my my usual bedtime that there was something going on next door.

Noises In The Night 6

I started to notice more and more traffic as time went on. I started to educate myself of the signs of the smell and any other tip to see if this Meth making was really true. I started to get worried about my family at this point. Our safety and all these strangers going in and out of nextdoor. The previous owners of property was living next door to the Meth lab on the otherside. These are the people that sold the meth labbers the property. We like to hunt. We had permission to hunt their property.The people that used to own the land that the Meth lab sits on. Is who give us this permission.Which is directly outback of our home and runs in back of the Meth lab property going West. To the former landlords home. One day my son wanted to go hunting outback and someone at the Meth lab started shooting guns. My son was scared to go outback hunting in fear of being shot. So he proceeded to enter the Meth lab property to inform them that he was going to be hunting outback. And at the same time. My son comes back to the house and said that my aunt pulled into the driveway and was yelling at the Meth lab owner. The Meth lab owner just stayed in his home. He wouldnt come out. So my son comes back home. Not knowing what to think about what was going on. In concern for my relitives. I go to there home to visit. I find out at this point that there differently abled son had been caught by them under the influence of Meth. As hyper as he was anyways. You couldnt imagine him on meth.

Homes Go Up Forsale 7

My reletives got to the point to were they could not control thier differently abled son. He was like a bull in a china shop. It was somewhere near this time that a police car pulled into my driveway and i was handed a piece of paper about notifying for a drug tip line. Without any type of evidence for a tip to turn the Meth lab in nextdoor .  Other than traffic. And some fear of my family living next to it. We lived on. But in the same token the Meth lab nextdoor was escalating. That day i went to my relatives home. They had told me that the authorities had tried to bust the Meth lab. But had come out with no evidence to support a bust. Between me and my whole family. We at this point lived it ,ate it and drank the doings nextdoor. The whole town knew about the doings going on. My aunt and uncle was having to fight to keep there son under control. A sixty year old man was being man handled by his own differently abled son. The Meth lab owner was using my differently abled cousin as a Meth slave. Making him work for him for Meth. At and around this time was when my uncles health started to fail. It was like the next time i saw him. The ghost of his sole was driving his thoughts and body to secure his wife for his death. When you looked into his eyes he seemed like a walking dead man. With only one primary focus and objective. His skin even changed color.

Stalkers In The Night 8

I had been really concerned for my uncle and as much of a greenhorn and old schooler that he was. I had to gang up on him with my aunt to go to the doctors. For some reason i had the touch. The touch to get him some help at the doctors. At this point the signs that he had been showing. Was only the signs of securing his wife for life after his death. He was afraid of his own son and what his son might do to my aunt. At this point in time. I was renevating my home. I was getting it ready to sell and move out like every other neighbor was. The continious talk about the neighborhood was driving my wife and kids crazy. Thats all we had been living. Knowing my differently abled cousin for since he was born. Theres no way i trusted him to begin with. But adding Meth to the picture was down right scarey. And at this point in time of renevations. I was noticing the night time activity even more. I could hear people on my property in the dark breaking twigs and the wrustle of weeds. I had to protect my family. I decided to stay awake as they slept and switch shifts and sleeping patterns. To ensure there safety. The more i looked the more i noticed. My next door neighbor had been using my property as some sort of lookout. I tried to steer my differently abled cousin away from these doings. But apparently he was running back to the meth labbers with what i was telling him. Thats when things started to escalate. At this point i was thinking of tree cams. Nightvision and any other device to aid myself in the war for my family and property. I had an old blaze orange road cone. Like the ones you see for construction. I quickly peeled off the reflective material sticker and cut it up into small pieces. I nailed all these tiny pieces strategically to the trees in my woods. When the correct angle was used it would reflect my night lights with security motion sensors. It looked like some futuristic game of laser tag. That tactic worked like a charm. Although just to play games with me. They would trigger my lights on purpose.

As The Battle Continues 10

It was like he had different gangs of guys coming up to his Meth lab home. And the amount of traffic was unbelievable. Almost like the only thing i could think was. He was cooking Meth on some sort of schedule. Like the same gangs would show up on certain days of the week. There were some violent ones and others not so violent. I definately hung tree cams and even borrowed my brothers. Which his could trigger motion at a further distance than mine. But anyways at this point in time. When certain automobiles would come to his home for a pickup of his makings. They would fire off some gun rounds. Letting the neighborhood know that they thought this was there hilltop. And a threat about what was about to go down. I was in and out of my house in the woods. I had at this point felt as if i needed to keep my gun close incase of some random fire into my home. They hated my guts. I didnt put up with there crap. This is my family and home. And thats exactly what i instilled in them. I had nights that i had caught guys with rifles on my property 30 yards from our bedrooms. At this point in time my own differently abled cousin had turned against me. And was as well one of the stalkers in the night Surrounding my house. He was so whacked out on meth. He was halucinating from sleep deprevation is the only thing i could think. Ramdomly from any area out doors. This guy would yell out in an insane demented way. He would be talking to himself. Screaming. The worst part about that was. He had a shotgun. And why he had it? Was unknown other than the fact to get him hunting and to keep him out of trouble. He was going through spells at his rental mobile home to where he thought people was after him. So he would randomly shoot his gun into the day or night. This was just another additive. To the joys of living just up the road from his house and nextdoor. Where he was hanging out. And of course his parents were going through a battle of there own. As my uncles health was dwindling.

