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My Personal Blog is: www.sharonpoet-ti.blogspot.com
I am a victim of domestic terrorism - an Innocent Targeted Individual
We are unseen victims lost beneath their lies.
We are the crumbling ones put on a list to die.
We are rising wounded begging for your aide,
Becoming specks of dust in an evil charade.
I am a 53 year old woman/writer who has been a Targeted Individual for over
two decades and have undergone such unbelievable chains of "organized stalking,"
electronic harassment's, sabotaged jobs, homes and relationships...etc., that I
don't know how I am surviving it. But one of my survival techniques has been to
work at making sense of it through looking back over the series of events that
brought me to this devastating point in my life.
Since the mid 1990s my shock and shame had prevented me from writing much about the
most painful parts of my experiences, but since I've realized that they are being inflicted by criminals and are not
"Meant to be" I have been letting go of the self-blame and unhealthy shame, in order to raise my broken wings into this
song I sing. . .
As I aimed to figure out why I was being stalked, threatened and hit with harmful energies...etc,
I began realizing that I am merely one victim of an operation that is a serious threat to ALL of humanity.
I am still clicking puzzle pieces together from my past. The exact time when I was first targeted
is a fuzzy area for me. I've also tried hard to figure out why I was targeted and am still realizing more every day.
I am being attacked with remote directed energy weapons while I write this, so please understand
that this is the best I can do at this point in time:
You should know that I have never engaged in criminal activity and am NOT even close to what
anyone could call a terrorist. When all this started I was an average middle class woman who loved
writing and anything related to personal/spiritual growth. I used to lead support groups and do
reiki and find joy through embracing all that needed healing...etc. I was certainly not the kind of
person that my government or anyone else could classify as a threat to my country or to humanity.
I am not a terrorist, but the terrorists who target innocent people may have me listed as one, in
order to justify their own criminal behaviors. Such is the case with thousands of other innocent citizens.
Since giving birth to my children, I have been against children receiving mandatory vaccinations, simply because
it does not feel right and my gut feeling was that it does more harm than good. I guess there are some who would
not agree with my views. . .especially those who are said to be putting micro chips and intentionally harmful substances
in some vaccinations.
I have never been very patriotic. I'm not against this country I was born in, but I empathize with its natives
and do not agree with the arrogant "we are best" attitude. (My mother was from Canada) I have always believed
that each country has its good points and its bad points. . .and that when each one finds the heart to share, instead of
comparing and fighting, the whole world will become a better place to live in. I feel the same way about religions.
Since the late 1980s I have encouraged people to open up to the use of herbs and natural healing methods instead
of harmful pharmaceuticals...etc. If the pharmaceutical companies are involved in this holocaust,
I guess they may see me as a minor threat.
All of my writings, since the mid 1980s have been about healing and bringing more Love into our world - about
opening and listening to our hearts. I guess evil forces can see this as a threat.
Overall, there is no legal reason for me to be targeted. I was just an ordinary woman who was raising two healthy
children in a nice country home and trying hard to do the best I could for all of us. The fact that my children
and I were not allowed to carry on with our lives, without deceitful, intrusive surveillance and criminal interference feels like a knife
in my soul. ITS JUST TOO HORRIBLY WRONG! We had dreams and plans and things we needed to do with our lives. (I cry as I
write this.) My life feels like it has already been mostly destroyed and my pain runs deeper than words can even imagine.
But I won't get into my feelings much here, so that I can list primary events of being targeted.
In 1981 I saw a doctor Hamilton (in Concord, NH) during my first three months of pregnancy with my youngest
daughter. He told me she was dead and that, because I was not miscarrying he should perform an abortion.
At the last minute - while sitting on his table for the abortion, I suddenly had a really bad feeling
about the whole situation and decided not to go through with it. He became angry and told me I was just
putting my own life in danger if I didn't have the abortion. I left his office and had a healthy baby
girl about 6 months later. I now wonder if he is part of this evil depopulation plan, especially since
I remembered hearing that he had also caused complications for another mother and child and was sewed
for it. If he was part of the program, did he put me on the hit list? It is very possible.
Before remembering Dr Hamilton I felt that I was probably first seriously targeted, along with thousands
of other common citizens, for the purpose of experimentation, around the time when I had two surgeries on
my spine. (One in 1985 by Dr Fairley in Concord, NH and one in 1986 by Dr. Bernini in Hanover, NH.) Both
surgeries were surrounded by unusual incidences. . .and strange things began happening after this time
period. . .slowly becoming worse as years went on. (I hear that the doctors, who are involved in this
holocaust, are implanting micro-chips into unaware victims, during routine medical procedures.)
