The Devil with the Blue Dress On strikes again, punctures head with poison-tipped lance

The various attempts by several humans notwithstanding, one demon is certainly "finally getting to [me]," namely, the Devil with a Blue Dress On, so dubbed for having concealed himself in my bathroom by wearing a blue towel, which he folded into a ceremonial robe of sorts—one that I assume is worn by assassins from whence he comes—so masking his approach prior to attack:
The Devil with a Blue Dress On, swooping in for an attack in my bathroom at a former residence [see Needle-fingered demon strikes again]
Yesterday, like all the other times, including the 2012 attack pictured above, he sprang out of nowhere—right over and off to the side of my head—flying straight at me before piercing my skull with his lance:
Mene, mene, tekel, parsin, my now-black-cloak-wearing friend; mene, mene, tekel, parsin...
The result is the painful swelling of one side of my face, and a wound where he punctured the skin:
Injuries like this one have become a commonplace occurrence for me since 2011, having no other explanation, and no evidence of another cause; even now, I am still limping from last week's poison-tipped lancing to my legs
The same doctor who came to the rescue in Double for my trouble (Stanford doctor doubles testosterone regimen prescribed antibiotics to treat the resultant infection; I did not describe the means by which I acquired the injury. I just took pictures, sent them with a description of symptoms, and then began the course of treatment.

Attacks by this particular species of demons are very infrequent, as well as short-lived; however, they are ferocious, causing appreciable injury every time that is long-lasting [see Needle-fingered demon strikes again; see also Elusive needle-fingered demon briefly captured in two videos]. In one video, you could actually see several metal rods being inserted straight into my head, the handiwork of this demon, nearly the foulest of all of them.

Thank goodness for their short-lived appearances, which is due in part to their inability to make as prodigious use of the overlap between the two dimensions (theirs and ours) as their counterpart species. Still, that doesn't dissuade them from trying. Even now, he is flitting about my head, trying to milk the last of what I inherently, unwillingly, and much to my own disservice, provide in terms of a means for demons to present themselves in the physical in order to get physical, specifically, the aforementioned overlap.
NOTE | The "overlap" and the means by which I facilitate that are described in more detail in Hospitalized by demonic retaliatory strike for power blockade], and are required for a demon like this one to attack [see Demons and their people continue to exploit, causing suffering by open portals; see also Desperate demon people make desperate maneuvers].
Fortunately, those means expire much quicker these days than they used to, and, as I said, these particular demons' ability to make use of them is limited to begin with; so, although annoying, his attempts to be more than that are presently, and will continue to be, unproductive.
Devil with a Blue Dress On; Lord, have mercy!
I believe (but, do not know for sure) that the instrument by which he delivered the blow was laced with the same toxin or bacterial agent that caused an infection after having sustained several other puncture wounds while lying in bed (albeit from another demon—a human-sized one—and not the demon that is the subject of this post). Those I believe were either meant to infect, and to be delivered in my sound sleep; it may also be a side effect of an implantation of some kind—probably, of the sucker demon kind [see Torture by sucker demon; see also sucker+demon+eyes].

I'm lucky to be able to narrow down to those choices as it is. That's due to the fact that I can recognize demon-induced sleep/amnesia by merit of its association with trauma, and that in my sleep. It causes a panic of a certain kind that rouses me as I sense it, allowing me to catch a glimpse of who is doing what.

"I think I'm finally getting to him," Part Two

Demon-people drama: "I think I'm finally getting to him" recounts just one episode out of many, many occurrences of stalking over the years, describing how a man at the behest of demons engaged in a months-long campaign to stress me out, mostly, by following me to every group in which I posted blog-related data to my Facebook audience, harassing, criticizing and mocking me relentlessly so as to discredit me. While the post focuses primarily on the singular acts of just one stalker, it uses the evidence of those acts to bring to light a much larger agenda at work than that of most stalkers, namely, a plan to induce trauma by stress [see Demons announce specifics of plan to cause insanity] using whatever means at the disposal of countless participants and their demonic counterparts, and that for as long it takes to achieve their goal [see Demons prefer suicide to murder].

Comments left on YouTube capped a weekend of ranting demon people, unhappy with the unwelcome air that never anticipated, and that now surrounds them due, in part, to the blog
NOTE | In no rush to achieve their ultimate goal, the persons involved keep the deadline flexible to make room for smaller successes, specifically, the occassional protracting or prolonging of the stress campaign by creatively or intelligently meting out stress measured and formulated to compact more of it withinin the same time frame as the deadline.
There was plenty of evidence of this plan before that post, and there's been plenty more since—after all, it's been ongoing for nearly 10 years; but, what compelled me to introduce it to readers so late in spite of having known of the plan since the beginning, was the mistake he made in accidentally posting publicly what was obviously intended to be a private message to one his cohorts, which bragged of his progress in "finally getting to me." Although the plan was not explicitly spelled out in the message, it inferred and implied that one existed, a fact evident not only by its wording, but by the plethora of evidence found in other posts to the blog—posts that didn't make a connection between any particular event and the plan at the time they were written, but which could then be linked in succession by that latter post.

