Events before and after encountering a
Hate Crime Scene during October of 1998

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It was suggested to me by Law Enforcement to keep a log. Most of this work was written to protect and defend my children, but so far, I've only had the time to do what has been required of me. Logging illustrates the results of these practices, and given time and reflection, may help us to develop adaptations that we're currently unfamiliar with regardless of the duress, disruption, obstruction, or interferance which may continue. You'll find most of what we've been taught reprinted here: Dedicated Support.

This is only an anonymous example. My goal is to empower average people to defend themselves without being harmful. In order to do so we need to be able to provide enough information about the harm we suffer to be useful because it's what we've been asked to do, and because very few people read, or understand, the Terms of Agreement we're expected to abide by online. This is only an example, there are no names or locations in these documents, and if dangers persist, the dates will be replaced or removed.

The publication of this log began in 2012, and by 2014, stalking began at the places of publication. Changes to this documentation including ommisions, and malicious efforts to defame the author and invalidate the testimony became unmanageable by 2013.

By 2015, it was impossible to keep up with verification of all the documentation, so I've provided warnings in documentation I've found compromised. I've also been asked not to log early childhood incidents the author's mother considered vulgar, and entries describing adultery that may have resulted in a physical assault of the author. I used a brief description of the original entry, and a general description of the vulgar behavior in the article Self Examination. To continue to report an incident that leads to an assault is not rational, though we are required to do so at times, such as when seeking health care to treat the injuries that result from our effort.

I'm making use of what we've been taught by our Founder, Sir Tim Berners Lee, by including directories to store incidents in locations logical to represent times of incident. Timelines don't need to be public, and are more likely to be safe if they're not, but this is only meant to be an example. Controversial work, or incidents that may be disputed can be kept private.

(Please see one example of a Constitutional Limitations)

Recent Events

9-5-2019: Accused of groping my brother by a young man on the avenue on my way to a dental appointment.

9-6-2019: A couple complaining about a wasp at a coffee shop closed in on my table, crowded my chair and drove the wasp into my clothing. It took well over an hour for the wasp to crawl out.

9-9-19: An old client asks for a new website for the domain: NewKitchenPoole.

9-11-19: My air conditioning unit stops working, and maintenance shows up to work on the unit for the next several days.

9-14-19: Found a source for web development has been hacked, and I can't gain access to my old materials.

9-19-19: Returned missing entries from the 1960's back into the log and added a few relavent incidents without exact dates.

9-21-19: Loose references to the name and possible activities of my old swimming student show up on other social networks.

10-9-19: Flash drive missing from my apartment. The very next day, my bag with all my important papers went missing sometime after 10:45 AM when I brought my laundry downstairs (I keep my doors locked at all times, so I asked management to change the locks).

11-1-19: Placed all my old drives and media into a safety deposit box along with a few other essential backups (important papers and security items).

11-8-19 (10:00 AM): Heard loud stumbling in a room down the hall on my way to the bank. I forgot my bag (I replaced the old bag with my important papers with a new one), and as soon as I turned around to go back and get it, someone fell to the floor in the room I was approaching.

11-13-19: Archives and CSS for my bot tags gone missing on my local server.

11-21-19: Got a new modem from my ISP (when my bag was taken, the MAC ID and other identifying network features were in the paperwork they stole).

11-22-19: I woke up to someone yelling downstairs saying "This is not your place, you can't stay in this room." Similar claims have been made while I was walking down the street, and they've used my name, but they were downstairs.

11-25-19: Found a crusty Static Guard sheet in my bed, and someone else's underwear in my clothes bin.

11-28-19: Tried to go to a meeting but someone called me a cut-up on the bus, and I returned to find my entryway light on in my apartment and the mixer I use for preparing medications missing.

12-2-19: Came home after double checking the operating system disks I ordered to find my door open. One of the disks is okay, and no one was in my place, but my DVD Drive isn't functioning well.

12-3-19: Went to the Dentist, and came home to find my door open, my laundry basket busted up and blood on the handles.

12-4-19: Spoke to the City Attorney, a Police Officer and some of my Spiritual Leaders about the circumstances and put the evidence into a safe place.

12-6-19: Reviewed my materials to scan for anything that might have motivated the behavior such as my report about the Hate Crime Scene I encountered in 1998.