The Madness Continues 9

The Meth labbers were using four wheelers,dirtbikes and any possable avenue for an escape route. The meth lab owner would randomly sit in his vehicles and start them up and floor them. So the engines would sound like they were about to blow up. This happened all hours of the night. And for some strange reason he got to the point to were he would intentionally like put his truck off the road over the bank. Like wreck it kind of.  He would have a friend pull him out time and time again. The only thing i could think of for reasoning is. He was feeling the water to see if anyone in the neighborhood would call the cops. And when the coast was clear off to the garage to do his business he or they went. It was really strange. You could here a small engine running for hours. And then they had to have been putting something over the engine to dampen the sound. One of the sure signs of Meth making is the smell. It smells like natural gas in a way. The only thing i could figure was. He had been using this engine to burn off or double burn the exaust. Like plumb into the engine with the meth making device to feed the the highly toxic fumes into like maybe the carberator intake or something.The engine would run irraddically. The end results after this double burn theory. Is the smell of like sewer.But we in our own home had been being watched sun up to sun down. Like prisoners in our own home. We would no sooner go to our bedroom and turn off the lights. And the Meth lab would start the engine and cars would start pulling in. So you know that you were being watched. In and out of your home. I remember an evening when the upstairs of my home was so full of meth fumes from the windows being open from nextdoor. As my family lay asleep.That i could barely make it to the window to shut it. I was so dizzy and and felt like passing out. I didnt feel like i was going to make it. I went to each of our windows and shut them.

Gun At My Door 11

I called the authorities and turned the notorious lab in on multiple attemps and even used the online drug tip. We did not get any results or any kind of follow ups most of the time. Like usually if you call them out. They will drive and check the problem. And return to your home. Sometimes this did not happen. I had been so tired. With all the stress and the sleep patterns i was using ,was not doing me anygood. I was diagnosed with PTSD before any of this started anyways. So this was just was an additive to my stress condition and the pressure it was putting on my family was unreal. It had been this way for about a good two to two and a half years at this time. And i fought the labbers day and night. To stop stalking my land. Like it was some sort of joke to the meth labbers. But in order to keep there business going. They had to stay on top of me. Day and night. I was it. The target. They started following my family members off our hill top if they come to visit or even followed us downtown. If you could only understand how upsetting this could be? And to be a lone ranger fighting all these guys. Guns and all. My wife works a 7:00 a.m to a 4:00 p.m day job. She would come home. Do the dishes,laundry and make supper to go to bed for the next working day. Me i was stuck to my home in fear they may burn the house down when we were gone. Or break into our place and steal from us. Its was a good thing we had two large sized dogs. That kind of helped out. But i was confined to the only thing we had left as a family. Our home. It really wasnt a home. More like a place of war.Especially putting the time in to findout. In the night they was going to surround my home and property again. Unfortunately my wife did not believe what i was telling her. About us being stalked day and night. For me it was a huge blow to my heart and soul. Of being the honest person i am. Anotherwards im not a bragger or an idiot that makes up rediculious storys. So that was and has been a serious blow to our marriage. The whole situation at this point was tearing my family apart. Kids and wife didnt dare to go outside because of nextdoor. Like my daughter would pull in with her vehicle and run into the house. Like we dont even own our property.

