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“Wisdom that will bless I, who live in the spiral joy born at the utter end of a black prayer.” • — Keiji Haino
“The subject of human creativity is not an ethnic-centric, but a composite subject.” • — Anthony Braxton
“… It is not my mode of thought that has caused my misfortunes, but the mode of thought of others.” • — The Marquis de Sade

Monday, August 19, 2024

"Anxiety", A Ruse That Worked!!!





In my interview at the Pharmacy School at the University in Lisbon, I already knew of the influence of the racists that have been trying to wreck my life for more than 2 decades on one of the judges.

When I answered anxiety as one of my worst idiosyncrasies, it was on purpose (It is how I conduct my investigation, due to my lack of resources), it was planted evidence so I could be REALLY sure about my already proven suspicion. Strangely the next day it was proven again (in the Venda Nova's Pingo Doce, where you have been directing little girls and employees to lie about me) — the racists had been interfering with the "concursal" procedure — A clear sign of corruption!

A new colleague was instructed to bring this matter again, I did play her game and it matched.

Corrupts at PSP and Amadora's Tribunal believed that I suffer from anxiety, because of a ruse I planted.

By the way, I did come to Portugal at 17 years old, I never found a man in bed with no one, much less a wife or girlfriend (Just let REST this strange fixation about my sex drive, fuckers!). 

I am the most aloof person I know, I just avoid folks, the stupidest the more.

Probably the idea of the racist medic at Pulido Valente (he used his patients to insult me. You are a sick motherfucker!!!)




No anxiety, no cardiovascular problems, you pathetic, racists and stupid fuckers!!!



2012-2013
IEFP Santa Apolonia

Sónia Dias

A racist teacher who was fond of sniffing me told me with ecstatic glee that one of his colleagues committed suicide, I thought at the moment — wow, is she bragging about making someone commit suicide through harassment?

It seems like the fuckers want to make me kill myself by destroying everything I tried to build, by manipulating my neighbourhood, the schools of my child, the jobs they managed to curate for me...

Folks I DO not know, I never interacted with, without them being the ones develishly arranging for.



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