Demons mock childhood abuse prior to committing acts of violence
To warn of impending violence against me for not obeying their commands, the Voices Demon say, "Do you want a whipping with the belt?"
This facetious question eludes to past childhood abuse, of which they have intimate knowledge, having been involved in my life as early as age 5.
More on this later...
This facetious question eludes to past childhood abuse, of which they have intimate knowledge, having been involved in my life as early as age 5.
More on this later...
Jawa-like demons with glowing red eyes needle shoulder, trap muscles
For the past two days and nights, demonic entities that look like Jawas from Star Wars, except with glowing red eyes instead of yellow ones, have been sticking what feels like acupuncture needles in my shoulder muscles and traps as I laid in bed.
This is neither the first time they have done this, nor have the past couple of months since they arrived the first time I've encountered them. When they introduced themselves this time, I immediately recognized them from another period of high demonic activity in my life, specifically, ages 5 through 8.
They did this at the bequest of the Voices Demons, who, all weekend long, "punished" me around the clock--even as I tried to sleep at night--for doing what I wanted (and needed) to do, and for not doing "absolutely nothing but listening to them talk non-stop." And, according to the Voices Demons, that's because the needles take away, in their vernacular, "money," or, in ours, muscle mass. They claim to have done this to several areas of my body, especially in certain parts of my legs. They then stated that their next target area is my buttocks. I believe them, as I remember Karen Walker, then a human collaborator, making a cryptic and suspiciously toned remark about my "ass falling off." Based on what she said exactly, how she said it, and how well it matched the tone and inference the Voices Demons often employ in the elusions to future malfeasance, I kind of knew then that something was going to happen to my ass, and that something involved flatness. This all is, after all, a planned "program" that many, many people in the Bay Areas—and not just demons—are aware of, acquiesce to, condone and participate in.
Unlike the whirl of densely packed chroma that characterizes a demon or demonic entity that is cloaked (or semi-transparent), these demons fade out to complete transparency in a blur of motion (see Demon Springs from Floor).
But, they hardly need invisibility because they move even faster than the demon in Demonic Peep-Eye. In the still frame below, one of these demons is caught making a beeline from my front door to my bed in my studio apartment:
Although I had frequently seen blurry figures shooting through my apartment, I never knew what they were until I discovered a still frame in a video that fully showed one of these creatures. Now exposed by this uncanny happenstance, they wait until I catch a glimpse of them before darting towards me while in bed, disappearing (and shrinking) before they reach it.
Shrinking is not uncommon among demonic entities, and these particular ones can change from three to four feet tall (as shown above), to three or four inches, as shown in Hobgoblin Grabs My Pillow. Mostly, however, I have only observed demons shrunken as they come out of a wormhole that has opened in one of my walls, which happens to be the same wall as the one in Demon Springs from Floor.
This is neither the first time they have done this, nor have the past couple of months since they arrived the first time I've encountered them. When they introduced themselves this time, I immediately recognized them from another period of high demonic activity in my life, specifically, ages 5 through 8.
They did this at the bequest of the Voices Demons, who, all weekend long, "punished" me around the clock--even as I tried to sleep at night--for doing what I wanted (and needed) to do, and for not doing "absolutely nothing but listening to them talk non-stop." And, according to the Voices Demons, that's because the needles take away, in their vernacular, "money," or, in ours, muscle mass. They claim to have done this to several areas of my body, especially in certain parts of my legs. They then stated that their next target area is my buttocks. I believe them, as I remember Karen Walker, then a human collaborator, making a cryptic and suspiciously toned remark about my "ass falling off." Based on what she said exactly, how she said it, and how well it matched the tone and inference the Voices Demons often employ in the elusions to future malfeasance, I kind of knew then that something was going to happen to my ass, and that something involved flatness. This all is, after all, a planned "program" that many, many people in the Bay Areas—and not just demons—are aware of, acquiesce to, condone and participate in.
Unlike the whirl of densely packed chroma that characterizes a demon or demonic entity that is cloaked (or semi-transparent), these demons fade out to complete transparency in a blur of motion (see Demon Springs from Floor).
