I allow anybody who has not caused me obvious and severe harm to euthanise me !!!

I HATE pain

Please Euthanise me AS SOON AS POSSIBLE because the current pain of my life as a paranoïd schizophrenic also afflicted by several (too many) Tourette syndromes, severe body and facial dismorphophobic disorders, as well as too many sleeping disorders (narcolepsia, hypersomnia, and insomnia) and bi-polartity problems I find life excruciatingly too painful.

PS: I want to be euthanatised with the littlest amount of pain as possible. And after the death of my body that it be increased to ashes (done at the necessary temperature to make it become true to ashes as fast as possible). And please also euthanise my two cats Galys and Lilou (allias Loïc)

  

My Latest Will (Testatment)

In the event of my death or as soon as possible Euthanasia, and on the condition that my body is ethically incinerated to dust and done as such with the minimal amount of pain as possible. I donate all of what I own to Ernesto de la Cerna aka che guevara. Any prior will is to considered unvalid from this point on.

NB: In the event of my person having any known or unknown duplicates, descendants, adopted children or spouse of any sort, they are to be excluded of my will.

My Latest HIV Blood Test Results

Bellow is a photo and scanned version of my latetest AIDS/HIV test results. Currently I have not had any kind of sexual intersource, piercings, or any kind of intravenous shots of any sort within the last 6 months. So unless these test results are false (for what ever reason), I am not infested by AIDS/HIV.

I HATE SEX....

Welcome To Where it Died. The "Cour" RAPE Place.

Picture By ME of The Cemitary of My Sexuality:

Excluding Masturbation.

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My Official Judiciary Complaints For "Ussure Passure D'Identité & Escroqerie"

Complaint No1 For "Usure Passure D'Identité & Escroquerie"

Complaint No2 For "Usure Passure D'Identité"

Click On Scaned Print Out To See Enlarged Version


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Finnally My Handcaped Adult Card

NB: My Condition as a Handicaped Adult is Relating to My Scoliosis and My Mental Illness': Acute Paranoïa, Schizophrenia, Rapid Cycling Bi-Polarity (NOS), Tourette Syndrome, Hypersomnia, Insomnia, Narcolepsie. In The Context of not Being Afflicted These Crimpling Diseases, and the Interesting Side Effects of Medication Used To Cure Them, I am in No Way Handicaped Mentally.


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My Phobias

Other than being phobic of My "Family" and Ex-"Friends" and Ex-"Lovers", I am also VERY Phobic of DOGS, HORSES, and 12 year Old BOYS. Hospitals in General but Most Especially Mental Homes/Hospitals/Cliniques. Oh And Yes, Whores, Perverts, and Other Various People's Whose Auras are Torture to Me.


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Just in Case You Didn't Know Yet

I've Heard That Several People Think I Am an Idiot, for Not Atleast Trying To Find Out Where My Secret Bank Account Ect Is... Well, the Truth, is at First I Was Still Just Expecting The FBI ect to do their Job and it Was Just a Matter of Time Until I Would Be Woken Up And Be Given What Is Mine... But When That Became Doubtful, I Started Blogging and Somewhat Tardively, I Also Decided To Try Discover Where Some Of The Money Was... Although I Had Already Thought of It, And Believed It Would Impossible... Since I Guess, I had Nothing To Loose By Trying to Ask Arround It did so, and wrote a Post about this on My Log Book Post... So I Basically Sent A Bunch of E-mails To The Banks That Where Most Likely To Have My Account... And Since at One Point I Got a Flash Back Memory From a "Amna" Episod, Where Laurent Garnier Speaks About Putting My Money On A Bank Account in Switzerland, I Figured There Would Be A Strong Likelyness That It Might Have Been Transfered To A Bank In A Fiscal Paradise Like Switzerland or The Caiman Islands... But As Far As The Suggestion Made During That "Amna" Episode To Have it Transfered To Switzerland, I Was Completely Against The Idea, Given The Reccent News I Had Heard About Switzerland Electing A Nazi(sh?) Government. I Basically Did Want To Do Such A Thing Out Moral Duty and Boycot Their Reccent Change in Governement and Not Be a Person Who Would Support or Associate Myself To Such Ideals... Anyway... I Sent A Bunch Of E-mails To All The Banks I found Listed in the Caiman Islands, including A Swiss Bank, That I Was Strongly Susspicious Of Possibly "Holding" an Account Of Mine (HSBC). I Also Sent an E-mail To The Bank Where I Currently KNOW to Have an Account here in Paris: LCL (Crédit Lyonnais). In The Case Of The Later, I Also Went To The Bank, and Asked, But Like ALL the E-mails, To no Avail... Otherwise, another Bank I Contacted, Was One in Sweden, Where I Was Suspicious Of Another Bank Account Who Started Existing Probably in 1999, The Lil'Erik and Joakim Kvist Opened in My Name and Where a Bunch Of Snuff Movie Money had Accumulated Over The Years, and God Knows Possibly More... The Bank in Question Is Called "Spar Banken", Which By The Way During My Brief Stay in Sweden during Summer 2004, I Also Went To The Counter and Asked If It Were Possible To Know If an Astrid Constant Had Money Her Money There... Itr insited That It Could Such a Thing, Because Of Privacy Issues, even in The Context Of Wanting That Information To Make A Transfer To that Account...!

Otherwise, I Had at One Point Been Trying To Figure Out How To Get To Use My Power Of Foresight Independently, Like I Often Believe Is Possible Because My Supposed Past Incarnation As Nostradamus, and A Few Seconds Where I was Somewhat Half Asleep and Foresaw A Few Seconds Ahead Of Time What Was Going To Happen On My TV Screen... But the Self-Hynosis Book I Bought Doesn't Contain Relevant Information... Only A Bunch New Age Crap... And, From Those Few Seconds I Foresaw, it is More likely That I Would Need Some Kind Of Sedative...

Hope That Help YOU... Although Thanks A Lot, Needing To Do This Is Hell... When Someone out There Informe You So That I DO NOT NEED to this Or Any Other Explanations, and Put A Stop To This Mess... And Get Me Out Of Hell, and Finnally Get A Chance To Use Some What's Mine... And Have Much Happines As I Can Still Get... AND AGAIN I AM IN NO WAY A MASSOCHIST...


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Extra Details About My New Indoor Hat...

Other than it beeing 100% Lambswool and having 12 Colors... 7 of these are Repeated Twice... I'll Give You More Details Later...

hah aha hah h ah ah aah h ah ah aha a hah h ah a haha a hhahaa haaa haha ha haha ha h a hah ah h aaaaa....

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My MRI Scan done in Ecuador in 2003

This is a scanned section of the MRI Scans that were made in the Ecuador in summer 2003. Notice that in the area corresponding to my nose, there seems be quite clear evidence that my nose has been broken. I be believe this was done when I got rapped for the second time in Galapagos (4th time in all at the time), the Rape had been organized by Mats Wedin, because he saw it as a fit punishment for having done an honest mistake with one of the computers... This Rape was and still is one of the worst ones I have ever lived through.

Also notice the black dots... To me they are clear signs of Cancer, and there are several others on other sections of the MRI scans... But so far both Doctors to whom I showed these Scans say "everything looks perfectly normal", including when I point out the nasal fracture!

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Another Little Important Detail About My Annatomy...

Oh No... Here's Another Little Detail A Out Me, That I forgot To Mention... The Inner Left Part of My Right Eye Has a Strange Flaw... Or Scar... God Knows What it is... Anyway, it's Some Kind Of Fleshy Protuberance On The Inside Of My Eye Lid, Like My Eye Was Somehow Pushed In So as To Make Part Of the Flesh That Surrounds it To Come Out...!?!