The post finishes with my publicizing of the evidence, which caused not only stress in reverse to the stalker (via embarrassment), but which resulted in a complete backfire of the intention to preclude me from developing a following of blog readers. It afforded me a complete turnaround, actually; for example, of the 15 groups to which I was then only a member, six of them I now administer, thanks in part to the mistake made by the stalker, which raised eyebrows everywhere when revealed. As to the impact it had to my overall credibility, I couldn't say; but, I can say this, it made me interesting to people, and made me look like a had a bigger problem than the one most readers suspected I had before.

Et tu, Long?
This video of Long giving his due to the plan promises to do the same, except that it brings the problem to my day-to-day living situation, which I so summarized in my answer to a reader's question, Did your demons follow you to Indiana?, saying:
Also, daily posts would be mundane to readers, who are probably looking for something new; and, like everyday for the past eight years or so, day-in and day-out consists of the same, routine physical abuse dolled out by the Voices Demons and their ilk.
After a recent rant by woman who decided to overlook what is tantamount to murder-in-progress and deride my "lifestyle" instead—one which I may have affected from time-to-time, but am otherwise not afforded by the particulars of my situation—and who lambasted me for purposefully engaging demons and their people and foregoing the much better choice of just ignoring them—also not an option—I've been thinking of ways to negate any notion of the life and person she described in our conversation.

The video below provides fertile ground for achieving just that, as does the bevy of links about daily life with Long, listed after the second video, below this one:



As an added benefit, the theme of his rant therein is reminiscent of one of the same kind described in numerous posts to this blog, and can be linked (eventually) to the same plan described above. Such posts include:
Long grandma, too
And, to think, they used to be so close [see Grandma, Long assign blame for others' demonic behavior].

In a second clip made from the same video as the first (above), Long calls my 87-year-old, recently widowed grandmother and wife of over 50 years, calls her the usual litany of the two curses in his vocabulary, "motherfucker," and, "son of a bitch," but, unlike his usual call (no, this is not his first), this one is fairly short-lived (they have lasted up to a minute or more in the past):


All of this, and on top of what I've documented in the past in posts such as:


My iPhone wasn't the only witness, nor were our neighbors for a mile around; we (apparently) had hidden company in the form of a shirt demon:
A witness to the rant the video shows, which he had to have heard, being in the t-shirt I was wearing at the time
To see more demons possessing shirts, search for shirt demon on this blog and/or read these posts:
Woman's rant part of overall campaign package
The woman's rant, which was delivered after near non-stop phone calls and text message for two straight days, at the end of which she revealed that she never had a sincere interest in her or my situation, and was merely wasting my time, and stressfully at that:

For two days, a woman posed as a victim in desperation, having been beleaguered by demons and related activity, but who, as shown by her texts, above, revealed it as part of an ongoing campaign of harassment on their behalf
Revisiting the intent (and extent) of demonic activity in my life
The point of this post is not to tell a sad story so much as to reiterate the goal of demons and their people, which, by the way, is put most succinctly by Long in this third video excerpt:


Supplementing the video is this e-mail from my grandmother about an e-mail sent to her by Long:
An e-mail sent by Long to my grandmaA subsequent e-mail sent by my grandma to me
Planted demonic weapons, entities supplement hourly, hour-long tirades
Long supplements his stress-inducing tirades with demonic weapons, demons and demonic entities, which he plants in my bedding, clothing and towels; insult to injury, and all that [see also VID | How demons attack your heart; see also PICS | Demons slowly degrade vision with new (and usual) entity]. In the next video, he attempts to do just that on-the-sly, his complaint of untidiness merely a pretext for making hand-contact with towels, sheets and my clothes either to possess them with a demon for whom Long is its entourage [defined in Factoids #7; see more possession pics in Send in the (demon) clowns] or install demonic weapons in them and the room (I'm sure he'd prefer to do this when I'm not in the room; but, I'm almost always in that room during periods of high demonic activity, which is the only time Long and demons have the chance to move around and acquire, install and deploy weapons). Even still, the process is usually all-but-transparent to the human eye without knowing what to look for or recording it with a digital camera, and then skimming the video frame-by-frame for demons and the like. The only other time it might be apparent is if an entity decides to launch ahead of schedule, as did a white orb-shaped demonic entity at the time the video was made [see similar demonic entities in Close-up of sucker demon, in flight]:


On top of that, he also takes every opportunity to fire the demonic weapons installed in and/or activated or deployed by his hands [see GALLERY | New demon faces, weapons; see also PICS | More hand-based demonic weapons].
NOTE | Sometimes, demonic entities turn tail [see VIDS | Sucker demons (finally) crawl on someone else.
Shame on me...
I got fooled twice [see SECRET AUDIO | Demons recruit Long to taunt about homelessness they caused; see also Voices Demons' mistake exposes Long's lie], so I have no one to blame but myself. Actually, you could say thrice, if you count my failure to take heed to warnings about Long by others [see Bail bondsman warned of Long's betrayal and subsequent "demise"].