The Meth lab does instead. I was awaken by my wife one early morning. She was scared at 3:00 a.m in the morning. She said my differently abled cousin was standing at the door with a shotgun. I snuck down the stairs looked through the blinds and sure enough there he stood. He had triggered my motion sensor light. I quickly grabbed my pipe i kept next to the door and quickly swung open the door. Before he could lift the weapon i had the pipe under his neck. I screamed out to put the gun down slowly on the ground. And he slowly did so. I ask if it was loaded he exclaimed yes. I told him to carefully eject the shells. Which he did. When i looked into his eyes. The lids and surrounding eye was so swollen it was level to his nose. They were really messed up. I told him to get off this property and never come back again. I made him pull out the shells and guarenteed the chamber was empty to give him the gun back. I told him to put the shells into his front pocket and walk straight down the driveway were i could see him. Nice and easy. I followed with the flaslight behind him. No sooner did he get to the bottom of the driveway. A car sped up and he got in. The car come from the Meth lab. I believe they were trying to get my differently abled cousin to shoot me and my family. According to the authoritys there was nothing i could do. It wasnt to much longer after this my uncle passed away with stage 4 lung cancer. Although he was in bad medical shape. I am a firm believer. That that the stress. And fighting his Methed out son. Hindered his death to be sooner.The sad part is that his own son at his dads funeral. And as he lyed in bed dying at the hospital. Was on Meth and acting like fool.

My Family Around Our Fire Pit 12

My differently abled cousin at some point in time around september 2015 was approached by the troopers. And with his out of mind expieriance with meth ended up shooting a 12 gauge shotgun off inbetween the two cop cars. He was taken to jail and then a local mental health hospital and was released. Shortly after.At that point in time everything in a normal family home was total chaos here for my family. Shades pulled in the windows for years. Curtains drawn. Almost like living in a cave or jail. And you sit back and wonder what the real world is really like. Asking yourself if you can remember what it was like to be free. And to let the sunshine bare down on your skin. You are actually paying for a home that you cannot use or enjoy.When you go outside you know someones watching you. And you feel reluctant to turn your back. And constantly on the watch. The thought of a random rogue stray bullet going through my home is a daily thought. And at one point in time. We would have each Different gang going nextdoor to the Meth lab. They would have there turn by the day for thier makings. But they would take turns slowly driving down past our home first and turn around looking up at our house. This was a daily instigation towards my home and family. And its really bad when theres nothing you can do about this. It seemed alot like they would pull this just as it was getting dark. Or even as it was turning day light. So you couldnt see there liscence plate. It was an intimedation tactic. And it scared the wife and daughter. I would still stare back at them. Take snap shots of the vehicles. This is my home. And you do not over rule my thrown. For some reason people really seem to change when they get caught up into the meth business. The guy nextdoor is a serious criminal at this point. And there is so much more inbetween the rough draft i have written so far. But it leads me to the thought of me getting branches and sticks from my woods to start a big fire to produce lots of light in a hurry. I would often have a monster fire ready to be lite in case of a bunch of light being needed. If you ever get yourself in this position which i hope you do not. This is a good way for quik vision in the dark. Anyways after all the tramatic happenings. I decided to break my family of the fear of there own backyard. All right family, i said .We are going to have a fire tonight outside. Like a family should be able to and show these people that we own this property. We no sooner get out around the fire. And we notice people from nextdoor at the meth lab. Heading up towards their run down storage shed outback of there mobilehome. They were watching my family and i. I had been through enough. So i finally yelled acrossed and told them what i thought about there illegal activity. Well the lab owner at this point thought he was god himself. He decides to run down to his truck and take off. He drove like mad man anyways.He was heading the way he always seemed to up the road. Theres another lab up that way as well. Beings that this was not my first clam bake. I told the family to get inside and get 911 on speed dial. I heard the meth lab owners truck coming back down the road moments later but then he was followed by cars and trucks shooting guns off into the woods as they drove there cars. Some of the cars went past our house. And others pulled into his driveway. So i quickly went upstairs in my house. Opened up a window. To hear the sounds of shotgun pumps and other clicking sounds as it was just getting dark. They were on the small road near our border lines and they was entering my property. In this hedge row area lining guys up with guns. I yelled to the wife to dial 911 and she did. At this point it had been a two and half year struggle with the Meth lab nextdoor. And fighting for our Amendment rights and for our home,family and privacy. Which youll find out later. We still do not have.

In The Begining 1

This is a true ongoing story. This is an actual event that has happened. As time goes by. You will be informed of any updates. We live in an small American town. A very suburbial type of an area. With a small population. And kind of devistated for employment. The kind of place is where you would typically see rolling acres and run down farms. A place were you would want to be for a peaceful and private setting. Or at least you would think? Our home resides on a dirt road and youd have to be a special country type person for the sacrefice. And the joys of winters and the rigers that come with this kind of living. I am a father and a husband with three kids. Two of the kids still live home. We as well have one dog. Unfortunately we have just lost the other dog to a back injury and had her put to sleep. So anyways now that you have an idea of the setting. A little about us.We are primarily are not well off people by any stretch of the means. We live in a typical ranch style home and we have a garage detached from the house. And pay our bills week to week just like most other people do. And we are the type of family that minds there own business. And gets along with the joneses. We are a family that has a warm loving understanding for each other. And are very considerate towards other people. Now let our story begin.