I now believe that the criminals of this
holocaust first targeted me, along with thousands of others, as random victims for
technological experimentation and a criminal and secret de-population control program. . .
and that the targeting grew
into something more gruesome as I began publicly writing about healing the heart of
humanity and started intuitively picking up on what they are doing to us.
Prior to these surgeries I'd been healthy and had never had heart problems before,
but suddenly my heart was often not
beating normal and I began feeling unusually fatigued. . .and weird things
slowly started happening in my life.
After the first surgery my husband started treating me in ways that were not
like him. The primary thing that now
makes me fully believe that he was experiencing some sort of mind control is
remembering when he suddenly became sexually forceful. This was so completely
opposite from who he was that it scared me. At the time I'd thought he was going
crazy and I wanted to protect my children and I from his sudden strange
behaviors. So I divorced him. (There were other reasons for the divorce
By around 1990 my sister also started behaving so strangely that I told my
whole family that I needed time to myself, which ended up being a
complete separation due to the confusing mess that followed my request.
There have been many confusing and unexplainable occurrences, which I
now realize were instigated by Hitler-style manipulations performed by the
perpetrators of this holocaust. . .at a time when none of us were aware of
being targeted by these criminals.
After this my life was slowly infiltrated with new groups of people, whom I
am now realizing included members of organized stalking groups. One of them
had even rented a room in my home. Strange things continued to happen, like my
table being moved while I was away from home and my oldest daughter suddenly
having spurts of uncharacteristic behavior. There were many prank phone calls...etc.
Around 1994 I had tried to reconnect with my family of origin, but my father
had told me that this "would not be a good idea, because everyone was so angry"
with me. It was unusual for my father to keep me from the family, especially
since he now blames me for his not having contact with my daughters. And there
was no reason, that I knew of, for anyone in the family to be remaining so angry
I believe that both of my children and every person I was close to, also became
victims of remote electronic mind control, to some degree.
In 1995 my own government took my Loudon, NH home and destroyed my business
through their "rights of eminent domain." (They never compensated me for my
business or loss of rental income.) This process was dragged on for over a year and was done with
shocking cruelty - with threats to shove me into poverty if I spoke to the
media after the Manchester Union Leader took off with a dishonest article about
their taking of my home. Everyone who knew me knew that there was "something off"
- something wrong with this un-necessary taking of my home, in order to
move a road that did not really need moving. But nobody did anything about it. There
seemed to be nothing that could be done. Even local lawyers refused to help me.
(My name was Sharon Buck at this time.)
In the late 1990s I was referred, by a "friend," to a dentist who suddenly
cut an un-necessary deep gash into my upper gums. At
the time I thought he was just psycho and I never returned to him. But I now
believe he may have installed a micro chip.
I also had strange experiences with a doctor, which this same "friend" had
recommended. . .and it appears that those medical records have since been erased. .
.as if I had never seen her. (This was Dr. Deadra Margaret Fuller)
After ending a 4 year relationship, with a man who VERY obviously targeted
and perhaps even taken over by the criminals of this holocaust, more weird things began happening - things
like a parachute, on the instructor I was in line to jump with, suddenly not
opening, doors slamming in my house in the middle of the night, my getting
sudden flares of fatigue, fevers, nausea, plants suddenly dyeing in my
By the end of 2001 most of my pets were suddenly either dead or
missing. One daughter had been suddenly hospitalized with an unexplainable
neurological problem, which effected her speech and motor skills. My other
daughter was being brainwashed by a perpetrator through chat rooms on the internet and secret
late night phone calls. The chief of police in Andover, NH was connected to this and had
ripped into me in public parking lot - trying to make it look like I was the
criminal and that I was wrong for hiring a private investigator to help save my
daughter who had gone to meet this man and was missing for nearly 24 hours.
My healthy dog had suddenly died of a strange
illness that sounds like some of the reports I now read on the remote ability to
effect internal organs. The vet said her spline had been twisted, but that there
was no physical explanation for it.
I think these criminals probably shifted me from the experiment list to the
'kill quickly' list, in 2001 after I shared a precognitive dream I'd had about
drugs or poisons being put into the Concord, NH public water supply. I'd shared
this dream out of concern and with the hope that the criminal act could be
prevented. I had even called the public water supply to report my concerns. I
hadn't realized that this was just a small part of a much larger plan and that
the criminals would come after me.
(I now see how this
was a threat to those who were actually doing this in MANY cities. It is now being proven that fluoride is
harmful and that there have been reports in 2008,
that mood altering drugs were found in public drinking
water. It is said that anti depressants help HAARP and its supporting technologies to perform successful
mind control on unsuspecting victims.)
In may of 2001, when my home burned down in a suspicious fire,
ironically there were two other fires on the same night, which deterred the fire
marshal from doing more investigating into what REALLY happened to my home. The
process to put out the fire was suspicious, said the fire marshal. The fire
seemed to have been put out and then re-started. . .destroying my writings and
thousands of dollars, which I had been in a room next to the one where the fire had
started and had been contained to.
