you corner me with no way out I will start scratching - April 2024

there is a difference between being pro ustasha and pro croatian. there are ustasha elements within the serbian government whose influence in serbian politics is overwhelming. and they are sly beyond what 90% of individuals in Serbia can comprehend. in order to take the heat off the recent pro ustasha speech and actions in novi sad, serbia, someone in charge of dirty jobs tasking for the serbian government has ordered black shirted hooligans to go ahead start attacking me on the serbian streets. and I refuse to be a small time smokescreen for what goes on in serbia.

i had couple of such attempts today, april 12th 2024, on trosarina, banjica and at the lower portion of vozdovac, belgrade.

no wonder why the guy [college professor from novi sad] who was accused of pro ustasha speech changed his profile picture on the social media soon after the outcry over his words had begun and started carrying olympia typewriter in the profile photo aiming to somehow associate myself with the antiserbian or anticroatian sentiment. i may be criticizing what is bad in serbia but I am not antiserbian by all means. next, I hate camouflaged communist rhetorics that is dominant in the serbian society because nowadays it feels as if the communist and ustasha goals are the same. ustasha lobby in Serbia knows it and has marked me the prime target for a “dog eat dog campaign” misinterpreting what I had written in the blog. they want to portray me as the enemy of Serbia not as the patriot – the thing I have stated on numerous occasions. one more time they rely fully on the stupidity of the serbian nation because unfortunately a huge number of Serbs are poor thinkers, so this time too it was enough for the camouflaged ustashas to point their mucky pinkies and say – go git him brother(ly) Serbs!!!!!! although I believe that the aforementioned government-sported 'blackshirts' itching to attack are also antiserbian in the core even tho they hide behind pro serbian rhetorics. they are blackfunded so they cannot be real. and the ustashas’ antiserbian outcry – in my case – is for the masses, when they kill me  - nobody cries.

in the same fashion, if I criticize the serbian system [exclusively] i also accept criticism on my part and would like to know what i can improve. i am fed up fighting ignorant people and dragging my ass over serbian courts because lawyers cost money and the idiots with deadly weapons keep coming at me, plus in the courts they are represented pro bono by the government puppet attorneys as they are trying to invert the facts as to who attacked who and somebody better stop them in their tracks before i start begging for help from the outside, the united states and russia and ukraine, because this is simply unbearable – Im not a contender for power in Serbia and I an’t trying to overthrow anybody but if you corner me with no way out I will start scratching. and this comes right after i put a pun on one of my previous posts saying “off meds” and thus trying to deescalate what has been written but someone took it for granted trying to mark me as mental and the attacks started immediately the day after. better hold your dogs tied or i will turn against you – the system – in the most terrible fashion desirable. to make a point and add value to the significance of the stated I hereupon take a sip of water and make a dramatic pause …

last minute: so far every time there was a call from a private number there were serious threats enveloped in utmost vulgarities!!! i did not hear it ringing so this time [talking 4/15/24, 17:23 hrs] i must assume it would have been no different ... 

fry that motherfucker

i   p r o b a b l y made a mistake of mentioning mr. v, the head of the serbian intelligence, in my last blog post as right on the top of the high-rise where he lives – at vojvode stepe 139 – there is something that looks and acts like a directed energy weapon, an operational cannon rather, a high powered microwave that is able to target and regulate much of its vicinity underneath, and I believe now this could be the source of directed energy I felt administered all over my body in the form of invisible heat ray at various episodes in the past, rather than it would be the house on the nearby gostivarska street which I previously believed was the base where this was coming from. either or. I have no clue whether this cannon is associated with 5G waves as the conspiracy theorists are advocating, but I know it is working and you can check it out at this address once you pop up in belgrade, serbia. that is for sure. several hours ago, at nighttime, I took both video and photo of this cannon. it is similar in achieved effect to what has been promoted as Active Denial System in addition to numerous other concentrated electromagnetic energy systems for public control but I doubt that American or Israelis sold it to Serbia [to use it as a torture toy for the selected] unless the Chinese or Russians had cloned and perfected it to act as a true killing machine. 

