i saw her today. (and went into the mother's cunt)

26th of june, belgrade, around 3 o'clock PM; bus station near the main city railway station taking busses mainly to banovo brdo. long untied blond hair, several bags. face of an angel, could be. long black tights and one tennis racquet with a worn out blue overgrip sticking out from her bag. reebok sneakers i think. i thought how wonderful it would be to offer her my calling card and have one game with her later. a wonderful prospective friend perspective. and then i looked around and saw at least five enemy looks on the faces of serbian bystanders. my confidence went serbian. as far as i am concerned, the looks and acts here dictate destinies. and so my life goes straight into the mother's cunt as they say in serbia, again and again (that repeats). and, then i saw her again as i was coming down banovo brdo hill several hours later around 18:30 on the same day. she was accompanied by the guy who had red and white supercombi tennis bag. i could not believe how the timing was no coincidence and perfect. i immy thought, come off at the first station and run up the hill. oh well, that's serbia the l,and of the fairies. sorry lord, missing my chances but it an't my fault.

this post is all about drumming up support to see her again /am i straight dummin', hope not.

They wanted to make a precedent example out of myself. And it worked fine with the likes of shitcleaners, mortuary hairdressers, and those in uniforms that are in fact those I had the most trouble with, but with an intellectual crowd it just showed what shit that country really is. I lost confidence in people when the FBI agent or whoever the fuck that was who was arresting me tore up my lawyer's calling card in front of me. That image stuck in my mind. America is the country that brags about all sorts of freedoms and other crap but what happened to me and what is happening to me just shows the kind of crap that country really is about. I used to laugh, I used to communicate to people, make jokes all of the time, instead right now I am on unnecessary defensive and my communicado life is nothing but ruined. the best i can do is blow a kiss to an unknown likeable female standing 50 feet away. someone who runs/ran america needed that.

this also means constant fear. on 30.06 as i was waiting for bbq-ed cevapcici in agropapuk's meat store near kalenic market in belgrade a meat guy took his tongs inside the backroom and possibly lubricate them with some menace. i'd rather think he dipped them into a toilet seat than anything else. what poison it could had been? this all after my serbian friend intentionally left verbal comments about the serbs in the store - he knows i strongly dislike such things in public and does them on purpose to upset me. the meat guy spent some 1/4 kilo of cayenne pepper on his cevapcici which he finally threw into a trashcan and i ate mine to some bile pains. suffice it to say, this is all america's fault. my death and anything prior to it

CROATS, SORRY FOR THE SERBIAN CRIMES

day in, day out, year in, year out, some serbian stupid face comes to stand guard behind me, a foot, approximately a foot and a half away and makes some noises, trying to provoke me into violence. just like today did some squareheaded boy, 80 kilos of pure serbian stupidity, twenty some years old as i was packing some groceries in the maxi store (around 16:45) in vojvode stepe str. he quickly ran around registers came up to me, stood just near and started making some noises a foot behind! man, i felt like blowing his fucking serbian head off cos that is what repeats very often to me but then again thought about all of the time spent in prison for nothing for the same fucking reasons earlier. it is obvious that they want something from me. i feel sorry for the croats, they had to put up with the serbs for centuries and no wonder they hate them like crazy. i stem from here but the thing i hate most is provoking someone for no reason and that's what the serbs are doing to me. free provocation is serbian agenda. it is their problem and point and i have no clue what are they trying to achieve with this. sorry croats, albanians and bosnians altogether. i got the same feelings like you guys. serbian leaders are full of shit for they should know about this, and they are probably allowing them or even shooing them into it. i have no idea but to guess what's behind. first thing that comes to my mind is the prime minister djinidjic's murder. it was obivous to me that i was sent as some sort of an american decoy just days ahead of the murder. americans had written me off a long time ago and i know that these provocations started there. at that time i was the legitimate serbian target. serbs are stupid enough to crib american wrongdoings and ignorance cos americans are the biggest racists in the world. so i believe those that are making noises specially for me are linked to the pm's killers. it could be my imaginations as well but it is my best guess. there is an army of those fucking serbs following me around and messing up my life. what i am trying to describe could probably be seen on the security camera of the maxi store and since this piece of shit was recently overtaken by danish or norwegian company (acquisition) the managers should know better than that, they should warn these motherfucking serbian shit that they cannot do what they are doing. i need to have a space to breathe and someone is telling them not to allow me. i would kill all those political serbian leaders that are pushing them onto me. this is not a game or laughing matter anymore, this is a serious thing. my biggest mistake of the lifetime was going to fucking america where the problem started. i'd been million times better off finishing law school as i started and being the lawyer among these motherfucking stupid serbs. back to the topic; i am talking maxi security guys should prevent any potential conflicting situations so i do not have to take pictures with my mobile phone camera of the perpetrators that are following me around and messing up my life. but it is not only maxi, they are everyhwere i go. i hope international judges devastate serbian sport teams with their calls. that is what they deserve, ignorance for the serbian people. i'd like them to assign each devastating rulling in their serbian heads to me. fight menace with menace.
It just shows how powerful CIA is. Applying Divide and Rule policy herewith they made my own nation hate me and me hate my own nation. It is pretty amazing.

