WHY AM I AFRAID OF BEING IN SERBIA

after a long stay in the united states out of blue I was arrested by the unknown people and was forced to spend less than a year in private FBI facility in Albert Pike county, PA, that is located 3 - 4 hour drive away from any visible landmark of civilization. before the arrest they showed a photo of someone asking if that was me. the photographed person looked very much like me but I never had a sweater the person in the photo was wearing. I do not know why but I naively said it was me because the facial similarity was unbelievable. for the moment I myself thought it could not be anyone else but me, I was not giving it a second thought. following my arrest, I was never talked to by my captors other than guards, was never charged with anything, and I never saw any judge during the entire time I was confined there. I know this sounds unbelievable but it is true. my family was ruined by those actions and there is not anything more precious than having a family. MY FEELING HAS BEEN THAT MY APPREHENSION AND CUSTODY WAS DONE PER REQUEST OF THE SERBIAN GOVERNMENT. I cannot explain it in any other way. right before serbian prime minister was assassinated I was forced to come to serbia, two American agents were escorting me and my hands were tied. as they left me in Belgrade they ran across the airfield apparently into the plane as if they were not subjected to any passport control.

soon after the assassination of prime minister, I saw a person with glasses in black and white photo robot (the one that is available on internet now from what i recall appears different) who was described by the newspapers and media as the killer or the person of interest and then i assumed the individual may have looked something like me and there's something to it. due to everything strange that happened to me in prior months (false imprisonment, broken off family, fully unclear whether it was private or governmental detention, prevented to communicate) i thought that i could had been set up as a patsy. the fear of being killed on the spot instilled in me as the chase for the prime minister killers was underway and various people were killed over a period of months and years inclusive of a number of witnesses - according to publicly available articles. i avoided everyone. it is hard to think this was less than a coincidence. what i recently realized the serbian event could had been a set up for another lee harvey oswald scenario according to various mythbusters such as the jesse the governor ventura. my imagination, if and what if, has been my everlasting adversary although im not saying that i do not have a firm grip on reality that often influences imagination though. when citizens of serbia do not want to leave you alone it is hard as you also have to cope and find out why. okay.

then for several years in comparison to what goes on today, my living was close to normalcy until I became fed up with situation wherein I did not see my child for years. I demonstrated for days in front of the American embassy in Belgrade and all of a sudden all hell broke loose. I was harassed in public wherever I went to. it was about that time that someone came up with a traitor slur so the serbs could hate me more. following this i had numerous hostile encounters (much more than a 1000 times) with various and usually unknown individuals all over serbia. they (apparently?) all knew who i was as their only goal was to provoke by noise, actions, etc. who were these people? there is a word that constantly revolves around my head describing all those who are messing with my chastity, valiance and innocence. motherfuckers!

then years later the first hostile person from the 'neighborhood' (someone you can trace) that came along spitting like the devil whenever coming across was a public figure and a neighbor vojkan Milosevic. I asked myself why. when you spit vigorously whenever coming across someone so this becomes a regular routine and i mean vigorously for up to half a minute so you can attract attention and leave the other person wondering as to why, you are not leaving a very good calling card as to your intentions toward someone. several times he was approaching and his spitting session would start when he was about thirty yards away and i was the only one around in his sight, and he would not stop until coming very close or after passing by. I overheard that he was often going to America to collect donations from rich American serbs. I asked myself if his strange behavior was somehow linked to my American stay. so far i tried to stay away from his path. occasionally while trying to figure out who he was, I saw him in public youtube videos appearing with milorad maric (a controversial tv presenter)  as a guest, acting up, appearing as the most powerful individual in the world, the Russian Maltesian Knights’ leader. this totally unnerved me – why would someone bragging to be linked to the secret society that can, at their mere will, kill anyone - have anything to do with me. it was not almost as if his repeated spitting actions deemed personal. why?

today, on march 30th 2018, on my way to the post office I stopped my car by the waste containers to throw garbage that was in the trunk, as I was about to exit I saw mr. milosevic kneeling there, two yards away from my window, staring at me with a killer look in his eyes, two ladies and some kids were by as he was fixating at me as if he was going to kill me on the spot. this encounter definitely was a coincidence although you probably know what it means when someone stares down you fixedly. it is not only asking for trouble but it is also sending unmixed messages. this guy was staring down with a firmly fixated look on me without blinking. I am not kidding. I looked to the right to give the situation a break hoping that he will go about his business and as I turned back he was still fixing at me like a large snake ignoring my privacy all along. I decided not to throw my trash and I did not exit. I went on in disdain. I had been worrying ever since I came into this bloody country against my will and even more so as of this afternoon. serbs keep triggering me by adding insult to injury. writing what bothers me seems like my only resort. something has not been right in my life since 2002. GW Bush’ time. trying to say to the world that the joke is over, I have never felt safe in serbia since i was returned here. and I tried to explain why.