Otherwise... As You Likely Have Already Heard, But Just in Case You Didn't, The Bones of My Skelton, Has Several Little Presumably Sawed "Cuts" in almost All Of The "Featural" Bones... Or More Precisely, The Lower Part Of My Mandible/Jaw, My Chin, The Back Of My Skull, My Brow Bone Structure, My Nose (Which Was broken Once... and is also somewhat filed to be a little flat in the middle), The Bone in My Hand Leading to My Right Index, My Fore Arms, My Calfs, My Shoulder Blades, My Clavicles, as Well as My Hips... An Beats Me Possibly Others... Otherwise, I Have Also Noticed That The Lower Vertrabrae of My Spine is Somewhat Compressed... And One of The Vertrabrae at the Top Of My Neck Proturbes Outwardly, Which is From I Have Recieved From Psychotic Episode Flash Back the Result of Someone Cracking My Neck, With the Excuse/"Reason" of Me Being A Supposed Gold Belive is Bone Cancer, Or God Knows, Possibly The Result of A Extreme Rape...? Otherwise, I Also Have A Large Oval Like Shaped Scar on My Left Wrist, Due To A Stupid Mistake... For Which I Needed To Go To The Hospital To Get Opperated... Which is One of The Reasons Why I always Wear Some Sort of Writ Band(s)...

Anyway... Like The Rest, Anyone Who Does Not Have My "Beautiful" Skeletal Anatomy and The Rest, Can in NO WAY BE ME... So Please IMMEDIATELY Get Rid Of ALL Those Who Are Not "Blessed" With These The Same Anatomy As ME. Because I Really Getting Tired of Having To Nearly Only Eat "Yummy" Charal Burgers, and Deprave My Self Of Truly Pleasurable Food, ect... And Also stop Smoking, even if I Find it Enjoyable, I Truly, Rather Smoke On and Off So As To Enjoy The Pleasurable Nico Kicks Ever So Often...


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Things That Are Important To Me...

• Beer
• Cider
  
• Rhum
• Gin
• Vodka
• And Also Most Other Alcohols

• Marijuana Smoking (If It Were Legal)
• Smoking In General
• Ketamine (Extremely Pleasural to Me) Or The Super Man Drug as Call it...
  
• Magic Mushrooms
• Extacy (If It Were Legal)

• Feta Cheese
• Goat Cheese
• Chèvre Chaud Salade
• Spicy Food in General, and Loads of Wasabi in My Salty Soy Sauce when I Eat Maki or Sashimi/Cheriachi, Otherwise without it Wasabi, I Can't Stand Eating any Sort of Sushi Sauce.
  
• And Of Course Much More Which For Now I Do Not Want To Diclose
  

Otherwise if Weren't for The Current Circumstances, Where I Am Forced To Bear a Certain Type Coercion. I Like a VERY Clean, Warm, Minimalistically Luxurious "Living Environment", And The Same For My Personal Hygiene. Otherwise, I Excruciatingly, Cataclismically Sysmically HATE Chalky Litle Shit Voices, and 12 Year Old (Looking) Boys as well as Looking Like One... And Same For Piggy Chipsy and/or Bendy Smudgy Finger Body Language, or any Feature That REEKS of Porn or Prostitution... And If it I Ever Smelled Like That on My Own, I Would Want To Kill Myself. I HATE Snobish, Unobjective, Hypocryte, Condensending Narcisitic Behaviour, and Just Like The Whore Stuff Would Want To Kill Myself, If I Ever Became Such A Thing... NB: I Find Sickly Ironic that The Last Detail I Mentioned About Certain Attitudes Are Not Just Present in Finnancial Upper Class Social Spheres... Where To Some Extent it's even More Absurd... Although, Given That if Some Are Truly Upper Class, What is Their Necessity to Re-Affirm or Impose Their "Stature"...?!? As Fr Both What's Wrong Incompetent of Decency Or Politeness...?!? What a Beautiful Freak Shit World...!

NB: I Am Against Getting Legally Married, And Do Not Ever Want To Engage it such an Over Rated, Outdated Ordeal, Especially In The Context Of Being a HARD CORE FEMINIST. And in My Case Especially, Getting Married Would Be Litterally Deadly To Me. Otherwise... A Simple "I Love You" is Enough of Bond of Loyalty in My Eyes. Also... I Will Admit, that I Have a VERY STRONG Inclanation Towards Gilles De Rais Mariages, of Course Done ALL Legally Within the Context of a Special Mariage Contract...


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Strang Weather...

Click on Picture for link to URL location of Original Picture

How Strange That Weather Outside is So Very Extremily Cold (Colder Thzan I Have Ever Known It To Be)... And Will The Freaks Merging With Me Give Up On Trying To Coerse Me into ¨Putting On The Heating So That, They And The Rest of Freaks in this "Game" Can Teleport My Hot Air... Well.. Dreal On... I Am Resorsful Enough to Find Ways To Bear This Sky Rocjing High of Cold... And... Possibly... Could This "Nice" Weather have Something To Do With The Steaming "Hot" Filthy Bitches and Assholes In it...? No Really... Well, at Least on the Plus Side, I Go Out Less, and therfor Do Not Have To Be Confornted To The Cataclismically Unbearable Auras Of The People Who Stalk Me When Ever I Go Out... So Oh Well... Full Speed Ahead With Bearing The Weather Black Magic (by My Ennemies Intetions, So That I Don't Go Arround Night Biking. Back Fire Bitches... haaha aha ha aa hahaha ), and the Rest of It... So Dream On Bitches Who Think That I'll Turn On My Electric Heating So That You Can Get Free Hot Air at My Cost... AsFor The Rest of You Bitches Trying To Impersonate Me... Your in Door and Outside Air Better Be as Cold As it is totruly and To ME...

hahaah ah ah a hah ah aha ah a ah a ha aaahhahha hahahaah...


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Great...

My Lips Are Back to Just Being Chapped on the Bottom, and otherwise, the Chubbed Finggers are Just My Index and My Saturn's Finger... Humm... So actually From What I Understood this Would mean, "I" Am a Whore for Lesbians and do Finger Work... Humm... How Sweet... I could bare the Reputation of the Other one More... Well Sort Of... God Knows... Both Are Torture...

Otherwise... One More Important FACT... I Still Have My Schizophrenic Forehead Lumps... So I Am Still Even Though I Believe In Telepathy ext... And To Some this is Enough to Say I Am "Awake"... Although I Am Absolutely Not And Do NOT EVER want to Be Iniated to Masonry in this Life Time or Another...


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My Latest In Door Hat...

Just to Let You Know, I These Days Wear a Wollen 12 Colored Horizontal Stripy Hat, So From What I Have Understood, Beyond, Plain and Simple Illegal (By Magic Dogma) Telepathic Merging People Who would Otherwise be Aloud to Merge With Me do Not Have The Exact Same Hat Can No Longer Do So...

Also if Anyone Out There is Still Claiming to Be Me, Without this Exact Same Hat CAN NOT BE ME!

Otherwise, I Still have a Shaved Head, So Same as The Hat, The State Of My Teeth, and The Piercings, The FACTS Have To Coincide or They Are Just Simply NOT ME. (NB: In No Way Should Any Fakes Be Alloud To Stain The Piercings Or The Hat).


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My Piercings...

Click on Picture for link to URL location of Original Picture

I Have To This Date (5th of Jan 2008) 13 Piercings: 4 in Left Ear (2 is Hand Made), 1 is in the Targus, 3 of them Are Short Barbels, 2 of Which are made of Surgical Metal With Surgical Metal Balls/Beeds and The Midle One on That Ear Lob is a Plastic Barbel with Black Balls/Beeds, The other is a More Traditional Earring in The Shape of a Small Mouse Placed most to the Left. In My Right Ear, I have 2 Piercings, (1 is Hand Made) 1 of Them is a Black Bone Spear-like Earring, and the Other is a Traditional Piercing Short Barbel Earring, with Surgical Metal Balls/Beeds. Otherwise, I Have a Surgical Metal Barbel with Black Balls/Beeds in my Nose, Called a Bridge Piercing, as Well, as a Surgical Metal Stud with a Black Ball/Beed in My Lower Lip. I Also Have Both Nipples Pierced with Surgical Metal Barbels and Each of Them have Black Balls/Beeds. My Upper Arms are Also Pierced with Long Plastic Barbels and Again Black Plastic Balls/Beeds. Otherwise I Also Have My Belly Botton Pierced (and it was one of the 1st Piercings I Got) The Jewlery is A Bannana Barbel in Surgical Metal, With a Lower Half Spherical Black "Beed" with a White Logo of The Symbol For Pathogenic Diseases, and a Black Ball/Beed on the Top.