(These primary events are all sourrounded by countless other painful incidences,
which are too many to list here.)
In the years following the fire I felt numb and weak and couldn't think
straight....beyond what normal shock would induce. I traveled a lot, which I
guess saved me from some of it. But I now realize that I was being inconspicuously stalked and
sabotaged each time I tried to meditate, write or pick up the pieces of my already shattered life. . .even
in Peru, Nova Scotia and Hawaii.
In December 2001 I took off to hibernate and heal in an "Adirondack Shack" I purchased in
the upstate NY wilderness. But my desperately needed respite was repeatedly interrupted by various people.
In August 2002 my youngest brother was suddenly killed in a
mysterious vehicle accident, shortly after I had re-connected with my family of
origin. (This was my only family member who had welcomed me back with open arms)
Many people knew that there was something suspicious about my brother's
"accident" but as people aimed to figure it out my cousin suddenly died of a
heart attack. (Coincidence or another distraction from criminal activity?) I
know the answer, especially since the investigators tried switching into
investigating my sanity after I expressed that I did not think my brother's
death was an accident.
In 2003, my father received some sort of email or letter, which he was
extremely upset with me about. He never told me what it said, but he obviously
thought it was from me. At the time I thought it was something my sisters had
jealously done, in order to come between my father and I. I now feel sure that
the perpetrators were responsible for whatever was written to hurt my father and
once again destroy my relationship with him.
Through the summer and fall of 2003, my sister kept leaving messages on my phone
which stated things like, "come home Sharon we just want to get you the help you need..."
These were delivered in a tone that was so obviously sick and psychopathic that I began feeling
scared, not only for her, but for myself.
This theme of me suddenly becoming "mentally ill" began with the police
officers whom I'd asked to investigate my brother's death. Somehow they had convinced
my family that my brother's death was a accident and that I had a mental problem for thinking otherwise.
At the time I had not been aware of the extent of the targeting and how it includes parts of law enforcement agencies.
These events now have me convinced that my brother was indeed murdered by these criminals, with a remote directed energy weapon
that made him go unconscious as he drove his four wheeler over an embankment and into a river. Medical reports say that he was unconscious
BEFORE he hit the water. He did not drown.) Also,Myrl, a victim and perpetrator of this holocaust, had brought up a weird sinerio
about a brother suddenly dieing just a couple days before my brother's death. I have since realized that
is a common tactic of the most evil parts of this
operation - they actually let us know what they are going to do. . .like a cat playing with a mouse before the final strike!
My last conversation with my father was so distressing that I cried and
prayed through the next night for answers and had a dream, which showed him
being a petophile. Because I trusted my dreams I thought this must be true,
especially since he'd seemed threatened by my habit of looking at and healing
the past...etc. Words can not express the grief I felt in the following days. I
think I cried harder than I ever had. I loved my father and didn't want to think
this of him. But it seemed to explain some of his unusual behaviors. (I was not aware
of the remote mind control technologies at this time.)
Now that I hear about how the criminals who target us have technologies
(Like "HAARP Weapon") that can actually remotely project dreams into people's heads and
effect their thinking and belief system with subliminal messaging while they are asleep, I am
thinking that this dream may not have been a real dream, and that the vague
memories which followed it, may have also been projected into my head by them.
In January and February 2004 I had a nasty run in with one of these
perpetrators, in California. This man even had secret rooms in his homes -
rooms that contained children's bunk beds and computers. After I left I had a dream
that he "had tried to plant a chip in my body, in order to control me sexually..."
I did not understand what this meant at the time. It is now more than obvious.
The targeting hit severe levels in 2005, as I tried to take off with a publication, which focused on healing
the past and bringing more Love into humanity, but also contained prophetic dreams about horrible disasters killing
masses of people. (I now see how this was a threat to criminals who planned to orchestrate such disasters)
Within the seven issues of "The Personal Journal" I also wrote a "Pretentious Fiction" story called
"Heights of Wisdom", which included a statement, by a woman named. "Wisdom", about
a dark/evil leader who pretended to be working with God, but is really evil and
causes mass destruction in the world. It also included a comment about an evil
men's group, which politicians belong to. (My intuitive side often comes out in
my writings, although I had not realized how much until recently.) Within this
publication I also started sharing my precognitive dreams, which kept showing
destructive storms and masses of people being harmed or in danger...black clouds
coming over us...etc.