History Prior to the Hate Crime Scene Encounter

For a narrative of events leading up to the Hate Crime Scene, with commentary and conclusions outside the scope of this example, please see: Investigations

1962: Visited Grandma while on vacation abroad, and got lost following a cat down the avenue.

1964: Sex conduct ends my parents marriage. Strange dreams, ear aches and pressure I don't understand disturbs my sleep. Mother comforts me in her rocking chair.

1960's Stray cats are rounded up and brought to the University for experimentation involving the use of electrodes in their heads.

1960's My father's brother slides off a muddy road in the dark onto the edge of a cliff with us in the back. Dad got out and, after several tries, pushes us back onto the road.

1965: Mounting pressures become an indulgence. I bang my head on the walls, grimace at the dinner table, and grunt and groan on the floor in the bathroom hallway.

1966: I hit my neighbor with a sovenier baseball bat while practicing a swing. I told his Mother right away, but didn't see him get back up.

1960's: My mother's brother, a girl across the street, and the pilot of the airplane that flew us back to our grandma's house from a stay with my father's brother all die violent deaths.

1968: My Step-Father requires kisses before going to bed by using his tongue and one lip to mock the impression of the 'animals' in Dinkytown where we went to school.

1968: While tingling each other's backs in the living room with friends, my Step-Dad joins in by tickling our necks. When I laughed, he choked me until I couldn't breathe anymore.

1968: Efforts to cope with new threats in the house result in an evaluation of the capacity to do harm, efforts to identify the source of the mounting pressures we faced, and strategy to contend with the old and new rivals.

1968: Melted down my injection molding equipment when we were required to go to Church (I left it plugged in behind the couch).

1969: While digging out my Scoutmaster's basement, and working on the Farm, we're introduced to alcohol and tobacco. "Work like a man, drink like a man!" we were told, so I enjoyed my new privilege.

1970: After cleaning up from work at my Step Father's brother-in-law's farm, my Step-Father's powers of creation displays for us. While I don't remember what happened after the initial shock of the incident, we prayed the Rosary that night, and I later took my reports of that incident and others to therapy.

1974: Required to provide a colonic to my little brother before bedtime, my mother told me how to provide the procedure while painting her nails and before leaving for dinner with a friend. When I asked him if he'd like to do it himself, he said: "No, Mom always does it for me".

1975: Required to strip my dirty clothes off in the mudroom before going to my room after work on the sod farm.

1975: Approached from behind, my Step-Father's erection becomes more difficult to avoid while undressed and putting my clothes in the mudroom laundry machine.

1975: While dreaming of a young girl in bed, my Step Dad watches through my bedroom window outside in the dark.

1975: Interrogated by my Step-Father repeatedly asking "Why do you leave the lights on?" (presumably to fault me for providing the opportunity to observe my behavior).

1976: Felt up by my boss while on the job.

1976: Beaten-up by the side-kick of 'the boss', who also told me not to be the spokesperson for the crew.

Spring 1978: Went with a friend to get a job out of State. I thought we'd both get hired, but he didn't.

Summer 1978: Lost all my belongings when I left my work camp for a weekend with the family (The thief left my hardhat with defecation in it, and the sock he wiped with).

Summer 1978: Lost all my belongings when I left my work camp for a weekend with the family (The thief left my hardhat with defecation in it, and the sock he wiped with).

Fall of 1978: Went to work down south for a while and witnessed my step mother peel the scab off my half brother's penis after his circumcision. He cried, but there was nothing I could do about it. I don't really know why I had to see that happen, but its troubled me ever since.

Summer 1979: Discussed concerns about my Step-Father's behavior with his brother, a Priest. He suggestively motioned with his eyes to join him in my bed.

1979: Drug and alcohol induced spiritual experience while fishing on a lake with a friend.

1980: A spiritual experience crashes me to my knees while in treatment for alcoholism. I remembered a repressed memory while doing personal inventory.

Fall 1981: Disciplined my brother while medicated on tranquilizers by striking him when he refused to go to bed by 10:30 PM (Mother's rule).

1982: Started experiencing new fields and energies as a result of disciplining myself to daily meditation, and taking guidance from a good friend.

1984: As a young man, my significant other wrote a poem describing me as the dream of a little girl, challenging my efforts to secure our relationship.

1984: Enjoyed a new sense of freedom when living on my own and returning to school.