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Chaka Khan Magical Rules

I Would Like To State and Make it Absolutely Clear, That I Do Not Want To EVER Sign The "Chacka Khan Magical Rules" or Any Magical Rules or Be Initaited To Masonry in This Life Time or Anyother.

So Stop Hopping For That, And Get All the Freaks out That are Illegally Present in My Head. NB: No Matter what Magical Rules You Have Signed there are Certain Things that Just Are, in the Context of Telepathy and Magic. Basically and Mainly any Kind of Illegal Magic gives You Bad Luck... and this Can Change if You Change Ethical Sides... Possibly Also "Clans"... Note, also that You are not Necessarily Part of the Ethically Rightous Side unless The Highesst Levels Of it's Hierarchy Recognise You as Such, no matter what you think, or have been Brainwashed Tothink, or are Brainwhasing Yourself To Think...

So Get These Freaks Out Immediately... Especially The Latest ones, That HAve Appeared, ever since I Was Profiling Their Pictures, on the You Tube "Faces of Meth - Celebrity Edition". Namely The Auras Of a Few Of Two Them... Like The one That Looks Somewhat Like the Singer Pink... Who's Aura is Utter Torture Because it REEKS So Hard Like One Of The Filthiest Whore That Has Ever Been Merging With Me... Also... the Other Unbearble One, is this Freak Who Keeps Doing its's Freakin' Haggy Wise Whore Aura and Voice On Me... As Well As This Woman Who Was Supposedly Ernesto's Che Guevara's De La Cerna's Wife... Or so it Seems from a Picture I Found on the Internet When I Was Searching For Pictures of Him on The Internet. Her Brain Aura (Brain Dead/Num), Makes Me Explode With Wrath... And Like The Other Two Complete Utter TORTURE... I Also Believe She Is The One Who Keeps Wanting Me To Replace.

NB: Orther Additional "Detail" I Am Not Pregnant, nor Am I Able To Be, So Make it Loud And Clear To ALL The Freaks Trying To Replace Me, that In NO WAY Are They Me, So That Give Up, And Get Out My Life and Stop Torturing Me with their Auras etc...

Rather reccently, I have rzemoved most of peircings, although I plan to redo them, personally, given I own, the tools to redo them... Well most of them. (Upper nse and lip, and nipples especially, and possibly some new ones: dermo-implants).



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The Latest Toture I Am Undergoing

Lately, Some Freakin' Whore Has Been Pushing Forward it's Right Chubby Hand. Which Basically From What I have understood about Masonry Codes The Sign of A Person Who Has Been Doing a lot of Dirty Hand Work... Again This is Likely for Several Reasons... Again, The Psycho Type 2s Desperately Wanting me to Seem as a Whore, and I Guess by Trying to Manipulate Someone who Wants to Replace me who has this Voodoo/Magic "Feature". I Also Believe that Someone is also Doing this in the Attempt of Affecting my Reputation in the Past, there is Likely Three Reasons for this... 1. To Reasure The People "Making" Me that "See it's a Whore, So don't Worry we're Going to Win". 2. To Make the Psycho Type 2s "Feel Better...". 3. Also Possibly To Attempt To Get Me To Kill Myself or Clip Of My Fingers Like They Have Been Attempting to do with other features by brainwashing some freaks into thinking that with these, they would be Closer to Being Able to Replace, When it's Actually All About Attempting To Get To it, So That Need To go a Hospital, and Get interned in the Mental Ward Again Afterwards. because this is vital to Them, so that some bitch can Live in My Appartment while I Am Gone And Supposedly Be Me... Either To Replace Me, or To do Things Infront of My TV to Destroy My Reputation...

Anyways, Not only is the Reputation I am Getting From This Unbearable, but Also this "Feature" is not only Physically Utterly Hideous, but Like the Breast Chumping or Flabby Spermy Breasts, Also adding Heaviness to them Which From What I've Figured Out means that a Person who has this has been having too much Perverted Fun Breast Feeding... Either Way, this Chubby Left Han is Also Tactilly Physically Utterly Unbearable, Especially When I Think About Who's it is.

Otherwise, They are still Me Undergo A lot Of Possesion of My Genetalia, as Well Poofing Up My Genetalias Lips... Again, also the Sign of Being Some Freak Who's had Too Much Fun With it's Sex Robot, Possibly a Porn Star... Or God Knows What Kind of Perversion... They Also Like To Alter The Size My Hips Ever so Often, And By How it Feels, also The Size Of "Entrance" of My Genetalia... Sitting on My Heels... And, Worse, They Often Accompagny This Action with Some Unbearable Wording from one of the "Hoggy Poops", Concerning My Genetalia...

Furthermore... There's another Detail I Have Forgotten To Mention Earlier, Someone Has For Months Now Been Making Facial Feature Torture of A Sad Mouth, Which For Numerous Reasons is TORTURE to Me. Otherwise, Today They have Also been Making My Lips Both Upper Lip and Lower Lip On and Off Creessed... Gee I Wonder Why... Anyway... These Facts Beeter Fit ALL The Bitche and/or Freaks Trying to Replace Me... And If They Don't Just Force Them To Give Up...


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Mysteriously Disappearance and/or Occurences Of Money From My LCL Account(s)

1. 200€ a long time ago during a fund transfer from checking account to my savings acccount.

2. approx 116€ during November during a fund transfer of 2500 from checking account to my savings acccount. Which I NEVER would have done unless I had more money than I was announced after the transfer, where although there were no new debits, my checking account was now almost bellow 0€ cerdit level

3. then approx 50€ that just disappeared over time from my checking account.

4. A Debit of 176,99€ from 9mmFX that was done because of my Last Purchase of very expensive Lense called Black Scalera Lense (Cost of 154,50$ per unit, excluding Postage of 65$) Due to the Mysterious Destruction of one of the 2 I Already Owned... But where the Banking Problem is an issue, is that since my last purchase I have not provided them with my new Credit Card Number. At First when I recieved a mail from them confirming the confirmation of Payment Recieved, I figured that someone had decided to Pay for my New Lense instead of Me out of kindness, because the cause of this order was that someone had somehow managed to brake one of them, because it drives the bitches (Psycho Type2) and the Manipulated Posh Freaks Power Freaks, that they Are So UnPosh, when truly, my Lenses, are just a drop in the Sea, of Why I Am Worlds Appart from being Posh... Trully I do not understand why they are not noticing that this issue is of more important to the Bitches (Psycho Type2) in this "Game" because, With these Lenses at Least According to Them, My Level of Coolness is Just Utterly Unbearable, Like Poison to them... Either way, these lensesd drive both of them insane, and I believe enough for them to intrude themselves into my home, and Destroy one of Them. Otherwise there another type of Psycho Bitches in this Who are obssessed about the ammount of money that I had managed to accumulate on my Savings Account (3000€ at one point) and are desperaitely attempting to find ways to lower my level of Wealth, and the breaking of these lenses is one of their Actions...

5. 116,34€ that just disappeared over time from my checking account ( from the 29 Nov "écriture" + 200€ "virement épargne" , to the 3rd of Dec "écriture" + 41€ "VIR CPAM DE PARIS")

6. On Dec the 20th My Checking Ballance was in a Mysterious Surplus of 10,91€, or Basically to the Total of 252,19€ instead of 241,28€

7. On The 22nd of December My Checking Balance, Myteriously changed to 243,28€ with out any extra debits.

8. On the 24th of December My Checking Balance had a Mysterious Surplus of 22,82€, or Basically to the Total of 103,18€ instead of 80,36€ & a Mysterious Debit of 20,70€ Corresponding to the "écriture" CB WEEK END 20/12/08 of 20,70€

9. On the 25th of December My Checking Balance had a Mysterious Dearth of 30,37€, or Basically The Total of 64,91€ instead of 95,28€ last "écriture" CB SL RENARD /MC DO 22/12/08 of 7,90€.