according to direction of its emitting light it is definitely pointed downward towards and into my residence and it definitely does not serve any other imaginable purpose as it cannot be an aviation obstruction lightning. namely, yesterday I was mowing a lawn and the top of my head could have been exposed to the centered beam of directed heat and as I woke up at 2 AM I felt as if my head was fried up with a bit of sunburn feel around eyes likewise as if the directed heat caught that portion of face which was protected by my cap visor. but I am unsure if I was shot at when I was outside as I immediately did not feel any disturbing symptoms or it happened when I was sleeping – if that energy can go through windows and walls, surely, there is the meaning behind it being at powered-up [lit up] mode over night and pointed in the direction.

just a few days ago, I was standing still outside doing some yardwork and due to an overwhelming centered heat I felt as if some energy was directed into my manhood so I had to step inside and find cover behind a very thick wall. pretty much the angle wherefrom this radiation could have been coming from does not coincide with the position of the aforementioned cannon on the top of the high-rise, so that is why i say either or. in the same fashion, another time, as I was cleaning something in the garden I felt as if someone was targeting the top of my head with a heat but obviously it was not so intense like the heat from yesterday or the last night when it was turned onto the max; on this secondary occasion heat ray could have been coming from the high-rise. regarding all available information, the speculative conclusion to what this could be, for one it acts like an Active Denial System weapon which emits high frequency electromagnetic beam into the target but it is far from being safe for humans as advertised. 

following up on day two: same bright electromagnetic cannon produced shining light, do not recall seeing it on before, it started shining into my premises right after the previous post, i could describe it as the punishment for what was written. got the same head pressure symptoms over night although now i feel a heart weakness as well ... probably changed frequency and power intensity of the high powered electromagnetic energy to emulate transfer rate needed for heart failure. 

the following is found at Wikipedia:

The ADS works by firing a high-powered (100 kW output power) beam of 95 GHz waves at a target, which corresponds to a wavelength of 3.2 mm. The ADS millimeter wave energy works on a principle similar to a microwave oven, exciting the water and fat molecules in the skin, and instantly heating them via dielectric heating. One significant difference is that a microwave oven uses the much lower frequency (and longer wavelength) of 2.45 GHz. The short millimeter waves used in ADS only penetrate the top layers of skin, with most of the energy being absorbed within 0.4 mm (1⁄64 inch), whereas microwaves will penetrate into human tissue about 17 mm (0.67 in).

The ADS's effect of repelling humans occurs at slightly higher than 44 °C (111 °F), though first-degree burns occur at about 51 °C (124 °F), and second-degree burns occur at about 58 °C (136 °F). In testing, pea-sized blisters have been observed in less than 0.1% of ADS exposures, indicating that second degree surface burns have been caused by the device. The radiation burns caused are similar to microwave burns, but only on the skin surface due to the decreased penetration of shorter millimeter waves. The surface temperature of a target will continue to rise so long as the beam is applied, at a rate dictated by the target's material and distance from the transmitter, along with the beam's frequency and power level set by the operator. Most human test subjects reached their pain threshold within 3 seconds, and none could endure more than 5 seconds.

A spokesman for the Air Force Research Laboratory described his experience as a test subject for the system:

For the first millisecond, it just felt like the skin was warming up. Then it got warmer and warmer and you felt like it was on fire. ... As soon as you're away from that beam your skin returns to normal and there is no pain.

the saying should go, when in Serbia you do not mess with Tito’s old stock pioneers, or else. unfamiliar of its deployment in Europe I may be the first one to be fried and tested, the European victim zero of this Teslainian monster, however, knowing the doings of the regime in power it would not be strange that money was invested into obtaining this weaponry. 

why cannot we be friends, Serbia ?

... off meds ...

