SHALOM GOES A LONG WAY yet my life goes in nothing but the fear and suffering

Belgrade February 22^nd 2017

trying to figure out why many Serbian secret service members are greeting each other with shalom – on facebook for example - which would be kind of cool if I did not feel scared for my life in this country – and the only one who could have designed the suffering that I am going through would be the “serbice” – Serbian Secret Service – now also known as BIA.  there are people here that openly go public bragging about how they slaughtered political opponents in the past. I see myself as a threat for this country – in their eyes, surely.  because I am not sitting down waiting to sink myself in into the Serbian sea of hatred, yet I am trying to stay afloat and fight off the hatred, but the more I am fighting the deeper hole I am digging myself in because a long time ago sense and reason had left the Serbian soil.

Serbian children do not have schoolbuses that will drive them to school, instead they utilize public transportation like everyone else. there was a child today standing on the bus door as I was going to cemetery to visit a family grave. this boy did not want to move and let me pass inside instead he was pushing me back with rucksack and bucking – it was a child – of course I could not say or do nothing to help myself out. Instead one lady came forth saying to this kid:  what are you doing? why are you doing that? what grade are you going to? you cannot be doing that? the child replied: fourth grade. I decided to exit on the following stop and walk the rest of the way. there were four hooligan types standing at the next door so I had to squeeze my way out and back again by this dangerous child. only in Serbia I could easily imagine some idiot parents coaching their kids: he cannot do nothing to you because of your age – just kick him in the testicles when he is passing by. this seems to be the Serbian reality – the way I got to know some of these people – this is how some people think and behave around here. there are no liabilities for anything. esp. since there is not one person in this city that does not know who I am or how I look like – I was doomed as of the time I got here – everyone seems to be allowed to do what they want to me in public – they can spit at me as I am passing by – as many of them do – just like the motherfucker who did it today while my lip was bleeding – I cut myself with aluminum foil while eating burrito. there were so many occasions that I do not care anymore about serbian spitting and man-made noises etc but when they spit into your mouth while your lip is bleeding that is the problem. Serbs. I should add some and many because they are not all like that of course.

next to the guys that live well off the serbian system - police officers, secret service agents, new moneymakers, politicians and their families, only  Serbian hooligans can feel entirely safe in this country because whoever catches a problem with them can expect to become a dead meat overnight as the latter will wait for you and shoot you or beat you up unlike the elite who will pay to crush you or otherwise annihilate you. among some others, these guys here are allowed to live like kings in this country:

if i chose to live like that i would have been one of them - the untouchable, but from the point of art  lover i would have had a problem with that living arrangement. instead, every serbian scum can touch me, kick me, spit at me. this is why the rest of Serbia can take out their weenies and show them off to me – as Im unprotected, soft target of insignificant value that every Serbian motherfucker can attack as they please and like. any place at any time.are they jealous or what?! yes, they must be jealous. there is no other explanation. 
i hope you can read between the lines that i am boiling on the inside but cannot open my soul and be fucking sincere for i am trying to stay freaking politically correct, it is not a sissy writing it - i am trying to remain human.

another dimension of serbia

these motherfuckers that for thirteen years did not allow me to continue on with my life were most likely promised green cards by the united states to continue on with their quest hunt and harassment, it goes day by day. the real problem is they owe me millions for ruined lives and they do not want to pay for it and this Serbian traitorous scum is helping them out covering their tracks and nesting all their dirt done upon me under the carpet. birds of feather flock together - i wish if thousands of serbs finally got their green cards and over-flooded the US. talking bout rolling kettles and found lids. 

they must be dreaming of ravaging my body as they are raping my mind on daily basis. after what was done to me by these bastards there is not such a person or such a miracle cure that can get me going!

scuttlebutting serbs and a gay person attacks

Belgrade, Serbia, february 15^th 2017, after I had exited streetcar on vojvode stepe blvd. I walked into the maxi store only to be followed by what appeared to be at least a gay person. I say at least because a few hours ago Kim Jong-nam was pronounced dead after a similar close bodily encounter. anyhow, after I went to grab some water bottles this person was right there behind me breathing on my neck. I could not believe my eyes as he used stealth to approach. I said, hey man too close, too close, what the fuck! I felt dirty and abused. He replied or better yet lied: I said to you I was too close. I thought to myself: no motherfucker, you did not say anything. not a word. he just sneaked up and leaned on me. He was wearing some scientific rucksack and this was way too close to precisely hit someone with flechette or similar thing let alone abuse by intimate touching. all in all some serbs have not finished their ordeal against me, not only that im the talk of the town but my life is in constant danger from those who want their fifteen minutes of fame over my dead body. this is the new wild west of the world 