In June of 2005, when I first started putting out the "forewarnings of
Disasters" my sister suddenly exploded into a public slander, on the internet, trying to
declare me insane - paranoid and evil. This was extremely unusual, at the time,
not only unusual that she'd do such a thing, but also unusual in the fact that
EVERYONE who knew me knew I was the opposite of paranoid...etc. I had traveled
all over the USA, Canada, Peru and Hawaii, ALONE. . .and never locked my doors
and left keys in my cars...etc. I was well known as being "TOO trusting" and fearless.
(My sisters actions with this, as well as her weird phone calls in the previous two years,
lead me to believe that she is the one who had a mental problem, because I was not aware
of the remote mind control technologies that were being used on her.)
The most obvious organized stalking, threats and weird phone calls
started up in the end of 2005. Prior to this, I'd just thought I was having a
lot of bad luck. This is when I realized something was horribly wrong. But I assumed that
it was some sort of local occult that was against my writings. . .and I continued perceiving many of the
things they'd do as spiritual experiences, because I as not aware the existence of HAARP Weapon
and its supporting satellite technologies. . .or of what criminals were doing with them.
As I wrote and distributed "The Personal Journal", I was constantly
hit hard. I struggled with periods of severe pain in my head, dizziness, nausea,
hair loss and numbness...etc. I thought I may be becoming terminally ill and put
more focus into my writing. . .in an effort to complete my life's work. As I did
this around 7 of my printing machines suddenly stopped functioning properly. My
computers kept crashing. My whole neighborhood was suddenly gone in a flash
flood, from an unusual concentration of rain, which formed a lake behind a
"plugged culvert"... (four of my neighbors were killed!)
Directly after the flood, a journalist and her husband zoomed in to
"help" me, because I no longer had a home to go to. When I got to their home my
vehicle was boxed in so that I could not leave without them moving their own
vehicles. (There was plenty of room for this to not have to be this way)
While I was there I was drugged and raped and lost over a week of time.. .and
was brainwashed into thinking that my neighbor's deaths were my fault. After I
got away from them I was receiving threatening phone calls. An untruthful
article was written about me in the Keene Sentinel News paper, the media and
radio were slandering me. . .etc. (My legal name was Namatari Neachi at this
When I later reported the rape to their local police chief,
nothing was done about it and the tire on my car suddenly went flat while I was
in the police station talking to the chief.
Since the summer of 2005, many people, whom I didn't even know, suddenly
started treating me rudely everywhere I went. Even my own children began turning
against me in ways that were confusing and not like them. And I continued to
feel physically ill, although I'd spent thousands of dollars on medical testing
in 2003, which came up with nothing wrong with me. I'd ended up in emergency
rooms on several occasions. . .with sudden loss of depth perception, blurred eye
sight, hearing loss, nausea, severe pain in my head and loss of balance...etc.
In 2006 I was lured to Alexandria Bay, NY by one of these perpetrators and nearly lost my life
on more than one occasion, while I was there. It turned out that David grew up in this area where there
exists a large base for an extremely satanic occult. (This man is associated with
Bill Clinton who also owns an island in this area)
The hell I went through while being
stranded there could fill a whole book!
Since 2005 I have also been receiving cryptic threats and what appears to be
repeated attempts to kill me in ways that would look like a natural death or an
accident. Among other things, brakes on two of my vehicles seemed to have been
tampered with to the point of complete loss of brakes, while driving. (This
happened twice within one year) My vehicles have been tampered with a lot.
Shortly before January 18, 2006 I publicly declared that the Lupus, which I'd
just been told I had, was caused by harmful energy that was being directed at me
from a satanic occult. I felt this truth to the core of my soul. (Everyone
thought I was nuts, but I wasn't that far off, even though I did not know it was
being done through secret technologies like HAARP.) After publicly sharing this I was
attacked with directed energy so severely that it nearly put me back in the
hospital. This sort of pattern continued to the point of causing me to
refrain from writing about it on the web.
Since then I have noticed these sorts of patterns happening a lot. The
attacks worsen when I write about what they are doing or when I intuitively
hit on a truth that these perpetrators do not
want the public to know about. (In fact, since I added this statement, I am
undergoing another severe attack.)
In 2006 I learned, through the stalkers shoving it in my face, that my writings
were being plagiarized. One of my songs became a hit sung by Tom McGraw and later. . ."The Shack"
had obviously taken off with ideas and even names out of The Personal Journal. The criminals seemed to be
doing this to hurt me, to anger me. . .obviously to
intentionally making one of
my fears come true. (There have been many other similar incidences)
In the spring of 2007 I borrowed money to escaped that area and rented a small cabin in the
coast of Maine where I printed the first issue of
"Sharon's Bud." I felt I did not have much longer to
live and tried pouring my heart into a batch of writings for humanity. I didn't do a very good job of it,
but it was the best I could do at the time.