But, they hardly need invisibility because they move even faster than the demon in Demonic Peep-Eye. In the still frame below, one of these demons is caught making a beeline from my front door to my bed in my studio apartment:
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| This demon's image is over saturated (the black and blue colors are too vibrant to appear natural), which is probably due to some sort of radiation, which either emanates from the demon itself or by its recent use of a hyperdimensional portal (or doorway, per the Voices Demons), and which affects the camera in such a way that is known to cause imaging anomalies |
Shrinking is not uncommon among demonic entities, and these particular ones can change from three to four feet tall (as shown above), to three or four inches, as shown in Hobgoblin Grabs My Pillow. Mostly, however, I have only observed demons shrunken as they come out of a wormhole that has opened in one of my walls, which happens to be the same wall as the one in Demon Springs from Floor.
Added on 07/18/2012: if you see a white flash when in the company of one of these demons, and it is followed by extreme disorientation, temporary, but persistent short-term memory loss, and is also accompanied by what may seem like balance disorder, you have been hit with some sort of weapon that they apparently use on people they don't like (I guess; but, in what form, whether technological or biological or a combination, I don't know) that causes this.
I'm not sure if a temporary bout of balance disorder is possible; it's probably the actual bending, tilting, and twisting of objects in the room. I have several videos of this phenomenon, which I will post shortly.
Three name-calling demons 'flamed' last night
Last night, as I opened my small front window last night to get some fresh air, I was confronted by three smiling demons, phased-out, but more translucent than most, that apparently had been standing there staring at the window, patiently, expectantly—with the smiles already on their faces—as if they knew exactly when I was going to open it, and were still happy because they hadn't been waiting all that long.
So, after recovering from a brief, stunned pause, I put on my warm-greeting face, and then cheerfully said to each of the 7' tall surprise guests, "Hello!"
Even though they had been advised prior to arriving at my apartment to cloak at whatever level is best for weathering a fire attack (as I was later told), they were still very miffed by the attempt. Perhaps they, too, feel as the Voices Demons do.
This, according to the Voices Demons, was the reason for today's attack by this demon that I had never met before, and that has, at some point in the past, either clenched shut my windpipe while I was unconscious, or that intends to someday do so, as more fully explained in Cloaked Demon Claims Trachea Squeezed Shut.
NOTE | I greet all demons in this way, even the ones that have attacked or otherwise offended me; especially them, in fact, because it is the new ones that catch me off-guard at first. All of them look very different from one another; so, for each successive demon, you have to take a moment to get past the intimidating and fear-inducing aspects of their face—symmetrical horn-like protrusions (if any), ridged eye-sockets, chins, teeth and foreheads—before ascertaining their intentions by the more familiar, human-like parts—the eyes.And, the very first thing that one of them said (or, rather, mouthed) in reply was simply, "Fag." It was the middle one that said it, I believe, his grin never losing any of its original luster insodoing. At that, I politely asked to be excused for a moment as I shut the window; then, I briskly walked to the bathroom, while I confirmed with the Voices Demons that it said what I thought it said (as the loudest a demon has ever communicated with me is in a whisper, whereas, most of them mouth their words). A few seconds later, I flew out of the bathroom, lighter and can of hairspray in-hand. Then, with the lighter going in one hand, and with my finger at-the-ready on the can of hairspray in the other, I threw open the window and sprayed a jet flame of fire right at them. Then, almost as soon as I opened the window, I shut it.
Even though they had been advised prior to arriving at my apartment to cloak at whatever level is best for weathering a fire attack (as I was later told), they were still very miffed by the attempt. Perhaps they, too, feel as the Voices Demons do.
This, according to the Voices Demons, was the reason for today's attack by this demon that I had never met before, and that has, at some point in the past, either clenched shut my windpipe while I was unconscious, or that intends to someday do so, as more fully explained in Cloaked Demon Claims Trachea Squeezed Shut.
Cloaked demon claims trachea squeezed shut
Today, a demon, in a whirlwind of chroma that characterizes demons when cloaked, rose about 5 feet from the floor, its head an unfamiliar variation of an all too familiar dragon-like mug, either bragged about something it did egregious to me while I was rendered unconscious in the past, or something it is so sure it is going to do in the future that it is already claiming responsibility for it in the present—specifically, that he "masturbated my trachea into a cone while I slept." The Voices Demons translated this as meaning that he squeezed (or will squeeze) my windpipe closed. Maybe that's why I have extreme difficulty breathing sometimes these days (whereas, before, that was never a problem).