1984: A biohazard sign is hung on my door when hospitalized by recurring trauma because I was placed in an apartment with a person infected by HIV. Resulting negativity leads to damaging opinions.

1986: Shortly after hosting a Christmas Party for my family, my girlfriend attempts suicide, and I find myself groping on my hands and knees on the floor of my apartment with no light in my imagination for what might have caused such a thing to occur.

1989: A Police Officer told the Mother of my Daughter that 'white stuff' was found on her body in the hospital (Her mother was hospitalized shortly later).

February 1990: Had a fight with my grandmother about the placement of my daughter with my step-dad to get him off my back, but my mother lied to the police about irresponsible behavior in her home so I was defeated by suspicions I was unaware of when in court.

1990: While trying to adjudicate parental rights, a witness said I would 'cut my daughter's ears off'.

1992: Lost my home and moved to another State to make my way.

1992: Someone I met in a coffee shop said she was making arrangements to experiment on Autistic Children by using vibration.

1994: Sued for child support by the Mother of my second Daughter by Long-arm Petition while trying to become self supporting.

1996: Organized in an effort to close a Hospital by ending County based referrals. (Hospital Staff was accused of causing the deaths of three patients while improperly restrained).

1996: Recruited to work as an advocate for vulnerable adults in the health care system.

1997: Granted a conditional release after being convicted of reckless driving (for driving on a flat).

October 1998: Encountered a Hate Crime Scene while traveling to ask about a confession made by my daughter because I couldn't get anything done by telephone.

One Example of Constitutional Limitations

This example does not provide a prosectution - its not supposed to. The goal is to show how easy it is to overlook the real causes and conditions of our circumstances, and the danger of attempting to do this work on our own. The government does not have to stop defamation, but others can.

In a prior effort to report what was apparently inflammatory, the author shared information about a Calypso Singer from the Islands in addition to reporting the fact that s/he got lost following a cat.

So does the revision refer to the Calypso Singer, or the cat (as in animal), as the cause of getting lost?

And: "Which Step Father rescued the author?"

And, "Was it really a dangerous situation, or was he exploiting the circumstances?"

Also, the author reported his, or her concern about the Step-Father's behavior with his brother, a Catholic Priest. This document has not been written to prosecute, its only serving to illustrate the dangers of trying to do so on your own. In the previous example, we don't even know who the author's cited as the victim. Eg.

Discussed concerns about my Step-Father's behavior with his brother, a Catholic Priest. He suggestively motioned with his eyes to join him in my bed.

"Is the Step Father's concerning behavior with his brother the Priest, or the author?"

Because a violent crime resulted, the the information has to be 'toned down', so the offensive language must be removed.

Our reputations may not be sullied by ambiguous or unreliable accounts, but decisions made by the Courts can ruin our lives. If our only remaining opportunity for defense online becomes compromised, then we have no choice but to work with a point of view that includes us all.

While we may be mocked in our efforts to do so, God is not mocked, and we're seeking new accounts every day, but will it help them, or become harmful? We believe that without these lessons, it will become harmful to innocent children - and deadly to us all. Prior to this, that is how we were taught! Our powers of awareness during crisis are feeble, especially when traumatized.

Because the author was ashamed of his bad swing, he failed to respond to his friend's need for recovery, and this whole series of incidents could be percieved as God's effort to exonerate the child by building confidence in his neighbor's recovery. These are difficult challenges fo face when we're young, but we've been able to adapt to problems in the system since then, and develop alternatives for recovery as a result. We're lucky to be able to pass it on.

Please see: Project Details for an example of the kinds of problems we've encountered with spoken language, and lessons in general.

History following the Hate Crime Scene Encounter

Fall 1998: Tried to reach my daughter's family with and without agency support out of concern for her safety.

Drugged, restrained and committed in the County Hospital while bringing my daughter's allegations to bear - allegations of someone she thought to be her father, charges she made when I was living in another State. I've never met her, though I made sincere efforts to do so with, and without external support.

November - December 1998: Reported anything that might have led to murder, retaliation or abuse - County by County - as accurately as my memory could provide, including:

My work on Patients Rights as a Health Care Advocate during the 1990's.

Reports I provided to the Mental Health System at home during the 80's and 90's before I went to another live in another State.

Reports I made to members of the Church, and Mentors including members of Anonymous Fellowships during the 80's and 90's.