In 2008, while I was producing the second issue of "Sharon's Bud,"
my youngest daughter was attacked by what sounded like a demonic
invasion. Her description of this sounds the same as what Targeted Individuals
experience with V2K experiences. She had been and still is a good healthy person
and this was not normal for her. This was an isolated experience, which terrified
her and made her feel so ashamed that she made me promise not to tell anyone, but I am
telling it for the sake of her own future safety. (It is the secrecy around these criminal attacks,
which enable them to continue.)
In that same year she also suddenly woke with bruises in the shape of
finger prints on the inner part of her upper arm. I believe she was drugged and
Also in 2008 I sent a letter to my aunt, who was a Canadian Nun (I
was wanting to go see her about this targeting stuff)and after a month of no response, I
find out (through the internet) that she has suddenly died right
around the time when she'd have gotten my letter. This also happened in 2006,
when I was about to go see my Aunt Francis. She suddenly died before I could get
to her. And in 2001, when I was about to purchase land from, and go live near, my friend Jim...he
suddenly died of a heart attack.
There are several times when I had been drugged and do not know what
happened to me. I am certain that I was drugged and raped while working for
Central Refrigerated. The large trucking companies seem to be crawling with
perpetrators who are involved in this - perhaps because of military involvement!
I believe that many military personnel are victims of complete mind control and
have become perpetrators.
Many of the vehicles that stalk me have veteran license plates - especially the
more aggressive ones. One of them actually shot something into my tire on a
highway. . .forcing me off the road. Batteries in my vehicles are often suddenly
drained, somehow. My phone has sometimes been disabled before they surround me.
And the list goes on. . .
I believe that my oldest daughter has been severely targeted on many
levels also. . .to the point of her mind being adversely effected. Aside from the sudden attack that
hospitalized her, when she was around 16 years old, she also
experienced sudden unusual numbers of deaths of friends - one that was too
strange to not have been instigated by an evil outside force - Her friend's
mother suddenly murdered her own grandchildren and then herself. (She was NOT a
person who could have done such a thing on her own accord!!!!) (My daughter had a hard time
dealing with death and was suddenly thrust into more than most 80 year olds experience.
also found another friend dead in his apartment. . .and was suddenly hit with
having to face nearly a half dozen other deaths of people she was close to. She is also
victim of remote directed energy weapons and has all the physical symptoms. . .the
unusual weight gain, rashes, head aches, hair loss, swollen gums...etc. - all the
same symptoms that I'd had in the beginning of the worst part of the energy part of this. The
perpetrators have repeatedly told me that they are going to kill her! As far as I know, it
looks like they have been aiming to do just that and already have her surrounded with perpetrators.
(One of her friends (and Boss) has Lupus and is an obvious target and her husband works for the CIA. Coincidence? I think not.)
In December 25, 2009 I ended up in the Portsmouth, NH emergency room
with symptoms that mimicked a mild case of anthrax exposure. This suddenly
started when I breathed in something that was placed in my room at a rooming
house, in York Maine where two military boys had moved in directly after I
The hospital refused to run tests or help me. I remained in a lot
of pain and having a hard time breathing and was suddenly coughing up huge globs
of mucus that had little back dots in it. This was not normal! I had not had a
cold or been ill prior to this attack. I tried calling several different places for help. But
ironically, someone else in the same area had an anthrax exposure, directly after
this happened to me (supposedly from a raw hide drum) and officials would not
listen to me, because they were suddenly flooded with phone calls - an anthrax
scare. (I believe these criminals are good at using distractions to hide their
criminal activities.) These sorts of things shave also happened with many police
departments. When I go to report something, the department I am heading for, is suddenly flooded with other
calls and can not help me. . .and then the attacks against me get even
You may call this a "coincidence" but I know its not. Can you immagine what it feels like to
know that if I do the work I was born to do, people I care about and people who support me will be harmed, tortured, or attaked???!!!
And these criminals tell me it my fault - that if I write the harm they do is my fault.
In my heart I know that if I don't continue with my work they will still be harming and destroying people.
So I try to continue, but its hard. . .not only to know that they will be hurting other people for it, but also because they keep
successfully preventing my writings and even altering them in ways that can make people not trust or believe me...etc.
In the spring of 2011, I was yanked off the floor in a department
store and rushed to the hospital, due to a sudden attack of severe vomiting,
inability to see properly or stand up or walk. At first I had assumed it was
from the water I drank just before this event. But I now feel that it was
probably due to a remote electronic attack to my brain.
In Feb of 2010 I was living in my car and writing
"Out of the Dark"/"Into the Light"
while being constantly harrased by organized stalkers. In this book I tried and failed to figure out who was
targeting me. . .who was paying these people to come after me. I had not yet understood what was happening.