If you're wondering about the what and why the hell of my living situation, read Demon people steal secretly made recordings.

PRISON | Latest letter evokes nightmares of isolation

Lately, demons and their people have been threatening to throw me in prison, one of many things they state they intend to do, in addition to the around-the-clock onslaught of violence now underway. So, what a coincidence (or, not so...?) I thought it was to receive a fourth letter from Timotht Ross (below), Jr., who sounds awfully happy, which neither makes sense to me nor demons and their people to hear that from an inmate at Pelican Bay State Prisoner.

From Timothy Ross, Jr. (page one)From Timothy Ross, Jr. (page two)
From Timothy Ross, Jr. (page three)From Timothy Ross, Jr. (page four)
I doubt I'll say that in response—who am I to rain on his parade and tell someone to feel bad when they say they feel good? Besides, by the time he gets another letter from my slow-ass letter-writing self, his up will have long gone down (if prison is like it's always been, and if he's anything like me or the several thousand inmates I've known).

I've learned from over 4 years in the county jail, as have others with similar experience, that, while youth affords you the occasional mood spike (even though in custody), any sense of contentment or well-being you garner is brief, and is followed by a dip-down so low, it literally hurts in the physical sense. A few hours ago, I had a dream about being in jail while having one of the daily episodes of painful depression I used to have while there. Just like in reality, it washed over my body suddenly, without abating in intensity or strength (albeit only for a few minutes, though memorable enough to cause nightmares); and, like in reality, I was praying like a man with a loaded gun pointed to his head, begging God to give His full attention to my pain as I endured it.
NOTE | It's how I learned the difference between a real prayer and all other kinds, and is what led me to a kinship with those who wouldn't bother hearing or praying anything but the real thing, our mutual incarceration notwithstanding.
Very little to work with...
At a glance, it looks like he has only two things going for him: that he's still healthy (can you imagine being sick behind bars?), and that he's too young (by merit of the fact that he is not yet old) to fully comprehend the degree to which he is being set back in life (his health is being taken away at triple the rate of life on the outside, at least; not too mention that the remaining years of his work life are insufficient to adequately care for himself when it's gone). That's not a lot to work with; and, given the fact that, although I know his pain—and, sometimes, in some ways, still feel it—none of those two things qualify me to take his pain away or to mitigate his circumstances.

Come as ye are, whosoever will
Luckily, I think he may have all he needs anyway—at least the most thing—and that is his seemingly unquestioned assurance that he belongs to Christ, and that Christ gladly receives Him. Timothy is correct in that knowledge, in that Jesus demonstrated emphatically and numerous times by and through his various interactions with the people of his time—specifically, the diseased, the sinful, the hated, the lower class and those otherwise in discrimination—that he explicitly and indisputably accepts all those repentant who come to God for forgiveness through Him.

Thankfully, I doubt I'll ever see a letter from him, asking, Will God heal me even though I am who and what I am, and will He forgive me even though I do and have done what I do and did? What demonstrates or suggests that it is the nature of Christ to forgive a wretch like me?