Other circumstances of my work and history, including work that might have been perceived as threatening, such as my activism, and/or participation in civil disobedience.

November 1998: Smashed my fender on a bolder in the ditch while driving around a gate in Washington County after reminiscing about the area (someone locked the gate to a gravel pit while I was inside).

November 20, 1998: Assaulted by someone asking where I was going downtown because I wouldn't say.

1999/2000: Filed a Federal District Court Case to resolve those issues, and others though I was poorly prepared to do so.

2001: Placed in an apartment above the building boiler room and next to the laundry room. 10 - 12 dryers were directly across the wall from me. The temperature in my room with the heat off in the winter was over 110°F, and I was not allowed to open the window or use my air conditioner vent to cool it off.

August 2004: Raped at gunpoint by someone who asked for help.

September 2004: Reported being raped, and suggested to a counselor that my childhood examination of circumcision may have been a possible motive (apparently the method - frictionless motion palpation - was considered to be harassing).

Summer 2006: Had a radical spiritual experience while meeting with a sponsor to get help with my inability to control my drinking.

2007-2009: Employed as a swim instructor and teach water safety to children at three different Health Club locations. An incident in 2009 required me to use the name of a boy in my swim class and write a report to child protection. I added a letter for a legal file voicing my objection to the use of names in this circumstance, and left my position there.

July 2008: Lost a full time job delivering auto parts while dealing with the the first of several Malware attacks on my websites.

September 2009: Had an altercation with a woman who would not leave my apartment. I was not allowed to sublet, and she wouldn't leave.

September 2009: Invited to have dinner at my brother's house, I arrived to find my brothers with a cousin from my Step Father's brother's farm playing with a handgun in the kitchen. After dinner, I went out to find a nail in the tire of my Harley, so I bid my family farewell, and drove home carefully.

November 2009: As a gift, my brother flies me to his place to get his car and drive it to my place for my use. During the night on the way home I encountered a field of radio towers with flashing strobe lights, and the thought crosses my mind: "Get me out of here (I was struggling in a relationship with a partner back home)". Almost simultaneously, I am catapulted into a fourth dimension of space. The space I'm occupying becomes grainy, and I hear the sound of rushing water, or static from a distant place. The view through my window closes fast to the horizon, and the burden of my weight drops into infinitude.

Summer 2010: While having coffee with my friend, she has a spiritual experience (she thought I spiked her coffee).

Fall 2010: Started having spiritual experiences while meditating again.

November 11: Neurologists probe my anus, and use wooden sticks on my skin to deny evidence that suggests my HGH results require treatment, resulting in my own clinical trials.

August 2011: My car and motorcycle (both gifts from my brother) are trashed and ticketed on the streets. The garage I used is blocked off by 4 or 5 minivans at all times, and the next door neighbor complains about driving on his yard while trying to access the parking spot I had arranged. The minivans windows get smashed, setting me up, and I park on the street. A condom is tied to the handlebars, tail lights broken off, headlamp cracked etc. I cover my bike and the police ticket me for covering my license plate.

October 28th 2011: My life is threatened by a client who asked me to build a website for him and his organization shortly after asking for payment.

October 2011: A security expert from an International Bank takes the time to improve my internet security skills and later trains me to use a handgun.

November 2011: (roughly 6 days later) After moving out of my old residence in order to secure a safer place for my vehicles and myself, a close friend and mentor dies unexpectedly. He was in the room when my life was threatened a week before.

November 2011: My bird dies while waiting for me to return with food from yet another attempt to help someone in trouble, and my grief motivates to write everything out. Over 10 people have died in my close circle while trying to be helpful, and I no longer trust myself enough to continue without closer scrutiny.

November 2011: A friend from a group I belong to asks me to have a birthday party for her daughter that very day. Though I was not prepared to do so (I had very little to offer on short notice), I agreed, and during the party she mentioned that she 'slept with me' in a room 'over there'. Despite many years of sober reflection on her belief, I have to admit, I don't recall much of my sleeping, though I have great respect for the strength of her conviction.

December - Present: Intentional disruptive and harassing noise disturbs my peace at home night and day.

The neighbor upstairs has guests who are not on the lease staying there, drug use is visible, and she claims her Developmentally Disabled son is causing the noise.