In 2010 and 2011 I aimed to resurrect "Sharon's Bud" into "The Heart Bud"
and printed two issues of this publication. . .against unbelievable odds. Through this
process I was hit with one obstacle after another. . .and THREE of
my largest sponsors suddenly had disasters happen to them within a couple weeks
of its printing. One was held at knife point in a robbery. One had water pipes
suddenly burst above his shop. And one was suddenly hit with unusaul physical injuries.
Summer of 2011: I had begun sharing some of my experiences with John
Dedakis - a
CNN news writer. . .and then suddenly his son was found dead. Another
"coincidence" or another distraction from the public finding out about this? I
think it was murder. I'd even had a dream prior to this, which showed that
"someone who is close to someone I know suddenly dies..." But I have no
way of proving it. (Was that dream projected into my head to warn of what they
would do if I continued talking to John? Very possibly.) But I didn't understand
that until now.
In August, 2011 I was roped in by a "Private Investigator" woman who offered
to help me, but ended up being a perpetrator who lured me to her home, set off
gun shots in the middle of the night and then tried to convince me that it was
D.Z. She'd told me that all the stalking and terror in my life would end if "we
eliminate DZ. . .". My response was shock. And she persisted, "If you can't do
it, I'll do it for you. I became a Private Investigator so I could take out
these guys and beat them at their own game. Don't you want this to end? Don't
you want it over? Don't you...etc?" She drilled me for a long time, trying to
convince me that all my troubles would be over if D.Z. is "done in." or
"eliminate." (This is when I first began finding out the deeper truths about the
whole "Targeted Individual" process and that I had already been a victim of it
for a very long time without realizing the full scope of it.)
Since I raced away and reported this woman to the police, I have been
through literal hell, with constant around the clock gang stalking, threats,
being drugged, being shot with lasers, (almost constant!) what feels like, high
pitched pain inducing scans of my brain...etc. (Far worse than in previous
years.) There even seems to have been a few attempts to abduct me.
Police did nothing to help me. Loudon police did not even file a report on
this incident, which started in their town. A Milford, NH police officer proved
to be a criminal part of this harassment. Instead of helping me he terrorized me,
literally. And other police departments gave me such a runaround that it was
obvious they were not going to do anything about to help me.
In the Fall of 2011 I had just gotten a driving job and had
expressed to someone that I was going to fix my RV as soon as I got enough money
saved. (The electrical system, brakes and motor had all been destroyed, within a
couple days, in 2009.) Within a couple weeks, I got a call from a police
officer, who informed me that my RV was just found to have the rear picture
window smashed out of it. Then my job was sabotaged and the company I worked for
tried, and may have even accomplished, sabotaging my Class A license with false DAC reports.
(There have been many events like this in the past decade)
I feel that the only reason I am still here is because I've kept on the move
or have been sleeping and living in my vehicle under Walmart and bank
surveillance cameras as much as possible. And because God seems to be taking
care of me in ways that are even shocking me.
I feel that every person, whom I had been close to, became victims of mind
control, especially the family members whom I had been closest to, even though
they are not all aware of it. This has become VERY evident in their
uncharacteristic (even cruel) behaviors toward me. They are decent people who
would be here for me if they were not being heavily influenced to do otherwise.
I am 200% sure of this. I continue finding forgiveness for their inability to
stand with me in this brutal fight.
Recently I had tried to re-connect to some of my old friends (the
ones who were real) and have been shocked to find that they have been severely
targeted without even being aware of it. One has completely lost her memory and
thinks she must have "fallen and hit her head" and has spent years trying to
regain some sense of control over her brain. Whatever is controlling her now
seems extremely dark. My closest friend had lost her memory of me and now has an
aneurysm. . .and her whole family had been hit with death and heart
attack...etc., in 2005, when she tried to re-connect with me.
Another friend knew we were being targeted, but also thought it
was being done via spiritual channels and by the man whom we were both
associated with at the Concord, NH Yoga Center. She demonstrated unusual levels
of fear, anxiety at the mere mentioning if his name...etc. This man is
definitely a high level perpetrator in this holocaust. . .and is associated with
an X president of the USA.(He's the one who had lured me to Upstate NY in 2006,
where I nearly died.)Another friend who had been a vibrant reiki practitioner
is suddenly in a wheel chair and seems to not be the same person she used to be.
Most of my friends will not even answer my phone calls, although nothing had
ever happened between us to justify this. I am sure that if I wanted to do more
digging there would be even more shocking finds.
My writings have been being tampered with - altered or erased since 2001. All
of the accounts I open on the web to share my experiences, seem to tampered
In the Fall of 2011 I had just gotten a driving job and had expressed to
someone that I was going to fix my RV as soon as I got enough money saved.
Within a couple weeks, I got a call from a police officer, who informed me that
my RV was just found to have the rear picture window smashed out of it. Then my
job was sabotaged and the company I worked for even tried, and may have
accomplished, sabotaging my license with false DAC reports.
