Editors Note: 4.13.18 The day after below. Right now I am being prevented from editing and updating this documentation by street scum and angry (SC) radicals who do not want me to continue to expose (SC) for what it is. Sodom and Gohmorra in America. People are not using the library to study, read and write they are sleeping taking up work space so that I can't work comfortable. A dirty little Mexican drunk just told me the plugs I plugged into to recharge my tablets and phone - depleated remotely by hackers, along with my phone account - so I'd have to come in and deal with this fools. Once I finally found a place to work and cleaned it off with sanitizer one of the hobo sabotagers and his buddy complained that he's allergic to the spray I use. This is how the scum of the earth in this town prevent people like me from coping with and countering there sabotage to begin with. To add to the mix a Chinese whore started sneezing as the crazy tried to start an argument with me. Look at how much life energy I just wasted dealing with these fools. this type of sabotage is what the gay community does, UCSC students alumni and faculty do, as part of crime Inc. to good folks. I have only two hours to work and these choices:
1. Work on my new song for Andrew working title of Fucashima Reactor.
2. Work on my book working title of Sadom and Gohmorra in America : The Power of the Underground Economy in Santa Cruz California.
3. Work on my other website ziggysurfcatz.simdif.com
4. Do much needed reading and research on Th Internet on in books in subjects I read intentionally contaiminated with bio toxins by the same fools that protest when I use sanitizer to clean off a desk and chair.
5. Fix the new sabotaged tear in my coat.
6. Continue to document the UCSC make the (TVW) defecate into his pants. Dehumanize and stress a (TVW) by closing all the bathrooms and making them defecate in an ally with video and photo takers tied to the local sex industry started lastnight thanks to a fat/ugly Mexican worker at Pleasure Pizza and the boys in the back along with thirty- five Red Room Bar Patrons, street scum and Mexican Mafia all Crime Inc. aka " the party," watching me deprecate into plastic bags via hidden cameras.
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WARNING IF YOU VISIT OR MOVE TO SANTA CRUZ CALIFORNIA THE LOCALS ARE GOING TO MAKE YOU DEFECATE INTO YOUR PANTS AT SOMEPOINT - NO JOKE - IT A TRADITION AT UCSC- AND A FORM OF POISONING - THE FOOD THE USE IS ROTTEN
Understand how all of this is layer after layer of (MBSCSVSFBRC) Crime Inc. murder by stress modern witchcraft.
Yesterday started as an extremely painful day with no sleep the night before and the Spector that the street scum needled my leg to cause my healing process to be blocked - Tom the manager of the Mission Inn style (WS), Sterling, UCSC Gang biological warfare applied stressors.
I worked a little bit on my new song Fucashima Reactor - which by the way the UCSC scum walking by say has already been stolen and worked on by Crime Inc. musicians who have been cherry picking me for decades.
Had a conversation with a Ranger supervisor about the Mexican rangers inappropriate actions against me which he agreed were wrong and promised to fix. Mike my musician friend who plays with me and Andrew showed up and asked what he could do to help me. Made a promising suggestion - good news. Two people gave me $25 to buy bandages for my legs. KRISS the social worker, Hazel, my brother did not return my emergency emails the UCSC students say was blocked and then demonstrated that they read the content along with an email I sent to ADT and the Depeartment of Justice - cleverly trying to negate the content.
When I walked into Pleasure Pizza I could tell by the Mexican clerk I was about to get shxx poisoned. First she tried to give am a slice of pizza that looked bad, then the peice she did give me had one old rotten looking pepperoni on it at the last bite - basic Mexican food service witchcraft - I didn't eat it. About two hours later just as the fat ugly Mexican clerk walked by fifteen minutes after the bathrooms closed I got sick to my stomach and had to run to the ally and squat in a dark corner to deficate. A short mentally ill Mexican blocked my path as a fight goad to condition me to hate him along with the other little Mexican mentally ill punk who walks by me everyday to insult and fight goad me - today he returned with a black druggy telling me to get out of town and throw a pack of ciggerete at my back. Last night the other little Mexican punk was with another black punk who said " you just got shot." As if I were being trained. Training cons for the last three days with the Rangers and SCPD. Are you following how complicated these cons are. The entire town pulls this crap everyday.
As I am forced to run back to the ally four times over thirty people demonstrate prior knowledge that I was going to get food poisoned at Pleasure Pizza including a look-a-like of the Mexican pizza cook from Pizza My Heart, Asha the prostitute, Manfree's monkey from Lulu Carpenters Sal/Sam who the town says is using my stolen intellectual property and persona for there " projects."