My neighbor across the hall complains of the same circumstances by referred to 'someone upstairs' who was intentionally trying to get Section 8 Tenants out of the building.

Fall 2012: Accused of being a con, I'm swamped by bad debt and a failing business.

March 2012: A person parks his car across my lane forcing me to lay my Harley down.

Winter 2013: I return the gun the security specialist provided due to frustration with my circumstances and return to my writing.

January 2013: Unable to secure health care due to harassment and obstructions, I refuse to continue seeking services.

Spring 2013: I am asked to leave my apartment right after I receive an award for a law suit, sabotaging my opportunity to invest wisely.

May 2013: Just after moving into my new home, a second serious set of Malware attacks brings my business to a complete stop.

June 2013: While trying to repair the damage to my sites and my business, my power gets cut off, leaving me without internet access and inadequate ventilation.

When the power is reconnected, my internet service is disrupted despite the service connection I paid for, and I am forced to work in coffee shops.

June 2013: While trying to manage the crisis and develop two new sites for two new clients, I am trespassed from the coffee shop where went to get internet access, and I loose access to half of my building, including the loading docks I need to move my belongings in and out.

December 2013 - Present: Smoke from the use of drugs in an apartment upstairs vents into my bathroom. I called the police, notified the landlord, and talked to the neighbors myself, but the people involved were not legitimate tenants, and the violations continued.

February 2014: The noise of diesel engines, low frequency vibrations and switching in the furnace/air conditioning room is difficult to tolerate, and work and sleep are intentionally disrupted by these disturbances.

April 2014: After spending roughly a year writing a mission to deal with anger and frustration in our community, establishing a place for the project fails because the Church can't allow our clients on church property without an escort.

June 2014: Accused of failing to pay the rent, Property Managers threaten me with eviction if I don't pay roughly two months rent past due within three days; rent that had already been paid.

October 2014: Drug use in my apartment building results in conflicts with neighbors and building management. Because they can't admit its occurring without doing something about the problem, over a years worth of reporting falls on deaf ears. With winter approaching, there is nowhere to retreat from the toxic air, and toxic people, but I was given permission to keep the windows open and the heat off.

November 2014: In order to attempt to keep the peace, I went to work on reroutes for acceptable use of questionable practices as granted by the Complementary Health Care Act, which defines the guidelines for the practice of Massage, Bodywork and/or Alternative Medicine: Please see: Bill of Rights

12-10-14: A soldier publishes the username and password of my bank account on a Social Networking business page.

2-9-15: My friend and physics professor died.

Early May 2015: Left my apartment and camped in a community garden on 5th Avenue. Soaked my phone which took months to rebuild.

Late May 2015: Unable to continue sleeping in my lean-to because RVs are ramming it at night.

Early June: Went to the East to look for a new place to live.

June: Received an award while homeless and unable to defend myself from harassment for the second time.

July 2015: A woman asked for change, and gave it to an intoxicated guy in the back of the bus. I complained about the event and got off the bus. A guy got off the bus with me and reached for a gun to silence my complaint.

Late July 2015: Lost wallet; Shortly later: While waiting at the train station, and establishing an internet connection by tethering it to my phone, a guy with a crew of three asks me if the credit cards he has are mine. I get up to check, and left my iPad behind while trying to determine if the cards are mine.

July 2015: Gunfire at my campsite becomes persistent and threatening (young men were firing handguns by the beach, but rifle shots with long range trajectories disturbed me), so I move to a cliff by the river, by my friend's old place.

Friday 7/17/15: A guy gets out of a brand new Titan van (no license plate) with a breaker bar and approaches me as I approach a bus stop. He leaves as I continue to approach.

Saturday, 7/18/15: A guy pulled out a knife as he walks by saying: "You should have bought a soda or something" after stopped at a coffee shop without buying anything (there was no on at the counter).

Early August 2015: Lost my backup drive and my blue tooth head set. Later found headset in my locker after making sure it wasn't there.

8/3/15: Noticed my receipts and documentation for new equipment were missing from my storage locker.

8/5/15: Got locked out of my post office box. Talked to the manager who gave me a new key, saying it was the only one left (it did not match mine), and found a bill in the box which said I didn't need to make a payment until 9-30-15. Also found another address listed on my account that I don't have while investigating the situation.