Ships Ahoy!!! When Justice Cometh Upon the Earth

I kept my mouth shut for eight years in fear that the Italian Mafia will rape my ex wife and what not, in fear of another ITalian revenge, but now that she got married to someone else I do not care anymore, Fuck you Gary Barbera. Come to Serbia you Slimy Italian Bitch.

I am not saying all Serbs are monkeys but surely some are into monkey business when I am concerned. In addition, some cheap bitch Serbian Belgrade city skunks are trying to adhere to me, just this stinky scum would only benefit from undeserved popularity if I'd complain about the flavor when they are around. If shunning works for the Amish, it'd work for me too. There is only one guy more popular than me in this country, and it is Novak Djokovic. I would not be able to hide myself here even if I wore wigs and camo clothes like Ana Ivanovic. I recognize many stars around here as I am roaming around the streets of Belgrade. The stars are all invincible, limed and watered down with nothingness. Pure boredom. I do not want to be a star. However, Novak is on the other side of the spectrum, on the other hand, I am despised. Popular and negative popularity altogether. However, he is the only one I can look up to as well, friends excepted. Noone else. There is not such a person in America. I used to believe that some were better than others, for example, Robert de Niro and Bruce Springsteen. But, after what Americans had done to me, I think all of them are worthless idols, there is not an honest to goodness decent person there one can look up to. It's all a monster joke cos what they did to me was monstrous. When they kicked me out, they did me a fucking favor. What bothers me is that they ruined my love, relationship and family in the process. That cannot be repaired. From all sides of that fucking country I was hated. Philadelphian Mafia sniped me when I said something about Gary Barbera's mother. Gary must had been the boss himself or related by blood. Gary Barbera is Chairman of the Pennsylvania State Board of Vehicle Manufacturers, Dealers and Salespersons. About a year ago, the FBI, Alcohol, Firearms and Tobacco Agency spent some time removing boxes and boxes of files from his Dealership. Nevertheless, I think at the time I was arrested he and his clan buddies (Cosa Nostra, the Italian Family) ruled Philadelphia. Someone from his Barbera dealership stole or lost my hubcaps and instead of returning them to me, his kapo showed no respect so I said what I said. I said something bad about his mother. Jersey Mafia, fucking Italians, is in cahoots with City Administration, Street and Rendell, Black and White Jews, they are like this. They rule. I have no doubts FBI helped them set in motion a campaign on me. It was not a slap in the face as they sold it to Serbs. Inshallah, the most precious boon is when you are attacked and provoked undeservedly. Somehow I feel I will never meetagain those that do. They pass by and army of those that follow comes up next. Such is the way of the Lord. I am not here to judge people, I do know that the great injustice was done unto me. Everything was taken away. There is no way I can have love and days like I used to have again. I'd like to know what happened to those that did it to me. The judge, is he still judging? I wonder what God ruled after Mr. Honeyman and others did not rule in my favor. They forgave even those that were dealing drugs, but they could not forgive me as well as the Hitler Henchmen. What a company on both sides.