I am still under around the clock surveillance by organized stalking groups
and am being almost constantly scanned and/or tortured with Remote Directed
Energy Weapons. I have undergone severe levels of psychological harassment and
tortures. It also seems like I am periodically attacked with chemicals and
drugs. Some bring on sudden light headedness and vision impairment. Some burn my
lungs. Some create sudden burning rashes on my skin - like when something was
put in my shoes. Sometimes something is done that makes me feel like my skin is
being bitten by bugs, although there are no bugs - (This recently happened TWO
TIMES, just after I got an email offering "remedies for bed bugs.") There are no
bed bugs. But in the past I've had two homes repeatedly infested with unusual
accumulations of fleas. Another time something was put in my shampoo, which made
my hair and skull feel. . .indescribably strange. Another time, lice was put in
my shampoo. (Most of this was part of the tortures they put me through near
Alexandria Bay, NY in 2006 and 2007 winter.)
My writing business was forced into bankruptcy in 2007. Other jobs I try to
get since then are quickly sabotaged one way or another. Each time I try to take
off with a new publication I am hit hard by organized stalking groups and remote
electronic attacks. And the list goes on. . .
People are now saying that the capabilities of remote mind control
with HAARP or
satellites or whatever...did not exist until recently or is only "on the
horizon" BUT THIS IS NOT TRUE! I HAVE BEEN WITNESSING AND EXPERIENCING THE
REMOTE MIND CONTROL AND ELECTRONIC INVASIONS SINCE AT LEAST THE EARLY 1990S. I
THINK EVEN SINCE 1985 OR 1986. And evidence is beginning to surface to show that
these crimes were happening by the 1970s. (My mother died in 1977 of an unusual double strain of
YES, some of my experiences may be "coincidence" but
certainly NOT many of them.
I have changed my name twice and have moved a lot and these criminals still
find me. It appears that I am under constant satellite surveillance. . .and am
being tracked somehow. I feel that they may have put microchips in my body.
If you are thinking I am insane, at this point, you should know that
I wish that were the whole truth, because insanity would be a heck of lot easier
to deal with than what I have had to face, endure, experience and
At this point I have already lost almost everything that is important to me.
My life has already been mostly destroyed. It is not "courage" that drives my
pen, it is anger at the injustice and cruelty toward humanity, people I love and
I. I write because there is nothing else I can do about this.
In my heart I feel that the Truth will be shown at some point in time.
There is so much more to this than I list here. This is a minute
fraction of the past couple decades. My story is truly unbelievable. It could
fill a few books. My fight to survive this, on emotional, mental and physical
levels, has been long and more difficult than words can even begin to
I didn't know I had so much inner strength. Each time I reach the end of my
rope I somehow bounce back. My faith has carried me through a lot of it. But I
don't know how much longer I can survive it, which is why I am writing this. I
hope it helps to validate at least one other Targeted Individual. . .and helps
them to realize that they are not crazy - that. . .the only COMPLETE insanity in
ALL our situations exists in the satanic Hitler's who perform such cruelty and in
those who just let it happen and do nothing to stop it.
I think my most painful loss is that of my own two children and the dreams
I'd had of becoming a grandmother and being there for them in ways that my
grandparents never could be for me. And the other most painful thing has been
the stalker's threats to harm my children, if I keep speaking out or writing
about this. Their last threats barked out, "You know what will happen if you
don't stand down" and "Your daughter will understand when she goes through
I am still writing, because they've already severely hurt my children and
I beyond complete repair, and I feel, in my heart, that hope for their future
can only exist if this horrible "Targeting" and torturing of innocent people is
completely exposed and then stopped. I think the criminals will keep on killing
unsuspecting people even if I stop speaking out so there is no point in
I also feel that writing this may protect my children, because if the
perpetrators do anything to them after I speak out about it, it just proves me
right. If they leave my children alone, it just makes me look insane. I'd rather
I wrote the following sarcastic song on 7/11/2011 as I cried
and drove and sang while being stalked by military puppets.
I pray for a world of peace
Love for those who are in need
No one left alone to bleed
I dream. I dream. I dream.
Must be because I am insane.
I see rich people filled with greed
Stealing from those who are in need -
Controlling this crumbling country.
I see. I see I see.
Must be because I am insane.
I see people fighting for their lives
Darkness turning day to night
People thinking its alright.
I cry. I cry. I cry.
Must be because I am insane.
Occults bleeding hearts and souls
Hiding things that we don't know
Evil aiming for control.
I know. I know. I know.
Must be because I am insane.
There are people trying to silence me
In a world that we think is free.
Things I wish I could not see.
I flea. I flea. I flea.
Must be because I am insane.