September 2015: After repeatedly trying to gain access to my ISP's business account, a Business Account Representative told me my account doesn't exist.

9-12-15: Shocked with 110 V running through my keyboard and workstation in my new office. Paid $250.00 to replace the case and use a new power supply.

While moving my things out of a Storage Unit, an employee came out of the maintenance room wielding a knife to let me know that I couldn't use the ramp with the dolly.

10-15-15: An electrical fire fried my battery backup power supply on extension cords. Had to replace my surge protectors and cords to replace the battery backup. (The resulting failed outlets had not been repaired since I was shocked at my keyboard, so I only had one functioning outlet to use in my $450 room.)

11-5-15: Almost all of my reserves from another Country were required to pay my past due storage locker bill. I used the rest to replace my fried electronics with a more durable solution and the resulting low balance required me to close an account I've tended carefully since 2007.

11-26-15: Filed the third request to terminate my Health Care Insurance payment. My income has been compromised by the premium, and making efforts to obtain health insurance required three copies of everything I needed to provide, and several visits to accomplish. Because I suspected them of Fraud, I refused to continue to do so.

Feb 19th: had a fight in a local shelter. Recorded the event with my phone.

3-5-16: Found psych-meds in my room at a hotel. (I guess that was some kind of suggestion).

3-10-16: Took photos of blackmail / extortion attempts etc., incidents I described in a Civil Suit that was called frivolous, and written off in 2000.

3-13-16: Cleaned up my camp, the warm weather melted enough snow to dig out and rebuild my tent and camo shelter. Found duct tape, several pairs of used rubber gloves, a dirty condom and a used needle along with all the usual trash - not a reassuring sign. I didn't see any of that stuff there before.

3-23-16: Heard 3 murder confessions in the last 3-4 days, and a proposition from someone yesterday. Some of the folks in shelters are working themselves up all day.

4-23-16: Accused of Racism, I was hit from behind while walking away from the accusers. Woke up on the ground face down. Walked to an Emergency Room, and have been trying to recover my vision and motor coordination since then.

9-27-16: Filed a claim with the Board of Reparations to pay for the health care services and recover losses to my business.

10-3-2016: A guy at my grocery store needing help called me out.

10-4-16: Told to keep my mouth shut by a person on the Avenue.

10-7-16: Reported the incidents to the Police.

10-8-16: Reported the incidents to a Rape and Crisis Hotline.

11-3-16: Someone changed the date of the incident logged 10-3-16 and entered it in this log as occurring on the third of November 2016.

11-12-16: Shared the incidents, the reports, and my updates online with DPS.

11-23-16: Hit up for money at my public transit station by a couple talking about lewd behavior.

12-22-16: A neighbors complaint about noise, and what they think is marijuana prevents me from smudging (cedar and sage) my new home. I carpeted my floor with scraps from the local building project to try to minimize the noise in my apartment for the tenant below who complained.

12-28-16: What seems like automobile exhaust venting from my air ducts, and a high amount of traffic in my hallway leads to what sounds like intentional use of the door latches to mimic rifle or gun actions as a form of harassment.

12-30-16: Neighbor knocks on my door loudly late at night. I go out to check what has happened after I get dressed. Another neighbor is playing loud music and smoking dope downstairs.

2017 Incidents

An entry from 2017 was deleted from this record, but the report was also emailed to the landlord and law enforcement so I will not provide it again.

The month of another incident I logged in 2016 was changed from 10-3-2016, to 11-3-2016, but not by me.

3-7-17: My neighbor's mail is in my mailbox.

3-15-17: Someone by my name has a profile photo on Facebook of himself carrying a baseball bat wrapped with nylon cord as if he were preparing to take violent action (I unintentionally hit my next door neighbor with a souvenir baseball bat when I was 7 or 8 because I didn't look carefully enough before practicing my swing).

4-8-17: Told to get a job by a passer by as I'm walking to an AA meeting. A few minutes later referred to as someone who goes to meetings to get money.

4-9-17: A cyclist passes and says: Okay (insert name here), humiliate him (meaning me)."

5-13-17: Harassed about yet another death in our community for the 6th or 7th time by the same person.

5-20-17: Someone carved holes in my shoes while I was out (already aware of these kinds of trespasses, I keep most of my valuables locked up).

6-3-17: An automatic deduction from my bank account to pay for health care insurance I can't use due to whistleblower status robs me of my rent money.