The faux pax that cultivated this particular demon's ire, also explained by the Voices Demons, was "fighting back against the demons standing outside the (not your) front window last night." The rationale, they stated, is that, "as a pedophile, [I am] not allowed to fight back against anything they do to me." I think he said that just to make me mad; I think I'll vanquish him someday.
After he declared that my trachea had been shut, and after I determined he had nothing more to say, I returned to my work; but, not even a few seconds later, a felt a burning and tingling sensation that felt like it was located inside my skull, just under the bone. That scared me, so I grabbed the lighter and hairspray immediately and went to work on three of four of them.
That happened not 30 minutes after I had already done the same to a demon who perches on top of my cubby for having gone after my left eye in the same way (see Left eye focus of demonic assault); and, it was not an hour or so after hobgoblins, the arbitrary name I have given to demons that look like Jawas from Star Wars (see Jawa-like demons with glowing red eyes needle shoulder, trap muscles).
VIDEO | To comprehend the same credibility of the demon's claim, see what at least two demons did with my unconscious form in Assault by Demonic Intruders, shot by the demons themselves using my cellphone camera, which is available on my Vimeo page.The new demon said this today, with his fist clenched in front of my face, after floating over to me as I sat at my dining table trying in vain to connect my laptop to the Internet, which the demons claim to have shut me out of for the time being (indeed, last night, they shut my heater on and off seconds after announcing their intention to do so as a demonstration; and, in the past, they demonstrated once that they can accelerate my Internet access three-fold on both my laptop and cellphone at will. Therefore, it's not inconceivable that they can control the Internet connection itself, as well).
The faux pax that cultivated this particular demon's ire, also explained by the Voices Demons, was "fighting back against the demons standing outside the (not your) front window last night." The rationale, they stated, is that, "as a pedophile, [I am] not allowed to fight back against anything they do to me." I think he said that just to make me mad; I think I'll vanquish him someday.
NOTE | I don't accept that rationale, even if I were a pedophile. Even pedophiles, I assume, take a day off, whereas these demons murder, torture, maim and otherwise assault to the most egregious degree imaginable without ever stopping, even to sleep. And, besides, these are crimes, too, just like sexual assault. Moreover, like pedophiles, they perpetrate these acts on children, just as others of their kind did to me at ages 5 through 8, some of whom the current band of demonic entities have reintroduced to me (as a shocking, "scary maneuver against [my] psyche"), and have accordingly indicated their kinship with them.
I've decided that, when it comes to punishment for crimes, I'm only about that which is prescribed by law—ours and God's; that means the lawfully prescribed punishment for the actual commission of a crime, and not one's propensity—or suspected propensity—for committing a crime, especially in the absence of actually having committed one. I don't want any occasion to dedicate my existence to gore around the clock. There are things I'm deadset against; but, I refuse to allow it make me into an Adolph Hitler-like monster.
Actually having had the occasion to give this considerable thought in the nearly six years I have been subjected to 24 hours-a-day, 7 days-a-week, 365 days-a-year of constant talking at me (even at night when I get out of bed to use the bathroom), consisting mostly of threats and the aforestated accusation, I could never be about balancing two evils and then permitting the one who perpetrated lesser to engage in heinous and carnal acts against the greater on a literal non-stop basis until the greater died from it. That, by the way, is actually the Voices Demons stated intention with respect to me, and they have done nothing to show that they will do any less than just said. On this topic, I am okay with anyone being fanatically passionate about protecting children from sex predators; but, I think spending all your time keeping an eye on your kids is far preferable than not, and yet even more preferable to committing around-the-clock crimes against humanity for years at a time.
But, in spite of their almost constant protestation to the contrary that the reason they proffer is not the actual reason (sometimes, they do admit it), I don't think demons need or want a reason as much as they need and want us to have one. This, I think, is then used by us to justify our acquiescence or participation in acts of evil, and to otherwise appease our conscious.But, the reason proffered by this particular demon contained neither the word "fag" nor "pedophile," but, rather, according to the Voices Demons, stemmed from last night's flaming of three name-calling demons perched outside my front window, which is described in detail in Three name-calling demons 'flamed' last night. Apparently, it is an associate of those demons.