I pray for a world of peace
Love for those who are in need
No one left alone to bleed
I dream. I dream. I dream.
Must be because I am insane.
In short, the past several years of my life, especially since I
started publicly sharing my writings,
have been filled with a depth of difficulty that is nearly unbelievable.
I've been repeatedly hit by people whos aim is to knock me down.
I've struggled to hold onto my Faith through invasions of
my homes, vehicles, email accounts, phones, body, brain, computers...etc.;
Through being targeted and ridiculed by ill intending members of the media:
plagiarized, slandered, harassed, stalked and even forced to fight
for my life on a few occasions: through homelessness
and sudden deaths of the only family members whom I could turn to for help...etc.
Its taken a few divine interventions
to just keep me alive thus far.
Through this turmoil my writings have
veered into a fight for justice - a fight for my life and a fight to save humanity.
There are many writing projects I'd like to complete,
when I get the time and peace
I need, in order to work on them without interference. Four CDs of my songs and a
series of children's
books are still waiting in the wings of my dreams. . .as well as a few new projects.
I've done my best to continue my work in ways that I can,
but seem to be shoved two steps back after each step I take forward.
I need a miracle. I really do!
Through the past few years I've been feeling too tired and
overwhelmed to do a good job with my writings, while also struggling to navigate the obstacles and turmoil others throw into my path,
which has also left me
homelessness in a world that sometimes seems too
cruel, greedy and heartless to stand back up in. I'm sorry to be so blunt. Its just that
I've experienced so much of the dark side of humanity,
in the past few years, that it has crushed my previous,
naive perceptions. I've found the humility to ask for help over and over again, and have gotten
too much of the opposite.(However, I still feel/see the good in humanity, most of the time, although I've been forced to
face some of the greedy, dark and even evil parts of it.)
They say that God never deals us more than we can handle? I'm now feeling that this is not true.
I can deal with the poverty I've been cast into.
And I can deal with the losses and painful situations I've needed to heal from. But having to deal with
people stalking me, and even trying to kill me, has proven to be too much for me to handle effectively.
Its just been too much!
I feel like I need at least a three year retreat in peaceful, safe solitude,
in order to fully regain my balance, strength and health. But with no respite in sight I do my best to survive and continue my work.
Through the past few years I've taken on several temporary jobs, which have added to my distress more than relieving it.
(I've been shocked by how people are treated in the types of jobs that are available to me in our struggling economy.)
In the summer of 2010 I began working on gathering the hope that wrote
in 1999; the inspiration, which started
"The Personal Journal" in 2004; the strength that created "Sharon's Bud" in 2007;
the courage that wrote
"Out of the Dark"/"Into the Light" in 2010; and the Wisdom that is growing from my own mistakes
and experiences with these publications. . .so that I could begin building them into "The Heart Bud"
into what my life's work was meant to be - a ray of help for the Heart of humanity.
There have been two printings, thus far. But it appears that those who stalk me remove my publications from distribution
centers almost as soon as I put them there. . .and my primary advertisers are also being targeted.
Lately, I'm also wondering
if what I'm doing, at this time, is good enough to make a positive shift in our troubled world.
I keep plugging along, because I'd feel like even more of a failure if I didn't.
But I'm starting to feel like a hypocrite, because I'm no longer
doing much of the healing work I write about.
When I look at the scope of what I've been through in the past few years,
my mind can form a good excuse for feeling so tied up, but my heart knows that I need to be in a
better place within myself. . .in order to continue my work. But I need protection from those who attack me
in order to regain my balance. Its a catch 22.
I need help. I am in desperate need of protection from remote
Through the past few years I've deeply prayed,
by Sharon R. Poet
Yes. I hear the dreams you speak.
But I need more help.
I'm still weak.
Let me rest a while.
Inside the Love
You have for me.
Let me gain
The strength I need
To patch these holes
Where I still bleed.
I am in deep need of monetary help
Please help me.
Sharon R. Poet
Po Box 383
Mont Vernon, NH 03057
P.S. In past years I had often avoided having to explain the confusing
details of being targeted by summing it down into simple statements like,
"I lost my home in a fire" or "My neighborhood got wiped out in a flood."
Both the fire and flood were surrounded by extenuating cercumstances that
have felt too difficult to fully explain. People who did not know all the
details, (which are even more than I list here) sometimes assumed that I
was exagerating. But the REAL Truth is that what happened to me was so
much worse than just houses lost in a fire or a flood.
If I had a choice between only losing homes or undergoing what I've had
to endure I'd choose the loss of homes without hesitation. The rows of
deaths, rapes, threats, stalkings and electronic tortures and invasions
into my body and properties and loved ones...have been indescribably
worse than the loss of any physical property could possible even begin
to be. Perhaps one day they'll See.
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