I Will Update This Posts if any New Strange Banking Occurances Happen... But Do Know That, Given My Current Mental Health, I Am Not Always Able To Have The Energy To Update Promptly, Even if I Keep a Close Eye on This Issue & and My Reccords Of It.

Otherwise, I Also Want To Add, That Looking Back At My Banking Reccords, I Noticed Several Strange Débits, That I Believe (And Am Certain of Most) Are Fraudulous, but My Banker Claimed That Because These Debits Were Too "Ancient" Since 2005, They Could Not Be Resolved. ALSO... Thinking Back about My Spending Compared To The Money I Recieved From My Mother While I Was a Student... There Very Likely Seems To Have Been Several Mysterious Disappearances of The Same Sort as Stated Above (Not Credit Card Frauds/Mysterious Debits).


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I Am Smoking Tobacco Again...

I Just Figured Out A Few Days Ago, that smoking other than Alcohol is also a Repelant for the Freaks whose Auras are Harrassingly Deadly, and Drive me Insane, as well as Torture Me Day in and Day Out...

Anyways, at first I was thinking of renewing my consumption of Tobacco by buying A Narguilé because I thought that this way, given that Not only is smoking a repelant for these Freaks I am trying to Get Out of My Head... But Also Supposedly Narguilés are a VERY Restricted to A Certain Category and/or Class of People, and that this Way, These People Would Not Be Alloud to Be Associated To it through My Head, and therefor would be forced to Leave. But it seems that the Designs and Price Tag... As Well, the Fact that Narguilés Could Still Get Stained This Way. And, Tobacco, is cheaper... So since last Night I am a SMOKER again... But do Clearly KNOW that this renewed consumtion in Tobacco, has nothing to do with a relapse into this prior Adiction... Hopefully This will Work since no one seems to be doing anything to get these Freaks out of my Head... AND... it seems it's Already Driving the Bitches that Want to Relplace me Insane... Especially Poshy Goth... Oh, and one more thing... I smoke Rolling Tobbaco... And I think that the number among the Bitches that are good at Rolling Cigarettes the Way I do Especially with Long rolling Paper are likely and hopefully very small in Number. Also, if possible could be I Smoke... Or only once, to Prove that they do not have the Skills and/or experience I have with Smoking...

Otherwise... Youpie... Nicko(tine) kicks are Back...


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Legal Measure Against My "Family" Ex-"Friends" & Ex-"Lovers"...

Paris,
17th November 2008

Again, I know that this does not have the Same Value as a True Legal Document, however, I'll do this Anyway, in the Hopes that it is Sufficient.

I would like to make it clear that I fear ALL members of My "Family", both Immediate "Family" and Extended Family as well as my Ex-"Friends" and Ex-"Lovers" (and any one who has claimed To Be any of the Preceding Group Of People). I would like to make it clear that I forbid them for having any Legal right to take decisions concerning my Mental Health, and/or Physical Health as well as any issues regarding any of my Porperty (of all types). Meaning, that they can not be Considered as Legal Tutors of any Sort.

I Also Want To Have a Restraining Order Issued Against All of Them.

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Astrid Camille Constant

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Psycho Type 2s and Their Obessesions...

It appears that a Category of Psychos that I classify as Type 2, which Otherwise, are mostly Bitches, or "Biatches" as I like to Label Them in My Classification of Human Types, go insane over me being Beautiful in any kind of Way and/or Cool... They keep Brainwashing and/or Co-Working with Poshy Freaks in this "Game" to Make Certain things Change in my Life... For example, Bleech Stains on my Clothes or Stealing(?) Them, Best of Luck to Do Certain Humiliating/Ridiculous For a Person of My Social Category, like make Me Sound Like a Bimbo, or an Aura like One, Make me Uglier and Harrass Me by Giving Me a Little Boy (in this Case They're Brainwashing Some Little Boys and a Few Men into thinking that by Doing their Skalps on me will Give Them better Chances at Stealing my Identity) Aura in the Hopes of Coercing Me into Getting My New Painfully Cool Hairstyle to go Back to something more Posh and also Something that Would Look Good on the Ones Among Them who Are Trying To Replace Me... Which by the Way I won't Ever Change until I Am Awoken Deccently (Again I Am Not a Massochist and Hate Papparazis) And Given What is Mine, Especially Since I Consider That it Fits My Mood... Trully any other Hair Style would look Absurd on Me Right Now...

Anyway... Can I Am Hoping that those Absurd Poshy Idiots Wake Up To the Manipulations of the Psycho Type 2s in this "Game" so that no Additional Actions From Their Part Happens, Especially Since They Already Given Way Too Much Power and Satisfaction, as Well, as their Level of Importance in my Life, which is a Position No One Other than My True Friends Should Have... So what Stands For the Psycho Type 2s in this "Game", Also Stands For any Other Ennemy of Mine...


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Newest Way to Shew Off People Out of My Brain...

Because Certain People in Masonry do Not Want To Be Associated To Alcohol Drinking, and Do Not Want To Participate In It, When Ever I Drink Alcohol, They Leave. So Lately I have Been Using Alcohol as a Form Of Repellant Against These"People"/Pests... Ortherwise there are Also Two Plus Sides to this Repellant, Vitamins and The Bitches that are trying to Replace Me Can't Stand The Idea Of Having my New Habbit Associated To My Identity Which They Wish To Steal, Along with the Supposed Wealth That Has Been Accumulating Over the Last Few Years... Just Like My Shaved Head, it Pisses them Off... And Hopefully This Way, they will just Give Up On Trying To Be Me... Just Like The Legal Coersion That I Am Doing, With my Eating Habbits: Never Any Breakfast Food in the Morning, Otherwise Only Burgers & Some Chips Here and There, or Anything Unposh that can't be Eaten on a Plate. Otherwise, it seems that Specifically Beer Stops the Hunger Feel more than Food, caused by Tape Worms and/or Teleportation of Food from my Stomach... It seems that the "People"/Pests in this "Game" , want to get back at Me for my LEGAL coersion with food they are attempting to make me an Alcoholic or at Least Seem Like One... Otherwise it also seems that they are trying to get me into THEIR 3 Meals a Day Standards, especially because some Poshy Freak who can't stand the Idea of Digesting Poo (Excrement) is Intransigent on both of these issues and how Convenient that Furfilling one Need Also Furfils the Other... Otherwise this Food Issue is again Illegal Unbearable Coersion... They also seem to have Intentionally make Heineken the Latest Beer that Taste Good (the Better tasting Beer seems to change brands all the Time), a German Beer, in the Hopes of Making me illogically Associated to Being Racist. Why is so hard to Truly Logical?



PS1: It Seems Some Only Leave After a Certain Limit...

PS2: It Seems Some of the "People"/Pest in this "Game" also Want to Use the Inconvenience of Some of them Having to Leave After a While as a Means to turn me into an Alcoholic... But irronically, I believe a lot it is being Teleported from by Stomach given that I don't Feel that Drunk, and that I Do Not Need to Urinate Often.

PS3; I Mostly Drink Beer, not only because it Generally Prercures Me with the Best Feelings of Well Being, and it also Pisses off the Posh Freaks Buzzing Around my Mind/Life and even if I ever one of them Manages to Be Me, this Beer Drinking will be an unbearable Dent to their Egos. Although given, the Type of Person I Have always Been in The Past, Turning Condensendingly and/or Arrogantly Poshy, would be Ridiculous, and actually much harder to Deal with than if They weren't so Ridiculously Obssesed about being Posh...