But, if he does, my answer is prepared thusly:
Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.
Matthew‬ ‭11:29‬
Jesus demonstrated a meek and lowly heart during His earthly ministry by seeking and offering Himself to those society deemed unworthy, and, in particular, when He:
  • ate with sinners, explaining to those who questioned Him:
They that are whole need not a physician; but they that are sick. I came not to call the righteous, but sinners to repentance.
Luke‬ ‭5:31-32‬
  • accepted the worship and plea for forgiveness of a woman, contrite for her widely known sins, and in the home of a man known for his piety, highly discriminate of such persons:
Now when the Pharisee which had bidden him saw it, he spake within himself, saying, This man, if he were a prophet, would have known who and what manner of woman this is that toucheth him: for she is a sinner. And Jesus answering said unto him, Simon, I have somewhat to say unto thee. And he saith, Master, say on. There was a certain creditor which had two debtors: the one owed five hundred pence, and the other fifty. And when they had nothing to pay, he frankly forgave them both. Tell me therefore, which of them will love him most? Simon answered and said, I suppose that he, to whom he forgave most. And he said unto him, Thou hast rightly judged. And he said unto her, Thy sins are forgiven.‭
Luke‬ ‭7:39-43, 48‬
  • stayed a woman's execution, suggesting a parallel between those accusing her and the adulteress:
He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.
John‬ ‭8:7‬
  • physically touched a leper and outcast, one deemed unholy, with compassion and sympathy:
And he put forth his hand, and touched him.
‭‭Luke‬ ‭5:13‬
  • conversed with a Samaritan woman, much to the disbelief of his own disciples:
And upon this came his disciples, [who] marvelled that he talked with the woman.
‭‭John‬ 4:27‬
  • healing the daughter of a Syro-Phoenician woman:
For a certain woman, whose young daughter had an unclean spirit, heard of him, and came and fell at his feet: The woman was a Greek, a Syrophenician by nation; and she besought him that he would cast forth the devil out of her daughter. But Jesus said unto her, Let the children first be filled: for it is not meet to take the children's bread, and to cast it unto the dogs. And she answered and said unto him, Yes, Lord: yet the dogs under the table eat of the children's crumbs. And he said unto her, For this saying go thy way; the devil is gone out of thy daughter.
‭‭Mark‬ ‭7:25-29‬
NOTE | It was not her somewhat clever answer that compelled Jesus to heal; rather, it was her foreknowledge of the coming Christ that proved her faith (and faith being the power behind Jesus' ability to heal); specifically, she demonstrated her faith by having rightly discerned from the Scriptures that, whoever the Christ may be and from wherever He might come, He would save all, even if He were born into one culture that would not feed another even if it starving.
  • entered the house of Zaccheus, a publican and chief of publicans:
And when Jesus came to the place, he looked up, and saw him, and said unto him, Zacchaeus, make haste, and come down; for to day I must abide at thy house. And he made haste, and came down, and received him joyfully. And when they saw it, they all murmured, saying, That he was gone to be guest with a man that is a sinner. And Zacchaeus stood, and said unto the Lord; Behold, Lord, the half of my goods I give to the poor; and if I have taken any thing from any man by false accusation, I restore him fourfold. And Jesus said unto him, This day is salvation come to this house, forsomuch as he also is a son of Abraham. For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost.
Luke‬ ‭19:5-10‬
...but, still, something to work with
Nobody who has the confidence shown by Timothy in his letter who doesn't have sincere belief in his heart. That I can work with. When God says something, and you believe God—like, truly believe Him in whatever He says—as Timothy so clearly demonstrates—God credits your faith as righteousness:
What shall we say then that Abraham our father, as pertaining to the flesh, hath found? For if Abraham were justified by works, he hath whereof to glory; but not before God. For what saith the scripture? Abraham believed God, and it was counted unto him for righteousness. Now to him that worketh is the reward not reckoned of grace, but of debt. But to him that worketh not, but believeth on him that justifieth the ungodly, his faith is counted for righteousness. Even as David also describeth the blessedness of the man, unto whom God imputeth righteousness without works, Saying, Blessed are they whose iniquities are forgiven, and whose sins are covered. Blessed is the man to whom the Lord will not impute sin. Cometh this blessedness then upon the circumcision only, or upon the uncircumcision also? for we say that faith was reckoned to Abraham for righteousness. How was it then reckoned? when he was in circumcision, or in uncircumcision? Not in circumcision, but in uncircumcision. And he received the sign of circumcision, a seal of the righteousness of the faith which he had yet being uncircumcised: that he might be the father of all them that believe, though they be not circumcised; that righteousness might be imputed unto them also: And the father of circumcision to them who are not of the circumcision only, but who also walk in the steps of that faith of our father Abraham, which he had being yet uncircumcised. For the promise, that he should be the heir of the world, was not to Abraham, or to his seed, through the law, but through the righteousness of faith. For if they which are of the law be heirs, faith is made void, and the promise made of none effect: Because the law worketh wrath: for where no law is, there is no transgression. Therefore it is of faith, that it might be by grace; to the end the promise might be sure to all the seed; not to that only which is of the law, but to that also which is of the faith of Abraham; who is the father of us all, (As it is written, I have made thee a father of many nations,) before him whom he believed, even God, who quickeneth the dead, and calleth those things which be not as though they were. Who against hope believed in hope, that he might become the father of many nations; according to that which was spoken, So shall thy seed be. And being not weak in faith, he considered not his own body now dead, when he was about an hundred years old, neither yet the deadness of Sara's womb: He staggered not at the promise of God through unbelief; but was strong in faith, giving glory to God; And being fully persuaded that, what he had promised, he was able also to perform. And therefore it was imputed to him for righteousness.
Romans 4:1-22