6-15-17: Called a crisis hotline about stalking in my home. Two guys on the Light Rail train were dancing and displaying themselves in front of me the next day.

6-24-17: Three guys outside my door talking about anal sex blocked my entry after taking out the trash. As I waited out of sight, I heard one of them talk about trying my door.

7-11-17: Found a cardboard box propping open the security door on my floor.

8-7-17: Found a carpet nail in my bicycle tire after attending a meeting at my local church.

8-8-17: Talked to the Public Safety officer at the same church.

8-25-17: Threatened by an old friend of mine who said a whole bunch of us think your crazy. (He was in a mental health drop in center when he said so.)

8-28-17: Bit by a dog on the way to see my wife. The owner of the dog used the word 'Superman' as I rode past, and the dog bit the back of my leg pretty badly.

8-28-17: Someone parked a trailer in the parking lot of my building, and I told him he couldn't park there. He said, he had furniture for his daughter, and that he was going to sit there until his daughter came out.

9-3-17: Someone stole my bike while was in a meeting at my local church. I called the police and made out a police report.

9-24-17: Marijuana is filtering into my apartment several times a week. I write people following my circumstances to ask what to do about the situation.

11-5-17: Telephoned by campaign supporters 4 times in the past week asking me to vote in the Church building I was asked not to return to.

12-1-17: Someone on Hennepin lost all her papers and personal items, but I found a note that indicated where she was so brought the items to her shelter.

12-7-17: Harassment leads to a violent attack, and claims of fraud motivate a legal defense by one of the leaders in our community.

12-21-17: Helped a freind deal with Harassment on the avenue.

1-2-2018: Videotaped a deposition of my photos, videos, audio recordings, paper records, negatives, and digital media.

2-21-18: Filed a complaint with the IC3 regarding a failure to access one of my accounts.

2-12-18: Called Crime Prevention regarding an anonymous child who has not been protected, or defended by the City, County or State so far as I know.

3-7-18: Wrote a Genetic Engineer with an update and was encouraged to hear of her need for import/export opportunities for her medicines.

3:10-18: Got hacked out of my Admin Account while configuring my firewall.

3-16-18: Found a dozen or more broken links on my site.

6-15-18: Deposited a check sent by a courier service to establish a Fund for the Missions. The following day, the bank claimed the check was fraudulent.

6-17-18: Found a wallet on the street next to my home, and returned it to the owner in a building down the street.

7-11-18: Called my network hosting company to inquire about unanswered, and/or missing mail, and compromises to my mail server and was cut off by an automated survey.

8-6-18: Locked up my equipment with new locks and chain. Updated my log with essential information. Worked on a prayer to be rid of harmful intentions and wrong use of names, and labels.

8-7-18: Backed up my Server for the safety deposit box (my operating system is too old for support).

8-19-18: Offended by my friend for what, I don't know, but I was bringing my cott and spare food down to the tent city, so I just let her know I'm doing all I can.

The last week of September: My Pastor asks me not to return to his Church.

11-5-18: Made arrangements to meet with a counselor online, and was disrupted by a client not normally demanding of my time as I tried to meet with her, and while making arrangments to meet with her.

Thanksgiving Day Eve 2018: Someone locked me out of my Server as I was updating the IP.

11-18-18: Background sounds of a male and the wail of a child puctuated by stacato strikes upon boards or wood.

12-28-18: Door latch sounds seem intentional. Getting calls from difficult people.

12-29-18: A friend of mine showed up at the train station to complain about my Step-dad.

1-1-19: A guy in the line at my bank starts talking about damage to the inside of a door while I'm waiting to get my rent check drafted.

1-5-19: Found my firewall hacked.

1-7-19: Reported violations to my home to Crime Prevention.

1-12-19: Added an event to clarify one of the possible reasons for being offended when I left for a weekend in Wyoming, and new directories to my timeline to keep photos of what I publish as backup.

1-15-2019: Finally given a chance to log on to my account with my own email address at my ISP after 2 years of wobbly internet access. While I've had severe challenges during that time, running my local server without a conventional handshake might've had something to do with it.

1-20-19: Found a new charge in my inbox asking me to pay a late payment charge with a threat saying they won't accept my payment next month without paying the current late payment charge immediately.