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My Beautiful Contracts

My beautiful Contracts... If people listed specifically on my Hate List, as well as any other individual want to be able to MAYBE talk to ME (Astrid Camille Constant, Born 29th July 1979 at 4:00 AM Tegucigalpa HONDURAS), on a given stage for the purpose of closure of this sordid chapter of my life, they must first sign a release form/contract that allows, ME (Astrid Camille Constant born 29th July 1979 at 4:00 AM, Tegucigalpa HONDURAS) or anyone I specifically designate to do what ever I/they want to do with them, with the exception of killing, this includes Lobotomy in the special cases where I specifically designate an individual (NB: Minors are not allowed to sign this release forms/contracts) Me or those I designate are allowed to designate any willing person or person who has signed these release forms/contracts, to do, "the dirty work". (NB: I would really prefer it be done in this way as much as possible). The person designated is only allowed to do to what is specifically asked and nothing more or less. This person can be any willing person alive (also includes minors), or person who has signed these release forms/contracts. I ask of my lawyers to make sure all of this is done legally, and if not, to declare these contracts as void (. People signing this form also allow any living able person to do Black Voodoo/Magic on them for the rest of their existence. Ex: pimples, nose picking, itching, head aches, lung torture, glaucoma... See Voodoo/Magic Post for more details.

If I decide to talk to you, the event can under no circumstance be broadcasted or recorded in any way. It is only for the EYES of those present.

Furthermore certain people may be allowed (for a limited time only) to live on property owned by me (not including the place I currently live in), they must also sign this release form/contract (Food, Electricity, Gas, Water not included).

NB: This release form is not retractable. No time limit. It lasts FOR EVER! But Cops must make sure the people signing them are fully aware of what they are signing, and the implications involved, and make sure there is no one merging with the person: making it hard for them to understand and/or too much Voodoo/Magic pressure/influence, like for example possession.


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PS: Getting out of Jail to get a lot of money is not "saving your life". I NEVER EVER want to sign this Type of Release form/contract, in my present or future incarnations. If my body ends up doing this (in its present or future reincarnations), there is Something Absolutely Wrong, and this release form/contract should be considered void. To make sure of this and the possibility of the miss-use of such Contracts, I Demand of my Lawyers to patent this type of Contract Exclusively to ME (Astrid Camille Constant, Born 29th July 1979, Tegucigalpa HONDURAS at 4:00 AM) for an Unlimited Period of Time.


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Most Common Psychotic Episodes...

Most of My Psychotic Episodes, involve Rape and Various Sorts of Humialition done Towards Me, since Summer 1999. The First one I had in Summer 2000 when I was Painting my Appartment , it was about a ex-School Mate Raping during Summer 1999, shortly before my 20th Birthday...

Anyway, since then, I have Several More of the Sort... And these days they include the Elements of Having the Power of Foresight, and thus what happens to me in Alternate Futures, or the Real Future, like the one when I first started Bloging in March 2006... They also Involve the Exitance of a CIA den/Prison Bellow my Parisian Home and Several Different Areas of Paris* and a Freak Fanatical Neo-Satanic Communist Community, which Supposedly, Includes all sorts of People from Stars and Fraud Stars New and Old, to Friends of my Past, My Family, and almost anyone who wants in as long as they are willing to do some Raping... Or basically Become Satanists, sometimes to be Part of Masonry and also/mostly to have a piece of Mounting Financial Pot that I Supposedly Own... This "Beautiful Community" which Like to Call themselves The "WE" Community, is into Scam me out of Benefiting From any of my Financial Ownings in any Way... Even Ever Getting to Use the Equiment I Asked Them To Buy, from Metalurgical Equipment, to a Reccording Studio, and all You Need To Make Music Including a Very Wide Variety of Instruments...

These "WE" People Live in these Dens as well as Adjacent Appartments, from which they Harrass me with their Unbearable Presences, which Exacerbates the Already Sky High Hate I have for these People/"People" who in Most Cases if not all have all signed my "Beautiful Contracts" and are thus basically MY Slaves...



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*: These were Dug with the help of Special American Robbot Originally Designed to Demine Afghanistan... But "Interestingly" enough they then Ended up in the Possesion of the DaftPunks and/or the Rest of the People "Care Taking" my Possessions until my "Awakening"... This happened because President Bush got Blackmailled by a compromising Video made at the DaftPunks "House", where a Satanic Priest Mr. Deshayes was the Sort of Master... Back then he was also a Teacher at the Graphic Design School I went to called IntuitLab where he tought a Course in Illsutration, and a Person who Several Times attepmted to Black Mail over Crimes I had Supposed Guilt Over... All of which I was Vindicated For... Otherwise, these Crimes were all Set-Ups made Orchestrated by Mr. Deshayes himself and/or his Desciples, like most of the Crimes I heard Schizophrenics get blackmailled into becoming Slaves for "The Dark Side"... In these crimes they make me wear a Blinding Black Motor Cycle Helmet...

I am Scared of My Family...

I'm scared of My "Family"... I keep thinking they want to harm me, and they are associated to many visions/halucinations and/or Psychotic Episodes which has led me to become strongly phobic of them, they are too often triggers to either my Bi-Polarity and/or My Spychotic Episodes, even if once, seeing them reasured me on certain issues, it didn't take Long for that Visit to Turn into a Psychotic Episode. And, it's more than Fear, I can't stand to spend time around them, or even hear the Sound of their Voices... Even going to my French Grand Mother's Funeral is too Scary. It seems too Suspicious, they said she's not going to have a Real Funeral, just a Memorial, no tomb Stone. So I'm worried I think it was a set up...

Otherwise, I keep feeling like they are obssessed about sending me to a Mental Home for a variety of Reasons, and/or forcing me to Live with them, which other than the fact that it is unbearable for my Ego to Live at my Age with My "Family". Even Living with a Cousin would also be Unbearable, I am a Person who has always had and still just as much if not more a VERY Strong Need for Privacy... To at Least an Individual Room where I can Lock myself up at Night, because not having that Possibility always Triggers Psychotic Episodes in me. Beyond other Factors, this is also one of the Reasons why I am Phobic of Mental Homes/Hospitals.

I also fear of ending up Locked up in Eternal Agony God knows where? All these Alternative Futures, Visions and Psychotic Episodes often Paralize me with Fear... Today I've been Vascilating Between Fear and Calm. And, in these moments, I still Like to Hope there are some Good Cops out there, that are Putting an End what I Fear is supposedly "Just My Imagination..."


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The Recognition of My Mental Condition As Handicaped Adult

Just to Let You know, Since the 16th of April 2008, I have officially been recognised as a Handicaped Addult Because of how my Schizophrenia etc... Cripples Me.



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My Finger Prints...

Above is a Scanned Sample of my Finger Prints... The One of My Right Thumb also matches the one on my Ecuadorian ID... present on my "Picture of Me..." Blog Otherwise, I would like to add that all other the information and documents present on my "Picture of Me..." Blog, should also be of Strong Interest to anyone who wants to have Proof of my True Identity.

Otherwise, in the Event of My Death, a Coma, a Cerebral Hemmorage, or any orther kind of physical fatality that would cripple me beyond the Level where I am unable to make Coherant Descions and Rational thought, there are Printed Copies of My Will as well as a Printed Copies of My Legal Measures Against My Family, Ex-Friends & Lovers as well as other Samples of my Finger Print of both my Left and Right Thumb and DNA Samples*, that can be found both in my Hand Bag, and the Little Safe that's under my Bed. Otherwise, other than the the DNA Samples* and the finger Prints, one additional Printed Copy of my My Will as well as a Printed Copy of My Legal Measures Against My Family, Ex-Friends & Lovers can be found in my "Papier Importants" Folder in my Metal Filing Cabinet/Box. Additionally, there is a USB Plug which Contains Important info, on the same Key Ring as the Key to My Safe, which is Attached to my Appartment Key Holder. Otherwise, this information can also be found on my current External "iomega" Hard Drive, and my Current 17" Mac Book Pro. Furthermore, My Old Still Difunctional External "FORMAC" Hard Drive contains more Extensive Archives of my Art and Most Expecially Graphic Design Work, of which I currently only have Web Files Presented on My Graphic Design Portfolio, to which I'll add that it persistant malfunction seems to be of obvious illintent to bring doubt as to whether I am the True Author Presented on this Portfolio.

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*: Blood Samples, Pubic Hair Sample and Skin Cell Samples.


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Latest on the Black Magic Torture etc... That Masonry(?) is Making Me Undergo...