WTF, BELGRADE

the only difference between me and some dog that some motherfuckers want to skin in youtube videos is in the ability to communicate and cry out to the world via the PC network. me and defenseless dogs are walking in the same shoes. as of the time I first came into this country both the government and the people were hostile to me. in the beginning 60% of hostilities were man-made noises and later they were becoming more physical and violent. in all that time I've not endangered but one Serbian person and they did everything to make my life very difficult and miserable.

february 13^th 2017: as I was exiting my friend’s apartment around 23:07 hrs – dobracina street, downtown Belgrade - I immediately noticed an unusual commotion in the middle of the street where three athlete-built persons were pretending to work under the hood of a jeep. my sixth sense told me that they were after me – it is hard to explain how but I decided to abandon my usual path and cross the street which was an unexpected move if someone was doing surveillance and following me. I felt entirely uneasy. I knew that something was going on with so many people involved. much to my surprise on that side of the street on the following block there was a black Mercedes Benz parked inconspicuously while the driver was filming me as i was approaching with his phone camera which had a white protective mask, strangely I noticed that. I noticed also that this vehicle's plates started with letter “P” which only meant government or the police vehicle and if I was walking my regular path i would not had not been able to notice this camera operating person neither the police plates. it's side windows for back passenger seats were deeply tinted so i was not able to see if anyone was seating in the back. as a matter of fact i had a feeling they were about to injure me, so i did not even look at that direction, i closed my eyes as i was passing by, and turned my head into the opposite direction. meanwhile, i was trying to figure out what the hell was going on and up the street there was also one guy waiting on the corner. he was looking at me and I looked back at him only to find the complete scorn in his eyes, so I realized that he was the part of the team and his look told me that they were up to no good. i quickly crossed the street, and since I could not figure out what they were doing because obviously it was not a classic surveillance but rather some type of action - activity, I felt upset which I am still an hour and a half after. after i crossed the street i felt a huge pain in my neck and now i feel headache on the top of my head. what did they want?!! crazy as it is, I do not even have girlfriend (government and Serbian people made that  normalcy in one person's life a mission impossible) so my interrelations with this society is brought down to positive zero unless we count out a few art loving enthusiasts. I never felt more segregated in my life than in these Serbian years. I feel that my dog – the English bullterrier - has got more freedom than I do in this country. I wish I was feeling awesome, but I forgot that feeling here in Serbia. This is definitely the grave, not the habitat I was dreaming of.

SERBS ENJOy SPREADING FEAR

as some serbs are walking towards me they are piercing me with their looks while keeping both fists clutched with obviously something in them. as much as I am supposed to guess these objects could be lighters or lasers. they want me to believe they are the latter. as they are passing by they are pointing these objects in their fists diagonally towards me as if to make me think that these lasers will soon blind me. this appears to be their original intention. soon afterwards sometimes I feel tingling around my eyes, an uneasy feeling, which makes me think what it really was. could I have done something to protect myself?? most of these serbs are against serbia joining the EU, they would like to go with Putin. Do they think Putin is crazy? His daughter LIVES in the EU. He would have been the first one to condemn them. 

it is always something, if they stopped coughing and kicking they will be and they are finding new ways to bother and disturb - for example by whistling, pushing and shoving as i was standing in line with some of them today in the meat shop and waiting for the bank to open to pay for something. it's been thirteen years under psychological fire in serbia. 

my right to bear mask. belgrade – my take on the situation in belgrade 70 years after the olympic games in berlin.

wore this mask today to protect myself against the clouds of dust containing asbestos particles found in streetcar brakes - piles of which are concentrated around public transportation stops and raised by some public transportation drivers in belgrade for the hell of it and for the fun by unnecessarily and aggressively braking (or otherwise) following their speeding runs while inside many passengers are purposely coughing straight in your face out of disrespect or just for being lowly which by itself is a form of biological warfare. some say do not complain, the system will get you because if you complain you are then automatically suggesting there is something wrong with the system and within the system. they will set you up. for everything you write you have to have some motif and since neither I am on payroll of foreign agencies nor I am the crazy traitor (like thousands of Serbs that are after me) this is my view of the story. I do not give a damn to whom my vote goes to, if I have to vote for the system I shall do. do not care. just tell me who to vote for. this post is not targeting the system, it is against the inhumanity.  

