Saturday, August 31, 2019
now that I have shown the enemies
mine little boy via this blog it is only fair, they show me theirs. not, they
are not willing to do it, the only answer so far has been mounting more pressure.
without any explanations. not fair.
anyone with demons can come out
and destroy a person these days with just one accusation. or, was I the
collateral damage for the worldwide perception of Serbs and Serbia? with
current public harassment in place as well as many things demonstrated in my
life it is more than obvious that my life and career are ruined. the feeling is
that some guilt has been imposed by someone who has got the hypnotic hold of the masses, well - public majority, at least. it appears as if I
have been accused of something so much so I won’t ever be able to use my
marketing skills and commercial ability to their full potential. for example,
yesterday, this group of three young lads (the third one is hardly visible in the images herewith) spat
at my passenger side window which was open as I drove by. would they buy
anything off me or utilize any of my services if they knew I was the provider? i
guess not!
serbian knight templars started
the spitting thing and gave public the idea. if they perceive me as their enemy, I
doubt their overall seriousness because I’m nobody and the fact they have to
deal about me is telling much about them. consequently, I am afraid cos the
imposed guilt natural coincides with a lot of backstabbing. on my part I won’t
be able to use particular services to their full potential as well. whenever
there is a situation that someone works somewhere (let’s say in a hospital)
where I have to appear and that person is a member or sympathizes with Serbian
knights templar and/or any related organization then my life is in real danger.
I do not think I will be able to
get over it, ever.
Wednesday, August 28, 2019
becoming the serbian center of gravity
it is happening day after day,
serbs develop gesturing on the fly and by doing so addressing their target from
their vehicles and it is coming down to a pressure that has been increasing gradually
over time. I got a decent video and license plates in it from the last driver who
did it - slapping his fist wildly (the tapita gesture) as I was passing by, but
since him and his passengers in the black car reminded me of three sicarios I won’t
be posting it here for safety reasons. it is a serbian dream for many youngsters
to reach south America and then become bodyguards for narco trafficants or join
the French foreign legion because there is nothing better to do locally. if they
come back, spare the likes of Novak Djokovic, they think they are all that and a bag of chips and look at you like at a worthless piece of shit. I can tell the background by their over the top arrogant nature and tattoos. the entire
Serbia reminds me of one big spread out military camp, with zero cultural
activity. people are only thinking about fights and how they are going to beat
up someone really bad. fighting and violence seem to be the only known fun in this
land. at least I am coming across these types only.
also, my fears came through today
in full view as I realized many serbs from bosnia and upper part of croatia (lika,
kordun, banija, slavonia) hate my guts. when they were refugees my family
helped a lot of them, but now, since I have become an infamous public personality
in serbia - in a really negative way (it will be illegal to talk to me soon) - ,
they are leading the harassment sector judging by their backstabbing actions
and behavior. I figured most of it out today on the new belgrade’s flea market
where they hold 100% of makeshift stores selling NOS and the second quality
stock. someone there even spat on my windshield while the car was parked.
spit on windshield, novobeogradski buvljak, belgrade serbia, aug. 28th 2019, approx. aro. 15 - 16 hrs
photo taken minutes later from inside a vehicle at a different location
still cannot figure out what is behind all that serbian hatred as I never got any bad feelings about anyone and war is my trade by blood so I am not no coward but I do not participate in ideological, badly led stupid wars without a point where unskilled warriors with fake and feeble background are leading the game. so if they think i m some coward-draft-dodger, no! I am the American by soul. why. because the Americans will never turn on the American. however, serbs will always be the backstabbers. here I am, the living proof, for 17 years they have been doing that as the pastmasters of the art of backstabbing.
spit on windshield, novobeogradski buvljak, belgrade serbia, aug. 28th 2019, approx. aro. 15 - 16 hrs
photo taken minutes later from inside a vehicle at a different location
still cannot figure out what is behind all that serbian hatred as I never got any bad feelings about anyone and war is my trade by blood so I am not no coward but I do not participate in ideological, badly led stupid wars without a point where unskilled warriors with fake and feeble background are leading the game. so if they think i m some coward-draft-dodger, no! I am the American by soul. why. because the Americans will never turn on the American. however, serbs will always be the backstabbers. here I am, the living proof, for 17 years they have been doing that as the pastmasters of the art of backstabbing.
I reckon, Americans are so
powerful and if they had wanted, they would have stopped this nonsense at any
time so nobody would have ever bothered me, they would have cleaned up all the
worms and put them back in the can giving its lid a good tightening for sure, but
for some reason they kept this situation ongoing.and [they] still do.
Sunday, August 25, 2019
syringe as a mysterious sign
syringe. was not there when i parked
but it was there by the driver’s door when i returned to my vehicle between 15
and 16 hours this afternoon at the mall not too far from belgrade, serbia. the
spot where i was parked rules out any accidental disposal.
is it a warning? all I am
thinking about is some sort of revelation implicated by someone who knows
more than me. perhaps I already had my schnitzel in my bloodstream somewhere and someone is just exalting by doing a teaser celebrating beforehand - before i divorced this world. someone
knows something.
makes me wonder and consider all sorts of clues. all i am thinking about is a sorrel horse.