I am so sick of the sick freaks who keep making me lose consciousness and making me wake up at around 1 AM to force me to live in the middle of the night... It seems part of the reason has to do with the hoggy poops who can't stand to drink beer and because they for some freak reason insist n living around me and therefor because of some rules linked to the community they are living in, have eat and drink what ever I eat and drink... It seems such a reoccurring pattern that they make me lose consciousness when ever I serve myself a beer... Also... It's pissing me off that the my beer ends up stale and wasted when I wake up and that because of their obsessive making me lose consciousness the sound of my stereo if on at the time ends up playing sometimes loud until I wake up again...

Further more I am impatiently waiting for social services to direct me towards people who are competent to help me find a job which adapted to me disabilities so that I can be fully financially independent from my "mother".


Otherwise, my bike got mysteriously stolen yesterday afternoon, I had just brought it down the stairs, no one was in the hallway, and just needed to briefly go back up to fetch something, and with strong surprise when I got back down to the ground floor, it was gone... It outraged me and I beieve it triggered the very angry mood I was in through out the rest of the afternoon. I hope that at least the perpetuators of this crime were caught and that unless the bike can be returned to me that it be destroyed and that they get the punishment they deserve in accordance to Legal boundaries... That bike already had strong sentimental value to me, especially because the little custumisations I had done to it, with my ex wrist bands that I put on the handle bars, I had used them for a quite a while before using them to personalise my bike... Otherwise I had also black out with a marker the logo on the armature of the bike brand name: "Gecko"... So other the finnancial loss, which even though is not an enormous loss, is pissing me a hell lot... Because in the mean time, while I'm waiting to receive the new one I ordered, I am unable to enjoy the pleasure of biking around Paris... And finding new spots to hang out and wait for the day to rise when my Stalky Tormentors prevent me from having a normal sleeping patern, or just to pass time get some Air, end also possibly explore parts of Paris I have never been to...

One more detail, it seems that the Stalky Tormenting Freaks who make me live at indecent hours just to make me seem like a whore... I wish the most atrocious pain to all those responsible for manipulating my life in this way, or any other kind of way that is against my personal standards... And the same to those who are responsible for stealing my bike, and for any one who is into symbolically staining it. Which, when I think about could actually be the true reason of the theft...?!?


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My Donnations...

I've heard many people have made several donations to my LCL Crédit Lyonnais Account with the IBAN account number I published on my site. I'm still waiting for them... Where are they? And I'll add, that in no way is that money to be donated to any charitable organistaion. I am the sole owner of that money and in the event of my death, if I still haven't received my donations, just like the rest of my money I is to be given to who I have listed in My Will (see http://bijola.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-will.html). In any case, please see that at least some of it reaches me, it really wouldn't be that surprising given the amount of people that have viewed my blogspot account profiles: Astrid Camille Constant & Liane1... So please holding back my money god knows where will actually only make things suspicious... Furthermore, if you have made a donation or plan to please send photocopy of the bank receit and send it to my home address in Paris (see also Contact Info) and lets just hope the mailman will not make any tampering with my mail...

Astrid Constant
19, rue des vertus,
75003 Paris
FRANCE

Thank you in Advance...

Otherwise, if I am Correct about my Suspicions, I hope the Law Enforcement Agencies out there are Making sure that these Frauds are at Least being Processed, and that you are doing what you should to get my Money Credited to my Account.


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Passports, Official Pappers and IDs of My Close Blood Relatives / "Family"

Here are scanned copies of Passport and IDs that I have gotten from my Immediate Family (ie: Mother, Father, Brother). For now I only have a copy of My father's (Jean-Claude Constant) Passport... I will hopefully update this Post Gradually...

My Father's (Jean-Claude Constant Laplace) Passport


"Copie Conforme à l'Original
du Livret de Famille" of my Family

An E-mail Message I Sent to my Family About How I Deal with My Schizophrenia

My solutions to deal with my mental problems are:

"[...] 1. Stay as much as possible away from people, things, places that are related to Psychotic Episodes and visions or basically what shrinks call visual Hallucinations because they have too often in the past and in some cases still in the present Triggered new Psychotic Episodes or brought me back into a past Psychotic Episode, as well make me depressive... And I think I told you this before, and I am sorry if it hurts, but you and nearly everyone from my past are people who are triggers, or should I say catalysts for Psychotic Episodes, and in the case of Mum, Bi-Polarity as well. Otherwise, because you and others who are part of my Psychotic Episodes, I am basically Phobic of you, and it is Painful to be around you. And my Phobia is not (although it sometimes is) related to fear towards you or the others, it is just plain and simple torture to be around you and the others, I keep getting flash backs and everything about you from your voices to your faces and body auras are just unbearable. SoI just can't stand being around any of you... I am sorry but it is just that way... And please

2. Otherwise I get other types of Hallucinations... Like the Tactile ones where I get itches, or it Feels like I'm being touched by someone something, and some of these can be particularly disturbing, depending on where the Hallucination is... So sometimes, they flare up anger in me, so I work out a little or shout... And although this might have something to do with my schizophrenia being coupled with my Bi-Polarity sometimes although I'm not quite sure, it might be because of Tourette syndrome, especially since this urge to shout is uncontrollable. I also sometimes (again beyond my control) do this when one or several of my voices is harass me too much... And it's incredible how after a good yell, I feel so much better, like a good work out, like the so build up of presure is released and the voices even sometimes quiet down, even completely stop. As for the neighbours other than sometimes believing that the harasing voices are real, and that they live on the other side of one of the walls of my appartment or sometimes in other buildings in on street... Anyways, so far, no one has complained, so maybe someone has told them about my disease or they just don't hear, maybe I'm also hallucinating about how loud my voice sounds... Who knows... Otherwise I also get Olfactive Hallucinations... They tend to be of blood, fart or shit smells... Lovely huh?!? Even bird Shit I think sometimes... Urk... Anyway... Not much I can do about those except put some vicks vaporub in my nostrils, or what I used to do put a surgeon mask imbibed with some eau de Cologne...

3. To deal with My Bi-Polarity, I mostly Meditate, and work out, skip rope, train some tone muscles with some hand Barbels, and Leg Weights, and hand clamps, this last one is much better than a stress ball, and it's also good for my manic phases and/or my Hyperactivity. Otherwise, I want to learn Kung Fu, Boxing and/or Kick Boxing, or Fencing, and also climbing, and those hand clamps are perfect to train the Muscles I need for that... But for some reason, I always have never end up actually getting to it... Either because it too far from home, or because I don't feel like wasting a bunch of money on membership just end up with a crap teacher... Anyway, in the mean time, I'm working out, and even developing my own technique, to develop detail toned muscles I would need for the sports I want to Practice, which by the case, in you're wondering, are not only sports that I Like, but also Sports which I believe can be a good outlet for my Bi-Polarity and my Schizophrenia. As I told you, some of the voices are particularly harassing... And, even if they are not Real... They still Affect me... And I hope what follows clarifies things for you... Schizophrenia (the way I am living it anyways), is basically like living in 2 worlds at the same time, the real world, and the one in my head, which until I get cured from my schizophrenia will still persist in exiting in that way. And even though I know their fake these voices still manage to build up anger in me... So because them + my Bi-polarity, when I'm in the manic and/or irritable phases of Bi-Polarity, Practicing a combat sport is a very good out let for my anger or hyperactivity, basically blow some steam and on top of it all HEALTHY... I don't think I ever been as in good shape as I am now...

