I wrote a letter to the Landlord - in response to her letter - advising me to "Vacate the Premises" - in ten (10) days - because the "Bully Upstairs" - complained about my music on Christmas Eve - doesn't like me - neither do any of my other neighbor's (another ban against me?) - except for Julienne next door - even though I've never heard any complaints from any of them - don't know them - because they have never acknowledge me and don't understand how the Landlord can evict me - because the "Bully Upstairs" doesn't like me?
I reached out to the Bully Boy (Abe from Hawaii-that speaks Spanish) and offered to give him my phone number, so that if he ever had a problem in the future - he could call me directly and let me know. He gave me a dirty look - said "I'll get it from you later" and never spoke to me again. I had an old coffee table book from Hawaii, full of great photograph - dated 1978 - that I found when I was unpacking - so I went upstairs and gave it to the Bully Boy - He opened the door - took the book and pretty much slammed the door in my face. I try to sleep - but I can't - because he is up there - sticking tubes and chemical dusters - through my fans, vents and even the drains in my sinks - spraying white powder, things that look like webs and lint, that are coming through my ceiling and poisoning my residence - I put a blanket over my head, while I try to sleep and I can feel drops of liquid poison - falling onto my blanket - right above my head. Then I hear something being threaded down through the wall (between the dry wall and the posts) - which stops when it reaches my location - at which time something pokes a pin hole in the wall and something starts spraying out of this little hole - and it gets in my eyes, nose, mouth and ears - it's all over me. So I put on a pair of goggles and a mask - I have a migraine headaches, from this charade, so I lay down, cover my head and try to ignore it - but it's pretty nearly impossible - it persists and escalates - So I get up and start writing this in my blog - but as I'm writing - I feel sick - because - if you have never experienced this Hell - you probably don't believe it (which makes me sick) - that is why I am telling you - because you need to believe - before this happens to you - or one of your loved ones. I am not crazy - as Law Enforcement continues to try to portray me - and beside - what if I was "crazy" - wouldn't that be all the more reason, for Law Enforcement and other Government Officials, to want to ensure my safety? So that the perpetrator's of these Crimes - could not take advantage of my disability and inability to defend myself? - Poisoning does have Neurological effects on the Victim - but that does not give Law Enforcement the "Right" to slander me and spread poison in the Communities where I have attempted to reside - which is what they have done to me here. When I called them, to report a man lingering around the building and looking in my kitchen window - it took them an hour and a half to get here - When the Officer arrived - he was rude, dismissive and condescending, he walked around the building and then went upstairs (to the middle apartment) and asked the tenant if she knew who's truck was parked in our driveway - She said it was her boyfriend's truck - She never mentioned the fact that she had a boyfriend, who is a Mexican Landscaper - in fact, just a few days earlier - she told Julienne and I that she didn't have a boyfriend and didn't want one - The Officer came back down stairs and said "That truck belongs to her boyfriend and if you see anyone looking in your windows again - maybe you should nail plywood over them and talk to your neighbor's - next time you have a problem - instead of calling 911." at which time he left. I went inside - completely frustrated and dumbfounded by this lawlessness - The Officer came back - once he thought I was inside and couldn't see him - He went upstairs - to the "Bully Boy's" apartment and started slandering me to my neighbors - They told me the Officer said things like "She's crazy - she's a threat to National Security - stay away from her, etc." is it any wonder - I have no friends? The Bully Boy upstairs is doing the same thing to Julienne next door - Her place is completely black, from the stuff he's spraying in there- I can't even breath in her place - I try to communicate with her and help her - but it's as if she's not even there - I think she's delirious - from the chemicals and doesn't even know the time of day. I was going to get a cup of coffee and found that my back tire had been flattened - I went anyway. When I got back to my place - I turned on the T.V. - but it was off line - someone unplugged the system - unscrewed the cables - outside my window - so I had to plug it back in and reboot the thing. All the while - the Bully Boy upstairs - follows me from room to room - every time I move - he moves..... What to do now? Is there no way out of this nightmare? |
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We live happily indeed, not hating those who hate us! among men and woman who hate us - we dwell free from hatred! We live happily indeed, free from ailments among the ailing! among men and woman who are ailing we dwell free from ailments! We live happily indeed, free from greed among the greedy! among men and woman who are greedy let us dwell free from greed! We live happily indeed, though we call nothing our own!
One ought to follow the wise, the intelligent, the learned, the much-enduring, the dutiful, the elect; one ought to follow such a good and wise Soul, as the moon follows the path of the stars.