SERBS COOKED MY BRAIN

SOME MORE GNARLING WOLVES OUTTHERE – MORE SERBIAN INTIMIDATION

serbs that are vicious want their fifteen minutes of fame - over my dead body

it seems that I am the magnet for aggressive and vicious serbs. In this country everybody knows everything about me and by definition I am a star but the star that they are allowed to attack, provoke and terrorize.

I justly ask what the fuck is wrong with the world! German peoplecare for animals and nobody wants to yell out to Serbs – LEAVE THIS FUCKING GUYALONE!!!!!

february 2^nd 2017, this is a follow up on recent Serbian intimidation and attacks: another guy mimicking gnarling wolf attacks today as I was sitting in overcrowded streetcar no. 10 around 17:30 hrs. first off I heard a loud banging above my head as someone was banging on handrails pretty hard. I looked above at one guy next to me and the banging stopped. i thought: 'wrong guy' as he did not try to interact with me. this motherfucker that i later learned was the problem was standing a step behind so I could not see him right away and as I was trying to exit I felt a piercing stab in my buttocks which I did not pay much attention to. then as I stood outside to let the streetcar go away I saw him in the window trying to impress me (communicate with me rather) with facial impression of the snarling wolf - this dumb fuck'smouth was opened with teeth exposed as he sat in the seat where I was sitting moments ago. this jerk's impression had nothing on the taxi guy who performed gnarling wolf the day before yesterday but the fact is - serbian persecution of me became endemic. i cannot believe he is the part of organized network of these attacks, that he was actually sent by someone but everything is possible. but then I started thinking why and who was banging hard on the handrails. was another guy trying to warn me that this motherfucker was holding a power laser above and pointed into my head from a close proximity all that time - and that by holding both handrail and laser pointed into the back of my head (one feet distance) with his right hand that burned everything inside my brain? – i do have an awkard feeling in the back and on the top of my head now as if my brain has been cooked (it is lasting into the second day.) (this in the brackets is my follow up three days later and it still feels as if my brain was cooked. who could have imagined that some serb would sneak up on you and burn your head with laser in public transportation.) and did son of a bitch try to kick me in the testicles while I was exiting as they also hurt? it was obvious he had read my previous post about JSO and tried to copycat and improve on the stated by mixing it in with the physical attack. he was doing stuff right there behind me which i could not detect and see until it was too late. and the guy that was banging knows what happened, so there is at least one witness.
aggressive and vicious serbs (there is a number of them) come to me too close for comfort. i am the magnet. i pretty much think they are not liberals but very much far right individuals. I think by terrorizing me and sticking to me they want their fifteen minutes of fame within the serbian community and at least their friends. the only way they can break in into this society and get some respect is by doing harm. they ride on my back and the world allows it. that is why I am angry with the world. I think the can of worms has been opened and the system did it - the system allows it to happen and the system owes me some IOUs – not kidding. i cannot believe that this serbian irrelevant snowflake actually melted my brain. as if a toddler pulled the trigger and killed a cop.

it also means that I am coming dangerously close to throwing in a punch. I feel the world isresponsible for it as serbs cannot do what they want to do – they got to respectinternational laws and basic human rights. as, if someone spits while passingby next to you so you feel his spit on your face, if someone kicks you from behind advertently, if someone points laser at you then you should chase down thatmotherfucker and punch his fucking teeth in. but it also opens up questions - who is behind it - who may be stirring for more trouble - are there any foreign agencies involved or is it just domestic serbs that are involved. if it is the latter i strongly feel the being and the tree of freedom in serbia needs to be heavily policed and managed by the appropriate and well equipped foreign agencies. farm cows cannot manage themselves on their own and in addition they can be a danger to many including their own kind. period. but who can tell it for sure.

following the murder of dada vujasinovic it is obvious that any criticism of Serbian society will earn you death penalty. as I was walking my dog down vitanovacka street Belgrade today on February 3^rd 2017, around 18:40 hrs, on the corner of vitanovacka and gostivarska streets I came upon two vehicles pretending to belong to some painting company. they were filled with materials but to me it was obvious that they were only posing, waiting there as the part of ambush / stake. as we came closer two “workers” were in charge of creating commotion on the street to take away our attention from the remaining two who had sprayed something goddamn awful in the air in our path so I had a few breaths of that poison whatever it was - it choked my chest and gave me an awful burning feeling in the throat. i m writing this on february 3rd 2017 at 19:02 hrs and still coughing dry cough that cannot be stopped. their supervisor could have been in the jeep vehicle parked across the street with headlights on. I could see the way they were looking at me – their hatred was on the level where it was same to them whether I lived or died, and they probably had a couple of breaths of that too. they were the expendables who it appears had no clue what they were actually doing, they were doing what they were told to do.