4. Otherwise, when I get Psychotic Episodes, I have finally managed to find a way to get over them with out going insane for days, and being too stressed to sleep, and/or preoccupied to eat... These days, I just, see it, as even it's true, panicking will not do me any good, because I would be dead meat no matter what... So instead, I just move on and try to live Life to the Fullest (within reasonable limits of course), "Carpe Diem" I Guess... And in any case, even if I still have trouble not panicking, I do my best to get some sleep and when I wake up I always feel much better. The problem is the Memory of the Episodes, no matter how insignificant they are... That's what's hardest to overcome... In anycase sleep helps a lot to get back into "normality" and it's basically the most effective treatment that schizophrenics like me get in Mental Homes. So now that you know this, if you ever find me in too much of a state of Psychotic Episode panic/anxiety attack, just give me some room and time, I know already that all I need is sleep, so there's no need to call up the hospital to get me interned, especially since they are always a very strong trigger factor to my Psychotic Episodes, basically just stay away, and let me have a safe place where I can lock my self up (having a room where I can lock MYSELF up is VITAL to me when I am having Psychotic Episodes), and sleep will be enough to get me out of the Psychotic Episode... But as mentioned earlier, since you and the rest of family are triggers to my Psychotic Episodes

So anyway, I have basically found a pretty good balance to my schizophrenia... Well... Given that it's been 8 years now since it's started, I guess it's not that strange that I've finally found a way to cope with it, after all it is a long term disease, and that much I have understood for quite some time now, which is why I have progressively found ways to deal with the crippling diseases that I am enduring. Otherwise, as you might know... Boredum is also one of the problems schizophrenics face, and here to there is no need to worry, I have bought myself a sewing machine, I Blog, Socialise with new friends when I am to it, play video games, I also do puzzles, play Memory (especially since schizophrenia, and/or my meds have the side effect of fuzzing my memory), do research and self teach myself in various fields such as Mythology, Philosophy, Theology, and Psychology, and of course sports. So really, if not in a Lethargic phase of my Bi-Polarity I have plenty of outlets to keep Busy...

Otherwise, don't worry, I still have strong hope to one day return to a near normal Life, have Job, and be a Fully Active Citizen in Society.[...]"


Well, this way, you too are aware of how I deal with my Schizophrenia, Bi-Polarity... As for My Tourette Syndrome, Insomnia, and Narcolepsy, so far I just try and fight them as best I can with Valium (see also post about "What hapened to my Valium?") in the case and sometimes Alcohol for Insomnia, and will power for Narcolepsy, although, to this one I really have not yet been very able to achieve Desired Results... As for My Tourette Syndrome... Well... Sorry, but other than waiting for it to just pass, I really just know what to do...


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Valium Secondary Side Effects...

As Explained Earlier... I take Valium as a treatment for my insomnia... Oddly, it doesn't seem to have the same effect it had before... See Post "What Happened to my Valium" basically there is no sedative feeling or effect... Which other than helping me fall asleep would really be useful when to help me in my Manic Phases and/or irritable phases of my Bi-Polarity... However, not very long after I wrote my "What Happened to my Valium" Post, or was right after it's effect was altered...? Anyway, now it still mostly manages to get me to fall asleep, even though I feel no Sedative effect... And... Interestingly... There seems to be a new list of Secondary Effects to it... See the Section Enclosed by the Red Box, of the Bellow Copy of my Latest Valium Box's Pamflet... Anyway... Whether, they are as I usually believe caused by Voodoo/Magic, or not... Since it still works, and the Positive Outweighs the Negative for most of the Side Effects that I Feel from it... Even if they really are one Hell of a Pain Sometimes...

Click on Picture to see Enlarged more Readable Version...

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My Apperance...

As you may know, if you have read my posts on my "Log Book" Blog, you would know that I have informed readers that, I believe there is a camera that can reccord and transcribe to video Format, everything that goes on infront of my TV... I also belive that what is being reccorded through some kind of nano technology through my TV, is being retransmitted through some strange kind of Masonry Network...

Anyway, I once stated that for those who were watching people's Life through this Network, and viewing mine is Illegal and a Violation of My Privacy, Unless you are an appointed Member of an Official Judiciary Agency Legally in charge of Insuring My Security and/or Legally Investigating on Me.

Well, Just to make things clear I have informed the readers of my "Log Book" of a few details concerning my and My surounding's appearance, with the sole purpose of making sure that hopefully no one mistakes my identity, and end up giving respect for My Achievements to the wrong person... Even though they are not allowed to watch... This is simply to eliminate as much as possible any Possible Confusion that would cause any extra Harm to my Person.

Anyway, the details I gave were that I mostly tend to wear a White Fluffy Hat, and/or a White Paper Surgeon Mask (as long as I can still find them on the Market), and that the view of my appartment from my TV (still pretty much) looks like the picture bellow...


Otherwise I also sometimes wear a Black "Granny" Hat (Simmilar to Bob Marley's Hat), or a Black with Yellow, Green, Redd Marijuana Leaves Sarong which I bought in Galapagos or Plain Black Cloth over my Head... The NEED for to cover my head is simply, that it appears that when ever I am in front of my TV, I am harrassed with seeing the reflexion (done through the use of Voodoo/Magic) of either my younger Brother, or other male featiures often of young. boys, which makes it even more particularly harrassing... Basically this View is somewhat neutralised and becomes more bearable when I wear something on my head. Otherwise, my Voodoo Boyish Features also tend to disappear or at Least somewhat disipate, when ever I wear Make up, and I am I look somewhat more like my True Self.

Otherwise, another VERY harrasing Voodoo/Magic effect to my apearance, is the alteration of the effect done to my Jaws, altering them from their origial "V" shape to in my opinion shape Less Aesthic, Less Elegant even Vulgar and Less Femine Shape. The Person doing this is obviously attempting to Replace/Steal my Identity... But she apparently is too stupid to realise, that she is beeing Manipulated into believing she has a chance to do this by Pushing her Jaws forward,. While, in truth it's more that it's the Sick Freak Bitches who go insane over ever Letting me Look the Slightest bit Beautiful... I believe the Same applies to the Boys/Men who are pushing Their features on my Face... The Torture of bearing these features is enough to get me to hit my Jaws to a Level, where I nearly Bash them Off...! Otherwise, part of the cause of this unbearable Harrasement, or should I say (Ridiculous) Coersiveness in the case of the Boyish Features is to get me to grow my Hair out... Because it is so unbearably Unposh, and Looks Ugly on most of the people attempting to Replace/Steal my Identity... And then, for others although here the intent is not Harrasement or Coersion... They are (Ridiculously) hoping to have me replaced by one of the BOYS pushing their features forward on me through Voodoo/Magic, or could they actually be working for the Ridiculous "women" attempting to replace me, to possibly make it seem like I can't be the REAL Astrid Camille Constant, given that I look like a BOY... Either way this "Beautiful" effect on my features is Driving me Insane... And as said previously brings me to Hit Myself in the Attempt of getting these People out, or at least Legally Harm them Back, given that They Chose of Their Own Free Will To Merge with Me...

Otherwise, I'll add that over the last 4 years I have been feeling presure on my skull as if someone with a smaller skull was permanetly merging with me through Voodoo/Magic... At times the presure even increases and become an even hard torture to bear... Additionally, ever since I have shaved my skull, I have noticed that this pressure is also other than the unbearble Masculine Aura it takes, relative to some slight to rather obvious changes in size of my skull... Which, by the way, is in my eyes also Aesthetically Unbearable... Which is why, although having my head shaved normally Aesthtically suits me, it's altered appearance is enough to go out with a Hat (Nearly always the Black "Granny" Hat), even in Hot Weather... Also, although I don't go arround with a Mirror to keep track of what I look Like, I am pretty certain, that Strong to Mild Alteration to My facial features are done to My Face (again through the use of Voodoo/Magic).

Hopefully this is enough to clarify things, and clear up any doubts you my have concerning the issues brought up in this post.


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Do I Talk Up Stairs...?

Up until reccently I NEVER Talk Upstairs... But these days, because it's convenient, or actually near NECESSARY, I Talk Upstairs with my Family. But that's all! As far as I know, and I also can't find any other context in where there would be a point or a good reason to Talk Upstairs, so there are basically no other occasions where I do this.

Just in case there might have been some doubt concering me on this issue, I hope this clarifies things.


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Resisting Illegal Black Magic Coersion

for Several Weeks (or is it Month) Now, my Ennemies have been trying to get me to comply to THEIR (ridiculous) Standards of Living:

- Shower Every Day
- Change My Sheets Every Day
- And also clean My Towels Every Day
- Eat Bland Cooking (basically Butters Worth Style Meals)

Ironically these Ridiculous Freaks* do not realise that what is more Relevance, is that this Torture basically makes me seem Like a Whore/Martha Stewart... Almost Live Like one:

- Strong Stench and Sweaty Crotch Area...
- Changing your Sheets Every Day, because they've been Spermed on, and Clean Towels For their Clients...