first of all serbia is such a small place that one cannot easily escape. you cannot simply move from belgrade to california and have a nice, clean, fresh start and new thwarted destiny. in serbia everything usually revolves around one city belgrade and its prisonlike atmosphere wherein you are holed up for the rest of your life with other inmates aka citizens. furthermore, since the market for anything is so tiny and narrow most serbs will prefer to see you stay down if you are down so numerous people will make sure to prevent - you do not opportunely and ambitiously rise becoming thus someone’s unwanted competition down the line. S. & N. Djokovic know it best [talking about the beginnings]. utilizing lies and machinations of all kinds the rivals create your past, your present, and your future. it all boils down to fact that in serbia you do not feel wanted, there an’t no motivational speeches, no available game plans and no team play [designed for you]. if you have it in you then you are nothing but another obstruction. others will thrive in your misfortunes to satisfy their sick egos. jealousy also lurks from everywhere. I will give you a weird example i was told by a reliable friend that allegedly does not lie; namely, some guy nicknamed Zuca who managed Yugoslav National gallery, advised him some years ago not to ever do business with me – without specifying any reason – and the funny thing is I never talked to nor shook hands with Žuća, i barely know how this bald guy looks like ... throughout years a number of other associates also advised that there are art clans in belgrade that often tell people not to work with me, although i have no clue who these clansmen might be. i was even told this by the official doctor of the French embassy in Belgrade; an art lover, Dr. S.; he also added, nobody i talked to likes you; but did not want to give any names. to sum it up, around here everybody knows you - talking about 30 plus million people in the region - and one million of them or one half percent roughly do not like you - and in turn you are familiar with none of them. that's some funny statistics. but, there is the one guy I met: one time there was this guy who still owns several galleries in belgrade and who out of blue wanted to fight me as soon as i entered his joint so i called cops. the said person [gallery owner] never spent more than a minute speaking with me and even then it was all about fighting and cursing and nothing about art. then later he spread rumors and falsely accused me of eating in his place as the reason why „he went berserk.“ so if you are planning on making any type of deployment into serbian art world be aware there are numerous other walks of life that are truly trending in here like mobsters of all kinds, street fighters, bouncers, or hooligans. up in those leagues you can push forward without any art knowledge by just being brave, that is all there is to it and what counts - next to a basic arms training to start up your career while raw physique and good fighting skills come in handy, but most importantly - the backing of the government that covers your ass will be the crucial thing necessary that will make you the untouchable outlaw champ. without it, you must be to dumb to get involved, however, dumb people can be charming - it is fair to say. luckily, i never had that sort of backing so it never crossed my mind to get involved into the „big business“ as i was never prone to experimental gambling and risk taking without fully predictable results. and now a bit smarter from the veteran's vantage point even with these smarts i cannot reason why in the world was that individual about to devour me yesterday. i am talking about Mr. Aca Vasiljevic, a former head of the yugoslav military intelligence in Slobodan Milosevic times who gave me the death stare when i passed him by nearby his new private construction site. I did not check my car camera [later i did] but cannot forget that super angry gaze and changing facial colors as i was coming closer. of course, even though he now does not have that raw discretion oozing with impunity to allegedly authorize deadly outcomes as it was allegedly possible while the precursors of the current junior regime were in power, i do not think i will be dodging bullets, bombs and other deadly stuff anytime soon for just writing an anecdote, but he gave me something to think about by being one of those i never spoke to in my lifetime either - hence wherefrom comes the intolerance?! and i sincerely wonder why cannot we be friends, go bowling on weekends - i hate having someone that perceives me as the enemy. but it is what it is, someone must have the cojones to become friends with those they dislike and i cannot make those - numerous those - that do not like me in this country and region and all over Europe, go for lazy walks [with me] in der schöne grüne wälder. as a matter of fact i cannot waste time hating anyone even though mr. V. was in charge of intelligence [agency] when a dispatch was sent to american counterparts looking for someone accused of genocide by my name which turned out to be a typing mistake, a typo [in the last name] as they call it, i have no grudge against anyone even though it was a terrible thing letting go a family life in the States. Serbia is rather a small place where everybody knows me, belgrade is a minute town in comparison to any large world metropolis, and i do not cherish anything more than friendship, family and patriotism but patriotism is gold in one healthy land where i will be supported and not hated by many, judged and backstabbed at every opportunity, it is beyond comprehension. i am probably barking up the wrong tree, they most likely won't listen and will try to shake me off [otresti budalu is the popular Serbian slang phrase that Zarko Pop allegedly uses], but something is about time. for a change. agree or disagree ... 

last minute some baffling experience: swear to goodness, less than one hour after this post was published, a blinding light beam shoots into the room and right into my face from a distance of approximately 4 to 5 or even as far as 6 kilometers away ... could this be a military grade powerful flashlight or yet another coincidence ? photo below > >>