After he declared that my trachea had been shut, and after I determined he had nothing more to say, I returned to my work; but, not even a few seconds later, a felt a burning and tingling sensation that felt like it was located inside my skull, just under the bone. That scared me, so I grabbed the lighter and hairspray immediately and went to work on three of four of them.
That happened not 30 minutes after I had already done the same to a demon who perches on top of my cubby for having gone after my left eye in the same way (see Left eye focus of demonic assault); and, it was not an hour or so after hobgoblins, the arbitrary name I have given to demons that look like Jawas from Star Wars (see Jawa-like demons with glowing red eyes needle shoulder, trap muscles).
UPDATE | The Voices Demons, as I wrote this blog, finally clarified that this demon had already squeezed my trachea shut after rendering me unconscious, and that there are several demons that do it on occassion because they like to watch me fight for my life in that state. A gastroenterologist once told me after performing an endoscopy that I should inform the next doctor who performs the same procedure to administer double anesthesia; apparently, I fought back as he attempted to guide the scope down my esophagus. So, I guess it's possible.
Video/Photo Editing Tip: Apply cross-hatch filter to images of demons and specters for contrast, depth
If you captured a hard-to-see, semi-transparent specter or demon on a low-quality camera, you can make it stand out more by applying a cross-hatch filter to the video or photograph using software such as Final Cut Pro or Photoshop.
The effectiveness of the cross-hatch filter, when applied to a specter, is illustrated in the newer version of Spectre of Demon Illuminated by Light; compare it to the original to see just how much it helps.
New audio editing technique reveals further dialog in "Noise Harassment"
Thanks to a new audio editing technique that eliminates noise and narrows the audible frequency range without noticeable loss in volume, I was able to discern a little more dialogue from the "Noise Harassment" video. Both the technique and the video will be posted soon. The additional discernible dialog is:
"Are you ready for the judgment of the Tuzzo people? 'Cuz if you're not, that's too bad, because we don't like fags, and we don't like you. So, there! What a fucking fag! Stick a knife to your throat, and I'll cut it for you."I also tried this technique on another audio file, twice, in different ways, in which the demons can be heard conversing. What you can't hear in one file, you can hear in another. So listen to both of these:
- http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?tb883bprjuec9l8
- http://www.mediafire.com/download.php?2yee451de39an51
NOTE | Without headphones, you won't hear much of anything but static and noise; preferably, you should use earbuds because you can push them in your ears deep enough to block outside noise, sort of creating a speaker/ear plug combo. A completely quiet room is also key.
Most of the voices you hear are going to sound strange. They include:
If the humans sound like they're not listening to the voices demons, it's probably because they aren't; but, I don't think they're trying to be rude. I think it's dangerous to listen to them; they can't help what they are and, therefore, what they do (their speech is like the Sirens, but for your brain, instead of your ship). It seems that all the humans I've recorded with voices demons in the mix, the humans invariably talk over them, switch topics on them, and mostly act as if they're not there. If, and when, a human hears a piece of information they find compelling, they may comment once. Rarely, are the voices demons ever asked questions, though.
Most of the voices you hear are going to sound strange. They include:
- A Daffy Duck-like voice, that does most of the speaking. He sometimes talks to fast, and, although you can tell he's saying something, you won't be able to tell what without slowing down the speed on your media player.
- A couple of voices, that are really deep and loud.
- Regular human voices, which are not strange, but say some very strange things.
If the humans sound like they're not listening to the voices demons, it's probably because they aren't; but, I don't think they're trying to be rude. I think it's dangerous to listen to them; they can't help what they are and, therefore, what they do (their speech is like the Sirens, but for your brain, instead of your ship). It seems that all the humans I've recorded with voices demons in the mix, the humans invariably talk over them, switch topics on them, and mostly act as if they're not there. If, and when, a human hears a piece of information they find compelling, they may comment once. Rarely, are the voices demons ever asked questions, though.
Voices Demons recording partially processed - listen now
An audio file with the Voices Demons conversing at night, while I was in bed. You can only make out a few lines here and there, as it was made using my cheap cellphone, and processed by an amateur (me).
Still, it's a big improvement; it started as only static.
Still, it's a big improvement; it started as only static.
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