And altough I HATE my (Voodoo/Magic) Achne, they at least make it obvious that atleast I can't be one of the Whore Versions: a Martha Stewarts... Even Both actually, but I guess not according to the Martha Stewarts...

Otherwise, they are also harrasing me by making feel like a Puppet when I clean Up by imposing that Aura on me, and sending off very subtle signals, almost brainwashing me and Also litterally somewhat unconcsiously making me clean up certain things almost automaically... There also oddlly seems to be purposefull Mess done while I sleep, like stains on the floor, and also strange Luck, to make Me Stain My Sheets, or Strange Luck That makes my Cleaning Up more Effortful... And there's a Sublte General Feeling of Hyperactivity, Impulsivity, Disorientation and Stress... And here and there there's "interesting"** unbearable Clumsyness, and Peaks of Unberable Cripling Stress...

The Dilema with the Cleaning up issue, is that I believe it is also an issue to Martha Stewarts... And the Coercive Manipulations they do to me because of this issue, Makes me seems like a Martha Stewart... Which is unbearable, but is Ironically also helping me Understand how the Various Types of Martha Stewarts Are... And why most Male Martha Stewarts***, and other Men in Masonry (and sometimes I wonder whether they are all Martha Stewarts). Otherwise, I personally also like it better when my appartment is clean and tidy, but given that there is a Strange Surplus Mess, including a Strange amount of Dust Acumulation (from paussed Time sessions****)... But... The problem is the torture I feel when I clean up... Drives me insane... So I try to keep some strange kind of Balance between Messy and Tidy... Like leaving some of the Dust... And Some Mess... And, I do this not only to torture the freaks who are want to illegally coerce and brainwash me into living by their standards, or something that will satisfy their Sick HATE for me (an interesting NEED to make me a whore and/or porn Star as well as a Skanky Slut, or at least make me seem as one...), but also because an Excessive Mess can be used against me as a reason to claim that I am unable to take care of myself on my own, and there fore need a "Little" "Pleasent" "Curative" trip to the Mental Home... Which as you might or hopefully already KNOW drives me Insane with PARANOIA (Mainly due to visions I had of things that happened to me in Mental Homes & Cliniques while I was on Amna)...



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*: Which I am Hopefully Torturing by Not giving into their Ridiculous Standards...

**: It is not just Physically and Mentally Unbearable, but there's also a Freak that Speaks through the sounds of this clumsyness, and nearly always or always says useless and excrutiatingly mentally Painful "Whats" as they Happen...

***: Who see themselves above Female Martha Stewarts, because they suposedly are the only ones who have a chance with me, when actually, it's all relative... But I do admit, that it is more likely that given the current Genetic Trend in the Female Gender, the Males have a Better Chance... Although it drives me insane, how so many of them do not realise, that especially at this point, there are nearly none of them who are my "type" and actually, I KNOW... There are basically NONE.

****: These really Anger me... And I am also very Angry about who May be lurking in my appartment during these "sessions" as well as when I sleep... But mostly I waiting to know to react... Although the though of certain possibilities is driving me insane... And if the worst is TRUE, it is beyond who isn't Arians (or has truth Technology/Angels of Truth) understanding how much Anger and Wrath I will unleach upon those responsible (of course within Legal bounderies)... And please understand the power of my extensive imagination is beyond any one else's or nearly anyone eles's, and vengenece is what has the highest value in my eyes these days... So I will go on FOREVER to punnish the guilty for their crimes... Even for Evey Little Thing...


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Toturing The people Who Merge with Me

Lately, I have been hit my self to Torture the People who Merge with Me. Hopefully Just the fact that I, Little Astrid Constant, is hitting THEM, is Strong Mental Torture... Also the Pain they feel through me is satisfying to me... It Amazes me how even when I hit nearly hard enough to break my skull, or slap myself till my skin gets Red, they still don't Leave...

Lately some of them, have been doing their Spermy Arms on me, so have tightly belted my arms to num me from the feeling of theirs...

Otherwise, I Randomly Hit my self or Slap my Self on places of my body where I notice one of the people who Merges with me's features... Or Insult them, and make them feel through my Soul how UGLY they or their features are... Also for those with whom I have Beautiful Contracts, I threaten them (coersion, deterence), and give orders to harm them... Mostly... Actually More like ALWAYS Extremely Mega Hard Core Harshly...


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My Beautiful Contracts...

My beautiful Contracts... If people listed specifically on my Hate List, as well as any other individual want to be able to MAYBE talk to ME (Astrid Camille Constant, Born 29th July 1979 at 4:00 AM Tegucigalpa HONDURAS), on a given stage for the purpose of closure of this sordid chapter of my life, they must first sign a release form/contract that allows, ME (Astrid Camille Constant born 29th July 1979 at 4:00 AM, Tegucigalpa HONDURAS) or anyone I specifically designate to do what ever I/they want to do with them, with the exception of killing, this includes Lobotomy in the special cases where I specifically designate an individual (NB: Minors are not allowed to sign this release forms/contracts) Me or those I designate are allowed to designate any willing person or person who has signed these release forms/contracts, to do, "the dirty work". (NB: I would really prefer it be done in this way as much as possible). The person designated is only allowed to do to what is specifically asked and nothing more or less. This person can be any willing person alive (also includes minors), or person who has signed these release forms/contracts. I ask of my lawyers to make sure all of this is done legally, and if not, to declare these contracts as void (. People signing this form also allow any living able person to do Black Voodoo/Magic on them for the rest of their existence. Ex: pimples, nose picking, itching, head aches, lung torture, glaucoma... See Voodoo/Magic Post for more details.

If I decide to talk to you, the event can under no circumstance be broadcasted or recorded in any way. It is only for the EYES of those present.

Furthermore certain people may be allowed (for a limited time only) to live on property owned by me (not including the place I currently live in), they must also sign this release form/contract (Food, Electricity, Gas, Water not included).

NB: This release form is not retractable. No time limit. It lasts FOR EVER! But Cops must make sure the people signing them are fully aware of what they are signing, and the implications involved, and make sure there is no one merging with the person: making it hard for them to understand and/or too much Voodoo/Magic pressure/influence, like for example possession.


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PS: Getting out of Jail to get a lot of money is not "saving your life". I NEVER EVER want to sign this type of release form/contract, in my present or future incarnations. If my body ends up doing this (in its present or future reincarnations), there is something absolutely wrong, and this release form/contract should be considered void. To make sure of this and the possibility of the miss-use of such contracts, I demand of my lawyers to patent this type of contract exclusively to ME (Astrid Camille Constant, Born 29th July 1979, Tegucigalpa HONDURAS at 4:00 AM) for an unlimited period of time.


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The Latest On My Medication

To this date I am still being prescribed 10 mg of Zyprexa per day, which as previously I still don't ingest, because as explained earlier they don't have any effect on my body, but how ever given some of the secondary side effects if I were to truly take these pills, it could easily be said that the cause of the harm to my body would be caused by the pills. Ex: Cerebral Hemorrhaging...! Otheriwse, I also take Valium, the later is a drug I have myself explicitly asked to have prescribed for my anxieties and my sleeping problems. Oddly ever since the 1st box, they no longer have the same effect, even if sometimes the people around me will still allow me to fall asleep when I take a few pills (approx 20 mg). But I still take them, because even if they're more than likely placebo drugs, these days, they still to some extent work... How odd...?

Otherwise, I have always been taking 1 pill of 1000 mg of Omega-3 per day, which other than being healthy for your brain, are also suposed to help with mood disorders. So it's basically my Bi-Polar treatment. Furthermore, a while back a "friend" told me that new research showed that it could possibly the only true cure to schizophrenia. Otherwise, I also take 2 vitamin pills: one for my skin, and one to help my concentration (another of the beautiful side effects of this "disease" I have. So when it comes to being healthy. I have all the vitamins and minerals I need.

Well, hope that is sufficient to let you know about what kind of treatment I undergoing to treat the many mental "diseases" of mine...


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