1-21-19: Harassed by another unidentified caller after being woken at 1:09 by banging on the boards of my building (I have a log of over 30 calls from people I cannot call back).

1-23-19: Childs wailing becomes so loud it wakes me up. I've tried turing off fans, even shutting off the circuit breakers but no luck. Seems to be comming from the freeway outside and is punctuated by banging on boards.

1-27-19: The sound of tapping on my pillow next to my head wakes me up at 3:30 pm.

1-28-19: Woke by intentional noise at 6:30 (vibrations in my bed).

2-1-2019: Someone at the bank started describing damage to a door similar to mine. I shared my concern about a young black girl (10 - 12 years old) in our building with white guy of slight build and the large number of really big guys who showed up in the buiding shortly later.

2-4-2019: Shortly re-establishing my gym membership, was told to leave by someone unhappy to see me. After leaving I was harassed by people following me to my grocery store.

2-5-2019: Found my firewall password changed when checking my network settings.

2-6-2019: Took a complaint from a woman concerned about a stalker pursuing her at a local shelter and the public library. I shared this log with her as an example of what to expect.

2-10-19: Found my work compromised by a hack.

2-13-19: My friend's telephone number is answered by someone claiming: "This is a child's line!" I called my phone companies Tech Support line and got a telephone dating service instead.

2-15-19: Sounds of a turbine whirling up in my room close to the window seem to be masking the sound of the child getting so loud it wakes me up several times during the night. Used my phone to capture the audio.

January/February 2019: A new form of toxic disturbance taking place late at night and early in the morning seems to be made with high frequency vibrations but feels like radiation or sunburn.

2-22-19: Was required to report an injury resulting from a crime in order to obtain my health insurance. Made a verbal complaint because the reports have resulted in stalking at my place of residence, my grocery store, and the bank.

2-22-19: Heard someone running and an assault or tackle in the hallway outside my door at 8:10 pm that went on until 8:20 or so.

2-21-19: Found the lock on my strongbox opened and my modem (and firewall) reset.

2-19-19: Wrote crime prevention about my efforts to deal with these offenses, and the circumstances I live with as a result. I also indicated that I will not be as effective at helping other vulnerable people because of continued coordinated efforts to offend me.

2-18-19: Called my sponsor and freinds to get help with the problems I'm dealing with in my home.

2-16-19: 7:20 am: Couldn't avoid hearing audible interrogations in my room.

2-16-19: 5:45 am: Low frequency vibrations so disturbing I can't avoid the aggravation by sitting in my chair.

2-15-19: Sounds like a turbine, spin up to higher and louder pitches at various times in the night.

4-5-19: Someone stole my iPad at a soup kitchen. I asked Church representatives if they would report the crime, and they said that they would have to talk to the cleaning man, who found my bag in the trash.

6-5-19: Someone I had an altercation with in 1999/2000, who showed up in my building during 2017, rode on the bus and got off at my stop complaining about the fact that he wasn't allowed to go to my building anymore. Also, the record of his visit at that time was removed from this log, but not by me.

6-13-19: Followed by a man with a conspicuous rainbow flag keychain at a light rail station.

7-16-19: My pharmacy closes. The spot where I was able to upgrade my apps and review my log is now gone. So are lounge chairs and people I met and chatted with, but one of my swimming students showed up in my building with one of the person's I met there.

8-3-19: Heard death threats below me in my building. Spoke to the City Attorney and the Homicide Department downtown the following day.

8-4-19: A buddy of mine gives me a VIP pass to the BMX Show at the new stadium and we eat like lords all afternoon in air conditioned comfort.

8-10-19: Ordered new disc copies of my operating system and server and found that at least one didn't work.

8-19-19: Found a Hi 8 Camcorder, two file cabinets, an ergonomic keyboard, and analog tape recorders in the recycling bin at the University and brought them home. Finally able to file all of my paperwork with ease.

9-2-19: Found an urgent warning in my email about a failed payment I called to confirm on the first. A recording at my bank claimed I had sufficient funds in the account, but the bill (required to keep my business operational) was not paid.

9-3-19: Wrote a letter to management about an open garage door in the building on the first and perhaps the second day of the month, and a visitor drinking in the lobby who was not on the lease. I suggested getting additional cameras for my apartment but my request for a new block of IPs was ignored by my Internet Service Provider (or perhaps hijacked).