As I am trying to deal with the dehumanizing trauma of defecation in public with setup observers at Book Shop Santa Cruz, in the parking structure, at Chocolate and the Sock shop this is what the Red Room UCSC gang said in real time. laughing and mocking trying to stress a (TVW) and work me up into a frenzy and panic. Remember I still had to change toe soaked bandages on my legs - that's what the timing of the food poisoning is about to. Forcing to go in the middle of having my boots and pants off.
" its not illegal to make someone pooh in there pants"
"the police don't care," " the police do it too," " you should see what they do to girls at the bar," " they block the restroom and the girls just go in there pants," " they dont even know," "its a joke in SC," " its the party," " your our last one," "sorry," " mike is with us," " his job is to make you lose your memory," "he and xxxxx well just tell lies about youlike Dan and Kris did," " your dead," " David watches it from home," " there is a whole video album of you," ",I could have you removed," " you wont make it to the ally," " you just got shot," ",its the mexicans," " no one knows how they do it," " youll never see the fat ugly mexican clerk again," " she came in just for that," " the police cant stop it," "were just kids," its really mean," "they fid it to us to," "its a enitiation," "your old," "your dead," "you cant prove it," "you sjould of seen what we did to ADT," "the girls bribed the managers with sex," " the never even knew what hit them," "we did it to them too," "we can do it to who ever we want to anytime we want," "we do it to politici all the time," " it for hollywood," just go in your pants," "its wet farts now," "youll be up all night," "ha,ha,ha," "we did it to Diane Finstien too," " the police know," "the doctors lie," "we fuxx them too," "your in," "your on video we all watch," "were just kids," "were sorry,""you cant curse us we take that real seariuosly," "we read all your email," your rmails never hot to hazel and your brother," "theres something wrong woth your brother the mexicans took his memory too," " je doesnt even know what kind of man you are," "you sjould of seen when we did it to him," "its really funny," "he never knew," "your dad too," we bribed Dan by fuxxxxx him too," "he went easy," this is only 1/100,000th of 1% of it copies to scpd adt.
The next morning 4.13.18 The arch in my left foot hurt so bad I could hardly walk on top of the pain in my legs. Quite day blocked from practicing my music in the warmth of the sun by a bench reader con who finishes just as the bench loses the direct sun light. Play beautiful music interrupted by Mylan a disabled friend Crime Inc. Christian - there are hundreds of corrupt Christians in (SC). trying to ease me into applying for disability for my legs - the (VGSFC(s) " official paper trail to cover up twenty years of felonies ala Encompasss. Today he informs me his old crippled pathetic dog he use to walk infront of me to defecate infront of my guitar case as I practice has finally given up and died.
He begins to tell me a long convoluted story about " his brother who is mentally ill," " and is a genuis, very articulate and creative, likes to tell people how to behave, studies herbologist and knows a lot about holistic medicine, is amazingly intellegent but mentally ill and needs medication and does much better on meds goes on and on about how he hallucinates and hears voices in his head - the town says things are getting better for me because they are medicating me thru my food - a twenty year con. The Mexican ranger walks by, Mexican nurses, Mexican version of Daneille, people stare at me as if I am mentally ill for effect. The we aLl concurs see(c) con.
SCPD Lt. Walks next to me holding a "four" sign. To confuse the rotten British SCPD I met fifteen years ago reappears after ten years. He is a defender of Tom the sadist/satanic mgr of the mission inn. I say hello to him he tells me he remembers me walks away and calls me " nuts," just like Tom did for effect. His broken knee all fixed. For the record he was a beat cop when I met him driving an eighty thousand dollar BMW which he made sure I saw out in front off a local massage parlor.
This is all classic Sterling witchcraft. He delays me from leaving to use the bathroom so I'll defecate into my pants since they didn't get me last night. I rush to the toilet blocked by a Mexican who apologizes just barely make it to the howl extreme diaherria. Down stares law enforcement is evoked along with community Pride tshirts and path blocked by street scum comments about what I do in the bathroom contrasted by openly gay men holding hands and prostitutes working loons - sex industry mind games.
Finally get to practice music. The town is amazed by my original songs, guitar playing and voice - sure that it's not to late and I am good enough to be professional. The new song blows people away con too. Up walks my ideal woman, brilliant, beautiful, spiritual, in gaged in environmental progressive politics and acting available - a Next Space Tenant. She gives me a pro biotic drink and promises to return soon as if she is interested in me. When she leaves the town says " you could have women like that all day," just become a pro musician and join Crime Inc. She shows up so sweet, so normal, so amazingly tailored to me and my style maybe every ninety days or so. ( They do this to my wife on the other end too ) Sterling social engineering. I finish my music and come to the library to be blocked, insulted and stressed by fools as documented above.